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Liu Rou closed her eyes, relaxing her mind. A clear aura emanated from her, causing the surrounding flowerbeds and the lotus leaves in the lake to flourish and grow wildly in an instant. Moments later, Liu Rou opened her eyes and shook her head at Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang reached out to touch Liu Rou's long hair, comforting her that there was no need to worry.
"Haha, my young friends, since there is no cure for my illness, I might as well accept my fate. Today, having the fortune to meet two exceptionally talented individuals is the happiest moment of my life; it makes this existence worthwhile."
"Uncle..." Zhao Yang nearly let it slip, glancing around before continuing, "What do you mean by that? As long as you are willing to repent, there is no one I cannot save. You see, I am a good young man myself. I’ve heard you have a daughter; if I save you, I can also help resolve any conflict between you and your daughter. Why not let her become my wife?"
King Yu laughed heartily and said, "Very well! If you can truly save me, what harm is there in my daughter marrying you?" However, he suddenly hesitated and added, "But that depends on whether my daughter is willing and whether you have the charm to win her over. After all, I owe her so much."
"You can rest assured about that, Father-in-law!" Zhao Yang cheerfully called him Father-in-law, ignoring Liu Rou's pouting expression beside him. He held Liu Rou's delicate hand tightly behind his back in a rather domineering manner.
Zhao Yang reached into his robe and pulled out an item from his Cosmic Bag. Instantly, the entire King Yu's Mansion was enveloped in a soft golden light, dimming the stars above. King Yu was taken aback, and even Liu Rou gasped in surprise.
"What is this? The Ginseng Doll, ranked first among ancient medicinal herbs?" King Yu seemed uncertain.
Holy Medicine had always been a precious resource sought after by cultivators for refining Holy Dan to enhance their cultivation and eliminate impurities from their bodies. Some could even dispel demonic influences, making the body ethereal and closer to the Dao.
While there were many top-tier Holy Medicines in the cultivation world, only one dared to claim the title of the first Holy Medicine: the Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King, known as the Ginseng Doll.
The Ginseng Doll possessed spiritual awareness and pure thoughts with astonishing medicinal effects capable of reviving the dead. As long as a cultivator had even a breath left, the Ginseng Doll could bring them back to life; it was an unparalleled Holy Medicine that approached resurrection.
Once the Ginseng Doll appeared in the world, it would undoubtedly cause a tremendous stir. No one knew where it came from; they only knew that one appeared approximately every ten thousand years and was always associated with the most outstanding cultivators of the time to ensure their survival.
However, many ancient beings who could not ascend began researching methods to preserve themselves at the bottom of ancient spirit pools or within spirit stones before dying. This allowed them to hold onto their last breath for ten thousand years. Once the Ginseng Doll emerged and awakened in the world, its powerful life essence would rouse them from their slumber and incite fierce competition among them for possession of it.
The time for the struggle must be within ten years, as their lives are far too ancient and should have turned to dust long ago. Forcing their existence into the future disrupts the order of the human realm, and they will be eroded by the passage of time. No matter how high their cultivation, they will quickly decay. Therefore, they must find the owner of the Ginseng Doll as quickly as possible, kill them, and seize the Ginseng Doll.
The Ginseng Doll can restore their youth, even for those whose lives are nearly extinguished.
One must understand that a being who has lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years has already reached near-immortal cultivation; they simply lack lifespan. If they obtain the Ginseng Doll, they could become Immortal within a day.
Zhao Yang had initially picked this sleeping Ginseng Doll from the Heavenly Tree. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He had thought it was merely one of the Holy Medicines, specifically a Ginseng Fruit. However, one deep night, he heard a cry. He assumed that all Holy Medicines had some form of spirit and paid it no mind. Eventually, he recalled tales about human dolls from the One Hundred Thousand Volumes of Books. However, with so many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures on him, particularly the Spirit Pearl which he valued most, he did not take the Ginseng Doll seriously. Besides, there were not many in the world who could harm him, so he kept nurturing the Ginseng Doll in his Cosmic Bag without realizing that it could awaken an Old Monster that had been asleep for millions of years.
At this moment, Zhao Yang took it out to treat King Yu's injuries but was shocked to find that this doll had arms and legs; it flailed its arms and kicked its legs while making “yi ya” sounds.
"What the hell!" Zhao Yang exclaimed in surprise and kicked the Ginseng Doll away. He was a tough person; originally, he intended to use the Ginseng Doll as a snack with a few acquaintances during his leisure time. With the Spirit Pearl in his possession, he was not worried about finding Holy Medicine. But now that the Ginseng Doll had awakened and acted like a child, if it weren't for its skin and appearance being somewhat different from humans—with ginseng tendrils on its head—he might have been mistaken for having a child.
"Don't let it escape! The Ginseng Doll dissolves into the earth and vanishes!" King Yu reminded him. The Ginseng Doll was born with extraordinary earth-moving abilities. Just as he was about to grab it, Zhao Yang stopped King Yu and said, "Uncle, don't rush; it doesn't want to run."
After being kicked to the ground by Zhao Yang, the Ginseng Doll looked somewhat frightened and hopped behind a rock formation, peeking at Zhao Yang with its big eyes blinking.
"Hurry up and come here!" Zhao Yang pretended to be angry and scolded.
"Woo woo." The Ginseng Doll retreated like a little one caught in a room inspection.
"Brother Zhao Yang, don't scare it," Liu Rou said softly. A green Willow Branch appeared before the Ginseng Doll out of thin air. The Ginseng Doll first backed away but then tentatively reached out its small hand to touch Liu Rou's Willow Branch.
"Giggle." The Ginseng Doll let out a soft laugh.
The Willow Branch brushed against the little face of the Ginseng Doll, which looked very comfortable and happy. It held onto the Willow Branch with its small hand and slowly walked toward Liu Rou.
"Ungrateful old man, even my wife dares to have ideas about you!" Zhao Yang exclaimed as he grabbed the Ginseng Doll, pulling aside the green leaves that covered its belly. "Oh, look at this, it's even got a little something down there. Do ginseng plants have genders?"
The Ginseng Doll struggled in Zhao Yang's grasp, its tiny hands covering its private parts, seemingly embarrassed.
The three of them were amused by the old man's antics.
"It looks so much like a person, how can it eat? It's giving me a headache," Zhao Yang muttered under his breath as he reached to pinch the Ginseng Doll's finger. "I'll just take one of your fingers to save my future father-in-law. You can grow it back, right?"
"Woo woo..." The Ginseng Doll began to cry, and Liu Rou quickly snatched it away, holding it close to her chest. Pouting her lips, she looked at Zhao Yang and pleaded, "Zhao Yang brother, you can't eat the Ginseng Doll."
"It's just one finger! Look at it; it's a plant type, so it should be able to grow back. Otherwise, how will we save the old man?" Zhao Yang said, feeling a bit conflicted.
"Woo woo, eek!" The Ginseng Doll nestled into Liu Rou's embrace and whimpered softly.
"It says it can heal the old man," Liu Rou explained.
"Right! I almost forgot that my Rouer can understand what these old men are saying," Zhao Yang said, suddenly reminded of Little Nine. Back when he was in a state between life and death, Little Nine had stuffed who knows how many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures into his mouth. In the end, when he didn't wake up, Little Nine had left in sorrow.
Seeing Zhao Yang lost in thought, Liu Rou leaned against his shoulder and said, "Zhao Yang brother, you must be thinking of Little Nine."
Little Nine had been unwaveringly loyal and had cried day and night; even Liu Rou was deeply moved by its devotion.
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