Chapter 47: This Woman Is Not Foolish
More troubling still, the fluid sprayed out by the exploding ant not only possessed a powerful explosive force but also released a violent corrosive neurotoxin.
Had it not been for the recent days in which Hu Jianming consumed many berries rich in spiritual energy from the replica worlds, and the team’s capture of a second-grade Fire Feather Chicken—of which Hu Jianming was lucky enough to eat a few bites—he would surely have died by now.
“Mama…”
From the treetop above Sun Ruohua’s head, Yun Duor twisted her clothes anxiously.
Her mother had told her that in front of others, especially unfamiliar strangers, she could only reveal one ability. To avoid arousing covetousness and to provide a measure of deterrence, it was best to use her lightning power.
Thus, the abilities she gained from the Waterlight Butterfly could not be used.
But… the man beneath the tree was close to death, and the woman looked heartbreakingly sad. Her Healing Light Mark and Sacred Light Sphere, both enhanced since advancing to the Profound rank, now had new effects. If she used both, perhaps she could save the man’s life.
Was she supposed to just watch him die?
Yun Duor was conflicted.
Yu Yan pressed her forehead, knowing this would happen!
Forget it—her own daughter. What else could she do but spoil her?
“Wind Step.”
Yu Yan whispered the spell, and a gentle swirl of wind-based spiritual energy lifted her and Yun Duor, setting them softly on the ground. “May I ask, is there anything you need help with?”
Directly letting Yun Duor use Healing Light Mark and Sacred Light Sphere was out of the question. Fortunately, Yu Yan possessed the “Illusion” plant spirit ability; with a bit of disguise, she could pretend to feed the man some special spiritual item from the replica world. That way, she could fulfill Yun Duor’s wish to save a life without exposing her daughter’s most important abilities—a win-win.
“Huh?”
Sun Ruohua stared blankly, still dazed by the situation.
Song Yi, however, quickly regained his composure. “Young lady, do you have any healing herbs or something of the sort?” Whether or not they worked, it was better than watching Hu Jianming die helplessly. This woman and child had descended from the sky.
After witnessing the reversal with the ant swarm, Song Yi had no further doubts. The strength of Yu Yan and her daughter was clearly terrifying, beyond his imagination.
There’s a saying in martial arts novels: the most dangerous people in the world are elders, women, and children. Anyone who had forged a path through a blood-soaked world with their own abilities must possess extraordinary skills.
This saying held true in the replica world as well!
The swarm of exploding ants that had chased them relentlessly were sent fleeing in defeat by Yu Yan and her daughter. If nothing else, their strength far exceeded that of his group. Given that, Yu Yan was likely to possess some healing treasures.
Yu Yan gave Song Yi an approving look—this man was sharp!
Unlike the woman before her, who only cried as her husband neared death, oblivious to the savior right in front of her.
“Yes.” Yu Yan nodded with dignity. “Duor, don’t you have a Three-Flower Violet Corydalis? It can neutralize poison and stop bleeding. I believe his main issue is poisoning and excessive blood loss. Give him the Three-Flower Violet Corydalis first.”
Yun Duor was bewildered—Three-Flower Violet Corydalis? She’d heard of it.
But she quickly realized her mother intended to use the “Illusion” skill.
After so many experiences in replica worlds together, they shared at least this basic tacit understanding. Yun Duor mimicked her mother’s aloof expression and walked up to the man. Soon enough, she felt her mother’s unique spiritual energy envelop her.
She exhaled, knelt down.
The white radiance of the Healing Light Mark rippled outward.
In Yun Duor’s eyes, as the Healing Light Mark spread, the gaping wound in the man's chest slowly began to close. Not only that, his visibly poisoned skin improved; after several Healing Light Marks, the man's pallid, golden-hued complexion looked slightly better.
Though he remained pale, he was no longer at death’s door.
Indeed, after Yun Duor’s spiritual vein strengthening advanced to the Profound rank, her Healing Light Mark gained detoxification properties.
At least against toxins below the fourth grade, while not guaranteed to cure, she could neutralize seventy to eighty percent with ease!
These exploding ants, fierce as they appeared, were mostly below third grade. Otherwise, Song Yi’s group would have been wiped out long ago, never lasting until Yu Yan and her daughter arrived. The two that wounded Hu Jianming seemed to be second-grade exploding ants, judging by the healing effect.
Seeing the man’s life saved, Yun Duor relaxed a little.
She summoned two Sacred Light Spheres; the man's chest rose and fell, his heartbeat clearly steadier.
This was the new effect of the Sacred Light Sphere at the Profound rank—besides the comprehensive boosts, it now increased vitality!
All this, from Song Yi’s perspective, unfolded differently.
Yun Duor reached into her bosom and produced a fresh, living plant as if just pulled from the earth.
At its tip bloomed three violet flowers, each with five petals. The slender stem started emerald green at the top, fading to brown, wood-like patterns at the base.
Its plump root resembled a fat radish, white and glistening, full of moisture.
She plucked the petals one by one and fed them to Hu Jianming, who swallowed instinctively.
Then Yun Duor crushed the root and smeared it on his chest.
A miracle occurred!
Hu Jianming’s golden-paper complexion brightened, the wound in his chest began to heal, and even the skin corroded by the exploding ant’s neurotoxin slowly returned to a healthy color. “What…”
Sun Ruohua rubbed her eyes in disbelief.
Though she most desperately wished for her husband’s rescue, everything that happened was simply beyond imagination!
Three-Flower Violet Corydalis?
It was probably a kind of groundsel. Groundsel did have detoxification properties, but it shouldn’t work on corrosive neurotoxins. Besides, a single herb couldn’t bring her husband back from the brink of death… Sun Ruohua felt this was impossible.
Even if this so-called Three-Flower Violet Corydalis looked markedly different from ordinary groundsel.
As a postdoctoral botanist, Sun Ruohua had a beast-like intuition about plants. But… who cared? As long as her husband’s life was saved, it didn’t matter how the mother and daughter accomplished it.
A thousand thoughts raced through Sun Ruohua’s mind, but her face wore a perfectly grateful smile.
“Thank you so much, miss.”
“I truly don’t know how to repay your kindness for saving my husband.”
“It was nothing.”
Yu Yan gave a faint smile, her expression calm. “I just happened to have such a herb; otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to help.”
This woman wasn’t stupid!
She saw through the fact that it wasn’t the Three-Flower Violet Corydalis that saved her husband; but how much did she truly understand? Did she even see through the illusion? In comparison, the supposedly clever Song Yi was now behaving quite ordinarily.