Miracle Doctor Miss Jiu - Chapter 9
Chapter 9: I Simply Love Destroying Flowers with my Ruthless Hands (Part 2)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Yah—”
“Yah— Yah—”
With the crowd on top of their flying beasts, a strong wind was produced from the flapping of the creatures’ wings, sending smoke and sand into the air that caused many pairs of eyes to squint. This was a very good opportunity, was it not?
Seizing the right moment, Lu Jiu Que speedily tossed the handful of stones. She was fast, accurate, and ruthless, and the stones crashed towards the crowd at various angles.
“Ah…”
“Ouch!”
“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts…”
Following the cries of agony that sounded, everyone, including Shao Qingrou, fell off the backs of the demonic beasts with a plop. These young masters, with their delicate skin and tender flesh, suddenly found themselves with mouthfuls of mud. It was truly a sorry sight to behold.
Lu Jiu Que looked at her own hands, feeling somewhat surprised. Originally, she had thought she wouldn’t succeed so easily. How had it been the case that every stone could hit a target with such unfailing accuracy?
Thinking about it, it might have been because she had been refined by the Great Demon King’s silver flame, thus resulting in the enhancement of her five senses, plus her strength, agility, and tenacity.
Clasping her hands together tightly, Lu Jiu Que’s mind gradually became active.
In fact, the “Classics of Remedies” that she had owned in her previous lifetime wasn’t just a profound and mysterious healing technique. The most amazing thing it contained was the “Magical Needle of a Thousand Illusions.” It was just, no matter how much she studied that needle technique, she could never be thorough enough. Now, she was confident that she could study it to perfection!
Fortunately, she had long memorized the entire “Classics of Remedies” in her mind. Finally, her efforts wouldn’t be in vain!
The only regretful thing was that the Lu family’s “Classics of Remedies” was only a small part of the entire book. She didn’t know what the actual name of the book was because the copy that she owned was merely a fragment that didn’t even have a cover.
She had taken the “Classics of Remedies” with her when she breathed her last breath. It had to have fallen into the hands of those people eventually…
What a pity.
As she was thinking about this, Lu Jiu Que suddenly felt her chest heating up, and before she could even figure out what it was, she was interrupted by cries that sounded like the wails of ghosts and the howls of wolves.
“Ah, ah, ah… So painful! It hurts!”
“I’m going to die of pain! What’s going on?!”
“Who the hell was that?!”
…
Lu Jiu Que laughed. The pressure points that she had just hit would cause them long-lasting pain. They wouldn’t even be able to walk after getting out of bed the next morning. She was really eager to see how these people could still participate in the sect’s test.
As their leader, Shao Qingrou endured the intense pain. Even with her messy hair and dirty face, she didn’t have the luxury to be bothered about such things. She gritted her teeth and said, “Let’s not panic yet, everyone. We must have been poisoned. Your senior sister has the antidote here.”
Having said that, Shao Qingrou took out a turquoise bottle from a green sack.
Lu Jiu Que knew that the sack was a dimensional pocket, so the space inside was far larger than the sack itself. It was an extremely precious spiritual dimensional tool.
She hadn’t expected Shao Qingrou to even own a dimensional pocket. She was certainly doing pretty well for herself.
Shao Qingrou was in great pain herself, but still, she distributed the antidote pills to the others. However, while they were so full of expectations, this antidote pill didn’t fulfill its purpose. On the contrary, it intensified the pain that the crowd was feeling, adding on to their misery. Some people couldn’t help but start writhing on the ground.
“Ah… Why didn’t it work?!”
“Senior sister, help! Senior sister!”
…
The crowd crawled over to Shao Qingrou and firmly tugged at her. Her arm was bruised from all their pinches, but there was no other way out for them. At this moment, Shao Qingrou was like a life-saving piece of driftwood in a river.
Shao Qingrou was angry and in pain. However, there was simply no way she could push them away. This was her image that she had worked so hard to establish.
“Don’t worry… Don’t worry, ah…”
“Senior sister! We’re in so much pain!”
“Ah, senior sister!”
…
The crowd tugged at Shao Qingrou in a flurry, with everyone reaching a hand out. The exquisite star robe that she had been wearing was torn to a hideous mess of rags, and by accident, one of her shoulders was exposed…
