If Witch Doctor Gu He knew the thoughts in Feng Qiwu’s mind at this moment, he might not be able to hold back his tears and start crying. Feng Qiwu dares to question why he is so adept at nodding and bowing?
Isn’t it because he was terrified by this devil... oh no, his master’s means?
Witch Doctor Gu He, the greatest anguish he has ever suffered in his life was merely being chased down and killed by the Divine Dynasty, leaving behind only a fragment of his Divine Soul.
But even at that time, he had various methods to ease his suffering.
However, after falling into Feng Qiwu’s hands, he experienced purgatory-like torment from this master.
Previous cultivators always said that physical pain, no matter how severe, couldn’t compare to the soul’s agony.
But after enduring torture, he felt that physical pain was indeed the most real.
At least, when he was an alchemist cultivating Divine Soul Power, he never experienced such unbearable pain.
Bai Susu, upon hearing Witch Doctor Gu He’s words, hurriedly tugged at Feng Qiwu’s sleeve and then said, "It’s , a plague has recently broken out in the Capital City, and the situation is very tricky. Aren’t you an alchemist who can create many antidote elixirs? So, I wanted to ask if you have any way to resolve this plague?"
Hearing this, Witch Doctor Gu He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
But he didn’t make promises immediately, instead replying, "I do know of some antidote elixirs tailored for plagues, but I have to see if they match up with the plague you mentioned."
"Of course!" Bai Susu nodded.
Alchemists, after all, are not gods and cannot concoct elixirs that solve every plague.
The feasibility naturally depends on Witch Doctor Gu He examining the patients first.
Subsequently, Bai Susu turned to Feng Qiwu, "Shu Kuang, there’s no time to lose, shall we begin now?"
Seeing the eager look in Bai Susu’s eyes, Feng Qiwu nodded, "Mm."
With that, he ordered someone to bring over a commoner infected with the plague.
Witch Doctor Gu He promptly stepped forward to take the pulse.
A moment later, he clearly breathed a sigh of relief and then calmly said, "I thought it was a difficult plague?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Susu’s eyes instantly brightened, "You have a solution?" Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novel_fіre.net
Indeed, seeking out Witch Doctor Gu He again was the right move.
Seeing Bai Susu’s expectant expression, Witch Doctor Gu He then showed an embarrassed expression.
"I do have a method, but the elixir needed is a second-grade one, which I currently... can’t produce." He said, and hesitated to look at Feng Qiwu’s expression.
In the past, this wouldn’t have been a problem at all for him.
But now he couldn’t even produce a first-grade elixir, let alone a second-grade one.
Yet Bai Susu didn’t seem disappointed at all, instead, she said, "No worries, I have a temporary way to deal with this plague, but some people might not adapt well to the antidote, which is why I sought you out."
Hearing this, Witch Doctor Gu He was stunned, "You found an antidote?"
"That’s right, and we also don’t need you to produce the second-grade antidote elixir right now," Bai Susu said at this point.
"What do you mean?" Witch Doctor Gu He looked at her in confusion.
"Alchemy is a process of combining various herbs into elixirs, but that doesn’t mean there’s no effect if it doesn’t become an elixir."
"We currently can’t produce a second-grade elixir, but surely we can prepare the solution for a second-grade antidote, right?"
"Even if this solution only has one-tenth of the effect, it’s enough for those with mild symptoms." Bai Susu said, satisfied, looking at Witch Doctor Gu He.