"Can it only temporarily suppress the symptoms?"
Upon hearing Mu Jinyu's words, Qiu Bai and Chen Xiuying couldn't help but be stunned, then their expressions changed.
Mu Jinyu had already proven his identity as an alchemist, and having just examined Yu Shenfeng's condition, if he said it could only be suppressed and not cured, then it was highly likely that the decades of effort they had invested were in vain.
"This…"
Their faces showed rapidly changing expressions, as they wanted to say something.
Mu Jinyu smiled faintly and casually said, "Of course, it could also be that I misjudged the situation. Let's try it first and see how it goes."
"Right, let's give it a try first."
Chen Xiuying's face looked somewhat unwell, her mind in turmoil, not knowing what to do next. Seeing Mu Jinyu suggest trying the Mysterious Yang Pill first, she could only echo his sentiment.
She prayed incessantly in her heart, hoping that Mu Jinyu was simply mistaken, and that the Mysterious Yang Pill could indeed save Yu Shenfeng.
While they were speaking, Mu Jinyu had already walked over to the Warm Jade Bed and sat down. He instructed Qiu Bai to carefully prop up Yu Shenfeng. Mu Jinyu reached out, pried open his mouth, and inserted one of the Mysterious Yang Pills.
With a "gulp", Yu Shenfeng swallowed the pill, which immediately dissolved, and Mu Jinyu said to Qiu Bai, "Hold him steady. I'll help him refine the pill's strength."
"Okay," Qiu Bai responded and quickly lifted Yu Shenfeng up, backing him against Mu Jinyu.
Mu Jinyu raised his palms and placed them on the back of Yu Shenfeng, simultaneously activating the profound mental methods of the "Green Emperor's Wood Emperor Art", starting to help Yu Shenfeng refine the power of the Mysterious Yang Pill within his body, and directing the pill's strength to clash with the strange Cold Poison inside.
"Boom!!"
Yu Shenfeng's body shuddered, followed by the medicinal power of the Mysterious Yang Pill manifesting, and with Mu Jinyu's True Essence Power circulating within, the cultivation technique he had been practicing also began to operate on its own, refining the medicinal strength.
In no time, Yu Shenfeng's pale, bloodless face began to redden, growing more flush, as if he were in a sauna. Suddenly, Yu Shenfeng opened his mouth wide and spat out a large mouthful of blood!
"Puh!!"
The blood was not bright red but a pool of blackish-brown clotted blood, which quickly congealed into clumps and emitted cold air.
Upon seeing this, both Chen Xiuying and Qiu Bai's faces lit up with a hint of joy, and hope surged within their hearts.
The Cold Poison, along with the clotted blood, had been expelled; perhaps Yu Shenfeng's Cold Poison could truly be fully cured. Maybe Mu Jinyu's initial assessment was just a misjudgment.
"Hmm..."
As a mouthful of clotted blood was expelled, Yu Shenfeng made a light moan and slowly regained consciousness.
"Master!"
"Master?!"
Hearing Yu Shenfeng's moan, Qiu Bai and Chen Xiuying both excitedly called out.
"Hmm?" Hearing the familiar call, Yu Shenfeng struggled to open his eyelids, his long eyelashes trembling, until he finally managed to open his eyes and saw Qiu Bai supporting him.
"Little Bai? Am I… not dead yet?"
Yu Shenfeng spoke weakly, with a tone of surprise.
Half a year ago, the Cold Poison in his body had become very serious; he began to drift in and out of consciousness, unable to walk. Two months ago, when the upheaval in the darkness began, he had a run-in with a ferocious demon. The demon's sinister ghost qi mingled with the Cold Poison in his body, causing a strange reaction, which led him to fall completely unconscious.
His last memory was of that terrifying demon.
Now awake, he saw no demon. The gloomy skies had also returned to normal, which seemed very strange to him.
Or perhaps he was already dead, and Qiu Bai had also been harmed by the demon?
"Master, you're all right. We invited the Dragon King from Dragon King Hall who successfully concocted the Mysterious Yang Pill. You just took it, and that's why you've awakened. How do you feel now?"
Qiu Bai hurriedly explained.
"Hmm?"
