The new mission of the CEO of the Miraculous Doctor after traveling through time

In the vast world of immortal cultivation, there is an extremely mysterious Misty Forest, which is shrouded in mist all year round and full of dangers. Even experienced immortal cultivators dare not easily set foot in it. But according to legend, in the deepest part of this forest, there grows a kind of magical grass that can help people break through the bottleneck of cultivation and be reborn, which has attracted countless adventurers.

Meizi, a young female cultivator with a light figure and a determined look, resolutely stepped into the daunting Misty Forest in order to save her seriously ill master. She was dressed in plain clothes, holding a shining fairy sword, and carefully moved towards the depths of the forest. As she went deeper, the fog around her became thicker and thicker, as if it was real, blocking her vision. She could only grope forward with her keen sense of spirit. The road under her feet was rugged and difficult to walk on, the steep valley was bottomless, and the turbulent river was roaring, making a deafening sound. If she was not careful, she would be doomed.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a fiery breath suddenly filled the air. Meizi's heart tightened, knowing that she had encountered the fairy beast guarding the fairy grass. Sure enough, in the thick fog ahead, a huge Qilin beast with flames all over its body slowly appeared. It was more than two people tall, and its scales shone with a metallic luster. The eyes on the Qilin's head were like burning charcoal, staring at Meizi intently, and a low roar came out of its mouth, the sound waves rolling, shaking the surrounding trees.

Meiko didn't dare to delay, and quickly made a gesture. The fairy sword instantly shone brightly, creating a light curtain in front of her, barely blocking the raging flames spewed out by the Qilin beast. The flames were extremely hot, and wherever they passed, the ground was instantly charred, and the stones were melted into magma-like liquid. Meiko's figure flashed, and she teleported to the side of the Qilin beast like a ghost, and the fairy sword in her hand stabbed the Qilin beast's neck with a sharp sword energy. The Qilin beast reacted very quickly, and its thick tail swept over like a steel whip, and Meiko had no choice but to pull back.

The two sides fought back and forth, and the battle became fierce. Meizi's spiritual power was greatly consumed, and her breath gradually became unstable. Sweat soaked her clothes, and her hair was messy and stuck to her cheeks. But her eyes became more determined, and she thought to herself: This kind of strong attack is definitely not a good strategy, and I must find the weakness of this fairy beast. While dodging the Qilin beast's attack, she carefully observed and found that after the Qilin beast spit fire, there would be a faint light under the scales on its abdomen, and during the short pause, the breath would be disordered for a moment.

Meizi came up with a plan, pretending to be defeated and retreating repeatedly, causing the Qilin beast to press forward step by step. When the Qilin beast opened its mouth and spit out flames again, Meizi retreated instead of advancing, and the spiritual power in her body surged wildly, converging on the magic sword, forming a dazzling spiritual power vortex. Taking advantage of the moment when the scales on the Qilin beast's abdomen glowed and its breath was disordered, Meizi shouted and shot out like a meteor, stabbing the magic sword in her hand fiercely into the flaw in the Qilin beast's abdomen.

The Qilin beast let out a painful roar, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang. After struggling for a few times, it stopped moving. Meizi sat on the ground, gasping for breath, her face pale but unable to hide her joy. After a short rest, she stood up and walked towards the fairy grass that was emitting a soft glow not far away. The fairy grass was crystal clear, with dewdrops rolling on the leaves, emitting bursts of refreshing fragrance. Meizi carefully picked the fairy grass and put it in a special jade box, her heart full of hope for the recovery of her master.

However, just as Meiko was about to leave, the fog around her began to swirl strangely, and a sinister laugh echoed in the woods: "Little girl, you think you can take the magic grass so easily just because you hurt my guardian beast?" Meiko gripped the magic sword vigilantly and looked around, only to see a man in a black robe with a stern face slowly walking out of the thick fog. He exuded a strong and strange aura, and he was actually a master of magic.

"This magical herb grows right here in the Misty Forest. Whoever is capable can get it. What right do you have to stop me?" Meiko responded without showing any weakness. The demonic man snorted coldly, "Humph, you are not qualified to compete with me for it. Hand over the magical herb obediently, and I will spare your life." After that, he flashed and appeared in front of Meiko in an instant, and raised his hand to attack with a black magic flame.

Meizi dodged sideways, wielded the magic sword, and fought fiercely with the man of the magic sect. The man's magic skills were strange and unpredictable, and Meizi gradually became unable to resist. She had several more wounds on her body, and her clothes were stained red with blood. But when she thought of her master on the sickbed who was still waiting for the magic grass to save his life, she gritted her teeth and stubbornly resisted with a kind of obsession.

Seeing Meizi being so tenacious, the demon man got angry and used his ultimate move "Nine Nether Soul Devouring Curse". For a moment, ghosts and wolves howled all around, and countless black ghosts rushed towards Meizi, intending to erode her mind. Meizi felt a splitting headache and her consciousness gradually blurred, but her concern for her master in her heart was like a beam of light, allowing her to always hold on to the last bit of clarity.

