SWDnovel Chapter 2: Clues to the Spirit Vein
Chapter 2: Clues to the Spirit Vein
Half an hour later, Yang Jiuli arrived at the manor lord's bedroom, led by Yang Bao.
There are four Shadow Guards guarding the outside of the dormitory.
There were also many iron guards in the courtyard, which completely surrounded Yang's father's courtyard.
"Young Master!" Upon seeing Yang Jiuli arrive, the four Shadow Guards immediately bowed and opened the door.
Yang Jiuli entered the house.
Yang Bao and Li Molan stood guard outside the house.
Yang's father's bedroom was extremely spacious, and upon entering, one would find a small living room.
There is a small door on the left side of the living room leading to the bedroom.
Yang Jiuli went straight to the bedroom.
The bedroom is eighty square meters in size and has an antique feel, with a white jade-carved daybed placed in the center.
Yang's father was lying on the bed at that moment. His face was ashen, his lips were purple, and there was some blood at the corner of his mouth.
He had silver needles stuck in his forehead and below his neck.
Besides these, there are two other people in the dormitory.
One of them, wielding a halberd, stood guard beside the bed.
One of them was sitting at a table on one side, writing a prescription.
Guarding the bedside was Yang Qin, the commander of the Shadow Guard, a half-step Grandmaster.
His black armor was covered in knife and sword marks.
It was even stained with blood, and its hair was completely disheveled.
He was looking at Yang's father, who was lying on the bed, with a worried expression.
The doctor writing the prescription at the desk was Master Zhang, the legendary physician of Piaoxue Manor.
He was dressed in blue, with white hair and beard. As he wrote, he would sometimes frown and sometimes cross out a medicine he had written down.
At this moment, he was focused and appeared very nervous, with beads of sweat sliding down his forehead, as if he was afraid that a wrong prescription would affect the efficacy of the medicine and delay the best opportunity to rescue the master. When Yang Jiuli entered the bedroom, Zhang Sanye was also completely unaware.
"Young Master..." Upon hearing footsteps, Yang Qin immediately looked towards Yang Jiuli and bowed respectfully.
Yang Jiuli extended his hand and said, "Commander-in-Chief, there's no need for such formalities. How is my father's injury?"
"The poison has entered the internal organs and reached the heart... and the malevolent energy has also invaded the brain..." Yang Qin said.
"The poison has entered the internal organs? It's that serious." Yang Jiuli frowned, looked at his father lying on the bed, and walked closer.
Yang Jiuli reached out to lift the embroidered snowflake quilt covering his father.
"Young Master, wait!" Yang Qin immediately reached out to stop him.
Yang Jiuli, however, lifted the blanket.
call!
As soon as the blanket was lifted, a black, poisonous aura rushed out.
Yang Jiuli quickly held his breath and took two steps back.
"Such a strong aura of poison!" Yang Jiuli looked at his father lying on the bed.
But then they saw that Yang's father had taken off his shirt, revealing his chest.
There is a handprint on his chest.
The palm print was four millimeters deep, and the skin on it was completely blackish-purple, with black poisonous energy emanating from it.
Those poisonous energies not only erode the blood and veins, but also corrupt the mind, causing people to become completely delirious and gradually die.
It was this palm strike that left Yang's father critically injured and on the verge of death.
"Master Zhang has already used acupuncture on the manor lord to temporarily stop the poisonous energy from further eroding his mind," Yang Qin said.
By this time, Master Zhang had already written the prescription.
He picked up the prescription and stood up, and then he saw Yang Jiuli.
"Greetings, Young Master..." Master Zhang immediately bowed.
"Third Master Zhang, what are your chances of healing my father's injuries?" Yang Jiuli asked Third Master Zhang.
"This..." Master Zhang looked at Yang Jiuli, his brows furrowed slightly, sweat beading on his forehead, and he stammered.
"Young Master is asking you questions, so just speak. Why be so secretive?" Yang Qin said sternly.
"Young Master, the poison that has been inflicted on the Master has already penetrated his internal organs, and the malevolent energy has damaged his mind. Ordinary medicines can no longer dispel the poisonous energy. I can only prescribe some medicine to delay the onset of the poison. You... you should probably prepare yourself mentally!" Zhang Sanye said tremblingly.
