Chapter 2257: Medicine Shocks the World (42)

Chapter 2257: Chapter 2257: Medicine Shocks the World (42)

On the bluestone-paved plaza, a black coffin and a carefree little girl form a bizarre scene.

The plaza faces the Yixin Pavilion.

Chuzheng gazed at the Yixin Pavilion, lost in thought.

The Yixin Pavilion she saw in the Wuyin Maze Array... it must be this one.

The chaos disrupted Chuzheng’s thoughts as a few people hurried over from the direction of the Yixin Pavilion.

The person leading them was someone Chuzheng had seen in the Wuyin Maze Array, the one who had questioned Jing Po about acknowledging his mistake—likely Jing Po’s master.

The Tower Master surveyed the surrounding disciples. Some were lying on the ground, while others were supporting each other, clearly not lightly injured.

"Miss Chen Yin, what is your intention?"

"I want to enter your Book Pavilion." The book Jing Po read back then was still in the Book Pavilion. She needed to determine what it really contained.

"What?" The Tower Master was astonished.

The disciples beside him were outraged.

"How is it possible? Only Jueyi Tower’s disciples can enter the Book Pavilion. How can you enter?"

"Is the Book Pavilion a place you can enter casually?"

"Even if I die, I wouldn’t let you enter!"

"You can only enter the Book Pavilion over my dead body!"

The Tower Master raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Miss Chen Yin, why do you... want to enter the Book Pavilion?"

"What else can you do in the Book Pavilion besides reading books?"

"You want to read medical books?"

"Unless you have martial arts manuals in your Book Pavilion?"

"..."

Can’t we speak properly?

"Only Jueyi Tower’s disciples can enter the Book Pavilion. Miss Chen Yin is not one of us, I’m afraid..."

"I can enter by killing you all just the same." Chuzheng’s tone was indifferent.

The Tower Master: "..."

This was blatant threat.

But she wasn’t wrong; with her current power, killing everyone here wouldn’t be difficult.

Either let her in, or she’ll kill everyone here.

Can you reason with a Demon Head? Will she listen?

The Tower Master thought it was impossible.

Should he stick to the rules and put so many disciples in danger, or let her in...

"Is Miss Chen Yin only looking to read medical books?"

"I’m not interested in your books, just looking for something."

The Tower Master: "If that’s the case, then I’ll make an exception and let Miss Chen Yin in."

"Tower Master!"

"Tower Master!!"

The disciples’ cries of surprise did not change the Tower Master’s mind.

The Tower Master personally led Chuzheng to the Book Pavilion, and the other disciples, though angry, could do nothing.

"What are you all gathered here for? What’s going on?"

"Master Uncle!"

The disciples looked at the newcomer with surprise in their eyes.

In Jueyi Tower, Master Uncle is the best at martial arts.

"Master Uncle, you’re finally back. The Tower Master took that Demon Head to the Book Pavilion. You must check it out!"

"Demon Head? Chen Yin?"

"Yes, it’s her!"

The disciples started chattering, recounting the events to the Master Uncle.

Master Uncle said, "I’ll go take a look. You all stay here."

Master Uncle walked towards the Book Pavilion, but after a few turns, he stopped, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction.

-

The Book Pavilion was filled with books, treasures accumulated over generations by Jueyi Tower.

Chuzheng: "..."

So many, how do I search?

The Tower Master put down a ladder: "The medical books in the tower are all here. If Miss Chen Yin is looking for a specific book, I can help you find it?"

Chuzheng: "..."

Honestly, I don’t know.

Who knows which book Good Person Card saw it in?

Chuzheng leaned against the coffin, troubled, while the Tower Master eyed him, catching a glimpse of the coffin, realizing someone seemed to be inside...

But it was covered from head to foot, making it unclear who it was.

Chuzheng pondered for a moment, tilting his head to look at the Tower Master.

The Tower Master immediately shifted his gaze, trying to maintain a friendly demeanor.

"Do you want to know who he is?" Chuzheng pointed to the person inside the coffin.

"..."

Chuzheng pulled down the cloak covering Jing Po: "Care to look?"

The Tower Master: "..."

The Tower Master steadied his nerves and moved two steps forward, revealing the person obscured by the coffin.

The person lying in the coffin shook the Tower Master to his core: "Jing... Jing Po..."

"The Tower Master still remembers." Chuzheng covered Jing Po’s face again.

Of course, he remembered.

He was once his proudest disciple...

The child he raised with his own hands.

The Tower Master struggled to suppress his shaking hands: "What happened to him?" Why is he lying in a coffin?

Chuzheng tapped on the coffin’s edge: "That’s exactly why I came to find out what happened to him."

"What happened to him? Cough cough cough..." The Tower Master coughed, seemingly about to cough up his organs.

Chuzheng watched coldly: "You cast him out, and now you care about him?"

"Cough cough cough..." The Tower Master’s body seemed to weaken, slumping, supporting himself against the bookshelf, slowly sitting down: "Regarding that incident back then... I don’t regret it."

Chuzheng: "Do you think he did wrong?"

The Tower Master: "A physician should save people..."

Chuzheng: "He saved even more people."

The Tower Master: "He also killed people."

In Chuzheng’s icy tone was a hint of mockery: "Then why do you use his achievements? Now, on Jiuzhou Continent, who doesn’t have elixir pills developed by Jing Po to purify Demonic Qi?"

Criticizing others while using their work.

What a joke.

The Tower Master waved his hand, coughed twice, his voice weary: "Miss Chen Yin, when I say I have no regrets, it’s unrelated to this. Can you tell me what happened to him?"

Chuzheng responded with a question: "Why did you exile him from the sect?"

The Tower Master sighed, shook his head, seemingly unwilling to explain.

"Is it because of the person in the Forbidden Library?"

The Tower Master sharply looked up, shock in his eyes: "You... how do you know? Did he... he’s after Jing Po?"

"He’s in my hands," Chuzheng said, "So you know he wants Jing Po’s body?"

The Tower Master was overwhelmed by Chuzheng’s previous words.

That person... is in her hands?

-

The one wrong decision the Tower Master made in his life was failing to discover his junior brother’s actions in time.

The Forbidden Library of Jueyi Tower was initially a place for ancestor worship, feared that disciples might disturb their long sleep, thus marked as taboo.

For a while, he noticed his junior brother frequently visiting the Forbidden Library.

At first, he found it odd but didn’t pay much attention.

His junior brother was a reliable person, not needing his oversight.

But as he went more frequently, he couldn’t ignore it.

He also checked the Forbidden Library, seeing nothing amiss.

One day, he followed his junior brother inside, where he saw that person...

Even as the Tower Master, he never knew the deepest part of the Forbidden Library contained another space.

That person sat within a bizarre formation, surrounded by countless flags, the symbols unfamiliar, and the sinister environment was unmistakably unorthodox.