Meanwhile, the largest health facility in the city was in chaos. All the doctors had been urgently summoned. An elderly doctor was attending to the injured man. His handsome face was now pale, his lips tinged with a purple hue from the poison spreading through his body. The bleeding from the wound had stopped, but the area around the wound, which should have been red, had turned almost black. "Your Highness, it’s the Zhendu poison," the old doctor reported with a troubled expression. If it was indeed Zhendu poison, the man wouldn’t survive until morning. "[1]Zhendu poison!" The face of a friend grew tense. Those poisoned by it could live no longer than twelve hours without the antidote and would eventually die. However, there was a possible cure. The antidote for Zhendu poison required a silver-tier rhinoceros’ horn. The horn had to be ground into a powder and mixed with Zonghe herbs and water to be drunk, which would finally neutralize the poison. "The antidote requires a silver-tier rhinoceros’ horn and Zonghe herbs, Your Highness. We have only twelve hours. If we can’t find the antidote in time, I won’t be able to save him, Your Highness," the old doctor said, feeling uneasy. Wenlang felt the weight of the situation heavily. Where could they find a silver-tier rhinoceros’ horn and the Zonghe herbs? "Find a silver-tier rhinoceros’ horn as quickly as possible. The rest of you, search for the Zonghe herbs." If they were in the capital, they could have ordered guards throughout the city to search. But here in Fengfu City, there were not many guards. With only twelve hours, how could they find a silver-tier rhinoceros horn in time? Even sending a fast horse to the capital would take too long. "Yes, Your Highness!" All the guards obeyed and set out to fulfill their tasks. They would do their utmost to find the silver-tier rhinoceros’ horn. Night had fallen, but Zhenzhu couldn’t sleep. She was worried about Brother Hao’s condition. Her small body tossed and turned for a long time until she finally got up. How could she sleep? No. She needed to go see Brother Hao. Zhenzhu quickly dressed and ran to her father’s residence. "Father! Father." Zhenzhu called for her father from outside his residence. "Zhu’er, what is it? It’s late. Why aren’t you asleep?" He Lei and Miss Wang opened the door, their faces showing alarm at their daughter’s loud calls from the front of their place. What could have happened? "Father, Mother, do you remember the story I told you about Taizi earlier this evening? The Young General has been poisoned, and I’m very worried. Father, could you please take me to see him, so I can feel at ease?" At this late hour, it wouldn’t be convenient for her to go into the city alone. He Lei was silent for a moment. "Very well, wait here. I’ll go change." He Lei, who was about to go to bed, went back to change his clothes to take his daughter into the city. Zhenzhu and He Lei hurriedly traveled to the city. At this late hour, the surroundings were dark and silent, with only occasional lanterns providing light from some houses along the way. Once they passed the city gate, they went from one health facility to another until they found that Yong Saiweihao was being treated at the largest health facility in the city. Guards stood vigilantly at the entrance, allowing no one inside. Zhenzhu and He Lei approached to enter, but a raised sword stopped them. "Brother, it’s me, Zhenzhu, who was with you this morning. Please let me in to see Brother Hao," she pleaded with the guard. However, duty was duty. When Taizi ordered no one to enter, no one could enter. "Brother, then please tell me how Brother Hao is doing," she asked since she couldn’t go inside. "The poison hasn’t been cured yet," a stoic guard said. "What! The poison still hasn’t been cured?" Zhenzhu was shocked. If the poison hadn’t been neutralized by now, what would they do? Zhenzhu grew increasingly anxious. "Why are you not letting her in? Let her in immediately," Wenlang ordered the guard upon seeing the young girl come to visit so late at night. "Thank you," Zhenzhu smiled. "Brother Lang, this is my father.” "He Lei pays respects to Taizi, Your Highness." He Lei felt extremely anxious. His daughter addressed Taizi as Brother Lang? Were they that close? "No need for formalities, Master He," Wenlang having already investigated the He family the previous day. He admired them greatly for being instrumental in making Fengfu a city with many spirit energy cultivators. "How is Brother Hao’s