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684. Time Spent Together
These days he has indeed been teaching Wang Ling'er some real skills, including medical skills and cultivation.
Although Xiao Yan claimed he didn't know medicine, he was a genuine eighth-grade grandmaster of alchemy, possessing a thorough understanding of many fundamental techniques, making him easy to teach. He patiently explained anything Wang Ling'er asked.
The reason why Xiao Yan felt helpless when he saw Wang Ling'er was quite simple: Wang Ling'er was a bit too stupid.
In terms of cultivation, things were alright. Although she took some detours, she was personally taught by her uncle. By the age of seventeen, Wang Ling'er had already reached the level of a Seven-Star Dou Shi. This speed could not be called fast, but it was still acceptable.
Xiao Yan has been correcting many oversights in Wang Ling'er's cultivation these past few days. Since the storage ring and her main body are almost fused together, Xiao Yan plans to give her the cultivation techniques later. After all, he has been searching for a long time and has found quite a few high-grade cultivation techniques, and he is sure he can find a water-attribute one suitable for Wang Ling'er.
However, Wang Ling'er's talent in medicine was, to put it mildly, pitiful. Her purely self-taught approach led her astray in many areas of pharmacology. The few unknown medical books she acquired were clearly of dubious origin, filled with erroneous personal assumptions and unsound folk remedies. These things couldn't be explained clearly in a short time; they could only be the result of years of dedicated study.
In this respect, Xiao Yan felt fortunate. After all, from the moment he began learning alchemy, Yao Lao had been by his side every step of the way, and Xiao Yan seemed to have never taken any detours. Yao Lao's vision and achievements had never been questioned. This kind of opportunity, if truly revealed, would be the envy of countless people in the world.
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"Miss Ling'er, you're back! Have you bought everything?" Someone in the caravan asked eagerly when they saw Wang Ling'er return from the town.
"Hmm, almost there!" Wang Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief, nodded vigorously, and her gaze involuntarily drifted towards the camel cart in the middle of the caravan that held her concerns. She hurriedly stepped forward and lifted the curtain, but as expected, the figure shrouded in faint lightning was not sitting inside.
Her heart tightened, and she peeked out, looking around: "Where's the master? I can't see him!"
A man at the back of the convoy looked up, raised his chin, pointed to a low hill not far away, and said in a gruff voice, "The gentleman got out of the car alone, saying he wanted to walk around, so he went that way."
Wang Ling'er also found it rather strange. After all, this mysterious gentleman had always stayed in the carriage, focusing entirely on healing the charcoal-faced man, except for a very few interactions with Uncle Zhuang. It was extremely rare for him to suggest going for a walk today.
However, Wang Ling'er didn't think too much about it and went straight into the carriage, arranging out the various herbs she had purchased in the nearby city. A complex, primal fragrance of roots, stems, petals, and leaves filled the air.
Then she took out her notes from the past few days and began to check the medicinal properties one by one. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the sounds of the wind and people outside, her little mind racing. She kept refining the theories taught by her teacher, trying to build a clear treatment chain in her mind for these herbs: Which main herbs should be used to guide the flow of qi and blood? Which auxiliary herbs should be used to gently neutralize the stagnation? How should the dosage be controlled? What are the considerations for timing?
The process of deducing this was not easy for her; upon closer examination, she found loopholes and contradictions everywhere.
This was also one of the assignments Xiao Yan had given Wang Ling'er these past few days. If Xiao Yan had done it himself, he would have been quite adept at using herbs, but Wang Ling'er lacked this kind of experience. Of course, it was also because the herbs Xiao Yan used for recovery had some unique properties. Even if Wang Ling'er had read all the medical books, she would only gain a limited sense of accomplishment. Many times, her plans were flawed from the very first step.
Several miles away from the convoy, Xiao Yan tightly gripped a dark object in his hand, emanating a faint but not completely concealed chilling aura.
"The people from the Soul Palace arrived quite quickly, but fortunately they are only at the Protector level."
Xiao Yan's current Three Thousand Thunder Illusionary Bodies are only at the peak Dou Zong level, which is not difficult to deal with ordinary Soul Hall protectors. However, if he were to advance further and a Dou Zun expert were to come, his main body would have to intervene. Now that his main body is injured, the power of the Three Thousand Thunder Illusionary Bodies has also been affected to some extent.
With a barely perceptible twitch of his fingertips, Xiao Yan unleashed a sharp bolt of lightning that distorted the air, silently erasing all traces of the battle.
Then, Xiao Yan withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and in a few breaths, he had quietly returned to the camel cart like a ghost.
The slight noise startled Wang Ling'er, who was engrossed in her deductions. She looked up and saw a familiar figure, her eyes immediately lighting up with a hint of barely perceptible tension.
"Did you buy it?"
Wang Ling'er looked at Xiao Yan respectfully and said, "Sir, as per your request, everything is here except for three rare herbs that are out of stock."
Xiao Yan glanced at the package and immediately knew what was missing. His storage ring was now sealed, forcing him to rely on the caravan for help, making their lives somewhat strained. In truth, these herbs were already a considerable burden for the caravan, but Wang Zhuang was clearly very perceptive and never showed any difficulty to Xiao Yan. He never refused any of Xiao Yan's requests.
"Great job, thank you for your hard work."
"What's your guess?" Xiao Yan also asked, not forgetting to inquire about Wang Ling'er's upbringing.
Wang Ling'er carefully and solemnly handed over the contents of her written plan to Xiao Yan, showing how serious she was about medical skills.
"Sir, how is it?" Wang Ling'er asked expectantly.
"Most of the problems are that the application of pharmacology cannot be viewed rigidly. People are living beings, and the injuries they encounter will have their own characteristics. If you don't know how to adapt and apply it rigidly, the effect will not be good."
Every word Xiao Yan uttered struck Wang Ling'er's heart like a heavy hammer blow. All the effort she had put into her notes, all the mental strain she had endured during her deductions, seemed utterly insignificant in the face of the cognitive gap.
The light in the girl's eyes quickly dimmed, her lips tightened, and the blush that had appeared on her cheeks from buying all the medicinal herbs faded away.
Seeing the girl like this, Xiao Yan was about to offer some comfort when another sound came from outside the car door.
"Don't be discouraged, there's still a lot for you to learn. Now watch carefully how I restore this person to health!"
After saying that, Xiao Yan himself was a little excited. His main body had been asleep for so long, and now he finally had a chance to "wake up" again.