However, this disciple of the Ghost Doctor was not someone just anyone could meet. Qi Capital attached considerable importance to him, and Hao Yunsheng, King of the West Court, had stationed guards here to prevent people from disturbing him casually. In truth, if the Ghost Doctor's disciple did not wish to receive visitors, under normal circumstances, few would dare disturb him rashly.
In short, after observing the place, Yan Baoru discovered people watching both openly and in secret. Even the nearby street vendors looked somewhat suspicious. She had no way to approach that residence without alerting others.
She could only wait nearby for an opportunity.
The dignified second-ranked expert on the Pill Ranking had disguised herself and fallen into such a bedraggled state. Even she herself likely had never imagined this before.
But there was no other way. Whether it was the three neutral sects or Niu Youdao as he was now, neither was someone she could afford to provoke, and neither side would let her off...
In the secluded courtyard, ever since its new master arrived, the scents of medicinal herbs—sometimes rich, sometimes faint—had never left the residence.
In a renovated side room, rows of cages held separated mice. Wu Xin, the Ghost Doctor's disciple, dressed in a green robe, stood before the cages, observing the reactions of the mice after they had been fed medicine.
The courtyard gate outside opened. Guo Man, who now served almost as Wu Xin's personal maid, brought several people inside. They carried in several baskets of medicinal herbs and, following Guo Man's instructions, placed them in the storeroom for herbs.
A great deal of medicine was used here, and a great deal was wasted as well. Most of it was squandered during various experiments.
But that did not matter. So long as this