《Myth Beyond Heaven 》Chapter 12: Luo Kun, Hua Wanru
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"Senior, I'm begging you. Please help my father!" Yang Mengli cried agitatedly while Yang Chen lowered his head as his fists were clenching in anger.
Yun Lintian smiled faintly: "Don't worry. I have a way to detoxify it. However, I need several medicinal ingredients. I will give you a list." He then wrote something on another paper.
Both Yang siblings' faces flushed red in excitement upon hearing this. They didn't know what to say anymore. Yun Lintian in front of them was simply a reincarnation of a saint doctor. It seemed he could deal with any ailment in this world.
When Yun Lintian handed the list to Yang Mengli, the latter quickly skimmed through it and gave a reply excitedly, "We are lucky! Our Yang treasury has all of them!"
"Really, Sister!?" Yang Chen grabbed Yang Mengli's hand in elation.
"Mhm!" Yang Mengli nodded firmly.
"Well, that's good. Tomorrow you can bring all the ingredients for me. I'll concoct a pill for you… Also, don't forget about the Heavenly Yin Iron." Yun Lintian said.
"Rest assured, Senior. I will send them to you." Yang Mengli answered with a serious expression.
Yun Lintian nodded: "You should be cautious during this time. When you go back, you can eat this pill." Yun Lintian gave Yang Mengli a jade bottle and said further, "This will help you appear like you still have the poison in your body. Your enemy won't be able to detect it. As for Young Master Yang, it would be best if you never stepped out of your room before you could regain your former profound strength… My last advice is that both of you should never trust anyone in your clan."
Yang Mengli took a deep breath and replied, "Understood, Senior." She was not a fool. To poison her and her father without a trace. Undoubtedly, the culprit must be someone within the clan. She had to identify the culprit first before she could reveal anything.
"Alright, you should go back." Yun Lintian waved his hand. He was so tired and needed a rest.
"We will take our leave now. Rest well, Senior." The Yang siblings stood up, giving Yun Lintian a deep bow before they left.
When the siblings left, Yun Meilan's figure appeared in the room, staring at Yun Lintian and spoke gently, "Are you okay?"
Yun Lintian smiled weakly in reply before he fell out of the chair and faint directly. Yun Meilan quickly caught him and brought him to the bed. After confirming there was nothing wrong with Yun Lintian, she let out a sigh of relief as she muttered, "What kind of monster are you?"
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On the next morning, Yun Lintian slowly opened his eyes. He rubbed his forehead and tried to recall what was happened last night. The last thing he remembered was Yun Meilan asking him something, and his consciousness immediately blacked out afterward.
"How are you?" Yun Meilan's voice rang out from the side. She was sitting on the chair and leisurely enjoying a cup of tea.
Yun Lintian got up and asked, "How long did I sleep, Aunt Meilan?"
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"Twelve hours. It's noon now." Yun Meilan answered.
Yun Lintian stretched his body lazily and walked to the table, pouring himself a tea. He could still feel a wave of fatigue within his body.
"What are you going to do next?" Yun Meilan gave him a warm water bucket and asked.
Yun Lintian happily received the bucket and washed his face before he replied, "Set up a stall again. We have to make it as nothing happened. If my guess is correct, there should be someone staring at me all this time. It should be the conspirator behind Yang clan's incident."
Yun Meilan nodded: "You are right. I found at least two of them. One came from Yang clan; another is Luo clan's lackey."
Yun Lintian laughed slightly, "This Luo clan is probably getting nervous." Yun Lintian then stood up, "Aunt Meilan, I'm going to find something to eat now."
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After finishing his meal, Yun Lintian headed to set up the stall in the previous location once again. When he arrived, he discovered there were many people gathered around his stall. Each one of them had an eager expression on their face. It seemed his reputation had already spread throughout the city.
Yun Lintian sat on the chair and beckoned the crowd to line up. He then started to treat them one by one.
Two hours later, a commotion suddenly occurred among the onlookers because of the arrival of a group of people. Leading was a handsome young man clad in luxury white robes embroidered with a dragon pattern. His eyes were sharp, brimming with confidence.
Following him was a beautiful young girl in green clothes. Her long hair was tied neatly on the back, revealing her snow-white neck. She had an almond face, bright eyes, slender brows, and cherry lips. Every movement of her radiating a noble and delicate charm.
Behind them, there were three masculine men dressing in guard uniforms with a 'Luo' badge on their chests, showing the identities of the two in the front were not normal.
The crowd voluntarily paved a way for them as they recognized this group's identity. The three guards quickly formed into a formation, blocking people from approaching their master.
The young man saw Yun Lintian didn't pay attention to him, he took a step forward and introduced himself, "Yesterday I heard there was a miraculous doctor appeared here in our capital city. Today, I've seen you by myself. Young Doctor is really extraordinary as the rumors said. My name is Luo Kun, may I know your name?" His voice was loud, full of arrogance.
Yun Lintian retrieved the silver needles from the patient in front of him and said, "You are fine now. Go back and take a good rest."
The patient hurriedly bowed his head and quickly slipped away. Luo Kun frowned slightly upon being ignored by Yun Lintian. A moment later, he suddenly smiled and said, "Sure enough. I heard that this Young Doctor gave no one face. Looks like it's true. You sure have a character. Truly admirable!"
