The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 377 - 223: Strange Illness_2

The woman on the dentist’s chair had her eyes tightly closed, yet her eyelids kept twitching, seemingly trapped in a nightmare. Her complexion was so pale it was almost purplish, her teeth chattering nonstop. Ning Xiaoxian reached out to touch her, and was startled—the lady’s face was frighteningly cold. One should know, it was now mid-May, and although there was still a hint of coolness day and night, it was now morning, not to mention that the woman was covered with five thick cotton quilts, almost fully wrapped like a rice dumpling.

Even enveloped so securely, Miss Wu Yunfang, daughter of the City Lord, felt as if she had fallen into an icy lake in December, shivering incessantly. Ning Xiaoxian turned her head to see that the windows of the room were tightly shut and several large pots of charcoal fire blazed in the corner, seemingly the maids were afraid the sick would get too cold.

Ning Xiaoxian grabbed the patient’s wrist, checking her pulse, and then frowned—the pulse of Miss Wu was fast and forceful, indicating excessive heat, manifesting as a surge of pathogenic heat and acceleration in blood flow. Logically, it should be an externally contracted heat disease causing the illness, compounded by her heartbeat thundering like drums, hardly resembling someone harmed by the cold.

Her illness, fundamentally, was inconsistent inside and out.

"Miss, have you taken any Spiritual Medicine?" Ning Xiaoxian turned to ask a nearby maid. The maid answered respectfully.

"Even these medicines can’t cure it?" Lord Wu Huo gave his daughter quite a few Spiritual Medicines, yet none took effect, the disease seemed to grow even more severe. She sighed, it seemed that today, there would be a tough battle to fight.

With internal blood stasis cleared and assisted by Spiritual Medicines, though just having undergone chest surgery the day before, Miluo was barely able to walk after a night of rest. He moved next to Wu Yunfang, sniffing carefully. Ning Xiaoxian glanced at him and couldn’t help but lower her head to suppress a laugh: he looked just like a Pomeranian sniffing around a telegraph pole!

Miluo didn’t care what she was thinking, he simply transmitted to Ning Xiaoxian, "Pull down the quilt covering her."

She did as instructed, rolling the quilt to reveal Wu Yunfang in her undergarment. Tu Jin frowned slightly, stepped forward to block the maid’s view, then placed his index finger near the patient’s ear, and a wisp of black air stealthily entered.

Miluo observed this scene, a gleam in his eye.

Ning Xiaoxian sent the maids away.

After a dozen seconds or so, Tu Jin retracted the black air back into his body. He closed his eyes for a moment, as if discerning finely, then he spoke in a low voice, "Her soul is intact, but in great pain. It seems... it seems all her sensations have been inverted." Not just Ning Xiaoxian and Miluo, but Changtian in the God Demon Prison was also waiting for the results of the Soul Search, so he simply stated it quietly. However, he conveniently established a Barrier in the room, ensuring that the three Cultivators waiting outside could not hear.

"Inverted?"

"Correct. She feels cold when encountering heat, and feels heat in response to cold, pleasant scents smell foul, fine foods taste like urine... a sensory inversion. Even at this moment, she believes herself to be awake, yet she is actually deep in slumber." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

The room fell silent for a while, until Ning Xiaoxian, Miluo, and Changtian suddenly spoke in unison, "Gu Technique!"

Ning Xiaoxian suddenly asked, "Inside her mind, did you see past scenes, notice anyone who has had conflicts with her?"

Tu Jin concentrated and then shook his head, "This woman usually keeps a low profile, is gentle by nature, and does not create enemies. Lord Wu has only one Lady, and only this daughter was born." He paused, then continued, "Hmm, she is engaged to the eldest son of the wealthy Lin Family from West City, the wedding is about half a month away."

Tu Jin had no wish to linger longer in this lady’s boudoir; his task was complete, so he excused himself and returned to the courtyard.

Ning Xiaoxian propped her hands beneath her chin, saying, "I read in the ’Gu Scripture’ that there is a kind of Gu called Flipping Gu, which can make reality and sensation become inverted. But its effect takes time to manifest, and doesn’t induce unconsciousness this quickly. What’s going on here?"

Miluo spoke dispassionately, "The art of Gu is ever-changing, unpredictable; no one dares claim they can exhaust its mysteries. In the time we spend talking, perhaps new types of Gu have emerged."

With the Barrier up in the room, he felt at ease to speak directly, not worrying about being overheard from outside, saving some demonic power in the process.

After all, she had only been studying the Gu Scripture for less than three months, and was rightfully seeking advice from an expert like himself, "Could it be a new variant? How do we counter it?"

He snorted coldly, "Why look to me? Don’t you have any ideas of your own?"

Crafty fox, daring to play coy at such a time! She inwardly cursed, then put on a beaming smile, "I can handle ordinary Gu Techniques, but for such an odd and difficult ailment, naturally, we must ask for an expert to take action."

Truly frustrating, she was a novice at studying Gu, and Changtian was also not too familiar with these strange techniques of the Mortal World, otherwise why would she need to ask for his help?

As expected, the flattery seemed to please the expert, and Miluo gestured for her to lift up Wu Yunfang’s upper garment. The young lady did have a quite nice figure, and Ning Xiaoxian took a moment to observe Miluo, finding this fox demon’s gaze towards women indifferent, as if looking at a piece of wood. "Perhaps he’s already become indifferent to numerous admirers," she speculated maliciously.

The patient’s abdomen was pale white, making the cyanotic bruise near her navel stand out sharply.

With just a glance, Miluo affirmed, "It is indeed the Flipping Gu. Those afflicted show such a bruise on the abdomen, with the severity indicated by the color; the lightest being pale red, and the darkest purple-black. Her bruise has turned cyanotic; without treatment, she will surely die within three days!" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, we welcome you to visit qidian.com to cast a recommendation ticket, Monthly Ticket, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)