Chapter 562: Move Forward, Never Look Back

"And a Grand Master from over a decade ago at that!" Zhu Xiuxiu chimed in. "This is too terrifying."

Xiaosuisui’s brows furrowed tightly again.

She always felt that Mr. Wu was strange. She hadn’t met him in person, and based solely on others’ memories, she couldn’t identify what made his energy so peculiar. It seems necessary to find Mr. Wu as soon as possible.

"You continue!" Li You’an coughed, urging Sister Ying’Er to continue.

Sister Ying’Er cooperated fully, quickly lowering her head to continue speaking. "After Mr. Wu saved my sworn brother, he led us to a temporary shelter. He treated my sworn brother without using any medicinal herbs, relying only on his hands to form various..." Sister Ying’Er paused here before saying, "hand signs!"

"That’s right, hand signs. He also touched my sworn brother in several places, especially his forehead. After that, my sworn brother recovered. However, his body was as frail as Mr. Wu had described."

"This is... Witchcraft. I remember my elder brother saying that the Witch Doctors of Nanjiang treat illnesses this way, using what they call a healing technique."

Ji Youzhi massaged his aching head.

A Wizard with such profound Witchcraft had been operating in the Great Han, and I hadn’t sensed it at all before this! The Divine Hunter Bureau is still too weak.

Just as Ji Youzhi was thinking this, he heard Sister Ying’Er excitedly say to him, "Yes! That’s exactly what Mr. Wu told me! It’s called a healing technique! You actually know about it!"

Ji Youzhi didn’t speak, merely gesturing with his eyes for her to continue.

"Later, we followed a large group and began our flight, traveling all the way to the Capital City where my sworn brother fell ill in a dilapidated temple. I had no money to hire a Doctor for him, and even begging for food yielded nothing. So, I knelt before the Divine Statue in the dilapidated temple, praying to the heavens to send a savior for my sworn brother. I promised I would do anything! Later, a heavenly deity arrived."

"It was Mr. Wu, right?" Ji Youzhi asked.

Based on the clues from the beginning, he seemed to have guessed the ending.

Sister Ying’Er nodded vigorously. "Yes, it was Mr. Wu. He came and treated my sworn brother again. Then he told me that my sworn brother didn’t have much time left and needed a Life-Extending Pill to be saved!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Youzhi and the others couldn’t help but become more alert.

Xiaosuisui wanted to continue probing Sister Ying’Er’s memories at this point, but to no avail.

"Ah Ling, why can I no longer see her memories?" Xiaosuisui hurriedly asked Ah Ling in her mind.

"It’s because her emotions are too agitated, preventing you from entering her world of memories!"

Xiaosuisui sighed softly.

But she didn’t think it mattered, as long as she could confirm that Sister Ying’Er wasn’t lying.

"The Life-Extending Pill is costly. At that time, we were penniless and even struggled to eat. How could we possibly afford a Life-Extending Pill? Eventually, Mr. Wu performed a divination for us. He said he would first help us solve our problems with food and shelter. I was skeptical at first, but then..."

As she said this, Sister Ying’Er’s face filled with excitement. She looked at Ji Youzhi eagerly and continued, "Do you know? Mr. Wu is truly amazing! With just one divination, he pointed out two paths for my sworn brother and me, ensuring we would no longer go hungry. What’s more, it later gave me the ability to establish myself at Li’s Gambling House and earn money to buy the Life-Extending Pill for my sworn brother!"

Xiaosuisui pouted. "But didn’t Mr. Wu take the Life-Extending Pill you bought? So your sworn brother didn’t get to eat it?"

Sister Ying’Er: "..."

My chest hurts. What’s happening?

Zhu Xiuxiu gave Xiaosuisui a reproachful look and poked her little head. "Can we please just listen quietly?"

Xiaosuisui nodded. "Okay!"

"Continue. What happened after he performed the divination for you?" Zhu Xiuxiu said, turning her gaze to Sister Ying’Er.

Sister Ying’Er began to recount, "Mr. Wu performed a divination for us. He told my sworn brother and me to set off from the dilapidated temple as soon as the sun cast its first rays. We were not to look back and walk straight into the Capital City. Upon arrival, we were to enter Vermilion Bird Street. Then, we were to separate: my sworn brother would go east, and I would go west. If we encountered any injustice, we were to intervene. If there was no injustice, we were to continue forward, still without looking back."

"This Mr. Wu is quite the old charlatan!" Li You’an exclaimed, goosebumps rising on his skin as he listened.

Zhu Xiuxiu, Ji Youzhi, and Xiaosuisui couldn’t help but glance at him. Sister Ying’Er looked up at Li You’an, her expression fervent as she retorted sharply, "He is an Immortal, not a charlatan!"

"An Immortal?" Li You’an scoffed. "If he’s an Immortal, why would he need you to bid for a Life-Extending Pill to save your sworn brother? Why not just blow some immortal Qi into him and make him instantly healthy and energetic, like in the storybooks?"

Ah, this...

Sister Ying’Er found herself speechless.

Xiaosuisui immediately gave Li You’an a thumbs-up. "Uncle Li, you’re truly brilliant!"

Li You’an was overjoyed, his eyes narrowing into slits as he grinned and winked at Xiaosuisui several times. "It’s the power of knowledge! Your mother often says that many stories in storybooks are inspired by real life. So, if you read more storybooks in the future, you can become very knowledgeable too!"

Xiaosuisui’s eyes widened instantly. She turned to look at Zhu Xiuxiu. "Third Aunt, I want to read storybooks!"

Zhu Xiuxiu’s mouth twitched. "You’re still a child; you can’t read those kinds of storybooks!"

"Who says I can’t? My maternal grandmother used to show me storybooks."

Zhu Xiuxiu: "..."

How come I never knew about this?

Ji Youzhi coughed and shot Li You’an a fierce glare. "Yunhang is due for disaster relief. The Divine Hunter Bureau will surely need someone to follow up. I’ll petition His Majesty to send you. How about that?"

Li You’an looked utterly bewildered, an expression of pure despair on his face. "No way! Boss, what... what did I do wrong? You want me to go to Yunhang?"

Heavens, I get seasick! This punishment is too damn cruel, isn’t it?

"So, what happened next? Did you two really do as Mr. Wu instructed?" Ji Youzhi ignored Li You’an’s pleading look and continued to question Sister Ying’Er.

"Yes. My sworn brother and I parted ways in the middle of Vermilion Bird Street. I headed west and, right here, I encountered an injustice. An old man, covered in injuries, was being held by the thugs here. They were about to chop off his hands because he owed gambling debts he couldn’t repay!"

Everyone held their breath. Ji Youzhi’s lips twitched as he recalled the image of Zhao Fei being thrown onto the street by the people from this place.

Presumably, you intervened,

Ji Youzhi thought.

"Yes," Sister Ying’Er replied. "I gambled with the manager here on the old man’s behalf, playing a game of ’guess the size’. It was as if my eyes had been enlightened; no matter how they tried to cheat, I could see through it. So, I was taken in here, and the old man’s gambling debts were cleared."

After saying this, Sister Ying’Er’s voice trailed off. She didn’t continue with what happened next. In truth, the old man had returned later. He was caught cheating by Sister Ying’Er, and then, on her direct orders, both his hands were chopped off.

"And your sworn brother? What happened to him as he headed east?" Ji Youzhi asked again.