Wang Mu

Although the old man spoke lightly, Yi Yun could sense the grief in his heart; even his breathing trembled slightly.

He was originally treated by the Wu Ling Clan, but Wu Ling Clan later concluded that he was beyond cure and sent him home, which was clearly an abandonment of his health.

Thinking of this, Yi Yun couldn't help but glance at Xiao Xiao's father again with his senses, and he felt a sense of helplessness and reality.

The Wu Ling Clan took a liking to him because of his talent. When he was no longer of value, they naturally abandoned him. At that time, only his relatives would take him home, now unable to move, and silently care for him. But what could an old man and a child do? They could only wait in despair for his death in futile care.

"Grandpa, let me take a look at you."

Yi Yun stood up. Although he was not good at treating illnesses, he still had some methods.

The old man shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir. Actually, if it could be cured, the Wu Ling Clan would be cured as well, but even the Wu Ling Clan's physicians are powerless to help."

The old man didn't believe Yi Yun had such an ability, but he had been living in grief for the past few years, so he still took a chance and brought Yi Yun into the inner room.

"This is my son, his Wang Mu."

The old man wiped Wang Mu's face. The young man on the bed was barely breathing and looked like he wouldn't last more than a few months.

Yi Yun noticed his slightly bulging veins and the blue veins at the corners of his eyes, as if he had been enduring great pain even while unconscious.

Yi Yun stared at Wang Mu's dantian, using his senses to probe his body for a long time. The man's meridians were eroded, and in some places, there were tiny blue spots on the meridians themselves, which were difficult to notice without careful observation.

"Um?"

Upon seeing these tiny blue spots, Yi Yun frowned.

This is...

Yi Yun suddenly realized something and carefully compared the spots on Wang Mu's meridians with the records in the "Medicine God's Classics".

"Blue Shadow Grass..." Yi Yun murmured.

"What?"

"A rare medicinal herb, Blue Shadow Grass, is extremely expensive due to its scarcity. If ground into a liquid and mixed with Soul Severing Sand, it becomes a deadly poison. Ingestion will torment someone for years, slowly eroding their powers until death..."

"This poison is very rare, and few people use it. It's also difficult to detect initially. Only when the person who took it is dying will subtle symptoms appear, such as blue spots appearing in the depleted veins, just like your son's current condition..."

Yi Yun said with a stern face, "The records of Blue Shadow Grass in the Medicine God's Classics mainly focus on its medicinal methods and effects, while the records on its toxicity are not very long because they are rarely used."

Unexpectedly, when I met this young man, he had been poisoned by Blue Shadow Grass and Soul Severing Sand.

"Poisoning... you said poisoning..."

Upon hearing Yi Yun's words, the old man was stunned. His son had met with misfortune while traveling for training. Although it was possible that he had been stabbed with a poisoned weapon, Yi Yun's description did not seem to match that at all.

Yi Yun said, "This poison is extremely expensive. It has two main characteristics: first, it is insidious, making it difficult to detect in the early stages; second, it is extremely torturous... The victim will suffer unimaginable torment. Unless there is a deep-seated hatred, this poison is generally not used. Moreover, even if it is used, it takes time to poison someone, for example, by making it into incense, gradually inducing the poisoning..."

Yi Yun sighed and said that when he discovered it was a mixture of Blue Shadow Grass and Soul Severing Sand poison, he understood that the old man's son was not seriously injured during his training, but rather that his own people had secretly poisoned him.

"Subtle and gradual influence..."

The old man trembled upon hearing those four words. His son had actually been murdered by people from the sect. Why... why did this happen!

Thinking back to Wang Mu's childhood, when he diligently practiced martial arts, striking the stakes until his fists bled, and risking his life for a little medicinal herb, he stumbled and struggled his way up until he finally showed his talent and entered the Wu Ling Clan. Who could have imagined that just when his dream of martial arts was almost realized, he would be betrayed by his own fellow disciples?

Thinking of all this, the old man felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and tears streamed down his face.

"Young master, please... please save my son...!"

The old man said in a trembling voice, knowing that his request was excessive; he had only given Yi Yun a pass.

