One day, half a year later, Xuan Qing watched Dugu Yan hurriedly pack her things and asked in confusion,
"What are you doing? Are you moving? Why the rush? What happened?"
Dugu Yan didn't even look up, continuing to stuff medicinal herbs into her Storage Soul Tool.
"There's been a major plague outbreak in some places. It's already spread to several small cities."
"Lingling and her mother have already been summoned by His Highness the Crown Prince. They're on the front lines, saving people."
"I don't know anything about medicine, but I can at least help deliver medicinal herbs and supplies."
Dugu Bo sighed from nearby, his expression grim.
"That brat Xue Qinghe came to ask this old man for help too. He said several small cities and dozens of villages have fallen. The situation is quite serious."
He shook his head and spoke helplessly.
"This old man can work with poison, and I can help prepare medicine."
"But when it comes to containing a plague, I truly don't have any answers. Besides, plagues are so contagious that I could catch it myself if I went."
Xuan Qing's heart jolted at that.
He knew full well how serious a plague could be. The deadliest plague in history had killed tens of millions of people.
Although Douluo Continent had poisons and healing Soul Masters, it wasn't very good at controlling infectious diseases.
Frowning, he asked,
"How did they deal with major plague outbreaks in the past? The Heaven Dou Empire must have some experience, right?"
Dugu Yan's hands paused. Her voice was heavy as she answered,
"What else can they do? They send healing-type Soul Masters like Lingling to treat people and do their best."
"The dead are burned in a single great fire, putting an end to it and preventing