Yun Lintian took a sip of tea and finally took a glance at Luo Kun with a smile. He said, "I don't know what brings Young Master Luo here? From my observation, you don't seem to have any ailment."
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Just as Luo Kun was about to reply, Yun Lintian said further, "However, the young lady behind you, there is a certain poison in your body. May I know, do you want me to help you get rid of it?" His words caused the young girl to look at him in surprise. A ray of hope flashed across her eyes shortly before it dimmed down.
Luo Kun's face abruptly changed when he heard this. He glanced at the young girl behind him and turned to look at Yun Lintian with a serious expression. His eyes narrowed. "You deserve to be called a genius doctor. However, the so-called genius in my opinion is nothing. Without strength to protect themselves, they are no better than an ordinary mortal. I think you should pay more attention to your safety more from now on. After all, I don't want to see such a young talented doctor become a corpse in the following day."
Perhaps the crowds were already accustomed to Luo Kun's arrogance; they didn't surprise at all when they heard him blatantly threatening Yun Lintian like this.
Damn! the classic young master finally appeared! I thought this Luo Kun guy would be different from the typical young master. It turned out that he is a brainless kid in the end. Everything he did is exactly according to the script. Dared to threaten me? Hehe, let's see how I am going to play with you. Yun Lintian snickered inwardly.
An amused smile appeared on Yun Lintian's lips as he responded, "Thank you for reminding me, Young Master Luo… I presumed that the young lady must be Young Miss Hua Wanru, am I correct?" The young girl glanced at Luo Kun for a second before she gave a confirmed nod in reply. Yun Lintian said further, "The poison in your body is actually very easy to detoxify. You can boil five grams of thirty years old Three Leaves Lotus, ten grams of Blood Ginseng, three grams of Blue Spirit Grass, and a pinch of Essence Profound Beast's bone powders. One bowl of this, the poison in your body will be gone."
Yun Lintian was wondered in his heart… Why there are so many poisons here? Don't tell me, they don't have any other methods to harm each other? Maybe this Luo clan is proficient in poison besides spear art? Many questions appeared in his head.
Hua Wanru looked at Yun Lintian with an incredible expression. She quickly recited Yun Lintian's words in her mind without caring about the angry Luo Kun on the side.
Luo Kun's face turned red from anger. However, instantaneously, his expression returned to normal, causing Yun Lintian to raise his brows in surprise. Luo Kun suddenly laughed and said, "Hehe, Young Doctor is too kind. I heard that yesterday you gave several gold coins to many people. I don't know if you've ever followed the news recently?"
Yun Lintian looked at Luo Kun calmly without changing his expression, but there was a bad premonition in his heart.
Luo Kun dragged a smile and continued, "Last night, there are many robberies occurring around the city. All the victims were the people that received your money yesterday… Tsk, tsk, tsk, I wonder what are you thinking at that time to give them something that cost them their lives." Luo Kun suddenly patted his forehead and said with a false shocked expression, "No way! Don't tell me, you already expect this? Pretend to help people, but the reality, you sent them to death. Tsk, I must say, Doctor, you are quite insidious!"
Yun Lintian's brows creased together shortly upon hearing bad news. In fact, he'd thought of this before, but he also thought that there was no one stupid enough to challenge the city's security team. However, he had underestimated and miscalculated it. He'd overlooked a young master like Luo Kun… Undoubtedly, the death of those people was related to Luo Kun.
Yun Lintian's eyes turned sharp, "Indeed, I have already expected this to happen." His words caused a clamor among the crowd as they looked at him in disbelief.
An evil smile emerged on Luo Kun's lips. He was about to speak, but Yun Lintian suddenly interrupted him, "I thought that the security in this city is good enough to protect them, but I am wrong in the end. I have overlooked that there is indeed someone who could ignore the rules and do whatever he wanted. Even killing someone would be a simple task for him."
The onlookers were not a fool — they had figured out instantly when they hearing this. Many of them instinctively glanced at Luo Kun — the meaning in their eyes was clear, Luo Kun was without a doubt behind all of this. It was no wonder he had come to provoke Yun Lintian today. Thinking of this, everything seemed to make sense.
Luo Kun's face instantly turned unsightly. When he received the information about Yun Lintian yesterday, he had decided to bring Yun Lintian to serve Luo clan directly. However, when he thought of Yun Lintian's extremely kind and indifferent to the people from major clans, he was certain Yun Lintian would reject him. Therefore, he came up with this plan, killing every patient and using this to subdue Yun Lintian. Now his plan failed miserably. Yun Lintian did not become a subject of public anger, but he was exposed instead.
"Shut up!" Luo Kun yelled out. The crowd instantly quieted down.
Luo Kun glared at Yun Lintian with a wicked smile as he said, "It seems you can't be subdued by a little mean. Then what about using force? Capture him!" He gave an order to his three bodyguards.
Yun Lintian's eyes narrowed as his profound energy surged, preparing to engage in a battle.
"I want to see who dares to make a ruckus here in our Yang's territory!" Just as Yun Lintian about to shoot, a thunderous female voice roared out from afar.
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