How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 513: After All, We Once Knew Each Other
Then he took out a few more pages.
"This is the method for creating the Life-saving Gu, you can take it with you."
After pausing, he bit his teeth and added, "As a token of gratitude for avenging your master’s enemy this time."
Her personality was strong, and she really didn’t want to admit she had been deceived.
"I have other matters to handle here, you should leave, and don’t come back in the future."
After saying that, she gave Pei Shu’er a heavy look.
"You’ll need to be careful from now on; your Gu Technique hasn’t reached its peak, so try to avoid direct confrontation."
After thinking for a moment, she surprisingly tossed a bottle of life-saving pills to Pei Shu’er.
Pei Shu’er nodded, knowing that these medicines were hard to obtain.
Moreover, this Life-saving Gu isn’t just any ordinary Gu worm.
It has another name; it’s called the Fake Death Gu.
After consuming this Gu worm, one can enter a state of fake death and sustain life for a full ten years.
For those dangerous and currently untreatable illnesses, it’s the best method of healing.
It’s akin to the cryopreservation technology of later generations.
It seems that by instigating the conflict between Lin Shiyao and Xinyue this time, she actually gained some benefits.
Yet in her heart, she felt a bit guilty towards Xinyue.
She had always considered Xinyue as Lin Shiyao’s master, thinking there might be a confrontation in the future.
So she had never invested any emotions.
Now seeing Xinyue’s cold personality still caring for her, she felt somewhat regretful.
But Xinyue’s mood was obviously very bad now.
After all, being deceived by her own diligently taught disciple, who was nothing but an ingrate, anyone’s mood would deteriorate.
She didn’t want to stay and partake in this misfortune.
When Pei Shu’er was leaving, she heard Lin Shiyao’s cries of pain.
This kind of sound was only emitted when Lin Shiyao was punished by Tang Zan.
Lin Shiyao had a tremendous ability to endure pain, unless it was unbearable.
When Pei Shu’er turned her head, she found that Xinyue hadn’t killed Lin Shiyao.
Instead, she had taken out pliers and pulled off all of Lin Shiyao’s ten fingernails.
Her ten fingers were covered in blood.
Then Xinyue took out some poisonous insects and let them crawl into Lin Shiyao’s body through the wounds.
Pei Shu’er felt a chill run through her scalp.
But she didn’t feel sympathy for Lin Shiyao.
After all, Lin Shiyao had just been plotting to frame her for Wu Yue’s murder, and there was also a flash of murderous intent in her eyes earlier.
After Pei Shu’er went back, it wasn’t until the third day that she returned to this small dark room.
The small dark room was very desolate, looking dilapidated and ordinary from the outside.
No one would know that so many poisonous creatures and such a deep corridor were hidden inside.
Upon entering the small dark room, Pei Shu’er saw Lin Shiyao bound to a wooden stake.
She had no uninjured flesh now, her whole body leaning against the stake, staring blankly at Xinyue’s bed.
"Xinyue, if you have the guts, just kill me."
And Xinyue was coughing blood on the bed, her voice intermittent.
"Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. If I let you die so quickly after you killed Wuyue, wouldn’t that be too easy for you?"
"Even if I die, I want you to live in pain."
It wasn’t until Pei Shu’er reached the hall that Xinyue suddenly turned around.
"Who?"
She was clutching a poison dart in her hand, ready to throw if the visitor had malicious intent.
She was really deeply ill now; otherwise, her reaction wouldn’t be so sluggish.
Pei Shu’er’s voice was soft.
"Master, it’s me."
Xinyue was initially surprised, then snorted coldly.
"Didn’t I tell you not to come?"
Seeing Xinyue’s pitiful state, Pei Shu’er, having known her for a while, wouldn’t stand by and watch her die miserably.
She looked at Xinyue and said, "Master, let me examine your illness."
Although they had been together for so long, Xinyue never fully trusted Pei Shu’er.
Especially now, with Lin Shiyao’s deceitful act unveiled.
Xinyue gave a self-deprecating smile.
"There’s no need to look; it’s just the karma of being a Witchcraft Master. Once any Witchcraft Master surpasses 35 years old, the toxins they’ve been exposed to over the years will backfire, and no one can save them."
Pei Shu’er’s heart felt a bit heavy, and she quickly said, "Master, let me take a look. In fact, my achievements in medical skills far surpass my Gu Technique."
With these words, Xinyue’s gaze at Pei Shu’er carried a hint of doubt and exploration.
Pei Shu’er said, "Master, rest assured. I’ve been practicing medicine for years, pulling countless people back from the gates of hell."
Then she tentatively took Xinyue’s hand.
Xinyue, besides her bad temper, strong personality, slightly peculiar nature, and mood swings, was actually pretty good.
But no one could truly see her virtues.
Even in the original story, Lin Shiyao, though her disciple, mostly used her.
Xinyue extended her hand, then gave a peculiar smile.
"Alright, if you want to help me, go ahead. If you succeed, I’ll reward you heavily. If you fail, don’t visit me anymore; otherwise, I’ll treat you as an intruder."
Actually, she also wanted to see her disciple’s skills, for indeed, Gu Doctor, Gu, and Medical teachings aren’t isolated.
Her medical skills being stronger would only enhance her Gu Technique mastery.
Pei Shu’er pouted, "Master, you’re truly heartless."
However, Pei Shu’er’s complaint made Xinyue’s expression relax a bit.
This disciple now seemed like a young girl.
Xinyue extended her hand, and Pei Shu’er began to take her pulse.
Xinyue’s pulse was chaotic and increasingly weak.
Pei Shu’er could guarantee that if she hadn’t come, Xinyue would surely die within three days.
The original plot was like this too.
After taking her pulse, Pei Shu’er fell silent; Xinyue raised an eyebrow, a rare trace of amusement in her eyes.
"So, is it hopeless?"
Speaking of which, this disciple of hers rarely showed such contemplative expression.
Most of the time, she stood calmly on the side, patiently listening to people speak.
Indeed, her illness was giving her a tough time.
Xinyue said, "I told you, there’s no point in treating it. Actually, after you turn thirty-five, you’ll be like this too."
"It’s fate. We gain abilities beyond ordinary people but lose what ordinary people have."
Pei Shu’er didn’t speak. She wouldn’t end up like this.
The reason Xinyue and other Witchcraft Masters faced such hardship was that they foolishly used their bodies to raise Gu.
The Gu cultivated like this was the ultimate.
But she, Pei Shu’er, wasn’t just skilled in Gu Technique. Her medical skills were stronger, making it unnecessary to sacrifice her body.
Pei Shu’er said, "So, Master, there’s a Gu worm currently in your body, isn’t there?"
Xinyue didn’t speak, quietly observing Pei Shu’er.
This was a witchcraft master’s unspoken rule, but it couldn’t be voiced out.
Pei Shu’er continued to ask, "So, Master, if I treat you now, will this Gu worm become ineffective?"