At the critical moment of life and death, Meizi suddenly remembered a purification technique that her master had taught her. She quickly closed her eyes and concentrated, muttering something, and a layer of soft golden light appeared around her. The golden light seemed to have intelligence, dispelling the surrounding black ghosts and gradually dissolving the power of the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Curse. The demon man was shocked when he saw this, and he obviously didn't expect Meizi to have such a backup plan.

Taking this opportunity, Meizi endured the pain and gathered all the remaining spiritual power in her body on the immortal sword, performing the unique skill of her master, "Qingfeng Poyun Sword". The immortal sword turned into a dazzling sword light, piercing towards the demon man like a rainbow piercing the sun. The demon man was unable to dodge, and his chest was pierced by the sword energy. He screamed and fell to the ground and died.

Meizi also collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion of spiritual power, and it took her a long time to recover. She struggled to get up, and after confirming that the fairy grass was intact, she dragged her exhausted body and walked out of the forest step by step.

When Meizi walked out of the Misty Forest, the sun shone on her, reflecting a tired but strong silhouette. She knew that although this dangerous journey had experienced life and death, as long as she could save her master, everything was worth it. The future road to immortal cultivation may still be full of thorns, but at this moment, she held hope and was not afraid of any difficulties.

Meizi hurried back to her master's sect with the immortal grass she had finally obtained. As soon as she entered the mountain gate, Ling'er, who had been waiting for a long time, came to greet her. Her eyes were full of anxiety and expectation: "Senior Sister Meizi, you are finally back. It must have been a difficult journey. Are you injured?" Meizi smiled slightly and shook her head gently: "No problem, I have accomplished my mission and got the immortal grass."

The two did not dare to delay and went straight to the pharmacy. In the pharmacy, various medicine cauldrons and medicine utensils were neatly placed, and the air was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance. Meizi carefully took out the jade box containing the fairy grass from her arms and opened the lid. In an instant, the refreshing fragrance spread and filled the entire pharmacy. Ling'er came closer, eyes wide open, and exclaimed: "This is the legendary fairy grass, it is really magical."

Meizi nodded slightly, and with a solemn look, she took out the prescription that she had prepared long ago. This was the prescription that her master had given her before she set out, and it was specially prepared for refining the medicine for treatment. "Ling'er, let's get started. Master's illness cannot be delayed." Ling'er responded, and began to prepare the utensils swiftly.

First, they had to clean the fairy grass. Ling'er brought a basin of spiritual spring water. This spring water was taken from the spiritual veins of the back mountain. It contained abundant spiritual power and was most suitable for washing the materials for refining elixirs. Meizi gently put the fairy grass into the water, and with the magic formula in her hand changing, she guided the spiritual spring water to flow slowly around the fairy grass, washing away the impurities on the surface. The fairy grass trembled slightly in the water, as if it was stretching its body, and the leaves became more and more crystal clear.

After washing, it was time to cut it. Meizi held a sharp spiritual knife, which could precisely control the cutting force to ensure that the texture of the medicinal material was not damaged. She held her breath and cut the fairy grass into even slices according to the prescription. Each slice was as thin as a cicada's wing and could clearly let light through. Ling'er helped by holding the cut fairy grass slices with her spiritual power and gently placing them into the preheated medicine cauldron on the side.

Under the medicine cauldron, there was a flame ignited by a special spiritual wood, the flame was steady and the temperature was controllable. Meizi and Ling'er stood on both sides of the medicine cauldron, pinching their fingers at the same time to guide the temperature of the flame. As the temperature rose, the fairy grass in the medicine cauldron gradually melted and turned into a pool of medicine liquid emitting a faint glow. At this time, Ling'er followed the instructions and put the other auxiliary medicines that had been prepared long ago into the cauldron one by one. Some of these auxiliary medicines could neutralize the strong nature of the fairy grass, while others could enhance the efficacy of the medicine. They complemented each other and were indispensable.

With the continuous injection of spiritual power and the control of the temperature, the liquid medicine in the medicine cauldron gradually became thicker, and the color changed from the initial clear to a deep golden brown. Meizi's forehead was covered with sweat, but her eyes were always focused. She knew that this link was crucial. If she made a mistake, all the previous efforts would be wasted. Ling'er used her spiritual power to detect the status of the liquid medicine from time to time and reported to Meizi softly.

When the liquid medicine is just thick enough, it is the critical moment to make the pill. Meizi and Ling'er looked at each other, and together, they injected all their spiritual power into the medicine cauldron. In an instant, the medicine cauldron shone brightly, and bursts of pill sounds came from the cauldron. With a crisp sound, several round and plump pills emitting rosy light slowly rose in the cauldron.

Meizi was delighted and quickly caught the pill in the jade bottle. She gently shook the bottle and looked at the pill inside, feeling a sense of accomplishment. Ling'er also cheered: "Sister, we succeeded! Master is saved!" Meizi nodded, tears flashing in her eyes: "Yes, the hardships along the way are worth it."

The two of them walked quickly towards the master's residence with the elixir, eager to put the light of hope into the master's mouth and start the master's road to recovery.