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The three of them began to prepare separately. Ling Zhu gazed for a long time at Xiang Xueer, who lay unconscious on the bed. Just as she was about to step forward, she was stopped by Platypus. "What do you want to do? You wicked woman, I won't let you harm my sister!"
Ling Zhu furrowed her brows, seemingly lost in thought. She glanced at Platypus but said nothing and turned to leave.
As night fell...
At the entrance of Underground City, Red and Green, the two guards, were sprawled out asleep. Lan Ran Qingtian dashed over and swiftly knocked them both out with two quick slaps.
Finally, they successfully emerged from Underground City and brought Xiang Xueer back to a nearby inn in a place called Chaoxia Village, where they temporarily settled down.
Thus, Li Yunyang, Lan Ran Qingtian, and Lian Cheng Xue began searching for renowned doctors to treat Xiang Xueer, while Ling Zhu and Platypus stayed behind in the inn to care for her.
Three days passed, and they had nearly exhausted all the famous doctors in the vicinity. Each one that came shook their head or simply said, "Prepare for her funeral."
"What should we do?" Lian Cheng Xue said with a worried frown. Xiang Xueer had been unconscious for three days with no signs of improvement. They had tried many kinds of medicine, but none were effective; the Miasma in her body remained.
"Damn it!" Li Yunyang finally couldn't hold back any longer and slammed his fist on the table. "The human body can't withstand this kind of Miasma. Even if Dead Girl is quite resilient, she can only last at most seven days. If this continues, she will definitely die!"
Seven days? That's right. An ordinary human affected by Miasma would typically perish within three to four days. Shirley's constitution and willpower were already considered strong; at most she could last seven days. Now three days had already passed—time was running out.
The atmosphere in the room turned extremely cold. Ling Zhu stood silently aside, observing everyone's expressions when she suddenly spoke up: "It seems that ordinary doctors cannot treat my sister's Miasma poison."
"Cough cough cough!" Platypus, who was leaning on the table, immediately jumped up upon hearing this and pointed at Ling Zhu, angrily shouting, "Hey, you wicked woman! You wish for my sister to die so you can take her place!"
"Wait!" Lan Ran Qingtian quickly interrupted their conversation. A hopeful expression suddenly appeared on his face as he grabbed Ling Zhu's hand. "What you just said reminded me! Oh my god, I must have been out of my mind to forget about this."
"What is it? Qingtian, what did you think of?" Li Yunyang turned to look at everyone and slowly said, "Since ordinary doctors can't solve this problem, then there is only one person in this world who can save her!"
Li Yunyang heard this and immediately walked over, anxiously asking, "Stop keeping me in suspense, quickly tell me who can save her."
"That would be the one known as Holy Ten Exorcists, the second one: Gu Liu Ma." Lan Ran Qingtian stroked his chin, trying hard to recall, "In the Exorcist world, he is known as a divine doctor. If we can find him, the poison of Shirley's Miasma can surely be cured!"
The second of the Holy Ten Exorcists, second only to Li Yunyang's master Feng Qingyang. However, with the vastness of Izumo Kingdom, where could they possibly find this divine doctor?
The three men exchanged glances: "It seems we can only inquire at the Exorcist dedicated Waystation!"
"Waystation? What's that for? Is it a place to rest?" Platypus looked at the three with confusion. Li Yunyang stared at it for a long time, then glanced sideways at Ling Zhu. He stepped forward, grabbed it by the neck, and left the inn.
"Hey, what are you doing? Why are you grabbing me?" Platypus shouted in panic, its four legs flailing about. Li Yunyang dragged it to the backyard and leaped onto the roof of the inn.
He sat there calmly, looking up at the moon: "Duck, I have something very important to entrust to you!"
"Ah?" Platypus looked at his serious expression and immediately frowned, asking, "What is it? Did my sister just faint, and now you want to take revenge on me, your new favorite?"
"What nonsense! What are you thinking about, you Duck?" Li Yunyang punched it lightly in annoyance and patiently said, "The three of us are going out to find Gu Liu Ma, so only you and Ling Zhu will be left in the inn. Remember, while we're gone, no matter what happens, you must protect Dead Girl."
Hearing this, Duck covered its head and jumped up three feet high: "Wow, you Dead Blackie, if you're asking me to protect my sister, can't you at least be a bit more polite?"
Li Yunyang was almost infuriated by it. Suddenly, that Duck's expression darkened as it slapped its chest: "Don't worry! Even if you idiot didn't say anything, I will definitely protect my sister!"
"Oh?" Seeing its expression—always fleeing when danger approached yet acting so grandiose—Li Yunyang wondered if this guy had any sense of integrity.
"Sigh!" He sighed and then patted Duck on the head: "Although Ling Zhu is also here, I still trust you more, Duck. You must remember that before we return, even if it costs you your life, you have to protect Shirley. If anything happens to her while I'm gone, I won't let you off!"
Faced with Li Yunyang's heavy trust, Platypus felt for the first time how important it was to be crucial at critical moments. It nodded earnestly and said, "Don't worry, I will protect her with my life!"
That night, Li Yunyang arrived at Xiang Xueer's bedside. She was still deeply asleep, her breathing heavy and beads of sweat on her forehead indicating that she was battling Miasma.
"Don't worry, I will definitely save you! Wait for me to come back!" Li Yunyang held her hand, which felt very cold. If it weren't for his pitiful pride, he would have gone to find her sooner; she wouldn't have ended up like this. It was all his fault.
He blamed himself for the situation. If he had gone to Moon City with Xiang Xueer back then, perhaps the outcome would have been different.
"Brother Li, we need to set off immediately!" Lan Ran Qingtian stood at the door, having packed his belongings. Li Yunyang stood up, touched her forehead quickly, and hurried out.
Qingtian stood at the door, looking at the unconscious Xiang Xueer from a distance. He felt an indescribable emotion—was it sour or bitter? More than anything, it was worry. This woman had long become an indelible presence in his life.
The sound of galloping hooves echoed on the road as Lan Ran Qingtian checked the map. The nearest Exorcist Station was at Black Wind Stronghold, a hundred miles south. If they traveled through the night, they should arrive by dawn.
In ancient times, Exorcist Stations were usually gathering places for Exorcists. They contained a wealth of information: one part provided jobs and employers for Exorcists, while another allowed those willing to pay to buy insider news about various factions, including how many concubines the emperor had.
The three arrived at Black Wind Stronghold in the early morning. There weren't many people around yet; a few drunks leaned against the tavern door, likely some disheveled Exorcists who had been unable to find work for years.
"Waystation," Li Yunyang said as he stood in front of a dilapidated little shop and turned to Lan Ran Qingtian and Lian Cheng Xue beside him. "I found it!"
"Wow, it's so rundown!" Lian Cheng Xue stared at the shabby door and the spider webs continuously falling from above. "Are you sure this place will have the information we want?"
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