"It's difficult." Yi Yun pondered. "Although I can concoct the antidote, I may not be able to find the necessary herbs. Moreover, he has been poisoned for too long. Even if he is cured, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to return to his former self."

Wang Mu's meridians were corroded, and he had been lying in bed for so long. It would require a lot of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and a long period of quiet recuperation for him to recover. Yi Yun did not think Wang Mu had the conditions to do so.

"I understand. I was just asking out of a sliver of hope. Thank you, young master."

The old man sighed deeply. This was probably fate. His son went to the sect and suddenly returned in this state. What could he do? He didn't even have the chance to seek justice. This was the tragedy of the weak.

Yi Yun didn't know what to say, but at that moment, the little girl next to the old man suddenly knelt down.

"Young master, please save my father! Just wake him up, I don't need him to be back to his old self. Just wake up, just let him see me. I only have my grandfather and father left, and we can't survive anymore. This house and that teahouse are going to be taken back. We... we..."

As the little girl spoke, her eyes filled with tears, and her voice choked with sobs, "As long as you, young master, are willing to save my father, Xiao Xiao is willing to serve you like a slave to repay your kindness."

"Your residence is going to be taken back?" Yi Yun frowned. "Isn't this house your father's private property?"

The little girl sobbed, "It used to be... but ever since my father got sick, they've said no. They said this place was just allocated to my father by the Wu Ling Clan, and that my father used up a lot of the clan's resources when he was cultivating, and he also used a lot of medicine when he was sick. They said this house can't even cover the debt."

"It really is true that once someone leaves, they're forgotten..."

Yi Yun shook his head. He didn't believe that the higher-ups of the Wu Ling Clan would be interested in this house. They probably didn't care about Wang Mu 'Wu Ling Clan property at all.

But the petty villains under the Wu Ling Clan might not care. For them, bullying this elderly couple with their child would be incredibly easy. And without Wang Mu, how could the higher-ups of the Wu Ling Clan possibly care about the life or death of this grandfather and grandson?

Yi Yun sighed, helped the little girl up, and said, "I will try to wake your father, but whether I can do it is uncertain. Also, where is your mother?"

According to the old man, the girl's mother was also a disciple of the Wu Ling Clan, so why didn't she take care of the two of them?

"My mother... she might... she might... not want me anymore."

At this point, the little girl could no longer hold back her tears; her body was trembling violently, and she was sobbing uncontrollably.

"You don't want me anymore?"

Yi Yun was shocked. Could there be such a heartless mother? She didn't even want her own daughter, letting others bully her?

"Young master, my daughter-in-law hasn't shown up since my son fell ill. She's a perfectly good young woman, and it's only natural for her to remarry. I can't find fault with her at all, but she won't even come to visit... She doesn't even care about Xiao Xiao anymore. I was worried she was tied up with something, so I inquired around. But a few months ago, some people from the Wu Ling Clan asked me for the house, and when I asked them, they laughed at me. That's when I learned that my daughter-in-law is getting married. The wedding ceremony is in just over ten days. Thinking about it now, it's ridiculous for me to still call her my daughter-in-law..."

The old man's words were incredibly heartbreaking.

"Wedding ceremony..."

Yi Yun frowned upon hearing this. Wang Mu wasn't dead yet, and they were already having a wedding ceremony?

Ever since Wang Mu was abandoned by the Wu Ling Clan and taken back by the old man, she has never visited him once. She also abandoned her daughter and let the grandfather and grandson be bullied. Even a heartless person wouldn't go to such lengths.

As Yi Yun continued to think about it, he felt a chill run down his spine. Wang Mu's wife was his bedmate; what if she were the one who poisoned him...?

But why did Wang Mu's wife kill her husband? If she didn't like him, why did she marry Wang Mu in the first place? And why did she have a child after marrying him? For a martial Wang Mu, if they didn't want to get pregnant, they could simply seal their meridians, right?

Yi Yun felt there were many things he couldn't understand, but Yi Yun intuitively felt that Wang Mu's poisoning was most likely related to that woman.

If we can awaken Wang Mu, perhaps we can find an explanation...

Yi Yun looked at Wang Mu and felt that he was in a very difficult situation. In the absence of medicinal materials, it would not be easy to even wake him up.

I guess I'll have to give it a try...