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Fu Yan felt very embarrassed. He understood Fu Jiuyao's feelings, but this was not a problem with his medical skills. It was that there was no antidote for the poison itself. The person who poisoned her was obviously aware of this and attacked her. If the sharp blade really pierced her heart, she would probably die.

Fu Jiuyao looked at Fu Yan and shook his head and sighed. He suddenly remembered something and immediately mentioned: "The Fu family has a secret medicine. Can it cure this poison?"

Fu Yan looked at him in shock, with a flash of astonishment in his eyes. He quickly said, "Uncle! Don't do anything stupid. This secret medicine is the holy medicine of the clan! If you give it to others without permission, the heads of the eight major branches will definitely use this as an excuse to overthrow you!"

As the ruler of the eight major families, Fu Jiuyao has always been feared, and the eight major branches almost never think about replacing him. However, Fu Jiuyao has a very high prestige, extraordinary IQ, and unmatched strength. They simply cannot find a person who can replace him. Therefore, Fu Jiuyao does not take the eight major branches seriously at all. At this moment, he has only one thought in his mind, which is to save Yu Jin.

Fu Yan seemed to sense Fu Jiuyao's determination and shouted anxiously: "Uncle, have you forgotten that you are destined to encounter a calamity? This secret medicine is the only treasure that can break this calamity!" When Fu Jiuyao was ten years old, a master predicted that he would encounter a huge calamity in the future, and the secret medicine of the clan was the only thing that could resolve this calamity.

Fu Jiuyao glanced at him, but didn't say anything. His eyes fell on the woman on the bed again. He said firmly: "If she is in trouble, there is no need to wait for the catastrophe to come. If she lives, I live; if she dies, I die!" After saying this, he stood up resolutely and walked out the door. Before leaving, he left a sentence: "Take good care of her!" and left without looking back.

Fu Yan looked at the woman on the bed helplessly and fell into deep thought: "How could you be so worthy of my uncle being so flustered?!"

Fu Yan has always been a cold-blooded person, who only likes medical books and difficult and complicated diseases. He disdains to pay any attention to the eight branches of the Fu family, but he has been good friends with his younger uncle who is of the same age since childhood.

Both of them are the most watched people in the Fu family. One is a rare talent in the Fu family in a century, and the other is a brilliant and dominant king.

He and Fu Jiuyao grew up together. Later, he went to Muzhou to gain experience. When he returned, he had changed a lot from before. He became taciturn and often absent-minded.

Occasionally, when Fu Jiuyao was in a trance, he heard him muttering a girl's name "Xiao Jin". Every time this happened, he felt confused and curious.

Every time he asked, Fu Jiuyao remained silent, just staring into the distance with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

Fu Yan looked at the woman on the bed. She was as beautiful as a fairy, with skin as white as snow, long hair cascading down the pillow like a waterfall, and a cool aura between her eyebrows.

He couldn't help but think of the girl who once made his uncle's heart beat fast - Xiaojin.

He didn't know who Xiao Jin was, nor did he know if she was the woman in front of him, but he knew that this woman must have a special status, otherwise his uncle would not have lost his composure like that.

Shu Lang and Mu Jin accompanied Fu Jiuyao in paddling the boat out of Tianjing Lake.

Shulang was more outgoing, and he asked whatever came to his mind: "Master, who is the woman in your room?"

Mu Jin glared at him, blaming him for talking too much. However, Shu Lang did not think that his question was inappropriate. He was really curious, was that woman the master had been thinking about for many years?

Fu Jiuyao was completely absent-minded, thinking only of retrieving the elixir as soon as possible. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind - to obtain the elixir as soon as possible to save the woman's life.

The Fu clan's magical medicine, Nine-Comb Lotus, is the most precious medicinal material in the Fu clan. This medicine is extremely valuable, and only one plant can be obtained every hundred years. It is said to have the magical effect of bringing the dead back to life.

While Fu Jiuyao was lost in thought, the boat had already sailed to another river bank and docked. As soon as the boat docked, Fu Jiuyao couldn't wait to jump off the boat first. Seeing this, Shu Lang and Mu Jin hurriedly followed.

The three of them walked deeper into the forest together, until they slowly stopped in front of a majestic and towering attic door.

In the Holy Medicine Pavilion, Shu Lang looked at the eerie attic in front of him and swallowed subconsciously: "My Lord, this place is really chilling and terrifying!"

Shulang's words were not an exaggeration. Fu Jiuyao had only come here to pay homage once when he took over as the lord of Muzhou, and had never set foot here again since then.

"You guys wait outside." Fu Jiuyao walked forward.

Shu Lang and Mu Jin both knew how dangerous the road ahead was, but this Holy Medicine Pavilion only allowed successive Lords of Muzhou to enter. Anyone else who entered would be injured by the mechanisms and hidden weapons inside.

Fu Jiuyao stood in front of the door. The wooden door that had been sealed for more than ten years slowly opened. In an instant, dust flew everywhere, shaking the earth. It was extremely dark inside the door, and no indoor facilities could be seen at all.

"Master!" Mu Jin stepped forward worriedly, trying to stop Fu Jiuyao from entering, but Shu Lang raised his hand to stop him. He knew very well that once his master made a decision, no one could change it.

Fu Jiuyao walked quickly into the door, and the door slowly closed after he entered.

Shu Lang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and at this moment he was even more on pins and needles: "Master, what's going on? It's as difficult as climbing to heaven to retrieve the elixir. Moreover, this is a rare treasure of the clan. It only takes a hundred years to get one. It's so precious, why use it to treat the unconscious woman?"

Mu Jin glared at him fiercely: "It's fine if you say these words in front of me, but if the master hears them, you will never be able to follow the master again."

Shu Lang was so surprised that his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg: "Could it be that the master was bewitched by that woman?"

After saying that, he hurriedly covered his mouth, as if he was afraid that Fu Jiuyao would hear him. After all, Mu Jin was always good at seeing through people's hearts. Since he said that, there must be such a possibility.

Mu Jin sighed and looked at the tightly closed door. He couldn't help but worry for Fu Jiuyao. He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that his master would get what he wanted.

two days later,

Shu Lang and Mu Jin were like two door gods, quietly leaning on both sides of the gate, closing their eyes to rest. Today was already the third day, and the master still hadn't shown up, and there was no sound from inside. They didn't dare to slack off, and could only stand still like sculptures, eating wild fruits in the forest when they were hungry, and taking a nap by the gate when they were sleepy.

Finally, at dusk, the door made a slight sound and slowly opened. The two were still leaning against the door, and when they heard the sound, they stood up immediately as if they had been electrocuted, looking inside the door with surprise on their faces.

The door was completely opened, and what they saw was Fu Jiuyao, whose body was covered with bloodstains. His pale face and weak look shocked Shu Lang and Mu Jin. He was holding an exquisite wooden box tightly in his hand, and it seemed that the Nine-Combed Lotus had been picked.

He stepped out of the door with difficulty, staggering a little. The two men hurried forward to support him and wanted to take the box from his hand, but he flatly refused.

"Go back quickly!" His voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, carrying with it endless fatigue and determination.

Hearing the sound, the two of them did not dare to hesitate at all and immediately helped him walk towards the lake.