Don’t fear the enemy’s smiling grin—fear the divine doctor’s furrowed brows!
When the doctor treating you looks displeased, you should prepare for the worst!
Lü Hengqian felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly asked, “Divine doctor, how bad is it?”
Ye Yu sighed.
“You must have offended someone deeply, or they wouldn’t have paid such a price to kill you. The ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ ten days I mentioned was under normal circumstances. Yours, however, is an exception. If I hadn’t just helped you regulate your qi, your bleeding would never have stopped until you perished miserably. Now go— I can’t heal you!”
This tactic of retreating to advance was something Ye Yu had learned from books as a child. When someone wavers, cutting off their last resort always rattles them.
Sure enough, upon hearing Ye Yu refused to treat him, Lü Hengqian panicked. “No, divine doctor— how can you refuse to heal me? Name your price— divine arts, is it? Fine! No problem!”
At the brink of life and death, what are divine arts? Lü Hengqian quickly drew a palm-sized jade slip from his storage ring and explained, “Divine doctor, this comes from Jiyue Pavilion. If you inject divine power into it, you can learn the art. Most importantly, it won’t interfere with your own Dao—no worries at all!”
At these words, Ye Yu couldn’t help raising an eyebrow. He’d been in the Divine Realm a while. Gu Ji had told him about many Divine Realm affairs, including the great Divine Alliances—like mortal sects and celestial immortal gates. Though few in number, each Alliance boasted ancient lineage and unfathomable power. Any ordinary god who clashed with them would surely die. Gu Ji had warned him repeatedly to keep his distance. She had named several Alliances, including Jiyue Pavilion.
Hearing the name again jogged Ye Yu’s memory. He didn’t take the jade slip but asked, “Are you from Jiyue Pavilion?”
“Divine doctor, whether I’m from Jiyue Pavilion doesn’t matter—what matters is I want to live!”
Lü Hengqian didn’t answer directly, which meant he wasn’t from Jiyue Pavilion. So the jade slip must have dubious origins. But Ye Yu didn’t care. One seeks fortune amid peril; those who hesitate get nothing.
Yet to maximize benefit, Ye Yu didn’t immediately accept. Instead he turned and said, “As I said, you must have offended someone who spent a huge price to poison you with a potent toxin. If I forcibly purge it, I’d surely consume soul power. A real dilemma!”


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