Chapter 420: Chapter 290: No Cure to Be Found
These black fogs have suddenly shrouded the Xixia Plain within a few days.
Wherever the black fog passes, all the plants wither away, and the livestock die from diseases, even the villagers themselves fall ill one after another.
Many villagers lost their sanity, acting like wild beasts, eating raw meat, and failing to recognize even their own kin.
The villagers sought help from nearby cities, but the doctors and Alchemists sent from the cities could not cure these strange diseases.
What’s worse, even the water sources have shown signs of being contaminated by the black fog.
The villagers in the village dared not drink water indiscriminately any longer.
"What Alchemist Mansion? We’re not those useless Alchemists, we are from Three-Life Valley." Luo Song showed a look of disgust when he saw these dirty and poor villagers.
The villagers had never heard of Three-Life Valley, and upon hearing that the visitors weren’t from the Alchemist Mansion, they didn’t say another word and started driving them out.
"We only trust the people from the Alchemist Mansion. It’s said that earlier, the disease in the Pastoral Village was cured by the Alchemist Mansion." These simple villagers greatly respected the people of the Alchemist Mansion, and seeing the visitors speak rudely and insult the Alchemist Mansion, they became angry and took out hoes and sickles to drive them away.
"Dammit, these troublemakers!" Luo Song was furious and about to lose his temper.
"Senior brother, these are just ordinary people, it’s normal that they haven’t heard of the prestige of Three-Life Valley. Let me do the talking." Hong Mingyue stopped Luo Song.
She spoke kindly to the villagers and mentioned that she was sent by the Xia Capital Court, and seeing her decent appearance, the villagers were very polite and finally let them into the village.
In the village, many villagers were lying in their homes, groaning in pain.
"They must have eaten food contaminated by the black energy, they just need to drink some water from the Wind Riding Treasure Bottle." Luo Song casually examined a few patients, took out some Clear Spring water, and gave it to one of the villagers.
However, after the villager drank the Clear Spring water, his face suddenly turned pale, and he rolled off the bed.
His body swelled up uncontrollably, and with a muffled bang, the body of the villager burst open.
"How, how could this happen?" Luo Song was also frightened.
Hong Mingyue was at a loss for words, she had clearly cured herself from poisoning earlier using the water from the treasure bottle, why did it kill the villager instead?
"Demon, you two demons, you’ve killed the people in our village." The village leader, along with a few farmers, charged in furiously.
Afraid that Luo Song might harm someone, Hong Mingyue quickly grabbed him and hurriedly escaped the village using a Spiritual Artifact.
Until they left the village, the angry curses from the villagers could still be heard from behind.
Both were considered Heavenly Sons, and had never suffered such humiliation, especially Luo Song, who, if not for Hong Mingyue holding him back at that moment, might have killed everyone in the entire village in a fit of rage.
"Really, it’s like a dog biting Lv Dongbin; he doesn’t know a good person’s heart. My Wind Riding Treasure Bottle’s Clear Spring is a rare Spiritual Medicine in the world, equivalent to fifth and sixth grade Spiritual Medicines, using it on those villagers is simply a waste of heavenly resources." Luo Song spat fiercely, his originally handsome face contorted with rage.
The mention of fifth and sixth grade Spiritual Medicines sparked an idea in Hong Mingyue.
"Brother, if you hadn’t mentioned it, I almost forgot. Your Spiritual Spring when used in medicine is very potent; only Martial Artists with extremely good physical constitutions can withstand it. Those villagers were sick and just Ordinary people; for them, your Spiritual Spring not only didn’t cure them, but it became a lethal Poison instead." Hong Mingyue suddenly realized, filled with regret.
Although both were prominent disciples of Three-Life Valley, they knew very little about Medical Skill, which had resulted in the villagers’ deaths.
"This... ah, how could I think of all that. Sister, it seems we are powerless against the strange illness plaguing the Xixia Plain." Luo Song felt disheartened, having thought that this time, by using the Wind Riding Treasure Bottle, he could impress Hong Mingyue significantly, but instead, he had utterly embarrassed himself.
"Brother, don’t be too disheartened. Even if we can’t cure the disease, we can still try to find its cause. How about we go to the Ancient Prohibition you mentioned earlier and explore; maybe we could find the cause and a cure for this strange illness." Hong Mingyue and Luo Song immediately boarded a Spiritual Artifact, ready to venture deeper into Black Valley.
But no sooner had they approached the outskirts of Black Valley when they were forced to halt.
The Black Mist in the Black Valley had thickened; the mist also carried a chilling breath. Even with an Exorcism Elixir, Hong Mingyue and Luo Song couldn’t advance any further and, with no choice left, had to return to Xia Capital, defeated.
"The two of you, are you saying that even people from Three-Life Valley can’t find the cause of the strange disease?"
Emperor Xia thought that with these two top disciples from Three-Life Valley taking action together, they would surely eradicate the strange disease; little did he know they too were at a loss.
"Your Majesty, both of us siblings were unable to do anything; it seems that no one in Daxia can resolve this strange disease this time. But rest assured, my father might have a way when he exits his retreat, and he will surely be able to help Daxia overcome this difficult time." Luo Song spoke hesitatingly.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xia’s worries turned to joy, and he eagerly asked.
"When will the Valley Master exit his retreat?" It was rumored that the Three-Life Valley Master’s Divine Skill was transcendent, having already surpassed the Reincarnation Realm, and since Three-Life Valley was one of the closest among Three Sects and Nine Schools to Daxia, Emperor Xia couldn’t help but pin all his hopes on the Three-Life Valley Master.
"Well... this time my father is comprehending a Divine Skill, it could be as soon as half a year or as long as ten years." Luo Song pondered.
A Martial Artist who had broken through the Reincarnation Realm also had a lifespan far exceeding that of Mortals, reaching five hundred years.
Decades for them were merely like several months for ordinary people.
Hearing this, Emperor Xia’s face showed displeasure; if it weren’t for Luo Song being the son of the Three-Life Valley Master, he might have already sent him away,
What a joke, let alone ten years, Emperor Xia couldn’t even wait for half a year.
The Black Mist causing the strange disease was spreading very quickly; it could turn the Xixia Plain into a desolate land in less than half a year.
What’s worse, as many soldiers had also fallen ill due to the Black Mist, and with Nie Fengxing’s Tiger Wolf Army, due to Ye Huangyu’s affairs, still in a cold war with Emperor Xia, the military defense of Xixia Plain was now weak. The suppressed beast disturbances had faint signs of resurgence.
Internal and external troubles combined, Emperor Xia faced the most severe national crisis since his enthronement, causing him immense distress.
Yet misfortune does not come singly; amidst Emperor Xia’s myriad troubles, a piece of news that shocked everyone in Xia Palace arrived.
The Sixth Prince, Xiahou Qi, had also contracted the strange disease while en route to Xixia Plain!