"Alright, Elder Guan, where did you get the Tianshan Snow Lotus and the Chinese Knotweed from two years ago?" I subconsciously asked.
"The Tianshan Snow Lotus can be found at the peak of the Tianshan Mountain in Xinjiang, near the precipitous cliff. As for the Chinese Knotweed, it is widely distributed. Knotweed that is hundreds of years old can sometimes be found, but the thousand-year-old Chinese Knotweed is rarely found in the market. It is usually sold privately. However, I heard that a few years ago, someone dug out a thousand-year-old Chinese Knotweed from Mount Wudang. At that time, the local news also reported about it." Elder Guan nodded slightly, feeling a little guilty.
Originally, there was no hope of saving Leng Yue, but I got the Black Snake King's gallbladder. It was a glimmer of hope. However, her situation was complicated. Although Director Du's Life Continuing Pill was effective, it limited Leng Yue's cultivation base. Her current physique was no different from an ordinary person's. Aside from the Black Snake King's gallbladder, she also needed a heavenly treasure to cure her illness.
Both of these items were priceless. I didn't have much time left. Even if I took a plane there right now, if I was lucky enough to get some natural treasures, Leng Yue would already be a corpse by the time I returned.
Time was too tight. It was a race against life, and the hope of winning was very small.
Sigh, why did God treat me like this? Last night, when I heard Elder Guan's words, I thought that Leng Yue could be saved. However, I had some understanding of Chinese medicine. Elder Guan didn't lie to me. That Intestine Severing Pill already had a terrifying poison. Moreover, the antidote had been lost for many years. What we were doing now was completely touching the stones to cross the river. We were relying on our limited ability to pry into the crystallization of wisdom left by the ancient people hundreds or thousands of years ago.
In the past, I held a disdainful attitude towards prescriptions. After all, different professions are worlds apart. Only when I was truly developing the Black Mud Ointment did I realize what it meant to be wrong by a hair's breadth. As long as there was a slight difference in the ratio of ingredients or time, the effect would be completely different. Without exaggeration, in a situation where there was no prescription, even if I took the same ingredients and tried a thousand times, I would not be able to produce the exact same thing. Not to mention, I did not know the exact ingredients used.
Moreover, to a certain extent, the Life Continuing Pill also had side effects that could not be ignored. Within a day, if a reasonable cure was not found, it would also have a side effect. Unless it was absolutely necessary, it was generally not taken out. At that time, the situation was urgent, and Leng Yue's life was hanging by a thread. If not for Curator Du's generosity, she would have died.
I also made a fatal mistake. I didn't stabilize her heart meridian and blindly protected the Dantian. It could be said to be a useless move. In the field of medicine, experience was an intangible wealth, and I suffered a loss because of this.
"Little Godly Doctor, don't be disheartened. This old man will help you keep an eye out. If there are any friends who have collected these two items, I will inform you immediately!"
Actually, Elder Guan also felt guilty. If he put himself in my shoes, he would be able to understand my psychological gap.
Moreover, he had a good relationship with Director Du. When he heard that Leng Yue was Director Du's niece, he naturally had to do his best.
"Alright, Elder Guan, then I'll have to trouble you. As long as you can get them, money isn't a problem. If the other party has any conditions, feel free to mention them." I was well aware of the rarity of these two items.
"En, that's for later. This old man can't guarantee anything."
Elder Guan said helplessly. These things had already exceeded the scope of his ability. He usually dealt with ordinary people's illnesses. After all, the meridians and Dantian of a martial artist were fundamentally different from ordinary people.
After hanging up the phone, I still dealt with the Black Snake King's corpse. This thing, if I used a normal kitchen knife, it would be impossible to cut open its stomach. The layer of snake scales on the surface was simply impregnable. I suddenly thought of the Golden Snake Sword. Just like that, I dared to think and dared to do. I took it out and tried.
"Slash."
As expected, the sharpness of the Golden Snake Sword could definitely cut through iron like mud. It was invincible. The layer of snake scales was instantly cut open.
What happened next was a strange scene. The Black Snake King's corpse had been frozen at a low temperature and a layer of ice had formed over it. Its snake blood was naturally frozen as well. However, as the Golden Snake Sword cut through the snake scales, the frozen blood slowly fused into the front of the Golden Snake Sword at a speed visible to the naked eye. Oh my god, the scene in front of him was far from what the 50 cents special effects could compare to.
In less than ten seconds, the snake blood was sucked dry. At that moment, the Golden Snake Sword let out a buzzing sound and started to tremble.
Before I could react, the Golden Snake Sword broke free from my control and started to cut the Black Snake King's corpse. No, more accurately speaking, it was peeling off the snake scales on the surface.
"Creak creak."
Along with the grinding of the Golden Snake Sword, a weird sound rang out in the room. It was as if a sharp cutting machine was operating.
The snake scales that had fallen off were attached to the blade, but most of them were gathered at the hilt. This process only took two to three minutes. The snake scales on the Black Snake King's body had completely wrapped around the Golden Snake Sword. Very quickly, the snake scales flickered with spots of light. The snake scales had completely disappeared, and the previously black and swarthy Golden Snake Sword now had a strange luster.
Then, the Golden Snake Sword scuttled to my hand. When I held this sharp weapon once more, the feeling in my hand had changed. The previous Golden Snake Sword had been around for a long time, so it was heavy. After being polished by the snake scales and snake blood, it became really light and agile.
Furthermore, the rust on the sword's hilt has also been repaired. I can clearly feel the terrifying lethality contained in this sword.
This series of changes stunned me. Was this thing really just a mid-tier sharp weapon?
Based on my understanding of weapons, it is impossible for mid-grade weapons to operate on their own. When the Golden Serpent Sword encountered the Black Snake King's corpse, it was like a gluttonous child that saw delicious food. It couldn't wait to leave the embrace of an adult.
More importantly, when I held the Golden Snake Sword again, I felt a strong sense of belonging. It was as if this thing belonged to me and no one could take it away from me.
I tried to circulate some inner strength and in a blink of an eye, a few snake heads surged out. Under the condensation of my inner strength, they were extremely lifelike. Each snake head's destructive power was no weaker than a martial artist in the middle stage of negative jing.
D * mn, I nearly peed my pants. This effect was far better than what Lone Wolf could do. It was even better than Old Man Ouyang.