Phoenix Destroyer
15. Nursing

A few days later a batch of spiritual grass had been successfully collected.

The alchemist that Jing Shubai had invited was a loose Alchemist employed by the city lord mansion.

He was a middle-aged man. With a beard that almost filled his face.

His cultivation was also at the peak of Jindan, only that his lifespan did not allow him to go any further. So he settled down in Haicheng and accepted some apprentices.

When Jing Shubai introduced the two, he explained frankly to the Alchemist that Feng Mo had no antidote. He only had a crude way to remove the poison.

Jing Shubai had reached a point where he did not care about any means to heal himself.

The Alchemist initially looked at Feng Mo suspiciously, then gave a rude snort. "I want a poison sample."

Feng Mo squinted his eyes. "Of course."

Then the two exchanged thoughts about the raw materials to be used for the medicinal bath. Because Jing Shubai's body had been consumed by the poison very quickly.

As an Alchemist employed by the City Lord mansion, she had personally taken care of Jing Shubai before, and had almost taken care of his body during this year.

All the Alchemists who came later had to communicate with him.

As the two communicated, Feng Mo could feel a clear difference between himself and the real Alchemist. But that did not prevent him from studying alchemy. He also asked the Alchemist for advice on the basics of alchemy.

"Where did you learn alchemy from?" The old alchemist with the surname Sun could not help but ask out of curiosity.

Although Feng Mo did not learn orthodox alchemy, the knowledge he had was more than foundation cultivators.

"I've only read a few books from the family library." And the rest Feng Mo got it from the inheritance.

The legacy he had obtained, after Feng Mo had broken through to the middle class, included not only some knowledge of spiritual grass but also Alchemy methods.

Feng Mo felt deep in his heart, that the legacy he had obtained was not just Cheat cultivation and Alchemy. There's a lot of other things. But he immediately restrained his heart from acting hastily.

The Alchemy Inheritance he had obtained was already large enough to be digested for a while.

Alchemist Sun could only accept Feng Mo's answer reluctantly.

A good seedling like this, it would be a pity if it only stopped at a secluded place like Haicheng. He also could not hold it for an apprentice.

After a day-long conversation overnight, it was decided the batch of spiritual grass to be used for the medicinal bath.

"Senior Jing will first condition his body with a medicinal bath. Once a day, after ten drugs, if nothing goes wrong we can move on to the next step."

"Mr Mo, you are my benefactor."

Feng Mo shook his head. "Senior Jing is polite, the medicinal bath will be handed over to Alchemist Sun. Ten days, if there is no emergency, I will cultivate behind closed doors."

Jing Shubai nodded in understanding. "At that time, the place that Master Mo ordered will be finished."

When Feng Mo returned to the room, he met Kong Li.

"Brother Kong, what about your investigation?"

Kong Li hinted to speak inside the room.

The two of them entered the room and put up restrictions so that no one would listen to their conversation.

"I've been circling the city and getting some results. This Jing Shuya despite being just an ordinary Foundation cultivator, she was famous for her deeds, and almost every ordinary family had heard of her virtue."

"What about Jing Bao? What happened to his death?"

"Jing Bao is like his mother, ever since he found out about his single spiritual root, he has become proud and swollen. He did not care if he had provoked many people.

Many local farming families have long tolerated it. If there was no protection of City Lord Jing, it was certain that he would not grow to this point.

About the death of this person, I asked secretly at the cultivator at the pier, it was said that Jing Bao brought a group of people to provoke a shark comrade.

A servant of the mansion accidentally heard that the shark leader had gained enlightenment and entered cultivation quickly. It could be imagined how Jing Bao brought death upon himself.

But the people who survived the incident, no one knows his life. People suspected that Jing Shuya had killed them. At any rate until now there were no bodies in sight."

Feng Mo took a deep breath, the cultivation world was indeed very cruel and dangerous.

There is no reason to kill someone.

You don't know if you've provoked anyone else. You may not know how you will die.

A few years of smooth life made Feng Mo slightly off guard.

"These few days Brother Kong has to be careful, if Senior Jing's poison is indeed from Jing Shuya, he will probably take some action."

"Brother Mo too."

For ten days, Feng Mo was behind closed doors.

Some people moved their hands and feet against the batch of spiritual grass. But due to vigilance and prevention, the action was successfully stopped.

The guards immediately arrested the people in silence and conducted an investigation. Other than the person on duty, no one else knew about it.

