Chapter 59

Qifeng wasn't just saying it casually. The next morning at breakfast, in addition to the usual milk, fried eggs, and toast, there was a shallow dish in front of Yan Yufeng, half white and half black. The white part was split snow lotus seeds, and the black part was finely chopped Ling Mountain Immortal芝 (a type of medicinal herb).

Su Meizi set the breakfast on the table and asked, "Should the medicine be taken before or after the meal?"

Qifeng scratched his face and said, "After the meal, I think." It was hard to say whether so much earth qi would affect his appetite.

Yan Yufeng poked at the "medicine" in the dish, seemingly lost in thought. It seemed that yesterday's experience still left him a bit traumatized.

Qifeng put the fried egg between the slices of toast, spread some peanut butter, and while chewing, he said mockingly, "Weren't you so eager to take the medicine yesterday? Now you know the consequences, right?"

Yan Yufeng ignored him but followed the "doctor's advice" and put the medicine aside, starting to eat his breakfast.

After a short breakfast, what had to come would come. If you didn't give up on treatment, you had to take the medicine!

Qifeng had estimated that, based on the effects in the game, one portion of snow lotus seeds contained twelve seeds, which could be split into twenty-four halves. The medicinal effect was about twice that of one portion of Ling Mountain Immortal芝. Therefore, Qifeng had Su Meizi cut a whole Ling Mountain Immortal芝 into twelve pieces and take out twelve halves of the remaining snow lotus seeds from yesterday, matching one small piece with one half of a snow lotus seed.

"Here, each time take one white and one black piece. Swallow them and wait a few minutes to see if the medicine works. If your body can handle it, then take the second portion..." This was Qifeng's treatment plan as a barefoot doctor.

Regardless of whether this treatment plan had any theoretical basis, it made some logical sense, and the effects seemed to be good: after Yan Yufeng took one portion of "white plus black," he felt a surge of energy but no discomfort.

Qifeng snapped his fingers, "More medicine!" In less than half an hour, Yan Yufeng had eaten half of the small dish in front of him and had to stop. Yan Yufeng hadn't practiced any internal arts or immortal techniques, and the overly potent earth qi made him feel as if his soul was about to break free.

Then, Su Meizi helped Yan Yufeng remove the old Black Jade Continuity Ointment with a warm, damp towel and applied a new layer. Qifeng, seeing the damp towel thrown into the trash, couldn't help but criticize the two second-generation rich kids for being wasteful. If someone were to scrape off the black ointment from the towel and roll it into small pills, it might even bring the dead back to life. Yan Xiaoge's knee wasn't healing because it couldn't absorb enough of the medicine, not because the medicine wasn't potent enough.

Finally, they wrapped his knee with gauze, and the treatment was complete. According to Yan Xiaoge's description, he could clearly feel the coolness from the ointment being continuously drawn into his knee, rather than passively waiting for the medicine to seep in.

After the treatment, the three of them sat in the living room watching TV. Actually, there wasn't much to watch, and Qifeng was just lying on the sofa, resting, while checking game plane information on his phone. After his last interference in the Immortal Sword plane, who knew what it had turned into. It was better to be well-prepared.

By the way, the high-level armor he had custom-ordered would be delivered in a few days. Based on his experience with the enemy at Dr. Han's house, the high-level equipment in Immortal Sword was extremely powerful. A small piece of the Mirror of Heaven and Earth had a crushing effect, far better than the Dragon Elephant Bodhimanda he had practiced (eaten) to the third level. Qifeng even wondered if he had lost money by spending 100,000 on the secret manual. With the new equipment, even as a beginner, he could probably reverse the tide with a set of celestial silk armor, a Mirror of Heaven and Earth, and a Ghost Tooth saber.

"Cough, cough, no weapon determinism! Weapons are an important factor in war, but not the decisive factor. The decisive factor is people, not things!"

Qifeng quickly used the classic teachings of the founding ancestor to correct his mindset. Dangerous, this kind of laziness must not be allowed to grow! Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to continue practicing. After all, you can't take anything with you when you die, only your skills. Uh? But there was an item slot function, so game items could be carried... See, laziness is so terrifying, it always finds a way to lead you astray.

