The physician Lady Lin did not have the spiritual medicine to cure the illness, so Li Muyang had to go buy it himself.
After sending off Lady Lin, Li Muyang looked at the silver coins in his money pouch.
This time, his younger sister had brought twenty taels of gold from home.
For most people, this was already a huge sum of money. For the Li family as well, it was not a small amount.
If it were the Li Muyang of the past, he definitely wouldn’t have been able to lay his hands on so much money.
But Li Damu, the warrior, apparently wasn’t as tough as he claimed to be and actually brought over so much gold, probably deeply worried about his son Li Muyang, who had gone to the Refinement Demon Sect to work as a menial laborer.
After bidding goodbye to Lady Lin as well as the other kind-hearted people who had come to watch the excitement, only Guan Xiaoshun and Manager Wang were left outside Li Muyang’s tile-roofed house.
Manager Wang, exhausted from running all the way and wiping the sweat from his forehead, sighed, "Li, don’t rush. In Yunxiao City, as long as you have money, you won’t be unable to buy spiritual medicine."
"With so much gold, you can even afford to buy a five-hundred-year-old ginseng. There is definitely no problem curing your sister."
Manager Wang consoled Li Muyang, then bid him farewell.
No matter what, the fat manager had delivered his favor today.
Although the fact that a cultivator could get out of breath and covered in sweat just from running a short distance is something that shouldn’t be dwelt on too much.
But the favor was solidly provided and had to be remembered.
At the door of the tile house, Li Muyang was about to speak to Guan Xiaoshun when a new visitor arrived outside the small tile-roofed house on the mountainside.
"Muyang, is Yu Chan alright?"
Ning Wan’er, dressed in a light purple dress, appeared in Li Muyang’s field of vision.
Her expression was slightly anxious, her fingers nervously intertwined, and in her hand, she held a wooden box, which must contain the medicine she talked about.
It seemed that Miss Ning was very worried about the safety of Li Yuechan.
But Li Muyang gave her a glance, not caring how much of this woman’s anxious concern was an act.
First, he thanked her; after all, when Li Yuechan had fallen unconscious, it was Ning Wan’er who had carried his sister back.
Then, Li Muyang briefly informed Ning Wan’er about his sister’s condition.
Upon hearing Li Muyang’s account, Ning Wan’er immediately became worried.
"But we are alone and without family in the Refinement Demon Sect, where can we find spiritual medicine...
Li Muyang said calmly, "This time when Yu Chan came to the sect, our family let her bring some silver coins. I’m going to Yunxiao City now while it’s still light to buy the spiritual medicine as quickly as I can."
"Can I trouble Miss Ning to take care of Yu Chan for a while?"
However, after discussing the medicine shops, the two lapsed into silence.
With a calm expression, Li Muyang stood on the deck, watching as clouds swiftly passed by, lost in thought.
From the moment the severely injured Li Yuechan had been carried to him, to taking care of everything and now heading to Yunxiao City to buy Spiritual Medicine, Li Muyang’s demeanor had been indifferent and impassive, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion.
It was as if he didn’t care at all about his sister’s life or death.
But seeing Li Muyang in such a state actually made Guan Xiaoshun somewhat uneasy and uncomfortable.
The Flying Boat was filled with a tumult of voices, all belonging to Outer Sect Disciples heading to Yunxiao City.
They were all immersed in the joy and bustle of Yunxiao City, absorbed in the last three days of revelry.
The incident of a Direct Disciple killing people in the streets, resulting in a dozen deaths and injuries, didn’t even cause the slightest ripple in the Demon Sect – nobody cared or took notice.
Even if these Outer Sect Disciples knew about it, they would only sigh – Ah, such bad luck.
This was the rule of the Demon Sect.
Just like Li Muyang had said before, the sense of justice and order within the Demon Sect was like the underwear of a cyber Bodhisattva – a light tug and it would fall off.
Just that...
The transmigrator Li Muyang sighed and after a long silence finally spoke up.
He looked at Guan Xiaoshun beside him and asked, "That Sister Qin Haie you mentioned... can you tell me about her?"
"I need to remember this name, so I can avoid her when I see her in the future."
Li Muyang said calmly.
Seeing Li Muyang finally speaking up, Guan Xiaoshun, who had been feeling uneasy from the silence, let out a sigh of relief and quickly said with a smile,
"Sister Qin Haie, ah, she’s a Direct Disciple of an Elder. It’s said her talent is exceptional, and her status is even higher than those of the Inner Sect Disciples..."
Guan Xiaoshun shared all the information he knew about Qin Haie with Li Muyang.
He wasn’t worried about Li Muyang seeking revenge on Qin Haie after learning this information.
An Outer Sect servitor at the Qi Refining stage looking for retribution from a Direct Disciple?
If someone were to spread that around, it would surely become the most hilarious joke within the Refinement Demon Sect.
Li Muyang remained calm as he listened to Guan Xiaoshun’s narration, coolly accepting the fact that his relative had been harmed, seeming just as numb as all the other people under the rule of the Demon Sect.
Only after Guan Xiaoshun finished his account did Li Muyang slowly nod.
"Qin Haie, female, native of Tianjiao City, Direct Disciple under Elder Qi Rui of the Refinement Demon Sect, said to have reached Core Formation at just nineteen..."
"Alright, I remember now," Li Muyang briefly summed up the identity of Sister Qin, and nodded, "Thank you Xiaoshun, I will be sure to avoid her when I see her."