"Sect Leader Wen is indeed selfless and righteous. With such character, the rise of the Immortal Sect is inevitable. Sect Leader Wen, may I go in and see my brother? I am really worried right now."
Yang Zongxian asked curiously. However, since Wen Ping had mentioned that Yu Mo needed rest, asking such a question carried other implications, perhaps suggesting that while the speaker is unintentional, the listener takes it seriously, or that there are hidden meanings in the words.
Especially when the ugly mask of Elder Rong from the Kao Shan Sect was recently uncovered, it made listening to such words feel awkward.
"Huaikong, now go in and look at our master. What if he’s like the vile in the Kao Shan Sect..." Ah Long suddenly spoke up but was stopped by Huaikong.
But Ah Long had already taken a step forward, rushing towards the side room, and his words and actions suddenly made the atmosphere in the courtyard a bit tense.
Trust is a wall standing between two people. When this wall rises, everyone begins to suspect.
Speculating whether the person behind the wall has left?
Speculating whether the person behind the wall is still there?
The words worth a thousand gold, and the methods to suppress demon poison, seemed rather comical at this moment, leaving one to wonder about their authenticity.
Yun Liao couldn’t help but clench his fists with an angry expression on his face.
Wen Ping stopped Yun Liao and said calmly, "Elder Yun, it’s no problem."
Yun Liao shouted passionately, "Sect Leader, Sect Disciple offered a fortune to buy, but you refused to sell. Now you take out the cigar to save a dying person without charge, yet suffer suspicion and insult from such people."
"Elder Yun, Ah Long didn’t mean it that way, and we don’t doubt Sect Leader Wen’s abilities."
"Yes, Elder Yun, don’t get worked up. Ah Long is not good with words; please overlook his mistakes."
Huaikong and the other immediately stepped forward to mediate.
The words were spoken , but both still couldn’t help but glance towards the side room, where there were no sounds coming from inside.
Wen Ping then chuckled and said, "If you really want to look, then go ahead, but I’m saying it beforehand, next time won’t be free, nor is it as simple as a fortune."
"It’s nothing. That friend named Ah Long, go in and look at your master."
"Sect Leader?" Yun Liao asked in a low voice, puzzled about why Wen Ping would do this.
The others had begun to be suspicious of him, yet Wen Ping seemed unconcerned. No matter how generous a person is, they shouldn’t be this forgiving.
Wen Ping replied softly, "It’s fine, let them look. Not wanting to be someone with noble medical ethics yet falling short."
After speaking, he secretly chuckled in his heart.
Since you want to look, then the price...
Ah Long pushed open the door, albeit unknowingly, thinking what harm is there if this insignificant Sect Leader becomes angry. The number of Profound Realm strongmen he had seen couldn’t be counted on two hands, and their master was also in the Profound Realm.
Usually, at any place, those coming to deliver gifts and items would line up from afar.
But now seeing this person also being pretentious, just like those shameless elders, well then don’t blame him for being ruthless.
After opening the door, Ah Long immediately shouted towards the inside of the room.
But at that moment when the door was pushed open, a cloud of blue smoke came rushing out, and a gentle breeze blew it away.
Yang Zongxian murmured curiously, "Why is there so much smoke?"
However, without further investigation, Ah Long and he both entered the side room. When they looked towards the bed, they saw Yu Mo leaning against the headboard.
The once pale lips showed some color, looking vibrant; the wound on his chest corroded by demon poison now appeared as if shed a layer of skin, no longer frightening or horrific.
Yang Zongxian softly exclaimed with surprise, "Sect Leader Wen’s medical skills are remarkably effective!"
This feeling was as if he never believed Wen Ping could cure Yu Mo, just letting Wen Ping treat Yu Mo as a last resort.
Perhaps due to Wen Ping’s young age.
And medical skills require ten, twenty years, or even a lifetime of accumulation to achieve success.
Looking again at Ah Long, he too was both amazed and delighted.
Huaikong commented sentimentally, taking quick steps to the bedside, a joyful expression on his face, and carefully examining his brother, "It’s good that you’re fine, it’s good!"
Yu Mo chuckled softly, although the gloomy look in his smile remained, it was not as intense as a few hours ago.
"Thanks to that young brother."
"Indeed, thanks to him this time. I didn’t expect him to possess such miraculous medical skills at such a young age. The Screaming Snake Demon Poison was resolved just like that."
Such skill is perhaps unmatched in East Lake.
Of course, East Lake does have capable people able to suppress the Screaming Snake Demon Poison, and there are indeed more than a handful.
But those individuals are pillars within various forces, holding positions and reputations above everyone in East Lake. People like them, loners, usually don’t get to meet such people, not even someone like Yu Mo who has entered the Profound Realm, find it hard to meet even once, let alone have them save a life.
Those individuals likely couldn’t achieve such medical prowess, pulling a dying person back in just fifteen minutes. Even if not the best in East Lake, it would be difficult to find someone of equal level.
Yu Mo forced a smile and then said, "That young man said my fate was not to die, hehe, the first time I’ve heard someone say such to me."
The voice sounded weak, yet no longer carried the initial desperation.
"How are you feeling now?"
"That Physician just helped me suppress the demon poison, living on shouldn’t be a problem anymore."
"That’s good, that’s good."
Huaikong immediately expressed joy and admiration, then glared at Ah Long beside him, "You! I really don’t know what’s in your head, now you’ve ended up offending a Divine Doctor for no reason."
Ah Long wanted to argue but dared not speak.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
The previously stable breathing of Yu Mo suddenly trembled, his hands tightly grasping the sheets as he lifted his head and suddenly screamed.
With this scream, Yu Mo’s breath became exceptionally chaotic.
If earlier Yu Mo was like a still pool, now he was like boiling water after turbulence.
"Brother Yu, what’s wrong?"
Huaikong immediately restrained Yu Mo’s body, and upon looking down, saw an unbelievable scene.
The wound on his chest actually oozed out green fluid, once again corroding the flesh around the wound.
In just a blink, it was charred black.
Huaikong immediately shouted, "Brother Yang, quickly call Sect Leader Wen."
Yang Zongxian nodded and hurriedly ran out of the side room. His plump figure twisting as he ran, seeming he might fall at any moment. When he saw Wen Ping, who was steadily walking towards the stone door, his expression changed and he quickly shouted, "Sect Leader Wen, Elder Yun, please stop!"