After thinking it over, Song Shuhang pressed the left arrow key and deleted the message in his chat box.
He understood that, given the personalities of the group members, even if he came forward to advise them, probably not many would listen. Besides, someone had already taken the medicine and was still lively and energetic, so the drug probably couldn't poison anyone to death in the short term?
Even so, Song Shuhang felt that he couldn't just leave them alone. All medicine was three parts poison. What if this Body Tempering Liquid or whatever was a slow-acting poison? It wouldn't kill anyone in the short term, but what if it took their lives after a long time?
So he had to confirm this prescription!
He was still worrying over the chuunibyou cultivators in the group.
All in all, Song Shuhang was the sort of person who was well-suited to receiving a Good Person Card.
He picked up the notebook beside him and copied down the names of the thirty ordinary medicinal ingredients from Medicine Master's Body Tempering Liquid that could be found online.
Song Shuhang had an older female cousin named Zhao Yaya who studied medicine.
Her university had a department of traditional Chinese medicine, so Song Shuhang wanted to ask her to consult someone and find out whether throwing all thirty of these qi-nourishing and blood-nourishing medicines into a pot to stew would produce something that could kill a person if eaten.
In theory, these medicines for replenishing blood, nourishing qi, and making up deficiencies couldn't kill anyone. But with so many different things stuffed into a pot and boiled and stewed, who knew what kind of devilish thing they would become in the end?
As for names like fresh Overlord Branch and sliced Nine Suns Red Bamboo, which clearly bore the vivid marks of chuunibyou, Song Shuhang naturally chose to ignore them. Who knew what sort of things they were? He wasn't a chuunibyou, okay?
If he took these things to ask his cousin about them, she would definitely think his brain had short-circuited. Then tomorrow, Mom Song would surely fly from wherever she was to Jiangnan City and take him to see a neurologist and a neurosurgeon.
I'll quietly ask my cousin when I go home in two weeks. Song Shuhang secretly prayed that the veteran xianxia fans in the group wouldn't die in the meantime.
While Song Shuhang was copying down the prescription, the Nine Provinces Number One Group also quieted down for the time being. There usually weren't many members online in the group. It seemed that even chuunibyou patients had normal lives of their own?
That was true. No matter what, people living in this world had to eat, work, and raise children. Perhaps there were students like him in the group as well.
After copying the thirty medicinal ingredients from the prescription, Song Shuhang stretched lazily. He first glanced at the weather forecast application in the lower-right corner of his computer.
June 1, sunny.
June 2, sunny.
"The weather's pretty good. I'll go out and get some exercise later." Shuhang felt that his physical condition had worsened, so he decided to exercise more.
But although that was what he was thinking, his fingers once again opened the game icon on the computer of their own accord—he'd have two rounds of fun first!
Although he had said he would only play two rounds, once the game began, one match after another followed without end!
Before he knew it, it was already noon.
"Weekends always pass especially quickly." Song Shuhang gave a dry laugh, closed the game, and habitually opened the Nine Provinces Number One Group again.
Take a look when turning on the computer, then another look before shutting it down—his mood would stay wonderful all day!
As soon as the group window opened, he discovered that Northern River's Loose Cultivator, who was often online, had indeed logged in.
There were already many chat records inside.
Northern River's Loose Cultivator: "Medicine Master, your alchemy skills are truly beyond reproach. I tried refining the modified Body Tempering Liquid ten times, and I actually succeeded eight times. Its medicinal effects were even better than I'd imagined. It's a pity that this Body Tempering Liquid is only effective for those who have just entered the path of cultivation. It's not of much use to a loose cultivator like me, but for seniors like True Lord Rain Moon of the Great Luo Sect, and several other seniors with many disciples and descendants, it'll be extremely useful. Once Senior Yu Die and the others receive this prescription, they'll owe you a huge favor, Medicine Master."
Wandering Monk Profound Principle also appeared and sent a thumbs-up.
Northern River's Loose Cultivator immediately laughed. "I'd actually forgotten. Master Profound Principle, you also raise a whole group of little monks. Medicine Master, it looks like another person owes you a favor."
Wandering Monk Profound Principle sent another smiling face before diving back underwater.
Northern River's Loose Cultivator replied with a smiling face. He felt that cultivating something like Mouth-Sealing Zen was incredibly frustrating. If the chat group hadn't allowed Master Profound Principle to send punctuation marks and emoticons, he might not even have been able to communicate with others, right? The Buddhist Sect was just that frustrating—so it had been absolutely correct that he hadn't been tricked by that big monk into becoming a little novice back then!
A little over ten minutes later, Mad Saber Three Waves came online. "Fairy Soft Feather~~ Fairy Soft Feather, if you're here, please, please respond to me!"
At the same time, he frantically spammed a row of crying and kneeling emoticons.
