Chapter 54

On the other side of the rooftop,

Two martial arts experts were fighting fiercely, and even the scorching sun in the sky could not dampen their determination to fight to the death.

After some thought, Song Shuhang did not immediately step forward.

He waited for a while until the epic battle between the experts was nearing its end. Especially the male expert, who was clearly about to unleash a big move—the New Armstrong Spiral Armstrong Cannon!

"This is the moment!" Song Shuhang seized the opportunity, revealing half of his body, and greeted the two experts in clear and round Mandarin: "Hi, you two!"

Crack...

This sudden sound was like a bucket of cold water poured over the heads of the two martial arts experts.

Especially the male expert, who felt his heart rate increase tenfold, almost leaping out of his chest! He stiffly turned his head and stared at the spot where Song Shuhang was.

Then, when he realized the intruder was a frail student and not a dormitory teacher, his face turned fierce, and he clenched his fists—any man would be furious at this moment.

"I know, it's very exciting to be seen during a big battle, I've heard it all. So, don't thank me, I'm just Lei Feng." Song Shuhang waved his hand, looking enthusiastic: "By the way, remember to lock the rooftop later. Otherwise... it wouldn't be good if the dormitory teacher finds out."

With that, Song Shuhang left the rooftop in a leisurely manner and returned to his dormitory.

Leaving behind the two people, who were unsure whether to cry, laugh, or be angry.

"Today, I did a good deed... fulfilling the wishes of two people, what a wonderful day." Song Shuhang felt happy and satisfied.

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'From joy to sorrow' is a Chinese idiom, originating from the "Huainanzi: Dao Ying Xun": When things are at their peak, they decline; when joy reaches its peak, sorrow follows.

It means that when a person is extremely happy, something that makes them cry and feel extremely sad suddenly happens.

Example: Someone won a ten million yuan prize, after tax, and was very happy! Then, an hour later, they found out they had terminal cancer and would die by the end of the night, feeling extremely sad. The tears of sorrow were enough to flood the entire world.

After helping the couple on the rooftop, Song Shuhang felt very happy and satisfied.

But when he opened the door to his dormitory, he saw a woman in a medical white coat sitting on his bed. She was a beautiful woman with a good temperament, and her figure was excellent, with long, straight, and powerful legs that even ordinary white casual pants couldn't hide.

She was flipping through Song Shuhang's notebook, which recorded the thirty ordinary herbs for the 'simplified body-tempering liquid,' with a slightly furrowed brow.

"Sister Yaya, why are you at our school?" Song Shuhang's sweat immediately poured down his forehead, unstoppable.

This woman in the medical white coat was Song Shuhang's uncle's precious daughter, Zhao Yaya. When Song Shuhang started university last semester, she replaced Song's mother and brought him to Jiangnan University City. Therefore, she had the key to Song Shuhang's dormitory and could enter freely.

Zhao Yaya was the sister who, after seeing the 'simplified body-tempering liquid,' copied the names of the herbs and asked her to help identify them. However, Zhao Yaya never replied to Song Shuhang online, and with his recent focus on 'cultivation' and 'body-tempering liquid,' he had temporarily forgotten about her.

He didn't expect Zhao Yaya to not reply online and instead come to find him in person?

This was meeting the wrong person at the wrong time and place.

One must not be too happy, as extreme happiness can easily lead to sorrow.

Zhao Yaya lifted her head, her beautiful phoenix eyes scanning Song Shuhang.

Because she studied medicine, she rarely wore makeup, as it could affect her surgical work. But even without makeup, she was still a beauty above the average.

Coincidentally, Song Shuhang was in a weak period due to the 'True Self Meditation Sutra.'

"Pale face, weak breath, no wonder you are looking for such a chaotic and potent medicinal formula." Zhao Yaya frowned and closed the notebook: "Shuhang, you shouldn't take medicine recklessly. All the herbs in this formula are potent, and when mixed together, their power is indescribable. Moreover, all medicines have some toxicity, and when mixed together, they might become highly toxic. Taking this medicine is like courting death! If you are sick, you should see a doctor!"

At this moment, Song Shuhang's heart was racing. The effects of the 'True Self Meditation Sutra' had not yet worn off, making his face appear pale. He didn't expect that combining the 'simplified body-tempering liquid' formula would lead to Zhao Yaya's misunderstanding.

He had to explain immediately; otherwise, it would be like getting mud in his pants, and it would be hard to explain. If his mother found out, she would definitely take him to the hospital!

Oh... perhaps it wasn't a misunderstanding, as he had already taken the 'body-tempering liquid' and was courting death.

But no matter what, he had to cover it up now.

"Cough, Sister Yaya, it's not what you think. The formula... is actually like this!" Song Shuhang's mind raced, trying to organize his words.

Before confirming the existence of 'cultivation,' he could have directly explained to Zhao Yaya: This is a formula concocted by a group of fantasy-obsessed teenagers, and he was worried that these cute and innocent patients might become incurable after taking the medicine, so he asked Zhao Yaya to identify it.

But now, those fantasy-obsessed teenagers had transformed into genuine cultivators. Song Shuhang felt embarrassed to use the first explanation, as he was about to become one of those 'cultivators' himself. He couldn't classify himself as a fantasy-obsessed patient, could he?

"Go on, I'm listening." Zhao Yaya raised an eyebrow, crossing her legs and staring at Song Shuhang. She knew Song Shuhang very well, and from a young age, she could tell if he was lying just by looking at him.

Because of this 'superpower,' Song Shuhang's lies were often exposed when he did something wrong as a child. However, she rarely exposed his lies in front of his parents.

Otherwise, Song Shuhang would have experienced countless single and mixed doubles matches as a child!

This was one of the reasons why Song Shuhang was particularly close to Zhao Yaya as a child, as she was a sister who would cover for him.

"It's like this, recently, I was unexpectedly added to a group. I swear, at that time, I didn't know anyone in the group." Song Shuhang knew it was hard to lie to Zhao Yaya, so he could only conceal part of the truth: "Then, the members of the group were a bit strange, and I guessed they had read too many fantasy novels."

This was his initial guess, but now, he had confirmed that they were genuine 'cultivators.'

"Later, someone in the group posted a formula, which is the one you have. Besides these formulas, there were many other herbs I couldn't find online, with very fantastical names."

Even now, he still didn't know what some of these herbs were or what effects they had, and names like 'Morning Dew Mystic Grass' were indeed very peculiar.

"At the time, I was worried that they might become incurable after taking the medicine, so I copied down the herbs I could find online and wanted to ask you to help me find someone to check them. If the medicine would kill people when boiled together, I would try to persuade the group members before leaving the group. That's it." Song Shuhang shrugged.

Yes, he wasn't lying; that was his initial thought and intention.