condition now?" Wenlang’s face looked weary, no longer as bright as before. "The poison hasn’t been cured yet. It’s the Zhendu poison, and the antidote requires a silver-tier rhinoceros’ horn and Zonghe herbs," he said heavily. "A... And where can we find a silver-tier rhinoceros’ horn?" Zhenzhu was anxious. A silver-tier rhinoceros’ horn was not easy to come by. "The Zonghe herb? I have some growing in my garden," He Lei said. Zonghe was a rare herb that he had obtained seeds for from Master Tiao. Though difficult to cultivate, it had grown well with the daily infusion of spiritual energized water. Now, it was in the stage of propagation but could still be used. "Really, Father? That’s great!" Although she regularly helped her father with planting herbs, there were many herbs she didn’t recognize. It was fortunate that her father had planted it. "We have to trouble you, Master He." "Then I will go and get it immediately, Your Highness. How much do you need?" "Two jin will suffice. Thank you, Master He." "Zhu’er, wait here for me.” He Lei hurriedly drove the carriage back to fetch the Zonghe herbs. Meanwhile, Zhenzhu continued to inquire about Yong Saiweihao’s condition. "The Zhendu poison, once it enters the body, must be neutralized within twelve hours. If not, the victim will die.” "Twelve hours! Then we only have very little time left. Since the poisoning happened in the morning, it has now been ten hours. That leaves only one two hours left. How can we possibly find a silver-tier rhinoceros’ horn in time? Silver-tier rhinoceroses are rarely seen. Even blue-tier ones are hard to come by, let alone the silver-tier." "Currently, we’re using a Two-Spirit Pill to extend his life. It will only buy us another four hours," Wenlang said, worried. The Two-Spirit Pill was a medicine the royals carried with themselves. It was so valuable that even having money could not bought. Wenlang only had one pill with himself, but he used it to prolong his friend’s life. It could sustain him for another four more hours. Zhenzhu wondered if that would be enough time to find a silver-tier rhinoceros’ horn. "Brother Lang, may I go in and see Brother Hao’s condition?" Zhenzhu followed Wenlang into the patient’s room. Three doctors were attending to the sick, and the room was filled with the scent of herbs. The handsome man lay on a wide bed, his broad chest covered with various herbs. His face now was pale, his lips dark purple, and his breathing was so shallow that she feared it might stop if she exhaled too forcefully. His condition was far worse than she had imagined. "Brother Lang, what if we can’t find the rhinoceros’ horn in time?" Zhenzhu felt a deep sadness. So Zhenzhu decided to stay and act as an assistant of the doctors, helping to grind and replace the herbs. Before long, He Lei returned, carrying a basket full of Zonghe herbs. "Doctor, we have Zonghe herbs. What should we do next?" Zhenzhu asked the three doctors. "Wash them, cut them, and then grind them into a fine paste, Miss." "Let me help," she quickly washed the herbs then cut them into small pieces before grinding them using a mortar and pestle for medicine. Zhenzhu busied herself as the doctors’ assistant, preparing the Zonghe herbs. After three hours had passed, she grew increasingly anxious. Does the rhinoceros’ horn still hadn’t arrived? Zhenzhu went to find Wenlang in another reception room, where the atmosphere was tense. The guards had returned, reporting that they still couldn’t find a silver-tier rhinoceros’ horn. What should they do? Maybe she should... use that method again. If she used it this time, her secret would no longer remain a secret. But she couldn’t let someone die when she could help. Zhenzhu thought deeply. Had they truly been unable to find the rhinoceros’ horn? "A’Zhu, what’s wrong?" Wenlang asked when he saw her deep in thought outside the room. "Brother Lang... I..." What should she do? "I have a way to help Brother Hao," she finally decided to say. "What did you say?!" Wenlang stood up, his eyes gleaming with excitement. Even a tiny bit of hope was worth grasping. "I... I need to talk to you for a bit.” "You all, leave us," Wenlang waved his hand, dismissing the guards. "Did you just say you have a way to help A’Hao?" "How? Is it dangerous?" "You have to see for yourself, Brother Lang. This method is not dangerous, but it is not a cure. It will only halt the poison in Brother Hao’s body until we can get the antidote to completely heal him. I will do my best if Brother Lang trust me, but if not, I will accept your decision.” "Are you a doctor, A’Zhu?" "Definitely not," she answered honestly. Wenlang’s face grew more tense. The rhinoceros’ horn had still not been found. If time continued to pass, A’Hao would surely die. Should they give it a try? "Alright then." Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝙣𝙚𝙩 The two walked to the room where the patient lay. "Everyone needs to leave the room," Zhenzhu whispered. "It’s up to you." Either way, once she engraved the Body Covering Character on Yong Saiweihao’s body, he would know that Yong Saiweihao’s body was engraved with character because the power of the character would emanate from the patient’s body. Wenlang ordered everyone to leave the room, including the three doctors. Zhenzhu walked to the patient’s bed, sat on the edge, and took a deep breath. This was the second time she would save a life by engraving characters. Slowly, her delicate finger traced over the strong chest. The spirit energy of the indigo-tier flowed from her fingertip. The pattern of the character was diligently created. But at that moment, the witness was stunned. She was an inscription master! He recalled the time he was gravely injured. The royal physicians had said someone had engraved a character on his body, saving his life. Even after recovering, the character’s power remained, making his body stronger. Sometimes, during training, a sword strike wouldn’t even leave a mark on his skin. However, despite searching, they never found a trace of that doctor. He never expected to find the person so easily now. He was certain it was her. Character power was unique. Whenever characters were engraved, they carried a faint aura of the engraver. This aura was unmistakable. Zhenzhu focused on engraving the Body Covering Character for Brother Hao. The character’s power gradually merged. Finally, she lifted her finger from Yong Saiweihao’s body. Huff! She exhaled deeply. Even though she was now an indigo-tier spirit energy cultivator, engraving characters on a human body still tired her out a bit. "Eh? Brother Lang, why are you looking at me like that?" When she turned back, she saw the handsome face of Shi Wenlang. His expression had changed slightly, though she couldn’t discern how. She could only sense a small shift. Was he surprised to learn she was an inscription master? "Do you engrave this kind of character often?" "Not often, just twice." The first time was when she helped an injured man near the hot springs outside the city. However, his face had been covered in mud and blood, so she didn’t know who he was or what he looked like. By now, he must have recovered. Little did Zhenzhu know that the man she saved was the one staring at her now. "Brother Lang, I just engraved a Body Covering Character on Brother Hao. The character’s power will stop the effect of the poison and sustain his life until we can find the antidote. This should last at least ten days. Do you think you can find the rhinoceros’ horn in time?" "That’s good. I hope Brother Lang can keep this a secret." "As you wish," Wenlang said, his eyes still fixed on her face. "Then I will take my leave to rest now." Having done everything she could, she was exhausted and longed to lie down on a soft mattress. Zhenzhu and He Lei walked out of the health facility towards the carriage. However, she remembered something and went inside the carriage to retrieve the Painting’s Deity. "Father, I almost forgot. I’ll take the Painting’s Deity to Taizi now," she said. Giving the painting to Taizi a day earlier could save people sooner. Zhenzhu held the painting close to her chest and walked back to the health facility. This time, the guards at the entrance of the building did not stop her. Instead, they respectfully escorted her to the reception room. "Brother Lang, I forgot to give you something." She handed him the painting. "This is the Painting’s Deity of Yushi, created by the Grandmaster Huo Bi." "The Painting’s Deity?" His sharp brows furrowed in confusion. He had heard of the Painting’s Beast but not the Painting’s Deity. Was it similar to the Painting’s Beast? He knew a little about the Deity Yushi, but not much. More surprising was that this painting was by the Grandmaster Huo Bi. When he looked at the painting, he saw the perfect balance of strokes. The man in the painting seemed to be dancing in the rain. Grandmaster Huo Bi was a white-tier grandmaster painter, famous throughout the region. His paintings were highly sought after