40. Take Me as a Disciple (1)

Amazed by Ye Lan's bright smile, Ming Qingyu stood frozen; he stared blankly at her, deeply drawn to her.

Being here for just 15 minutes, Ye Lan felt surges of power in her infinite spiritual sea and from her holy spiritual body. She closed her eyes to concentrate, and she felt an upward movement of her spiritual stage. No wonder, students here at the Fengtian Academy could quickly promote their spiritual stage. With such a richly-endowed environment, one could not possibly be left behind.

Seeing the benefits of such spiritual energy density within the Fengtian Academy, she couldn't help but feel sorry for it.

"Don't tell me you are sorry!" Libao sensed her thoughts while eating, and couldn't withhold his taunting. "You must work hard after you come here."

"Of course, I feel sorry for it. It's such a pity seeing the spiritual energy of supreme purity goes to scums like Yu Qingqing. I am not saying that I am one of the good ones, but she is even worse! How can you stand that?" Ye Lan showed her disgust with a deep frown.

Libao was entertained by Ye Lan's facial expression. Not only Libao, but also Ming Qingyu found Ye Lan's expression delightful. Though he did not know what they were talking about, her innocent appearance and reaction had made him laugh while holding the teacup.

It was one of those wonderful times in peace- the weather couldn't be better, with the sun shining through the bamboo on to the ground.

"Brother Ming! Brother Ming!" just at this moment, someone was calling Ming Qingyu from the outside.

Disturbed by the yelling, Ming Qingyu's face did not look good. "Miss Ye, excuse me for a second."

"Well, okay." Ye Lan took a sip of tea and nodded.

Seeing Ming Qingyu's struggle between Ye Lan and the other people who were calling him, Libao looked at him, enduring her smile, delighted by his cute reaction.

"What?" Not knowing what the younger student had said to Ming Qingyu, but his words did give Ming the long face.

"Senior brother Ming, you have to go and check it out. We don't know what to do now." The younger student looked at Ming Qingyu anxiously.

"Well, you go first, and I'll catch up with you!" Ming Qingyu comforted the young student with his words. Then he turned aside to look at Ye Lan, and his heart suddenly melted.

"Fine! Senior brother, you have to hurry." After the young man urged for Ming's action, again and again, he left in haste.

"What's wrong? Is it something important?"

"Emm...Yes!" Ming Qingyu paused between his words, licked his lips, and twisted his hands. He looked tormented by the forced parting, "Indeed, my younger fellow disciples had returned from their field trip, and some of them were injured. They needed me."

"Is it serious?" Ye Lan asked lightly.

"Ah, I don't know, but I heard that they got poisoned. As for whether it is serious or not, I have to go and see for myself." Ming Qingyu said calmly. Ye Lan was impressed by his calmness and logic under this complicated situation.

"Oh!" Ye Lan just simply responded, but said nothing.

"Miss Ye, would you like to go with me?" stumped by a surefire solution, he had to choose this way. Ye Lan thought that she and Libao had nothing better to do here anyway, why not follow him to take a look. Thinking of this, she took his offer to tag along.

"Okay." Ye Lan nodded lightly. Overwhelmed with joy, Ming Qingyu also turned to Libao to ask. Of course, Libao would follow Ye Lan. Holding the pastry tray, he stood and left, disregarding faces and demeanor.

Ye Lan had no choice but to smile at Libao's action. Her indulging look, as if a mother looking at her child, had made Ming Qingyu jealous even without knowing.

There were already groups of people gathered in the hall, some of which were in bad shape, in ragged and even blooded clothes, and one of the girls standing there even cried with her sword still in hands.

A man with a pale and greyish face lay on the ground, with blood dripping from his mouth and stains all over his clothes. His injuries were so severe that he could only make a sound return with other's spiritual power as support. Just as Ming Qingyu entered the door, he was surrounded by people who saw him as their savior. "Brother Ming!" they gathered around him and called.

"Qingyu!"

"Brother Ming!" "Brother Ming!"

"Qingyu," someone appeared to be the chief disciple said with a deep frown and a concerned look on his face, "what do you think we should do now? With the medical elder absent on his herb-harvest, I am not capable of making the antidote of this poison."

"Let me take a look!" Ming Qingyu stepped forward and asked, "Send someone to locate the medical elder! Has the doctor arrived yet? Also, send someone to find the dean!"

"I have already sent people to notify the dean. He should be on his way now!" the chief disciple answered under extreme tension.

Here, it seemed that Ming Qingyu had much authority over the chief disciple, and was also more qualified to handle the situation. Without panicking, he handled the issue at hand calmly. His stable and orderly action also eased off the others and restored peace in the hall. He sure was a royal descendent, with the demeanor to handle major events.

Ming Qingyu squatted down and attended the man's wound. After checking his pulse, he frowned with shock, "This is such a weird poison."

