Enchanting Alchemist

"Do you have a way, or do you have any idea what you can do?" Hua Ruge turned and look at him.    

The Young Master Wu Hen withdrew her lazy posture, and said with a serious expression while looking at her: "There are two ways to save Tuoba Rui. The first way is to thoroughly improve his fate, and the second way is to only save and revive him."    

"What are the methods?" Hua Ruge asked carefully.    

"One is to use you to refine medicine, and two is to obtain the Herba Flavescentis that will grow in the East Sea." The Young Master Wu Hen continued.    

"East China Sea?" Hua Ruge felt that it was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who had told her before.    

"Looks like Yun Jin told you." Young Master Wu Hen continued to speak as he watched her slowly become stiff, "The Herba Flavescentis will take another year before it matures."    

"No ?" Hua Ruge held his head painfully and experienced despair for the first time.    

Young Master Wu Hen wrapped a hand around her neck, placing it on her trembling shoulder and said: "I'm telling you all of this to prepare you mentally, but who can say if there's anything that cannot be resolved."    

Hua Ruge was quiet for a moment, after that he took a deep breath, calmed himself down and patted his own face, and said: "Ever since something happened to him, I have been easily emotional, I shouldn't have."    

Her eyes were red, and it was clear that she had been crying.    

When Young Master Wu Hen saw this, his heart ached even more. He sighed and said, "If you had been a bit weaker, you probably wouldn't have suffered so much."    

Anyone could get hurt, so it wasn't that hard to bear.    

However, even though he was injured and in extreme pain, he still calmly wore a layer of armor to tenaciously resist. Regardless of how determined he was, just the repeated despair was enough to break him down.    

"That won't be me." Hua Ruge grinned, but his eyes were determined, as if he was declaring war against fate.    

At this moment, the carriage stopped.    

"Let's go." Hua Ruge said before he got off the carriage.    

"You must measure your strength." Young Master Wu Hen instructed.    

At this time, Hua Ruge, who had already jumped down from the palanquin, opened it and mischievously said to him who was inside: "It's no big deal, you have to know your limits."    

The Young Master Wu Hen was startled, Hua Ruge had already put down the carriage curtain and left.    

Young Master Wu Hen looked at the floating white curtain and revealed a bitter smile. This kind of woman, how could she not be his?    

The sedan was lifted, and it left the Priestess Palace.    

At this time, Hua Ruge was waiting for her to return. Upon seeing her, he came over and greeted her: "Big sister, why do you look so ugly?"    

"So obvious?" Hua Ruge touched his face.    

"The imperial physician is waiting in the side hall. I'll get someone to invite him over." Lan Bing'er did not care about her joking, he immediately called for help.    

"Stop, stop, stop." Hua Ruge pulled on her clothes and pulled her back, saying, "I'm a doctor myself, there's no need for me to treat you."    

"It's the doctor who hasn't taken good care of himself." Lan Bing'er looked at her obviously pale face with ill intent.    

"Isn't there someone even more sick to look after it?" Hua Ruge rubbed between his eyebrows.    

Lan Bing'er knew that it was useless to persuade her now, so he asked: "How are Battle King's injuries?"    

"He's about to die. The Life Continuing Pill can only let him live for three days." Hua Ruge said, he stared fixedly at the setting sun outside the palace walls, and numbly corrected: "No, it's two days."    

"How can it be so serious?" Lan Bing'er was obviously shocked.    

When she arrived, she arrived a bit later than most and didn't see Tuoba Rui, so she didn't know what happened to her.    

"Bing-Er, let me ask you, can you save such an injury?" Hua Ruge suddenly looked at him, with some hope hidden in her eyes.    

Lan Bing'er fell into deep thought under her attentive gaze, and said half an hour later, "I won't hide it from big sister as well. The rumors that the continent has always been around that the High Priest was chosen by the gods are true, because the High Priest can indeed become a god."    

"So mystical?" Hua Ruge spoke carelessly, but he clenched his hands tightly.    

Lan Bing'er said after nodding his head, "I can now communicate with Realm Gods and use my divine power at a specific time and place, but I don't have any kind of healing ability."    

"No?" Do all the High Priests of history do not have one, or do you the only one who doesn't? " Hua Ruge asked again, his eyes staring straight at him, obviously trying to control his emotions.    

Lan Bing'er thought for a while and said, "I have checked in the records and did not find any healing ability."    

"And he told me to come to you?" Hua Ruge faintly felt that something was amiss.    

After all, Purple Clouds Holy Land were two of the three great forces. How could they not know that throughout the generations, had not existed, yet Yun Jin had called her back to ask Lan Bing'er.    

However, why did he ask her to leave that place? What was he hiding from himself?    

When she thought of this, she abruptly stood up and spat out a large mouthful of blood. Then, she took a few steps back.    

Lan Bing'er stepped forward to support her and found that she had already fallen into a coma.    

"Elder sister, what happened to you?" Lan Bing'er was about to cry. In her mind, Hua Ruge had always been strongly blocking in front of her, so how did he become so weak now?    

The imperial physician took a look at it and sighed. "This lady had consumed a healing pill. Her body should have been better, but her emotions fluctuated greatly. The spiritual energy in her body was rampant, and her injuries were aggravated."    

He had lived half his life and had never seen a person's body deteriorate in such a manner in only half a day.    

"Open the medicine." Lan Bing'er waved his hand helplessly.    

After the imperial physician left, Lan Bing'er was thinking about what Hua Ruge had said before. Did she say that someone called her back?    

It was clear that there were people who wanted Hua Ruge to come to Priestess Palace and leave this place once he came.    

Where was the most likely place for someone to want Hua Ruge to leave?    

Lan Bing'er thought for a moment, looked up, and said: "Someone come."    

As soon as he finished speaking, a white-robed priest walked in.    

"Send a team of Guardian Knights to watch over the ground where the Purple Clouds Holy Land has settled. If there is any movement, report it immediately." Lan Bing'er made a prompt decision.    

The white-clothed priest hesitated for a moment and said, "High Priest, those are people from the Purple Clouds Holy Land after all. If we so blatantly send people to monitor them, it will not end well if we arouse Zi Xiao's displeasure with the Da Yu."    

"I will bear all the consequences." Lan Bing'er said flatly.    

Although the white-robed priest still felt that the situation wasn't good, he didn't have the guts to defy the order. He turned around and left.    

Lan Bing'er turned around and tucked Hua Ruge in, his expression did not change much from start to finish.    

Her sense of belonging towards the Da Yu was not strong, but she had always regarded Hua Ruge as her only kin, so she did not need to choose at this time.    

It was just like how, when Hua Ruge saw that she was bullied, he did not even consider how big of a trouble he would stir up when he rushed out to beat her up.