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Nie Qiuyuan turned back and gave me a knowing glance, prompting me to step out from the thicket. Fu Zhifeng bowed slightly in greeting before bending down to check on his injured companion.
After a thorough examination, it was confirmed that the injured disciple from the Medicine King Pavilion was not in any mortal danger. The practitioners from the Medicine King Pavilion were all skilled in diagnosing and treating injuries, so there was no need for a divine doctor to intervene personally. A few of them worked together efficiently, extracting poison, preparing medicine, and channeling their energy in an orderly manner.
Only then did Fu Zhifeng have time to converse with us. Since we had previously delivered a prescription obtained at great risk from Silver Bell, a maid of the Medicine King Pavilion, to help cure his young master, we had earned their gratitude. Thus, he spoke candidly with us about his purpose for coming to Luoyang.
"The main force of the Medicine King Pavilion has been in Luoyang for over half a month now due to recent rumors that someone has spotted traces of the Ghost Fire Lotus in the mountains south of Luoyang City. We are here to seek this Ghost Fire Lotus."
What? Their purpose for coming to Luoyang was to search for treasure? Had our inquiries in the city led us astray?
Could it be that Mirror Gate also came to Luoyang in search of the Ghost Fire Lotus? But what exactly was this Ghost Fire Lotus?
Fu Zhifeng continued thoughtfully, "The Ghost Fire Lotus is an incredibly rare herb that appears only once every thousand years. Its petals are as black as ink, while its core is a fiery red. I have only read about it in ancient texts and have never seen it in person. According to records, if properly refined from this herb, one can create a miraculous elixir capable of reviving the dead or greatly enhancing one's abilities. Our people at the Medicine King Pavilion are deeply devoted to the art of healing; we cannot miss such an opportunity."
I felt a wave of disbelief wash over me. Was Mirror Gate truly risking everything just to find a single herb? Did it warrant such effort?
It seemed we might have been following the wrong lead. Yes, those seeking the Ghost Fire Lotus were gathering in Luhun County, but that did not necessarily mean it was Mirror Gate doing so. Perhaps Mirror Gate was concocting some other scheme within Luoyang City.
But what about Ren Pingsheng? Although our tracking had been vague, Nie Qiuyuan had also let go of tracking Butterfly during this time. I had complete faith in my husband's abilities.
So what was Ren Pingsheng doing at Baiyun Mountain?
"We have never seen the Ghost Fire Lotus either, but we learned from ancient texts collected by the Medicine King Pavilion that this lotus does not grow in fixed locations; it appears and disappears like a ghost. The ancient texts state that the Ghost Fire Lotus is attracted to poison, and to lure it out, one must use an elixir made from Extreme Yin Five Poisons. Today, we are searching for one of these poisons: the Black Gold Centipede. Unfortunately, this centipede proved formidable; we were unprepared and fell into its trap. We owe our thanks to Lord Nie for coming to our rescue; once again, the Medicine King Pavilion owes Lord Nie a debt of gratitude."
Nie Qiuyuan clasped his hands together and replied, "You flatter me; if Qiu Yuan had not intervened today, with your skills, capturing this creature would have been no trouble at all. I just wonder if my rashness in killing it might disrupt your plans."
Fu Zhifeng quickly assured him, "Not at all! As long as we can extract its venom after capturing it, its life or death is inconsequential."
We chatted for a bit longer until Nie Qiuyuan asked Fu Zhifeng if there had been any other unusual occurrences in Luoyang City recently. Fu Zhifeng thought for a moment but could not recall any other noteworthy news aside from the rumors about the Ghost Fire Lotus.
During our conversation, disciples from the Medicine King Pavilion had already dealt with the poison affecting their injured companion and had propped up the corpse of the Black Gold Centipede with tools before placing it into a large black box carried by two individuals. With someone injured, the Medicine King Pavilion would naturally cease their search for poison today; thus they helped their injured comrade up and Fu Zhifeng bowed to bid us farewell.
"There are several branches of the Medicine King Pavilion in Luoyang, with the largest one located in the center of the East Market. If you have any requests, feel free to come to this branch to find me. I, the Medicine King Pavilion, will go through fire and water without hesitation."
We quickly bowed in gratitude. However, we heard Fu Zhifeng lower his voice and say, "I wonder if you two have any friends in this forest? If not, please be cautious."
After saying this, the people from the Medicine King Pavilion took their leave.
Upon hearing Fu Zhifeng's last words, both of us felt a chill. The master of the Medicine King Pavilion was an unfathomable expert, so his perception, even if it was just intuition, must be highly accurate. He sensed that there were other powerful individuals hidden in the mountains, and that was likely true. Moreover, we could roughly guess who that person might be.
Wasn't the expert who had vanished into the mountains Ren Pingsheng?
Someone was present, their presence palpable, and this person had begun to focus on us. It wasn't just Nie Qiuyuan; even I gradually felt it too.
Who could it be?
We slipped into the forest, choosing areas with ample cover as we moved slowly forward, observing our surroundings. Nie Qiuyuan tightened her grip on my hand and whispered in my ear, "It seems... it's not him."