He, too, couldn't figure it out.

"Brother Ming, how is it?"

"Brother Ming."

"Shut up. Didn't you see that Brother Ming is trying to save him? Do you think this is the right time to flirt with him?"

"You!"

"Enough! Both of you shut up! If you are going to continue your quarrel, then go outside!"

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

After checking his pulse, Ming Qingyu did not flaunt and said seriously, "I can't solve it either."

"What?"

Immediately, voices rose from the hall, "How come? I thought he was very good at treating poisons. The medical elder even praised him before."

"Uh! This..."

Instead of pretending for his own fame, he admitted his inadequacy honestly. Seeing his action, Ye Lan nodded to express her approval, "This is a person of good characters."

She always had a soft spot for people with good morals.

"Allow me." She said in just a faint voice. Her voice attracted lots of attention immediately. She had earned much attention by coming along with Ming Qingyu, and the staring she got from female students could almost poke a hole on her body literally.

"What, don't you believe me?" walking in front of Ming Qingyu, she smiled at his slightly knitted brow and said.

"No, no! Of course, I believe you. It's just," He did not finish his sentence, but Ye Lan knew his concerns, "People here are not good human beings, they won't thank you, even if you saved them. If you cannot detoxify the poison, then you will be criticized even more. Why getting yourself into this mess?" She used a smile to ease his tension and then said, "I knew what you wanted to say. Don't worry."

"No way. Who does she think she is? Why should she dare save people hastily? What if she gets our younger fellow disciple killed!"

"Yeah. She is just a young girl. How can we trust her with our brother's life?"

"Exactly. Brother Ming, you can't be fooled by this girl coming out of nowhere."

"You are right. She has nothing but a pretty face. Brother Ming, you have to be careful not to be tricked by her."

"You foolish girls. If you want to flirt with Ming Qingyu, then do so. Leave Lanbao alone!" Libao' s sharp voice caught everybody's attention, "You guys are just odd. If Ming Qingyu is that good, how can he be fooled by my girl? Idiots!"

Libao's words spoke directly to their heart and left them no room to defend themselves.

Ming Qingyu responded with his silence.

"I agreed with Libao. I have seen her skills, which are indeed better than mine. At this point, none of us knew how to help him, which leaves us no choice but to watch him die. If we have already reached the worst scenario, then why not let her try? If the younger brother dies, I will take full responsibility."

Since Ming Qingyu said so, what else can they say? If they cannot change anything, why not leave a good impression?

Rubbing her brows anxiously, Ye Lan had been through doubt for the second time within one day.

Ye Lan turned and bent down, putting a white pill into the young man's mouth. Swallowing down the pill, suddenly, the patient widely opened his eyes, and vomited out black blood, in which exist blood clots. All of a sudden, people were frightened by his scattered blood, "Oh! God! He vomited blood!"

"Is this saving or killing?"

In no time, voices rose within the crowd.

"Qingyu, this..." The chief disciple panicked. He knew Ye Lan was Ming Qingyu's guest, so he couldn't say anything but to pull Ming's sleeve quietly.

"Brother, don't panic. Her medical skills are absolutely above me. I can only check others' pulse to determine their condition, but she is able to brew and combine medicines. You just wait and see." He is not only saying these words to comfort the chief disciple, but also to everyone around here. His voice, clear but not loud, had shut everybody up. After all, it was hard to find herb brewing chemist on the Fengtian Continent. His words were just what these bystanders needed to hear, with advanced accuracy.

"When I was injured in the Forest of Beasts, it was Miss Ye who treated my poison. Why should I stop trusting her?" his words fell upon everybody on the scene, warning them that Ye Lan had saved his life once, and an insult on her would be an insult on him as well. And as a royal member of the Beiming Kingdom, an insult on him would also be considered as an insult to the entire nation. Nobody dared to do that.

When the young man was vomiting blood, Ye Lan did not hesitate; she quickly locked down his acupoints and sat behind him. An enchantment was created from Ye Lan's spiritual power, inside of which Ye Lan was trying to heal him using her internal force. She absorbed the dense spiritual energy from the environment, transformed it into her own power, then transmitted it to the young man. In this way, she could heal the injured with no harm to herself and even alleviate herself.

Using her spiritual power, she restored connections between vital organs and unblocked his meridians. After gathering all of the toxic into the elixir field, she wrapped it up with spiritual power and forced it all out. Finally, along with a mouthful of dark blood spat out on the enchantment, finally, people could see some rosy color on his face,

"Jeez! Brother, look! He vomited blood again. If he continues to vomit blood, wouldn't he bleed dry? How can you still let this woman hurt him?”

Someone was grumbling indignantly.

"If you can help him, do whatever you can; If you can't, just shut up!" some people of reason said fairly.

"Chief Brother!"