Qifeng was lost in thought, while Su Meizi was engrossed in a drama, and Yan Xiaoge was practicing upper body strength with a 20-kilogram dumbbell. The main purpose was to consume the medicinal power.

With all the potent medicines, his leg injury hadn't healed, but Yan Xiaoge felt like he had endless energy. He did twenty reps per set, switching hands, without resting, for two whole episodes (plus ads). No muscle strain? No way! Every tiny injury to his muscles and tendons was instantly repaired by the medicinal power.

"I feel... the dumbbell is getting... lighter?"

Of course. The principle of muscle training is to deliberately damage muscle fibers, and the new fibers that grow are thicker and stronger, thus increasing strength. Normally, this repair process takes a few days, but now it was compressed to an instant.

"It's not just getting lighter, it is lighter!" Qifeng didn't even need to turn his head to sense the astonishingly strong qi and blood coursing through Yan Xiaoge's arms, reinforcing his muscles.

Yan Xiaoge, being a quasi-professional athlete, understood the situation and was a bit conflicted. "Isn't this like taking performance-enhancing drugs?"

This was a complex issue. Qifeng thought for a moment and said, "Not exactly. These are tonics. If you only take the medicine without training, there won't be any strengthening effect, and the effects will fade once the medicine wears off. At most, it's like an enhancer for training effects."

Yan Yufeng shook his head, put down the dumbbell, and rubbed his knee. "Is there any medicine that can target specific areas? I feel my knee is almost healed, but the ligaments and tendons need more strength."

"There is!" Qifeng sat up straight. "But I'm afraid you won't accept it."

"Can't accept it?" Su Meizi was curious. "Is it stronger than these two? Can't Yan just take less?"

Qifeng said, "Heh... it's not taken orally. It's actually an injection. Are you sure you want me to bring it out?"

"An injection?" Su Meizi was even more curious. "Ancient Chinese medicine has injections? I've never heard of that! Bring it out."

Qifeng smiled, "Don't be scared." He then took out a Blood Silk Worm from his item slot, which had been fed with the essence blood of the Baimo Sect assassin. It was now twice its original size and bright red.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Sure enough, Su Meizi, who was over three feet tall, slipped behind Yan Yufeng, her voice trembling. "Qifeng, are you trying to kill me?"

Qifeng laughed, delighted at his prank, and then got up, serious. "This is it! Family heirloom targeted treatment needle! Where it hurts, it bites!"

Yan Yufeng, being a man, wasn't too afraid of insects, but the bright red color was a bit unsettling. "This... your family's medical skills... your ancestors weren't from the Yunnan region, were they?"

Qifeng nodded in approval. "You have good eyes! Although our family's medical skills are diverse, this one is indeed from Yunnan. Don't guess wildly; it was indeed considered witchcraft in the past, but I'm sure the treatment effect is excellent."

Of course, it wouldn't be wrong. The assassins sent by the Baimo Sect, regardless of their rank, were no amateurs, having trained for at least a dozen years. The essence blood in this Blood Silk Worm was worth at least a year of cultivation.

Yan Yufeng stared at the worm for a while, then steeled himself. "Go ahead!"

Su Meizi widened her eyes and shook his arm. "Don't, Yan."

Qifeng shook his head. "Don't make it sound like you're going to the execution ground. Do you think this is easy to come by? This one is much more precious than the other two." The Blood Silk Worm wasn't too expensive, but finding a skilled practitioner willing to let it feed on their blood was another matter.

Yan Yufeng insisted, peeled off the bandage, and Qifeng placed the Blood Silk Worm on his knee. The worm, which had been inactive, suddenly bit down and stayed there. Only Qifeng could feel the astonishing qi and blood being forcefully injected through the small wound.

Yan Yufeng, reacting like a knee-jerk, stood up immediately, scaring Su Meizi. This effect was too shocking!

Qifeng was also surprised. Although he thought the Blood Silk Worm might be effective, its level was still lower than that of the snow lotus seeds. It seemed that the game store's items couldn't be understood by rigid numbers.

Yan Yufeng walked a few steps in surprise, then suddenly felt a sticky sensation on his lips. He touched it and found a patch of fresh red.

Qifeng covered his face. "Yan, are you that weak? This is too much."

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