"That's because you didn't meet me."
Ning Yue smiled.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, thinking that Ning Yue had just asked them to grab the medicine, their expressions couldn't help but be slightly startled, and there was a hint of suspicion in their eyes.
Could it be that Ning Yue had a way to cure the blood curse that even King Wu could not solve?
"Junior Ning, do you mean that you can cure the blood curse on our Zhao family?"
Zhao Ye was a little suspicious.
What a joke, the Zhao family has asked many powerful people to help solve the blood curse over the years, but either there is no way, or they just shake their heads and leave without saying why.
In short, for seven hundred years, the blood curse of the Zhao family has continued and cannot be solved at all.
"I can't guarantee that the blood curse on the rest of you Zhao family can be cured, but the blood curse on you can be cured. The medicine is here, just take it and you'll be fine."
Ning Yue smiled.
While talking, the woman had already retrieved the medicinal materials. The medicinal materials Ning Yue wanted were very common, and he almost failed to catch them all because they were too common. Fortunately, the alchemy building of Jidao Academy had everything.
Ning Yue invited everyone into the room, and then directly used the Yuanshi Spirit Flame to refine the medicinal materials in front of everyone.
It was no secret that he had spiritual flames, but only the top management knew about it.
After Lin Ronggang saw the Yuanshi Spirit Flame, his expression was slightly startled, and he couldn't help but show a look of admiration on his face:
"I didn't expect Junior Ning to be an alchemist."
Before the others could respond, in the blink of an eye, the medicinal materials had completely melted into concoction in Ning Yue's palm.
A stench suddenly exploded in the house!
"vomit--"
The woman retched subconsciously and looked at the black medicinal materials in Ning Yue's hand in surprise.
It stinks!
She has never smelled something so smelly in her life!
"What's this?!"
"Is this really medicine? Isn't this poison?"
Everyone covered their noses and looked at Ning Yue in shock and anger.
There was a trace of blood on Zhao Ye's extremely pale face, which was a sign of rising blood. He was very angry now.
I'm afraid the other party is deliberately playing tricks on them!
How could such a smelly thing possibly eradicate the blood curse on him!
Ning Yue squeezed the medicine into pills, about the size of a fist.
"This time it smells worse than before. It seems that the great martial artist's problems are indeed more difficult to cure than the martial artist."
Ning Yue muttered to himself, then waved to Zhao Ye and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, come on, come on, take this medicine quickly, your illness will be cured soon."
"Junior Ning, I have no enmity with you, why do you treat me like a fool?"
Zhao Ye gritted his teeth and said.
"Senior Brother Zhao, this is wrong. I am a warm-hearted doctor. I know you think this medicine smells very bad. It is more believable to say it is poison, right?"
Ning Yue was not angry, but said with a smile.
Everyone nodded subconsciously.
This is absolutely poison!
"nonsense."
Zhao Ye snorted coldly.
"Haven't you heard that I cured Teacher Murong's illness?"
Ning Yue smiled unhurriedly.
Murong Jingdao's illness?
Everyone was slightly startled, and then everyone's eyes showed a look of contemplation.
They had heard about this matter, but they had forgotten it for more than half a year. The more Ning mentioned it, the more they remembered it.
Murong Jingdao was unable to improve his cultivation due to his old injuries, and was stuck at the level of a life-threatening martial artist.
Later, during the freshman examination, Ning Yue prescribed a dose of medicine to Murong Jingdao. After Murong Jingdao took it, the damaged foundation was restored, and he even directly broke through to become a great innate martial artist.
When he was refining his magical powers innately, Murong Jingdao's magical powers were promoted to the lower level of the earth level, and he became one of the few great martial arts masters in the Jidao Academy who possessed earth level supernatural powers!
After thinking of this incident, several people's expressions became a little surprised and uncertain.
"But this medicine smells too bad."
Zhao Ye's expression changed a few times, and he had a glimmer of hope for Ning Yue in his heart. However, this stench still prevented him from making up his mind to completely trust Ning Yue.
"Bitter medicine, do you understand this, Senior Brother Zhao? Just take it. If you can't be cured, I will pay you 500 credits at the most."
Ning Yue said.
Five hundred credits!
Lin Ronggang and others' eyes lit up.
This is no small sum of money!
For them, the credits they can get each year are only one or two hundred, and sometimes they are lucky enough to get three or four hundred!
Five hundred credits, it will most likely take them two years to get it!
"good!"
Zhao Ye finally made up his mind, walked to Ning Yue with a determined look, and took the medicine from Ning Yue's hand.
"vomit--"
Zhao Ye retched, then calmed down, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and swallowed the fist-sized pill in one gulp!
Lin Ronggang and others watched with fear, as if they had taken this pill, and the nauseating feeling came to their hearts again.
But at this time, Zhao Ziye couldn't calm down. He was indeed disgusted at first, but after swallowing the pill, an indescribable change immediately occurred in his body.
The blood curse of the Zhao family will make the people of the Zhao family feel cold all over, and they have been like this since they were young.
It's fine in the summer, but in the winter, it's hard to dispel this coldness even if you pump your energy and blood!
Since Zhao Ye was promoted to the Great Martial Master, he can barely resist the cold, but he can still feel the chill every moment.
But now, he actually felt a little warm in his body, and the chill completely disappeared without a trace after the pill entered his abdomen!
Gradually, the blood on Zhao Ye's face, which should have been pale and without any blood, became thicker and thicker.
Lin Ronggang and others also noticed this change, and they were a little shocked. Could it be that Zhao Ye's blood curse was really cured?
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining 1,000 experience points!"
One thousand experience points!
The smile in Ning Yue's eyes was even bigger. Zhao Ye would give him a thousand experience points. If he cured everyone in his family, the experience points would be at least tens of thousands, right?
He hoped that the more clan members Zhao Ye had, the better. If he could directly gain 100,000 experience points, he could be promoted to the Great Medical Sect!
At the same time, the avenue rewards were also distributed, it was a magic power draw!
Regarding this reward, Ning Yue couldn't tell whether he was happy or disappointed. The more magical powers he had, the better.
But if you draw useless magical powers, you will lose blood.
Zhao Ye slowly opened his eyes. He felt that his condition was better than ever. It seemed that the sword that had been hanging above his head all year round had completely disappeared!
"Zhao Ye, how do you feel?"
Lin Ronggang asked immediately.
"Very good, I feel very good! Although I can't describe this feeling, I can be sure that my blood curse has disappeared!"
Zhao Ye's skin color has become like that of a normal person, with a happy smile on his face. Then he looked at Ning Yue and bowed:
"Junior brother Ning, please accept my bow!"
"You're welcome, I wonder how many clan members Senior Brother Zhao has? Anyway, treating one of them is enough."
Ning Yue said with a smile.