This "him" presumably referred to Ren Pingsheng.
Then, were there other enemies?
I looked up and was surprised to find that butterflies were fluttering all around us.
It seemed that Qiu had sensed that this hidden figure needed to be taken seriously, so without hesitation, he unleashed his unique skill to quickly flush this person out.
The butterflies danced in two colors: black and indigo. I recognized both. I knew that the Black Butterfly was used for tracking, while the blue butterflies appeared to be a type of fast-flying ice-based weapon capable of surprising attacks. Since Qiu had released the butterflies here, it likely meant that the enemy was very close.
Perhaps the enemy had discovered us and was closing in. I couldn't hear anything unusual, but I noticed Nie Qiuyuan's expression turn cold as she seemed to command several Indigo Butterflies to suddenly accelerate toward the crown of a large tree to our left.
Was it over there? I focused on the direction where the butterflies flew but suddenly heard a peculiar "crack" sound—cold and hard, like water instantly freezing into ice. Looking closely, I was startled to see that Nie Qiuyuan's butterflies had abruptly halted mid-flight among the tree branches, their bodies encased in a layer of dark blue ice before they fell to the ground with a crisp shatter.
Oh my god, could this be a Fantasy Blockbuster?
Before my mind could react, Nie Qiuyuan's figure had already soared into the air, drawing his sword. Like a ghost, he floated swiftly and instantly attacked between the trees where the enemy was located.
With a clang, weapons clashed, and one figure shot up while another descended, now appearing as two.
Qiu was dressed in black. Although his features were disguised as ordinary, his graceful posture was unmistakably striking. As he launched his attack, another figure emerged from the branches and leaves—clad in white like snow, with flowing garments that seemed ethereal. In terms of demeanor, he was not at all inferior to my male idol.
And yet, why did this figure seem so familiar?
The two figures intertwined in mid-air, and amidst the sounds of clashing metal, it was impossible to tell how many moves they exchanged in that fleeting moment. As their weapons met, they suddenly separated and gracefully landed on the ground.
My attention was entirely focused on my husband. Watching him land safely and unharmed, I finally let out a long sigh of relief. However, holding his sword and gazing ahead, Nie Qiuyuan's lips gradually curled into a smile.
I was startled and quickly turned to look at the man across from me. Dressed in flowing white garments with a white ribbon tied in his hair, he appeared exceptionally handsome—like an immortal descended from the heavens. He held a slender short knife and wore a smile that felt like a gentle spring breeze.
Ah, it's him! How could I encounter him here? Isn't this Luo Dachun?
Seeing him again, seeing him smile was a long-held wish of mine. I never expected to meet him so soon. I wondered what method he had used to conquer his Inner Demon and what kind of existence he had become to live on with that smile.
He must have buried her deep within his heart; he must have decided to live on with her in My Heart.
"Sikong, it’s only been a month, yet your skills have improved again," Nie Qiuyuan said with a smile as he looked at him.
Indeed, he had returned to Snowfall Villa; now he had reclaimed the identity of Sikong Ming.
"Snowfall Villa is a great place for martial arts training," Luo Dachun said, cutting straight to the point after discussing the past month. "What brings you here?"
Everyone relaxed as Nie Qiuyuan recounted the various events that had transpired recently—the matters concerning the Jade Balance Bureau, the Mirror Gate, Ruo Chanjuan's information, and the strange movements of the Mirror Gate. When Luo Dachun heard that Su Liche had met with misfortune, he first appeared shocked and saddened before gradually becoming enraged.
After all, since meeting at the White Horse Temple, the person with the closest relationship to Su Liche was Luo Dachun.
"Rong Fu!" Luo Dachun gritted his teeth and said slowly, "If I don't tear you to pieces, I would truly be wasting my life!"
While cursing the Mirror Gate, his expression grew increasingly serious.
"Could it be related to them again?" Luo Dachun murmured to himself.
"What relationship?" I finally managed to interject. "Brother Luo, what brings you here? Also, how have you been lately? I feel like you've lost a lot of weight. Look, your cheeks are a bit sunken! Have you not been eating well? A person is like iron, and food is like steel; no matter what, even if you don't want to, you have to force yourself to eat properly! And by the way, you haven't been sick recently, have you? Qiu Yuan has been quite busy..."
Nie Qiuyuan gently cleared his throat and tugged at me from behind. "Zhenzhen, can you ask one question at a time? You can't expect him to answer everything at once!"
Luo Dachun couldn't help but smile lightly at this, which somewhat alleviated the sorrow brought on by the recent bad news. He looked at me and replied kindly, "I'm fine; I'm holding up well. There's no need to worry."
With that, he composed himself and turned to Nie Qiuyuan, saying, "I saw you earlier but didn't recognize you until you released the butterflies. The main forces of Snowfall Villa have been in Luoyang for some time now, and indeed, quite a few things have happened recently."
"Is Snowfall Villa also here for the Ghost Fire Lotus?" I directly asked the core question.
"Ghost Fire Lotus?" Luo Dachun's face showed surprise. "What is that?"
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