Junior Disciple

Chapter Nine

Yu Qingwei noticed something was wrong with himself. He immediately pushed the person in front of him away and walked to the mirror. What he saw made him freeze in place.

His uncle's medicine this time really didn't escape its side effects...

Although it didn't turn him into a girl like last time, still...

Who was this boy who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen staring back at him?

"Did the disguise change both my appearance and my age?"

Yu Qingwei was stunned for a moment, and a hand reached out to touch his face, even pinching it.

Yan Sui exclaimed, "Senior Brother, you've gotten younger!"

Yu Qingwei muttered inwardly that he wasn't old to begin with. He quickly reminded them, "Don't drink the tea on the table. It's been drugged."

No sooner had he spoken than another troublesome person had already gulped it down. Yu Qingwei's eyes widened immediately.

Cough cough cough. Yan Sui quickly slapped the boy on the back, making Xie Wuhan spit it out forcefully, then turned and glared at him.

"Junior Brother Xie, even if you're thirsty, you can't just drink anything." Yan Sui began to lecture earnestly. "Just now, too—why were you suddenly having a nosebleed? Senior Brother isn't some delicate young maiden. Just because his clothes became oversized and couldn't stay on doesn't mean you..."

Before he could finish, he was silenced by a frosty glare.

"I'm well-versed in pharmacology and wanted to taste what kind of drugs were in it. Maybe I could help Senior Brother detoxify," Xie Wuhan said in a low voice.

Yan Sui was taken aback and glanced at the overturned tea cup. Now there was no way to taste it. His expression turned awkward.

Xie Wuhan took a deep breath, crouched down, dipped his fingers in the spilled tea on the ground, and brought it to his nose to sniff. "Heavenly Spirit Grass, Scarlet Face Flower, Morphing Grass... These are the only ones I can detect by smell."

He frowned. Without tasting it, he couldn't identify more.

Yu Qingwei was just about to circulate his qi to expel the drug when his jade token suddenly glowed brightly. Large characters appeared, as if guiding him: "The secret realm has opened, Qingwei, do not delay."

His expression grew stern, and he prepared to leave when, suddenly, Xie Wuhang crouched down again, his brows furrowing deeply. A drop of blood oozed from his finger, revealing a small bloody hole.

Yu Qingwei's pupils contracted. How could there be such a creature in the drug? He nearly gagged. Though Soulworms are often used as medicine—spending most of their lives in dormancy—they awaken at the scent of blood and flesh, burrowing into the body to consume impurities. They are said to be all-benefit and no harm, often added to beauty elixirs or ground into fasting pills.

Time was pressing. Yu Qingwei took a deep breath. Just as Xie Wuhan, feeling a little dizzy, planned to rest and wait for the Soulworm to fully disperse in his body, Yu Qingwei suddenly grabbed him.

The next moment, the two of them vanished from the room.

Yu Qingwei feared there might still be residual effects from the drug in Xie Wuhan's body. His uncle's medicines never had just one side effect. He thought to himself that, to prevent any unforeseen incidents, it was better to keep Xie Wuhan by his side.

In a dizzying moment of transition, they appeared in a forest teeming with figures.

A handsome yet slightly sinister man was in the middle of grabbing a disciple, preparing to give him acupuncture. The disciple shook his head in terror, saying, "Absolutely not, Immortal Lord! Last time you paralyzed me for two days!"