My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 85: Soul Reviving Pill
"No problem, no problem!" The Zhao Family was wealthy and didn’t care about two million. He was willing to give Yang Qi half his fortune as long as Zhao Yuman could be cured.
"Hmph, what an exorbitant demand! You’re taking advantage of their desperation!" Qin Shanshui said coldly from the side.
"Why don’t you give it a try?" Yang Qi looked at Qin Shanshui with a smile.
Qin Shanshui was immediately at a loss for words.
Knowledge is money, after all. If you can’t do it, you just can’t. There’s no use envying others.
He didn’t know that Yang Qi had asked for an even higher price when he treated Lei Qingtian. If he had, he would have been scared to death.
Yang Qi ignored Qin Shanshui, opened his acupuncture box, and took out the silver needles to sterilize them. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
"City Lord Zhao, it seems you’ve offended some petty people," Yang Qi said indifferently. "Let me tell you the truth, your daughter isn’t suffering from an illness. She has been afflicted by an Evil Technique. Someone has used a Spell to seal her three souls. With her souls blocked, she naturally remains unconscious. While it isn’t lethal, she would have eventually become a vegetable. The person who used this method surely wants to blackmail you to get something. Think carefully, who could it be!"
"Could it be...!" A fierce light, tinged with murderous intent, flashed in Zhao Xiong’s eyes.
Meanwhile, Yang Qi had already started applying the needles. The Nine Dragons Divine Needle technique differed from ordinary acupuncture. It always involved a number of needles that was a multiple of nine, with a minimum requirement of thirty-six. The more needles used, the greater the difficulty, but it could treat a wider variety of ailments and produce better effects. Yang Qi’s current power was still insufficient, so he could only use thirty-six needles. The needles were arranged in groups of four, each group distinct, representing different dragons and properties. Only the practitioner could truly appreciate the mysteries therein.
Liu Changsheng stood quietly to the side, his eyes glued to Yang Qi’s hands, not daring to blink. Qin Shanshui was also stunned. Yang Qi’s hands moved too fast for him to comprehend the technique. To make matters worse, Yang Qi intentionally blocked his line of sight, making him unbearably anxious.
"Hmph, just a bunch of mysterious mumbo-jumbo!" Qin Shanshui could only pray for Yang Qi to fail.
People like him were the worst: unable to provide a cure themselves, yet too proud to let someone else succeed. Truly despicable.
Soon, all thirty-six silver needles were in place, appearing like nine divine dragons coiling around the young girl and emitting a faint Golden Light. A short while later, traces of black blood seeped from the ends of the needles. Yang Qi nodded in satisfaction.
"Has the medicine arrived?" he asked.
"It’s here, it’s here!" someone shouted from outside.
It turned out the Zhao Family had already prepared a large supply of medicinal herbs for their daughter’s treatment, so there was no need to purchase them. They only had to find them within the estate.
"Very good. City Lord Zhao, do you have a Pill Furnace in your home? If not, a pot for boiling medicine will have to do," Yang Qi asked.
"A Pill Furnace? We don’t really have one. Those things are rare nowadays, mostly found in antique markets," Zhao Xiong said, thinking for a moment. "Wait! I remember now, we do! I bought a Pill Furnace at an auction three years ago. It was so precious that I hid it away and almost forgot about it."
He hurriedly went to retrieve the Pill Furnace. The moment Yang Qi saw it, he knew it was no ordinary item. The Spiritual Energy within it was exceedingly abundant, and most importantly, it was crafted from a special material. It didn’t look like an antique at all; it was more like a Magic Artifact!
Even if it’s only the lowest grade, I’m going to strike it rich this time.
Yang Qi glanced at it nonchalantly and took it. He started a fire and began the Alchemy process, which took a full hour. Finally, he refined a single Soul Reviving Pill. This Elixir had no other use; it was most effective for cases where the three souls were lost or sealed.
"I’ve been patient for long enough! What you practice isn’t National Medicine; it’s the work of a Jianghu charlatan! City Lord Zhao, you mustn’t let the child consume something like that recklessly. It will only cause more trouble!" Qin Shanshui spoke up again.
Yang Qi glanced at Zhao Xiong and smiled. "Do you trust me, or do you trust him?"
Zhao Xiong was deeply conflicted. After a long hesitation, he finally said, "I trust Mr. Yang."
"Good!" Yang Qi smiled and pushed the soybean-sized Elixir into Zhao Yuman’s mouth. He then used his Spiritual Energy to activate its effects.
"Dad?" Moments later, Zhao Yuman opened her eyes and called out.
"My dear daughter, Daddy is here! Daddy is right here!" Zhao Xiong, a grown man, broke down completely, his tears a mixture of joy and lingering fear.
Yang Qi swiftly retracted all thirty-six silver needles.
"Alright, your daughter is fine now," Yang Qi said with a smile. "However, because her three souls were sealed for an entire month, her body is extremely weak. She’ll need to strengthen her foundation and nourish her origins to recover gradually. I have a prescription for that. If you prepare it according to the dosage I’ve provided, she will undoubtedly recover."
Yang Qi wrote down the prescription, but instead of giving it to Zhao Xiong, he handed it to Liu Changsheng. "Dr. Liu, you will be in charge of this prescription. From this point on, everything from compounding the medicine to selecting the herbs is up to you. Can you guarantee you can handle this task?"
"Mr. Yang, rest assured! I will complete this task and not fail your great trust in me!" Liu Changsheng was nearly in tears. Yang Qi actually entrusted me with such a heavy responsibility! This is wonderful!
"Incredible!" Liu Changsheng’s grandson, Liu Yu, stared wide-eyed at Yang Qi. He had never witnessed such miraculous Medical Skills before—it was like snatching someone back from the hands of King Yan himself.
"Mr. Yang, please accept my bow once more!" Zhao Xiong knelt before Yang Qi again.
Although a man should not kneel easily, he didn’t care for the sake of his daughter. Besides, the fact that Yang Qi had saved her was undeniable.
"Mr. Yang, she is my only daughter, the apple of my eye. I will never forget that you saved her today. If you ever need me in the future, please do not hesitate to ask. I dare not make grand promises, but here in Kang City, my word still carries some weight."
Liu Changsheng, Qin Shanshui, and the others watching were deeply moved.
For someone of Zhao Xiong’s status to kneel before Yang Qi... He must be grateful from the very bottom of his heart. Yang Qi is a lucky man.
Qin Shanshui, in particular, was green with envy.
"The consultation fee," Yang Qi said, gently lifting Zhao Xiong to his feet. Zhao Xiong was astonished by the effortless strength.
He immediately prepared to transfer the money, but Yang Qi stopped him. "I have a suggestion. Could I take this Pill Furnace as payment instead? If it’s more valuable, I can pay you the difference."
"If you like it, Mr. Yang, please take it. It’s useless to me anyway," Zhao Xiong said hurriedly. "This Pill Furnace only cost two hundred thousand when I bought it, which isn’t nearly enough for the consultation fee."
"You’re an honest man, but never mind. This will do," Yang Qi said.
This Pill Furnace can increase the success rate of Alchemy by at least ten percent. It’s an absolute treasure! Forget two million, I’d pay two hundred million for it!
"That won’t do. We agreed on the fee, and it can’t be a cent less." Zhao Xiong insisted and transferred 1,800,000 to Yang Qi.
Yang Qi didn’t refuse.
More money is never a bad thing.
At that moment, Qin Shanshui and his companions tried to slip away.
"Dr. Qin, where are you off to?" Yang Qi called out with a smile. "Now that Zhao Yuman is awake, what about the promise you made to me?"
