Chapter 361 - 360: No Cure
Acrid smoke hung in the air. Besides the pungent stench of blood, there was a frenzied, greedy, and utterly irrational aura of savagery. As Qin Ya walked, he came across numerous mutilated corpses. They looked as if they had been torn apart by some beast, their entrails and flesh scattered across the ground.
Qin Ya’s brow furrowed deeply. ’What in the world happened in this town? How could it be so tragic?’ With a flicker of his mind, his transformed Divine Thought instantly spread out like a tide: ten miles, fifty miles...
The situation within a hundred miles immediately appeared in his mind, piece by piece.
What entered his mind was an exceptionally gruesome scene. Flesh and organs were scattered on the ground like trash. Severed heads rolled about—heads of women, children, and the elderly... Their eyes radiated intense fear and despair, as if staring straight at Qin Ya through the vision in his mind.
The entire hundred-mile radius was like a gigantic slaughterhouse. Human lives were treated as worthlessly as ants and weeds. The endless carnage assaulted Qin Ya’s mind.
Even with his incomparably resolute nature, Qin Ya still felt a chill run down his spine. His brows knitted together, his fists clenched tightly, and an icy killing intent flashed through his eyes.
Qin Ya would be the first to admit he was no saint; he had killed his fair share of people.
However, the sight of tens of thousands of people butchered within a hundred-mile radius still caused the killing intent in his heart to surge like a gale roaring over the ocean, kicking up Taotian giant waves!
"Whoever did this, pray you never cross my path!"
Qin Ya spoke in a frigid tone, like that of Cold Ice that had not thawed in ten thousand years. It was so chilling that the very air around him seemed to plunge into deep winter at his words.
"Damn it, damn it!"
"What kind of monster could be so vicious!"
The blade of the Ting Xiao Sword trembled violently as uncontrollable killing intent boiled forth from it.
Dark clouds gathered, and Thunder surged, its roar reverberating for a hundred miles.
Ting Xiao had lived for tens of thousands of years. With its previous master, it had witnessed countless spectacles, including some with ten times as many deaths as this.
But in terms of sheer cruelty, this was unequivocally the most horrific scene it had ever witnessed!
Judging by the chaotic state of the scene, the killer had been indulging in pure, sadistic slaughter, completely devoid of reason. It looked just like a Fierce Beast feeding!
’It’s probably not the work of a human.’
’Judging from the wounds on these corpses, it looks more like some kind of Fierce Beast.’
But when Qin Ya’s Divine Thought swept across the hundred-mile area, he didn’t detect any animals—not even a single dog or cat. The situation was utterly bizarre.
Then, with a flicker, Qin Ya appeared in a ruined section of the town. He had come here because he’d sensed a faint life fluctuation. It was faint, but it was undeniably there.
He made a grasping motion in the air. Countless broken tiles and collapsed walls slowly began to float, along with piles of mangled flesh. Qin Ya’s expression remained cold. Suddenly, he spotted a small, thin figure hovering among the debris. His eyes narrowed. Circulating his True Essence, he ignored the blood caking her body and pulled her into his arms. He then carefully channeled a stream of True Essence into her to assess her condition.
It was a little girl who appeared to be seven or eight years old, dressed in a red gossamer dress. Her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she were enduring great pain. Her small face was so covered in blood and grime that her features were unrecognizable. However, with his Divine Thought, Qin Ya could still perceive that she was a delicate and lovely child.
Yet, at this moment, this little girl’s life was hanging by a thread.
Her life force was fading, many of her bones were shattered, and she had lost a massive amount of Qi and Blood. What caught Qin Ya’s attention, however, was a faint white light inside her, gently nourishing her body. This light was like a concentrated stream of vitality, preserving the last flicker of her life. Qin Ya noticed the light was emanating from a pendant she wore.
The pendant was an extremely rare Profound Soldier with healing abilities, and it was of a high Grade. But now it was shattered, its energy apparently exhausted. If Qin Ya had arrived any later, the little girl’s soul would have likely departed for the Netherworld. Qin Ya took out an Elixir, but just as he was about to administer it, his brow creased.
’This little girl has started her Martial Arts Cultivation, but her level is too weak. She won’t be able to handle the Medicinal Power.’ Qin Ya sighed softly. The Elixirs he carried were Seventh Grade at the minimum. How could a little girl, whose Cultivation was only at the Human Element Realm, possibly endure such a thing?
Even the tiniest residue would be fatal.
His figure blurred as he shot away. While in motion, he circulated his True Essence to form a protective shield, guarding the girl closely. He didn’t dare be careless for even a moment. The girl was like a candle in the wind, liable to be extinguished at any second.
’Hmph. There’s no one I, the Pill Venerable, want to save that can’t be saved!’
Qin Ya snorted to himself. He found a spot in a mountain range, took out some bedding, and made the little girl comfortable. After leaving the Ting Xiao Sword to stand guard, he shot off like Flowing Light, arriving at a town hundreds of miles away.
He spent several thousand Gold Coins on a batch of Low Level medicinal ingredients.
After returning to the mountain range, it took him only a dozen breaths to finish Refining the most suitable Healing Elixir for the girl. It was a medicinal liquid. Qin Ya carefully administered it drop by drop, using his True Essence to guide the Medicinal Power and treat her wounds.
However, the girl’s injuries were too grave; this much Medicinal Power could only temporarily stabilize her condition. Qin Ya frowned. If a powerful Martial Artist had sustained such wounds, he could have healed them completely just by tossing them a single Elixir.
But a little girl couldn’t withstand potent Medicinal Power, her injuries were too severe, and ordinary elixirs had little effect. The situation was proving to be a genuine challenge for him.
Immediately, Qin Ya activated his Divine Thought. Countless medicinal ingredients and Pill Formulas flashed through his mind. He ran endless simulations, calculating the medicinal changes produced by various combinations. Finally, after two days, Qin Ya had created an entirely new Pill Formula!
He journeyed to the town once more and bought another batch of medicinal ingredients.
Soon after, he finished Refining a basin of scalding-hot white liquid that emitted rolling clouds of steam. A corner of Qin Ya’s mouth lifted in a slight smile; he had absolute confidence in his Alchemy Dao.
With a flicker of his True Essence, he guided the white steam rising from the liquid over to the little girl. Within a few breaths, her body was completely enveloped by the mist.
The white mist flowed steadily into the little girl’s body. Its medicinal properties were incomparably gentle, yet its penetrative power was immense, seeping into her bone marrow, her flesh, and her meridians to heal every part of her. The effect was remarkably potent. After only two or three days, the little girl had almost completely recovered.
On this day, the little girl’s eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly awoke.
Qin Ya stepped forward, about to ask what had happened in the town, but he suddenly frowned. He realized something was not right with the girl.
He circulated his True Essence, sending it into her body for another examination. He found that, apart from some residual weakness, she had made a near-full recovery. There were no hidden ailments.
He shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it.
"Child, what is your name."
The little girl was silent, her eyes devoid of any emotion as she stared at him blankly.
"Do you remember what happened?"
The little girl remained silent, still staring at him with the same lifeless eyes.
Qin Ya’s expression began to darken.
He tried asking in every way he could think of, but the little girl remained completely unresponsive, like a wooden puppet, just staring at him blankly with those dull, lifeless eyes.
"Kid, what’s going on? Did your medicine not work?"
Qin Ya sighed and shook his head.
"Sigh... An ailment of the heart has no cure!!"