Captain An personally interrogated. When the results of the interrogation were gathered, he immediately brought it to Jing Shubai.

"People were hired without knowing its purpose, they were some cultivators who had recently arrived in Haicheng. They get a customized gate entrance token."

"so."

Jing An looked at Jing Shubai inside. "Cousin, do you still want to dodge? When Mr. Mo went out of customs, he would ask about the progress of the operation, even if the batch of spiritual grass did not lack anything, he would definitely notice it soon."

Jing Shubai was silent. "I'll take care of it myself."

When Feng Mo walked out of the closed door, Kong Li had been waiting for him with great news.

"Jing Shuya has been placed in the mansion's dungeon. He took the opportunity amidst the flurry of people to move his hands and feet on the batch of spiritual grass. I don't know what's wrong with his head, when asked he quibbled that he was asking someone else to check the recipe, I don't know who's going to kill who." Kong Li shook his head.

"Did something happen to Senior Jing?"

"No, after the medicine bath she looks better."

The two went to meet Jing Shubai.

After the medicinal bath, Jing Shubai did indeed look better than before.

His face was no longer as pale as it once was. He can also sit upright, and will not be seen falling at all times. Even if previously Jing Shubai wanted to hide his condition, others could see him easily.

"Master Mo, does my condition allow for the next step?"

"Let's see first."

Feng Mo took Jing Shubai's hand and examined his body with his consciousness.

"Senior Jing's body has been well conditioned, three days later we will proceed to the most important step."

Jing Shubai held back his excitement, and nodded solemnly. "The place that Master Mo requested has been prepared, other than Captain An and Brother Xia, no one knows where that place is.'

"Ms."

Alchemist Sun then dragged Feng Mo to look at the last batch of spiritual grass.

When extracting the cold poison, Jing Shubai would definitely feel a great pain. The spiritual grass collected in the last batch contained a bunch of spiritual grasses with strong fire attributes. To compensate for the coldness coming out of Jing Shubai's body.

As long as Feng Mo retreated, he had practiced the spell repeatedly so that his hands moved more proficiently and would not make any mistakes.

Three days later after the magic pill was successfully refined by Alchemist Sun.

Important steps in healing operations are on the agenda.

Feng Mo, Jing Shubai and Captain An appeared inside a spacious room that did not know where it was. There was no furniture in the room and it looked very empty.

"The spirit gathering formation has been installed, this place is also surrounded by protective formations. Mr. Mo can be sure there won't be anyone bothering. I'll keep it outside the room."

"Troubt Captain An."

With Jing An gone, Jing Shubai positioned himself in the eyes of the formation.

Feng Mo sat behind Jing Shubai. "Senior, when the process of removing the poison, Senior will feel tremendous pain. If senior can't bear it, take the magic pill that Alchemist Sun has refined, Alchemist Sun has refined many magic pills."

"Okay, Mr. Mo is welcome." Jing Shubai took a deep breath.

"Let's start."

Feng Mo raised both of his hands and used his consciousness to cast a spell.

Right in front of him, a spell slowly formed. To a certain point, Feng Mo placed the spell onto Jing Shubai's back.

The spell slowly spread throughout Jing Shubai's body.

Jing Shubai felt something envelop his body, and the expected pain came quickly.

It was like being stabbed by thousands of needles. He snorted in pain and gritted his teeth trying hard to endure the pain.

Feng Mo fell into concentration and paid no heed to the outside world.

While Feng Mo and Jing Shubai were behind closed doors, people gathered in Jing Shubai's room and waited.

A day has passed.

Two days.

Five days.

Ten days later there was still no news of the three. The people who waited had long since become anxious and restless.

Jing Ming could not sit still, he walked back and forth. His heart is not calm.

He wanted to do something that would distract him. Then something flashed through his mind.

"Uncle Xia, I'll be out for a while." Jing Ming went out without looking back.

The head of the Xia household had not had time to ask and Jing Ming had already disappeared behind the door.

No one knew that actually Jing Ming went to the dungeon.

Like most prisons, a gloomy atmosphere enveloped him from the first time he went down.

This dungeon was very special, no one knew except the person sitting in the position of the City Lord.

Even Jing Ming accidentally discovered it when he was a child.

And the person locked up here was none other than Jing Shuya.

Jing Ming looked at a woman whose face and hair were messy and her clothes were very dirty.

Jing Shuya has been locked up since she was caught committing a crime.

The young man smiled. "Auntie, how are you?"