Ask Wudang Chapter 172

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Having found the Heartbreak Pill, Ye Qingfeng then took a branch of the Heartbreak Flower and pricked his finger with it.

The next instant, he felt a numbness in his fingertip, as if a mysterious substance, through the blood vessels in his finger, rapidly transmitted to his heart. Faintly, it was as if an invisible large hand was gripping his heart, controlling its beat, which was quite sour.

“Is this the Heartbreak Flower poison?”

This long-lost feeling made Ye Qingfeng’s thoughts drift far away, back to his high school days before his transmigration.

A young age, a naive love, ultimately ending in failure.

Originally, this naive love had long felt like a lifetime ago, like a grain of quicksand lost in the ocean, even if he tried hard to recall, there was only a faint trace. He never expected that just a prick from the Heartbreak Flower would bring back that long-lost feeling, making Ye Qingfeng recall this long-sealed naive love, which was unprecedented.

However, Ye Qingfeng’s Dao heart was firm. Although he recalled this naive love, his mind was clear, and all things no longer troubled him. He merely smiled faintly, and the sour feeling in his heart completely dissipated.

Subsequently, he thought of Zhou Zhiruo from the previous world. Zhou Zhiruo and he first met by the Han River, and their fate was intertwined by a clichéd hero saving the beauty. The two were more than a decade apart in age, but in the end, Zhou Zhiruo still chose him without hesitation, and even bore him a child. When they were together, Ye Qingfeng had already attained enlightenment, without the naive impulses of youth, nor the passionate fervor of hot-blooded years. There was only natural progression, only plainness, only mutual support, and a hint of guilt. The guilt stemmed from Ye Qingfeng’s eventual ascension, leaving behind an orphan and a widow, who would undoubtedly be filled with endless longing. The relationship between him and Zhou Zhiruo was like that between Zhuangzi and his wife; while not exactly “forgetting each other in the martial world,” it was not far off.

Thinking of this relationship, Ye Qingfeng’s heart fluttered slightly again, giving rise to an indescribable feeling.

However, although this feeling was wonderful, it ultimately dissipated in the face of his firm Dao heart.

“This Heartbreak Flower poison is indeed very peculiar.”

Calming his thoughts, Ye Qingfeng couldn’t help but sigh again.

At the same time, he could clearly feel that the mysterious substance in his heart had not faded, and would occasionally act up in the future, reminding him of his two relationships in his past and present lives. For him, with his firm Dao heart, such thoughts, though harmless, were like a persistent skin ailment, quite annoying. Therefore, without any hesitation, he directly swallowed the Heartbreak Pill.

To cure a poison, the best way is naturally to test it on oneself first. Ye Qingfeng had already tried it and understood the toxicology of the Heartbreak Flower. Now, by taking the Heartbreak Pill, he wanted to understand the pharmacology of this pill.

As the Heartbreak Pill entered his stomach, in just a few breaths, the medicinal power dissolved and then quickly spread.

Instantly, Ye Qingfeng felt a stomachache, the pain growing heavier, as if his intestines were breaking. However, simultaneously with the abdominal pain, he could also feel an invisible force continuously extracting the mysterious substance from his heart.

About a quarter of an hour later, all the mysterious substance was completely extracted, and the pain also ceased.

Ye Qingfeng smiled faintly and muttered to himself, “What a Heartbreak Flower poison, what a Heartbreak Pill. As the saying goes, deep love does not last long. The deeper the love, the greater the harm, and it may even shorten one’s life. Only by severing love can one live long. The Heartbreak Flower poison makes one feel the pain of deep love, hurting the heart and lungs. The Heartbreak Pill makes one feel the pain of severing love, breaking the intestines and hurting the kidneys. Only by breaking the intestines can one relieve a broken heart. A broken heart and broken intestines, broken intestines and a broken heart, these two poisons are truly marvelous, exquisitely so. From this, it can be seen that creation is miraculous, beyond human conjecture.”

After muttering to himself, Ye Qingfeng strode out of the alchemy room, his steps very light.

Outside the stone house, a large crowd had gathered in the open space in front of it.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King and others were meditating and regulating their breath, while Huang Yaoshi was taking Guo Fu’s pulse, incidentally researching the toxicology of the Heartbreak Flower poison.

Just then, Zhou Botong happily arrived in front of the stone house, showing no signs of having been abused.

Yelu Qi followed closely behind; it was he who had rescued Zhou Botong from the dungeon.

Seeing Ye Qingfeng and Huang Yaoshi, Zhou Botong said with a joyful expression, “Teacher Ye, Old Heretic Huang, I didn’t expect it was you who saved me.” After greeting them, he continued, “Luckily you came, otherwise I, Zhou Botong, would have really been done for this time.”

Huang Yaoshi chuckled, “Old Urchin, for that Gongsun Zhi to make you suffer a setback, he can indeed be considered a talent.”

Zhou Botong said exasperatedly, “Yes, the most hateful thing is him, despicable and shameless, actually using poison.”

Ye Qingfeng asked, “Zhou Botong, did you get poisoned by the Heartbreak Flower?”

Zhou Botong said, “No, I didn’t.” Then he added, “That dog thief Gongsun Zhi used some ‘Immortal Seven-Day Drunk’ to knock me out, and then force-fed me some poisonous wine and poisonous dishes every day. He thought he could poison me to death, but he never expected my detoxification skills were top-notch. Those poisons couldn’t stump me at all, and they even let me enjoy a few free banquets, hahahaha.” As he said this, he noticed the Golden Wheel Dharma King and others, and immediately looked surprised, “Eh, aren’t these the lamas from the Hero’s Assembly that day? How are they here too?”

Ye Qingfeng said, “They were also captured by Gongsun Zhi. Compared to you, they’re quite miserable.”

Zhou Botong clapped his hands and laughed, “Haha, fun, fun.”

Leaving that aside for now.

At this moment, Yang Guo and Gongsun Lü’e had already arrived at Ghost Peak.

Because of Ye Qingfeng’s mental secret art, Gongsun Lü’e was originally in a coma. When Yang Guo woke her up with cold water, she was still somewhat bewildered and at a loss, taking a while to recover. Afterwards, she learned that her father had been killed by Ye Qingfeng and clamored to seek revenge on Ye Qingfeng. Yang Guo had no choice but to acupoint her and forcibly carry her to Ghost Peak.

Upon reaching the peak, Yang Guo put her down, and she immediately demanded, “Dog thief, what exactly do you want to do?”

Yang Guo said, “Miss Gongsun, I’ve already said, I have no ill intentions towards you.”

Gongsun Lü’e refused to believe him, saying, “Dog thief, stop pretending there. Your master killed my father; we are sworn enemies. Either kill me now, or one day I will definitely kill you and your master.”

Yang Guo thought to himself, “With your meager skills, it’s impossible for you to get revenge in this lifetime. If it weren’t for Master saying he wanted to compensate you, do you really think I’d bother bringing you here?” Although he thought this, he showed no impatience on his face and said, “Miss Gongsun, I brought you here to reunite you with your mother.”

Gongsun Lü’e was startled at first, then showed a look of grief and indignation, “Hmph, I already knew you, dog thief, had no good intentions. My mother died long ago. You say you want to reunite me with my mother, aren’t you just trying to kill me? Why go to such trouble?”

Yang Guo said, “Who said your mother died?”

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