CHAPTER 330: CHAPTER 330: HERBAL MEDICINE

"Where are you going?"

"No way, no way. Is the alchemy genius unable to heal such a minor injury, and planning to run away?"

Seeing Chen Changgui getting up and walking out, someone in the crowd began to mock him.

Changgui paid no mind and walked straight out. This caused even more chatter among the crowd. Just now, he said such a small injury was no problem, so why is he running away when asked to heal it?

Zhuo Yingying felt a bit of regret but also some disdain. In her eyes, Chen Changgui’s status was never anything prestigious, but his direct contact with Huo Lian made him worth associating with. However, after today’s incident, he probably couldn’t do it anymore.

Huo Ting also followed Changgui to the courtyard outside. Before she even stood still, Changgui casually pulled out a few weeds and prepared to head back.

"What are you doing?" Huo Ting couldn’t help but ask. "What are those weeds for?"

"These weeds are called Lighthouse Grass in our village, but in books, they’re known as Bone Healing Grass," Changgui said, pausing for a moment. "They can only make elixirs that don’t have a grade, unrelated to cultivation, purely for regular people to use for healing... Qian Ding Sect also has some medical books for ordinary people, and I glance at them sometimes."

Huo Ting suddenly understood, "This kind of grass is perfect for treating that fool."

Changgui smiled faintly at her words.

"But elixirs can also be used by ordinary people, so why does Qian Ding Sect still keep such books around?" Huo Ting asked out of curiosity.

"Some ailments don’t require the use of elixirs meant for cultivators. Too much of that can instead harm regular people’s bodies. Moreover, ordinary people can’t cultivate, so they’d find it difficult to rid themselves of elixir toxicity. It’s better to use regular medicine..."

Changgui continued, stopping to gaze at the sky, "In that book, it’s unclear if it was written by an elder from Qian Ding Sect, but it says the pursuit of cultivation is ultimately for the Great Way. However, with great power comes great responsibility..."

Although the handwriting was somewhat unsightly, lacking that "immortal aura," this phrase deeply moved Changgui.

How could it not touch him? With Spider-Man being such a popular work, this phrase is a classic among classics. For Chen Muxue to jot this down in the middle of an emotional midnight reading, it shows a lot of depth and meaning, right?

Huo Ting, hearing this, also felt deeply touched. "Nowadays, people who cultivate have instead forgotten the intentions of the predecessors and solely focus on becoming stronger. The term ’cultivator’ has changed its connotation."

Changgui sighed, shook his head, and stepped back into the classroom.

"Oh, he’s back?"

"What’s the meaning of pulling up a few weeds?"

Zhuo Yingying, seeing Changgui return to class with weeds in hand, didn’t know what expression to make. She gently stated, "Class is about to start. I was worried you might miss it, Changgui..."

"I don’t have a sister like you," Changgui replied mercilessly. Without using a pill furnace, he kneaded the Bone Healing Grass into a ball, shaped it slightly with spiritual power in his hand, and then used a shallow touch of Samadhi True Fire. A simple herbal pellet appeared in his hand.

For the students of the Xianjia Class, it was the first time they saw such a method, leaving them gaping in astonishment.

"This... works too? Is this an elixir?"

Unconcerned with explanations, Changgui casually flattened the herbal pellet, looked around, picked up some water originally meant for ink grinding, quickly heated it with Samadhi True Fire, and then mixed it in to form a sticky paste, which he promptly applied to the bump on Feng Tian’s head.

Feng Tian, who was slowly regaining consciousness but knew now was not quite the right time to wake up, suddenly snapped his eyes open!