"Oh, Three Waves Fellow Daoist, you haven't been online these past few days. Where did you go to cultivate in seclusion?" Northern River's Loose Cultivator asked with a wicked grin, deliberately pretending not to know.
"Cultivate in seclusion my ass!" Three Waves sent a voice message, his voice choking with sobs. "Three days ago, Venerable Spirit Butterfly, that 'great senior,' came to visit me and stayed at my place for another three days. Then, you know what happened—aaaaah..."
"Heh heh." Northern River's Loose Cultivator made it clear that he absolutely wouldn't sympathize with Three Waves. Someone who sought his own death wasn't worthy of sympathy!
"@Soft Feather of Spirit Butterfly Island, beautiful Fairy Soft Feather, please come out and meet this Lang fellow! I have an urgent favor to ask!" Three Waves wailed. Lang was Three Waves's surname. His secular name was Lang San.
"?" Soft Feather of Spirit Butterfly Island came online and sent a question mark.
"Fairy, you finally came out. I have an unreasonable request—please, please take your father, whose daughter complex is so severe, back home! This Lang fellow is kneeling before you!" Three Waves sent an OTZ kneeling emoticon.
"Heh heh." Soft Feather of Spirit Butterfly Island sent a smiling emoticon. Only after a moment did she slowly send a line: "This old man has a severe daughter complex?"
Huh? Wait, something seemed wrong.
This old man? Oh my heavens, was Venerable Spirit Butterfly using his daughter's account again?
Crack—what had shattered? Three Waves's fragile heart.
That old bastard really did have a severe daughter complex, didn't he? He was always logging into his own daughter's account. Was there any privacy left in this world?
"..." Northern River's Loose Cultivator felt the twitching at the corner of his mouth becoming impossible to stop. In the end, he kindly reminded him, "By the way, Three Waves. Miss Soft Feather is probably refining the modified Body Tempering Liquid, right?"
So Miss Soft Feather wouldn't be logging on for the time being.
And then, there was no then.
Mad Saber Three Waves disconnected... disconnected, not logged off.
"Pfft!" Song Shuhang burst into cheerful laughter.
His mood was delightful.
However, after looking through the chat records for more than ten days, he felt that the people in the group didn't seem much like ordinary chuunibyou patients. The things revealed in their words were far too real, practically unlike anything they could have imagined.
This thought only flashed through Shuhang's mind.
Could it be that I've read too many of their chat records and been assimilated by them myself? Song Shuhang broke into a cold sweat at the thought.
He had long since passed the age of chuunibyou, but who hadn't had a back in the day?
The experiences brought about by his dreams of becoming a great hero, a martial arts hero, and Superman back then were dark history he never wanted to face for the rest of his life. Whenever he thought of them, he felt so embarrassed he wanted to die. He wanted to forget them—he wanted to forget them!
So he absolutely mustn't be assimilated by the people in the group.
"I should go eat." He reached out and was about to close the Nine Provinces Number One Group.
Just as he was about to close the group, Northern River's Loose Cultivator appeared again. "A-Qi, has one of your juniors finished transcending the Tribulation Lightning? Why haven't there been any sounds at all?"
Su Clan's Seven replied, "He's just about to begin. It'll start in a few hours."
Northern River's Loose Cultivator asked again, "Where is he transcending the tribulation? Do you need help?"
"He's transcending the tribulation in a suburb of H City. Don't worry. My Sixteen's talent is extraordinary. A mere Third-Grade Houtian advancement Tribulation Lightning is child's play for her; she'll get through it as easily as sprinkling water. Just wait for my Sixteen to advance to Fourth-Grade Xiantian, then she'll find a chance to challenge all of you. Wahahaha!" Su Clan's Seven laughed heartily, sounding completely relaxed.
"Since you put it that way, I'm relieved. Sixteen's talent really is excellent. A Third-Grade Houtian Tribulation Lightning shouldn't be able to stump her." Northern River's Loose Cultivator replied.
After that, the group returned to silence.
Song Shuhang scratched his chin. H City?
Wasn't that the place right next to the Jiangnan Region? Come to think of it, the university town where he studied was right next to H City and J City, in the area bordering Jiangnan City.
H City was a small city in China. Yet although the place was small, its economy was extremely developed. It was a famous shopping paradise in China, reputed to have nothing under heaven or on earth that couldn't be bought there. Illegal goods were naturally excluded.
If someone was transcending a tribulation in H City, wouldn't the Jiangnan Region be able to see it?
"I'm such an idiot." Song Shuhang laughed. Could he really have taken the things people in the group said seriously?
They were even talking about transcending a Tribulation Lightning? The sky was cloudless and the sun was shining brightly. It was impossible for there to be a thunderstorm, right?
Besides, it wasn't several years ago anymore. Weather forecasts were quite accurate now. At the very least, if the forecast said it would be sunny for the next three days, there wouldn't be a sudden thunderstorm.
"Since the weather's good, I'll go to the bookstore after lunch!" Song Shuhang murmured.
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