Han Yun stopped in his tracks, he narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly turned to face the man who had just spoken, “What do you mean by that?”
“The man now said solemnly, “I know you are eager to find those people. I might have a way to help you find them sooner.”
“Han Yun paused, he didn’t rush to speak, but just stared deeply at this person. ”
The man felt a shiver run down his spine from the intensity of her gaze. He was completely unsure what would happen next.
The scene fell silent for a moment. Han Yun suddenly raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at these men, and said with an ambiguous meaning, “So, what do you want?”
Being exposed by Han Yunchi, the man pursed his lips, a hint of embarrassment on his face. However, for the sake of these junior disciples around him, he still had to grit his teeth and say:
“You are indeed clever. If I could help you find the person you’re looking for, would you be willing to help me find a doctor?”
“Doctor? You only need to leave this mountain, there are plenty of doctors outside. Why do you need me to find one?”
The man shook his head slightly, “My lord, you are unaware. What we need to treat is not this injury, but… the poison within.”
Are they poisoned?
Han Yun couldn’t help but subtly narrow his eyes. The man, as if sensing Han Yun’s thoughts, preemptively explained, “Before the Valley Master died, he was afraid we would abandon the younger sister, so he poisoned us all. The antidote can only be made by her.”
These years, I have secretly sought out physicians, but no matter how skilled they are, none of them know how to remove the poison from our bodies.
If this month comes, and I have no cure, I shall die.
…”
Han Yun frowned, “You guys are his disciples at least. Just to protect your little sister for your whole lives, he actually made you take this poison?”
The man let out a wry smile. “We were orphans abandoned long ago. We used to beg for food in the city, barely scraping by with one meal sometimes going without another, and often getting beaten up as well. So when our Master found us, he asked if we would be willing to die for him if he could guarantee that we would eat three meals a day and never go hungry again. To us, such a life was beyond our wildest dreams. Of course, we agreed.”
“All of us, and those brothers who have died in these past years, are willing to give our lives for Master. When we arrived, the younger sister was still an infant. To us, she was a beloved younger sister whom we were more than happy to spoil and protect. So when Master departed, he asked us to take poison and swear to protect the younger sister for life. We didn’t hesitate.”
At this point, he choked up and couldn’t speak. They had always felt that their little junior sister was their own blood sister, but who knew in her heart, they were just servants protecting her. Even if they died for her, it would be deserved.
He had to admit, seeing his junior sister so heartless, and recalling all the things their master had made them do over the years, he suddenly understood.
The master had them practicing a specific heart method, and they were doing very well. Their inner strength was increasing rapidly. However, sometimes when they woke up, they would find their inner strength had weakened again.
He originally thought he wasn’t suited for martial arts, so his internal energy couldn’t improve.
When the younger apprentice used forbidden magic to absorb their inner strength, he immediately understood the lies their master had been weaving for them all these years.
It turned out that over the years, their lack of progress wasn’t due to limited ability, but because all the internal energy they had painstakingly cultivated was absorbed by the junior sister.
No wonder every time they felt like they had failed, the next day, their junior sister would excitedly show off how much her internal energy had increased in front of them.
And Master… he should have passed away ten years ago, but he somehow managed to live until a couple of years ago.
Now that I think back, every time the Master fell seriously ill, he would have two or three disciples with high internal energy attend to him closely during that period.
And during that time, the master forbade other disciples from approaching his room.
Then, after a few days, the Master’s spirits would noticeably improve, but the disciples who served him closely would become extremely weak.
Not long after the master’s recovery, he would dispatch his disciples down the mountain to buy things.
Every time, when those disciples failed to return, the master would say that they had betrayed the sect and refused to come back.
And as the eldest disciple, he couldn’t have failed to notice his master’s unusual behavior. Perhaps it was because of his master’s kindness in taking him in all those years ago that he had always forced himself not to speculate further.
He doesn’t want to think of his master as too cruel, does he?
Even before the master died, he had a suspicion about what was going on. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have secretly sought out a doctor to find an antidote when leaving the mountain.
It’s a pity that the master passed away two years ago. During this time, he also consulted many doctors, but none of them had a way to detoxify him.
Besides, the younger sister grew up under their care, and they genuinely wanted to protect her. So, these days, they’ve almost resigned themselves to it.
Over the past month, there have been many people who have trespassed into this mountain. Looking at their powerful martial arts skills and their ability to counter the hallucinogenic drugs they release, his heart, which had long since grown inactive, suddenly became lively again.
So those people who came in recently, he actually did something to them. If you were to bring him to find someone, he would have a high chance of finding them.
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