Yun Ming heard the way Ya Li addressed him and felt it was a bit strange. It was the first time they had met, yet she called him that; he was certain she was addressing him and not someone else, which made the feeling all the more peculiar.
Hearing Ya Li's question, Yun Ming recalled the events from outside the city earlier.
At the time, Yun Ming had planned to split their forces into two groups: one consisting of Yun Ming, Ya Li, and Old An, and the other of Oscar and Yang Wutian.
The reason for this grouping was that Yun Ming believed that even if Ya Li's abilities could cure this plague, it was unrealistic to rely on a single Soul Ancestor to heal the entire city; finding the cure for the plague was the only real solution.
Thus, he and Ya Li would form a group to find a treatment plan, with Old An assigned as their bodyguard, while Oscar would execute another mission with Yang Wutian as his bodyguard. Yun Ming had arranged it this way specifically because he knew he couldn't order Old An around.
Upon hearing this arrangement, Yang Wutian flatly refused. What a joke! To entrust the hope of his clan to a powerhouse he had just met today, whose background was unknown—this was far too dangerous!
Even though Yun Ming explained a great deal—how his Voidification and Teleportation soul skills, combined with Oscar's Third Soul Skill, would maximize their survival and escape capabilities, and that he even had a stronger, undeveloped survival soul skill—it was all useless. Yang Wutian insisted that since Old An's Martial Soul was a Long Bow, Yun Ming's survival skills weren't reliable; Yun Ming's current Voidification couldn't withstand high-level Soul Power attacks, and Teleportation and flight were merely a matter of Old An firing a few more arrows.
Finally, out of options and needing to push the plan forward, Yun Ming had to resort to his final tactic. He used sound transmission to speak directly to Yang Wutian.
'Fifth Grand Uncle, as long as I act enthusiastic toward Ya Li and show a bit of talent, Old An should be quite happy to have me as his family's son-in-law! Wouldn't that guarantee he won't lay a hand on me?'
Hearing Yun Ming's transmission, Yang Wutian froze for a moment before casting a strange look at him, thinking to himself, This kid is trying to turn a fake act into reality! However... thinking from that perspective, it didn't seem wrong. If he put himself in Old An's shoes, if his granddaughter could bring back a genius of Yun Ming's caliber, he would be more than happy. Only then did he agree to Yun Ming's division.
"Brother Ming?" Seeing Yun Ming lost in thought, Ya Li called out softly.
Hearing Ya Li's call, Yun Ming snapped back to reality. Thinking of his bold statement earlier, he felt a bit guilty. But what kind of person was Yun Ming? He wouldn't back down over such a small obstacle! He turned to look at Ya Li and spoke truthfully.
"I told my Fifth Grand Uncle that if I became your family's son-in-law, it would guarantee that Old An wouldn't lay a hand on me!"
Hearing such a straightforward remark from Yun Ming, Ya Li lowered her eyelids. A faint shyness appeared on her face, her delicate pink cheeks flushing slightly, and her smiling lips looked even more charming. Feeling happy and shy, she couldn't help but think, This is exactly the kind of thing he would do!
In their past life, the beginning of Yun Ming and Ya Li's love was the same. When Yun Ming first started pursuing Ya Li, even though they weren't close and Ya Li didn't love him yet, Yun Ming had declared to the entire continent that Ya Li would be his bride—direct, simple, and concise. That was how they became the legendary couple of the Soul Master World.
On the side, Old An glared fiercely at the "scheming" Yun Ming, dying to say, 'You guessed wrong, I want to lay a hand on you right now!' But the moment he saw the shy expression on Ya Li's face, he sighed inwardly, My young miss is too hopeless when it comes to romance; I'll let the people back home deal with this. He couldn't manage it!
In this silent yet somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, the three of them avoided the patrols in the city and crossed most of the city to reach the quarantine Lockdown Zone in the south. Seeing they had arrived, Yun Ming took out two Protective Suits, handed one to Ya Li, and put the other on himself, saying as he dressed.
"Old An, I'll have to trouble you to keep watch for us; we'll go inside and check the situation of the plague first!"
Old An was surprised to see Yun Ming's Protective Suit; was this something a proper Soul Master could produce? Ya Li was also surprised, as the physician suits she had seen in the city didn't seem as advanced as Yun Ming's.
Noticing their doubts, Yun Ming spoke up.
"I often came into contact with strange poisons while studying medicine over the past two years, so I keep this on me."
Old An thought about it, and it was true that the Breaking Clan often dealt with such things. After Ya Li also put on a suit, the two entered the Lockdown Zone and found a quiet, small room that wasn't guarded by anyone or being checked by doctors.
Inside the room, through the dim light, Yun Ming saw the layout: the decor was simple and elegant, with only four hospital beds and no unnecessary details, while the air was filled with the scent of herbal medicine.
However, Yun Ming felt the scent of the medicine was off; it seemed like a standard prescription for a Common Cold. But considering this was just the outer perimeter of the Lockdown Zone and it was a man-made disaster, Yun Ming assumed the mastermind was just putting on a show, which was normal.
There were four patients in this room. Three were already asleep, but one young female patient seemed to vaguely catch sight of Yun Ming and Ya Li and called out weakly.
"Physician~"
"Cough, cough~"
"I~ feel so~ terrible!"
"Huff, huff~"
Seeing this, Yun Ming hurried forward to help examine the patient's condition. A moment later, Yun Ming finished his check. It was exactly as the fleeing residents had described: fever, cough, fatigue, shortness of breath, and dizziness. These were indeed symptoms of a Common Cold, and judging by her state, it was just a slightly severe case.
But what made Yun Ming strange was that, based on the medical knowledge he had learned from Yang Wudi over the years, it really seemed to be just a Common Cold!
Seeing Yun Ming finish his examination, Ya Li asked.
"Brother Ming, how is it?"
Yun Ming shook his head and said.
"Not sure yet, let's try this first."
After speaking, Yun Ming took a sausage from his Phoenix Cry Ring and said to Ya Li.
"Ya Li, help her eat this!"
This sausage was Oscar's Second Soul Skill, the Detoxifying Little Sausage. Its effect wasn't overwhelmingly powerful, but it could directly cure minor poisons and illnesses, and it could temporarily suppress severe poisons and major illnesses to extend the time for medical treatment; it was extremely practical. Using it to cure a Common Cold was a piece of cake.
Before entering the city, Yun Ming had drained Oscar's Soul Power, converting it all into sausages. After all, his mission didn't require Soul Power, and he had a Soul Saint guarding him.
Ya Li had seen Oscar use his soul skills earlier and knew his identity and abilities. Although she wasn't from Shrek Academy, she had served as the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion for quite some time; she knew a thing or two.
Ya Li nodded upon hearing this and helped the female patient consume the sausage.
After the patient struggled to swallow the sausage, as the Detoxifying Little Sausage took effect, the woman felt her symptoms improving bit by bit. Soon, Yun Ming noticed her bodily functions had recovered to a normal, albeit slightly weak, level.
Seeing the patient cured and recovered by one of Oscar's Second Soul Skills, Yun Ming fell into deep thought...
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