The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 737

Chapter 737: 600 People Hand-Feeding Medicine, Entering Meng Family [2 Updates]

Foo Xi’s expression instantly darkened.

Fu Yunshen slowly turned his head, his light amber pupils deep and dark, like a deep abyss without a speck of light.

Two light words spilled from his lips, "The Meng Family?"

The Great Elder also knew the situation was urgent and was at a loss for words; he dared not even lift his head, "I followed the Ancestor’s orders and immediately took the Guard Squad to the western medicine shop, but the owner told me that the Meng Family had already stepped ahead of us and bought the Purple Dew Ginseng."

"I knew how important this herb was, so I immediately followed and said I would pay ten times the price to buy it, but the Meng Family refused my offer and, and they said..."

Fu Yunshen lifted his brows, "Go on."

The Great Elder struggled to speak, "They also said to prepare for Miss Ying’s funeral, and not to bother trying to save her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kowtowed to Foo Xi, "Ancestor, I am useless, I am not an ancient martial artist, I can’t beat them."

The Foo Family was different from the Meng Family. Although the Foo Family also had marriages with the Ancient Martial Families, they did not collaborate.

As such, the ancient martial artists stationed at the Foo Family’s residence were not as numerous or as formidable as the Meng Family’s.

Foo Xi took a deep breath, "You may leave."

She pushed open the bedroom door and walked in with Fu Yunshen.

On the bed, the girl’s lips were colorless, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Her skin, originally pale, was now almost translucent, like fragile glass.

Ying Zijin’s frail appearance was rare.

She never displayed such weakness in front of others.

Fu Yunshen bent down, checking the temperature of her forehead with his hand, then asked a servant outside for a bowl.

"The poison within my master’s body has been mostly cleansed," said Foo Xi gravely, "but without the Purple Dew Ginseng, I can’t force out the remaining poison."

"If we don’t completely eradicate the toxins within half a day, it might damage the heart and lungs, or even cause her cultivation to regress. That’s why I had the Great Elder go out to buy the herb."

Fu Yunshen looked up, "Is Purple Dew Ginseng very rare?"

"Yes," Foo Xi replied, "This herb is available only at one small medicine shop in the west of the Ancient Martial World. It’s unique to their family and has been passed down from generation to generation."

"Over a hundred years ago I bought one, but I don’t know if the new Purple Dew Ginseng is still available."

Purple Dew Ginseng wasn’t considered extremely precious because its uses could be replaced by other herbs; it wasn’t necessary to choose it specifically.

Its hidden uses were known only to Foo Xi and a few other highly respected figures in the Ancient medical field, and they hardly ever had to utilize it.

That is why even the Foo Family’s Medicine Repository had no reserves of it.

Most importantly, Purple Dew Ginseng could only grow one plant every ten years, which was why it was so expensive.

Moreover, during the ten years it took for one Purple Dew Ginseng to grow, there could be only that single plant.

If there were two or more, none of the Purple Dew Ginseng would survive.

The Tea Saint had also tried to cultivate Purple Dew Ginseng, but ultimately without success.

Fu Yunshen casually acknowledged, "You mentioned the last Purple Dew Ginseng was planted thirteen years ago, so this one would have been planted three years ago. If it’s not there, we have to wait another seven years."

Seven years, that was an impossible number.

Since the Meng Family had taken away the Purple Dew Ginseng and had issued such a statement, it was clear they wouldn’t give up the item.

It was very likely already used up.

Ying Zijin was more important; he now didn’t have the time to waste with the Meng Family.

Blood flowed from the tips of his fingers, Fu Yunshen asked with a cold tone, "Is there no other herb that can substitute?"

"There is, yes," Foo Xi paused, "but it’s hard to find. At least in my life, I have never seen one. However, if possible, its effects are better than Purple Dew Ginseng’s, and it can even enhance one’s cultivation."

"What herb?"

"Fire Snow Silkworm."

As Fu Yunshen fed blood to Ying Zijin, he picked up the phone to call a confidant at the headquarters of the Judicial Hall, "Check the data on Fire Snow Silkworm."

After the blood entered her mouth, Ying Zijin’s complexion visibly improved a bit.

Foo Xi’s expression changed, "Your blood..."

She had certainly encountered individuals whose blood had special effects, and there were not a few of such people.

Most of them had consumed some rare medicinal herb when they were young, and after the herb had been absorbed by the body, their blood gained corresponding effects.

But someone as miraculous as Fu Yunshen was truly unheard of.

A few minutes later, Fu Yunshen received the information.

The data showed that an expedition team had discovered traces of the Fire Snow Silkworm in a desert within the Ancient Martial World.

But there were two wolves guarding nearby, comparable to Ancient Martial Grandmasters, and no one dared to harvest it.

The coordinates were clear.

Foo Xi was secretly astonished.

No wonder the Judicial Hall also controlled all intelligence in the Ancient Martial World.

No wonder families like the Xie Family and others wanted to eliminate the Shadow.

This kind of power, who wouldn’t want it?

After reading, Fu Yunshen’s gaze fell softly upon the girl, "I’ll go get the medicine. I’ll be back in no more than three hours."

Foo Xi nodded in agreement.

Just as Fu Yunshen stood up, ready to leave, his hand was suddenly grasped.

He paused, turning his head.

Ying Zijin hadn’t awakened, but the hold on his hand was just a subconscious action.

He was silent for a moment, then carefully picked up the girl.

That’s right.