"Mental preparation?" Yang Jiuli frowned slightly, then said to Master Zhang, "Thank you for your hard work, Master Zhang. These antidotes are now yours!"
"Yes!" Master Zhang didn't say much, bowed slightly, and left the bedroom to prepare the medicine.
Yang Jiuli glanced at Zhang Sanye's departing figure, lost in thought, before turning his gaze to Yang Qin.
"Commander Yang, did you personally accompany my father to the 'Black Abyss' this time?" Yang Jiuli asked.
"Yes!" Yang Qin said, "This is a spiritual herb that the Master of the Manor picked in the 'Black Abyss'..."
As he spoke, he took out a leather pouch from his waist.
The animal hide was cracked and stained with blood.
Yang Qin placed the package on the table next to him and carefully opened it.
Inside was a two-foot-long jade box.
The box was opened, and a pale green herb appeared inside.
The herb was seven inches tall, with five thick, translucent leaves on it.
The leaves are shrouded in mist, exuding a spiritual aura.
"This is a Jade Ganoderma!" Upon seeing this, Yang Jiuli's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "This thing grows by absorbing the spiritual energy of the earth's veins... When it is fully mature, it will have nine leaves. The Jade Ganoderma right now has five leaves, which means it is already three hundred years old..."
This is a rare elixir found only in the world of cultivation.
The fact that Yang's father managed to pick it at this moment is enough to prove that there is a spiritual vein in the 'Black Abyss'!
For Yang Jiuli, it was like seeing a ray of dawn in the darkness, a glimmer of hope for the path to immortality.
"The manor lord burned his blood energy and risked his life to fight and repel two invading grandmasters, all for the sake of bringing this medicine back to the manor," Yang Qin said.
"Dad..." Yang Jiuli felt a warmth in his heart.
The father's selfless love stirred a few waves in the heart of Yang Jiuli, an old man who had lived several lifetimes.
"Before he fell into a coma, the manor lord repeatedly instructed me to personally give you this medicine."
As he spoke, Yang Qin closed the jade box, placed it in his palm, and solemnly handed it to Yang Jiuli.
"Thank you for your trouble, Commander Yang!" Yang Jiuli said as he took the jade box.
"Cough cough..." Just then, a coughing sound rang out, and Yang Jiuli and Yang Qin looked at their old father lying on the bed.
As if sensing Yang Jiuli's arrival, Yang's father struggled to open his eyes and woke up from his coma.
"Jiu'er..." Yang's father's weak voice rang out.
Yang Jiuli immediately went to the bedside.
After placing the jade box beside Yang's father's pillow, he reached out and lifted his father's neck, making him lean slightly against the pillow.
"Father, your son is here!" Yang Jiuli said at the same time.
"Young Master, beware of the evil energy!" Yang Qin hurriedly said.
Even he dared not inhale too much of the poisonous aura left behind by the Grandmaster, and Yang Jiuli, who had been weak since childhood, was simply unable to resist it.
"It's alright..." Yang Jiuli said.
Yang's father leaned against the pillow, his eyes slightly cloudy, and looked at Yang Jiuli beside him.
Yang Jiuli held his father's hand.
"Jiu'er... Father is dying!" Father Yang looked at Yang Jiuli, his old eyes filled with worry.
"Father, you will get better!" Yang Jiuli said.
"After my death, there may be great changes, Yang Qin, you must protect Jiu'er's safety!" Yang's father simply patted Yang Jiuli's head, sighed with reluctance, then focused his gaze on Yang Qin and said, as if entrusting his orphan to someone.
"Rest assured, Master, as long as Yang Qin has a breath left, he will protect the young master!"
Yang Qin gripped his halberd, knelt on one knee, and spoke with unwavering resolve.
Seeing this, Yang's father nodded with satisfaction, showing great trust in Yang Qin.
"It's such a pity that the Yang family has built up its 800-year-old foundation!" Father Yang turned his gaze away, glanced outside, and sighed.
He knew that after his death, the foundation of Snowdrift Manor would certainly be lost.
"Father, with your son here, the Yang family's 800-year-old foundation will not be lost, and you will be fine!" Yang Jiuli said.
He grasped his father's hand, his words resolute.
Seeing Yang Jiuli's resolute expression, Yang's father had mixed feelings.
Without a Grandmaster, how can Snowdrift Manor preserve its eight-hundred-year-old foundation?
