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After an afternoon nap, Pei Guanjing returned alone to the Medicine Hall.
As he entered, Ye Chen was still comfortably resting in a reclining chair.
Sunlight streamed through the window, gently illuminating the young man. The fine fuzz on his face appeared particularly delicate and soft under the light, as if coated with a faint halo. His lips were slightly parted, and a suspicious transparent liquid was slowly sliding down from the corner of his mouth.
Pei Guanjing's gaze fell upon the half-open book in Ye Chen's lap. He leaned slightly forward and gently reached out to take the book. Upon opening it, he found it was the "Extraordinary Meridians and Eight Vessels" that he had previously given to Ye Chen.
Pei Guanjing quietly stood beside Ye Chen, his broad frame blocking the sunlight, causing the once bright view to turn dim and shadowy. Ye Chen's eyes, feeling the change in light, uncomfortably furrowed his brows and slowly opened his eyes.
What came into view was Pei Guanjing's tall figure, standing next to him while flipping through the book.
Ye Chen lowered his head, noticing the trace at the corner of his mouth. Feeling a bit embarrassed, he quickly raised his hand to wipe away the liquid and stood up to greet him, saying, "Master, you're here?"
"Mm." Pei Guanjing nodded slowly, leisurely closing the book and directing his gaze at Ye Chen's face. He asked, "How is your studying going? Is there anything you don't understand?"
Hmm? Wasn't Pei Guanjing supposed to test him every three days? He had just asked yesterday; why was he inquiring again today? It had only been a few days since this thick medical book came into his possession—how could he possibly finish it so quickly?
"There are still many things I don't understand," Ye Chen pondered for a moment before deciding to ask a question that had been on his mind. "The book mentions that Tian Qian and Kun Ze's Xin Xiang fluctuate with their own cycles but can be controlled by drugs to affect others."
As he spoke, Ye Chen walked over to pour a cup of tea for Pei Guanjing and continued, "If Xin Xiang is controlled by medication, will it have any effect on oneself?"
Pei Guanjing looked up at Ye Chen and calmly replied, "Naturally, there will be an effect. If such drugs are taken over a long period, it will influence one's own Xin Xiang, leading to disorder later on and making it prone to violent outbursts."
“Chaos, riot?” Ye Chen repeated these two words, his face filled with confusion.
“Simply put, under the influence of Xin Xiang, they become beings that only know… copulation,” Pei Guanjing said coldly, finishing his words before lifting his teacup and drinking it all in one go.
Ye Chen stood frozen in place, shock written all over his face. The impact was so great! No way, he absolutely did not want to become that… thing.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Chen proposed an extremely bold idea: “Then, Master, do you have any medicine that can reverse Tian Qian and Kun Ze?”
“…”
Pei Guanjing had just brought the tea to his lips when he heard this question, and his movement abruptly halted.
He slowly set down the teacup, a glimmer of curiosity flashing in his eyes as he asked, “Why do you ask that?”
“Because…” Ye Chen scratched the back of his head, forcing a smile as he explained, “Tian Qian and Kun Ze have a significant disparity in strength. I was just thinking, if some Kun Ze don’t want to be Kun Ze anymore and wish to be Tian Qian instead, would such a medicine help them? Um… I just wanted to ask, Master. I have no other intentions.”
In any era, challenging the authority of the strong by the weak is seen as provocation. After all, Pei Guanjing was also Tian Qian; even if such a medicine existed, would he really tell him? Moreover, he was currently under the identity of Zhong Yong. What benefit would there be for him to disclose this?
The young man's brows furrowed slightly; his fair porcelain-like face seemed troubled by trivial matters, and all his thoughts were clearly visible on his face.
Glancing at him, Pei Guanjing turned away and walked towards the medicine cabinet. A serene smile graced his face like a gentle breeze through bamboo as he calmly said, “Qian Kun Reversal is an act of great rebellion; the Heavenly Mandate cannot be defied.”
“Ah?” Ye Chen was taken aback. “So… does this medicine not exist?”
Hearing this, Pei Guanjing turned around and looked at him deeply, his tone firm. "Of course."
If that’s the case, if he stayed in the Military Camp for too long, it wouldn’t be long before Xin Xiang became chaotic, and a riot would break out. At that time... the chances of being killed would increase yet again.
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