by collectors and spirit energy cultivators alike, so their prices were very high. Some of his Painting’s Beast Paintings were worth up to 30,000 taels. "The Painting’s Deity is a painting that captures the soul of a deity. It’s similar to the Painting’s Beast, but instead of depicting beasts, it depicts deities and immortals. Grandmaster Huo Bi captured the soul of Deity Yu Shi the Rain God, who was worshipped by people in ancient times," Zhenzhu explained. "He even able to replicate the soul of a deity?" Wenlang exclaimed in astonishment. He couldn’t believe that it was possible to replicate the soul of a deity. Despite Grandmaster Huo Bi’s great skill, no grandmaster painter in the entire region or even in other regions had ever created a Painting’s Deity. However, if this painting A’Zhu handed over was indeed a Painting’s Deity, wouldn’t the Yan Region be saved from this drought? "If Brother Lang doesn’t believe me, then follow me outside," Zhenzhu led the way out of the health facility with Wenlang following. She placed the painting on the ground under the eaves. "Brother Lang, using this painting once will cost you twenty channels of spirit energy. Would you like me to demonstrate, or would you prefer to try it yourself?" She needed to be sure, as she didn’t want him to blame her later if he lost his spirit energy after trying. Wenlang thought for a moment. "I’ll try it myself." When doing something, it was best to understand it thoroughly by oneself. "Then, please channel your spirit energy into the painting," she needed him to experience it firsthand to truly understand. Wenlang did as she instructed, channeling his spirit energy into the painting. Zhenzhu was stunned when she saw the spirit energy radiating from his palm. He had already achieved the gold-tier spirit energy! Observing him, he seemed only about sixteen or seventeen years old. How could he have reached gold-tier spirit energy already? Even though he was Taizi and had access to ample resources, such talent was incredibly enviable. When the soul in the painting was activated by the spirit energy, smoke emanated from the painting and formed into a tall, muscular man. He was holding a willow branch as usual. He began to sing and dance slowly. Before long. Drip. Drip. Drip. Wenlang was shocked. Did it really make the rain fall, or was this just a coincidence? The rain soon intensified, and it seemed as if the sky had opened. The rain poured down, hitting the roof tiles with a loud roar. The soul of Yushi was dancing in the rain, and all the guards stood in stunned silence. There was a painting this powerful. Recovering from his astonishment, Wenlang asked. "A’Zhu, how did you come by Grandmaster Huo Bi’s painting?" "During the drought, my father and I were very worried that more people might die. We heard that Grandmaster Huo Bi was incredibly skilled, so with the intention of helping the people and easing His Majesty’s burden, we traveled to find Grandmaster Huo Bi and pleaded for his assistance in creating this painting.” Wenlang was deeply moved and astonished upon hearing the answer. They had thought of such a method, and more surprising was that it worked. "This painting was created using the divine power of a semi-divine beast. Therefore, it will only work for about two years before the divine power returns to the beast.” "A semi-divine beast!” Grandmaster Huo Bi even had a semi-divine beast? This was truly shocking. "Thank you and Master He. You both thought of the lives of others to such an extent." He planned to send the painting to his father to help the suffering people. If they could get through this drought, the He family and Grandmaster Huo Bi would be greatly honored. "I will quickly send a fast horse to deliver this painting to my father. Thank you, A’Zhu." "You’re welcome." She had done everything she should. Zhenzhu waited until the rain stopped before asking to return home. She was utterly exhausted this day. [17] *Zhendu poison comes from the Zhen bird, a type of bird the size of a goose with a purple body and a red beak. Its meat has a foul smell, and every part of its body is poisonous, including its feathers, flesh, and even its excrement. It is said that dipping a Zhen bird feather into liquor would instantly turn the liquor into poison. The Zhen bird love to eat venomous snakes, absorbing their venom and thus becoming poisonous itself. Read ‘Rebirth: This Farmgirl Has Spirit Fish Scales’ before anyone else with more Chapters at https://www.jinovel.com/en