Chapter 222

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Mu Qiqi, however, was not convinced. “A Heart-Protecting Pill is invaluable. It was actually me who saved you…” she insisted.

“Saved me?” Ye Wushuang, weakly propping herself up, let out a bitter smile. “Are you a pill master?”

“Your meticulous examination only revealed that my physical energy and blood flow were severely disrupted. You then gave me the Heart-Protecting Pill. How could you be so reckless?”

“It’s true that my body suffered heavy damage, but my soul was also injured. If the effects of the Heart-Protecting Pill had penetrated my soul, I would have been ruined, if not dead.”

“As a warrior in the Body-Cultivating Realm, my soul is fragile and cannot withstand the potency of the Heart-Protecting Pill. Didn’t you consider that?”

Confronted with Ye Wushuang’s question, Mu Qiqi’s pretty face froze, and she was left speechless. She had indeed failed to take that into account.

“Fortunately, it was me. I have always focused on the basics in my cultivation, which has made my soul relatively stronger. If it had been someone else, your Heart-Protecting Pill might have cost them their life.”

“If you are a pill master, I suggest you study more pill scriptures. Otherwise, you will surely end up doing more harm than good in the future, and it could be fatal!”

At that moment, Mu Qiqi was completely stunned.

Was he scolding her?

“You…” Mu Qiqi was momentarily so angry that her face turned red. She huffed and stormed out of the room.

On the side, Qing Shihua, who had witnessed the scene, glanced at Ye Wushuang in astonishment and hurriedly followed after Mu Qiqi.

Inside the room, Ye Qingfeng, Liu Yuemei, Wang Hongsheng, and the master of the Xia Lei Pavilion stood there, staring at Ye Wushuang in shock.

“Um, what’s the matter?” Ye Wushuang asked, puzzled.

Ye Qingfeng stepped forward and quickly said, “Shuang’er, that young lady is Mu Qiqi, a second-grade spiritual pill master from the Qingyun Pavilion in the capital. She was hard to come by, and she did manage to wake you up. You should speak more politely.”

She was a second-grade spiritual pill master—someone they couldn’t afford to offend!

Ye Wushuang, however, replied, “I almost got harmed by her… I would be grateful for her good intentions, but I can’t allow good intentions to lead to bad outcomes. It could be fatal.”

“Shuang’er!” Liu Yuemei stepped forward and scolded, “Don’t be rude. Apologize to that young lady later.”

“Mother…” Seeing Liu Yuemei’s stern expression, Ye Wushuang reluctantly agreed, “Alright, I will.”

In truth, it wasn’t Ye Wushuang’s fault for scolding Mu Qiqi so harshly. In her previous life as the Heavenly Emperor, Ye Wushuang was proficient in pill-making, formation-setting, and artifact-crafting.

As a pill master, no matter how low one’s grade, one must always strive for excellence!

Especially when it comes to saving lives and treating illnesses, even the slightest oversight could turn a rescue into a disaster.

If it hadn’t been for the protection of the Ninth-Heaven Spirit-Taming Pagoda in her last life, her soul would have been severely damaged even after waking up, and it might have taken months to recover.

“Brother!” Ye Feifei also stepped forward, happily saying, “You’re finally awake…”

Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “It wasn’t a big issue. I would have woken up on my own in another four or five days.”

Pinching his sister’s cheek affectionately, Ye Wushuang said with tenderness, “These past few days, I’ve seen you wash my face and wipe my hands every day. You’ve worked hard.”

Ye Feifei smiled happily.

Ye Wushuang then turned to Wang Xueqi and nodded with a smile, “Thank you for your help too.”

“It’s nothing…” Wang Xueqi smiled faintly, but inside, she was extremely nervous and anxious.

On this side, Ye Wushuang was talking with the others about her condition, while on the other side, in a courtyard of the Wang family’s residence, Mu Qiqi, dressed in a white dress, stood by the edge of the pond, her eyes slightly red.

“Qiqi, Qiqi…” Qing Shihua caught up and asked, “Why did you run away?”

“If I hadn’t run, would he have continued to scold me?” Mu Qiqi huffed. “He’s so detestable. Who does he think he is?”

Qing Shihua, however, gently placed her hand on Mu Qiqi’s shoulder and comforted her, “Alright, alright, Miss Mu has always been pampered since childhood and has never experienced such a grievance.”

“But didn’t you really not notice that his soul was injured?”

Upon hearing her friend’s question, Mu Qiqi’s face turned red, and she nodded shyly.