Upon hearing Qiu Bai's explanation, Yu Shenfeng also understood his meaning; it was the success of the Mysterious Yang Pill's refinement that had saved him. At that moment, he felt the two palms on his back being withdrawn.
Seeing that his Master was still somewhat bewildered, Qiu Bai supported him to turn around and lean against the head of the bed. That's when he saw Mu Jinyu and Chen Xiuying, who was standing by.
'So the pair of hands on my back just now wasn't Little Ying's, could this person be the Dragon King that Little Bai mentioned?' he thought.
Having realized this, Yu Shenfeng struggled to lean on the headboard, managing a faint smile towards Mu Jinyu, saying, "Thank you, Dragon King, for your assistance. Yuu Someone is eternally grateful…"
His voice was as smooth and gentle as jade, and coupled with his handsome face and his modest, refined demeanor, he gave off the impression of a scholarly gentleman.
But due to Yu Shenfeng's current extreme weakness and pale complexion, he looked more like a frail scholar whose Yang Energy had been significantly drained by Xiaoqian.
He had none of the aura of the second strongest in the Divine Rankings.
This was Mu Jinyu's first impression of Yu Shenfeng.
With a slight smile, Mu Jinyu said, "It's fine, I didn't save you for nothing. Your disciple has already given me the compensation. You need not worry about it. How are you feeling now?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Xiuying and Qiu Bai both tensed up, eager to know the current state of Yu Shenfeng and whether the Cold Poison had truly been eradicated from his body.
Yu Shenfeng was slightly surprised by Mu Jinyu's words, wondering what compensation Qiu Bai had given to Mu Jinyu to warrant his aid, but he didn't dwell on it, thinking to ask Qiu Bai about it later. Then he closed his eyes to sense the changes within his body.
Soon, Yu Shenfeng opened his eyes again, his smile more forced now as he said, "Not bad, the Mysterious Yang Pill is indeed a Fourth Level Elixir and has indeed made me feel much better. After I gather some strength, I should be able to walk."
"Master?!"
Chen Xiuying's face changed immediately upon hearing Yu Shenfeng's words, her heart sinking uncontrollably.
If the Mysterious Yang Pill had truly removed the Cold Poison from Yu Shenfeng, he wouldn't have had this kind of reaction. And yet he said he might be able to walk, which clearly indicated that the Cold Poison was not gone, and some still remained!
Could it be that Mu Jinyu's previous conjecture was correct, and the Mysterious Yang Pill really couldn't save Yu Shenfeng?
"Master, don't lose heart. There are still two Mysterious Yang Pills left!"
Unable to accept this reality, Chen Xiuying suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took the two remaining Mysterious Yang Pills that Mu Jinyu had set aside earlier when facilitating the medicine efficacy for Yu Shenfeng, and ran forward to stuff them into Yu Shenfeng's mouth.
Yu Shenfeng was still very weak and had no strength to resist; hardly struggling, both Mysterious Yang Pills were pushed into his mouth by Chen Xiuying.
After swallowing the pills, Yu Shenfeng looked at Chen Xiuying with a helpless and somewhat amused expression as she was visibly fraught with tension, saying, "Little Ying, what are you doing?"
"Master, these are the remaining Mysterious Yang Pills. Try refining them and see if they can completely remove the Cold Poison from your body!"
Chen Xiuying looked at Yu Shenfeng with pleading eyes.
Just as Yu Shenfeng was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed, and his complexion turned red, resembling a cooked shrimp.
He promptly closed his eyes and began to practice cultivation to refine the medicinal power of the Mysterious Yang Pills.
Half an hour later.
Yu Shenfeng opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of mixed cold and warm air, then got up from the Warm Jade Bed.
"How does Master feel now?"
Seeing that Yu Shenfeng could now walk on his own, Chen Xiuying and Qiu Bai asked excitedly.
Yu Shenfeng, with a calm expression, shook his head with a smile, "It's still no use, it doesn't matter anymore. Life and death are predestined; you all needn't worry about it."
"How can this be..."
Upon hearing Yu Shenfeng's words, Chen Xiuying's face was etched with colors of gray defeat and despair, as if the sky was about to collapse.
Having been silent up to this point, Mu Jinyu finally spoke up, "Actually, the Mysterious Yang Pill indeed can only provide symptomatic relief and not a fundamental cure, but I have a way to cure it."