Suddenly, Yang Xuan's eyes lit up, as if he was startled, and the worry between his brows lessened.
However, this change is fleeting.
Yang's father quickly regained his cloudy eyes and worried expression.
"Commander Yang, you've had a long day. I'll take care of Father. You should go outside and keep watch!" Yang Jiuli said.
"Yes, sir!" Yang Qin stood up, glanced at his father, then bowed and retreated.
"Jiu'er, you..." After Yang Qin left the dormitory, Yang's father looked at Yang Jiuli with excitement.
At this moment, he could feel a stream of energy flowing into his brain from his son's palm, gradually clearing his mind that had been eroded by the evil energy. It was as if the fog that had been covering his mind had been cleared away, and his turbid eyes were now sparkling with a sharp light.
Not only that, but a stream of energy seeped into his heart meridian and formed a halo that protected it.
The poisonous energy that had previously tainted the heart meridian was gradually being neutralized.
His injuries are starting to heal!
This shocked Yang Xuan immensely.
It should be noted that after being poisoned, he suppressed the poison with his Grandmaster-level cultivation, but still failed!
His own son easily neutralized much of the poisonous energy in his body.
Such methods are unheard of; even a grandmaster might not be able to compare!
The poisonous aura of Yang Xuan was neutralized, thanks to the unique effect of the Three Lives Stone in Yang Jiuli's sea of consciousness.
In his previous life, Yang Jiuli had used the energy of the three lives derived from the Three Lives Stone to dispel a lot of poisonous and demonic energy.
"Father, you only need to know this matter yourself," Yang Jiuli said meaningfully.
Upon hearing this, Yang Xuan looked at his son with great interest; the little guy seemed to have become more composed.
"Good, good!" Although he didn't understand what his son wanted to do, Yang Xuan still said "good" twice.
"This attack..." Yang Jiuli asked his father.
"A traitor has emerged from my Snowdrift Manor!" Yang Xuan said, his eyes gleaming.
"Father, is there any progress?" Yang Jiuli asked.
"Over the years, I've been focused on finding a miracle cure to cure your illness, and the management of the manor has been neglected!" Yang Xuan shook his head and said.
"Father, can you tell who those two grandmasters are?" Yang Jiuli asked.
"These two were wearing masks, so we couldn't see their faces!" Yang Xuan said with a look of reminiscence in his eyes. "However, they were both hiding something and didn't use their real trump cards. The one who injured me used the 'Poisonous Fiend Palm,' and Tang Family Fortress does have records of such a technique."
"Tangjiabao!" Yang Jiuli muttered to himself.
"As for the other person... he wields a long spear... but his spear technique also bears traces of swordsmanship..." Yang Xuan said.
"Could it be Uncle Qin from the Famous Sword Manor?" Yang Jiuli asked.
"It's hard to say!" Yang Xuan said.
"If it was a feigned attack, then the traces of swordplay should have been erased..."
"This person even revealed traces of swordsmanship; could it be intentional...?"
Yang Jiuli thought to himself that he already had a general idea of what to do.
"How do their physiques compare to those of the two uncles?" Yang Jiuli then continued to ask.
"It was nighttime, and the Black Abyss was shrouded in black mist, making it difficult to see people six feet away!" Yang Xuan said.
"Is it nighttime?" Yang Jiuli whispered.
"That scoundrel who used the Poisonous Palm technique had his left shoulder bone pierced by my 'Frosty Jade Finger'!" Yang Xuan said.
Yang Jiuli's eyes lit up, and he said, "That's a clue."
"No matter who the enemy is, within seven days, my Snowdrift Manor will surely face a great calamity!" Yang Xuan said, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.
A hint of worry appeared between his brows.
"Father, rest assured, I will make them pay the price!" Yang Jiuli said with a firm gaze.
"Are you sure you can handle this?" Yang Xuan looked at his son with some worry and said, "Grandmasters are not easy to deal with!"
"How could the men of my Snowdrift Manor not be up to par!" Yang Jiuli patted his father's hand and said with a smile.
Men on Earth are known for their strong will and aversion to being told they can't do something.
Yang Xuan's gaze flickered as he looked at Yang Jiuli, thinking to himself, "Jiu'er seems to have changed!"
But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was different.
But his son right now gave him an extremely steady feeling, and his intuition told him that his son was someone he could entrust his life to.