Chapter 9: A Favor to the Clan Leader to Disrobe

Rong Yuyan exuded an aura of cold indifference, his sharp peach blossom eyes fixed fiercely on Ji Hua, his gaze like an icy blade, terrifyingly intense.

“Everyone, step back.”

His low, cold voice carried an overwhelming pressure.

Jiu Qing immediately dispersed the crowd and personally approached Liu Yiyi. “Miss, please.”

Liu Yiyi was taken aback. Was she leaving too? What would happen to the young lady alone?

She hurriedly spoke up, “Miss—”

Ji Hua raised her hand slightly.

Liu Yiyi fell silent, reluctantly following Jiu Qing with frequent glances back, worry etched on her face.

Under the bamboo hat, Ji Hua’s eyes were grave as she stared intently at the white-robed man before her, her gaze heavy as if bearing a thousand pounds.

At this point, it was a matter of life or death.

She had to persuade Rong Yuyan. There was no other choice.

Her sharp eyes flickered with determination as she clenched her fists, her bare face resolute and unwavering.

Yet—

A flicker of doubt stirred within her—why did this white-robed man seem oddly familiar the more she looked at him?

Had they met in a past life?

“How much longer will you stare?”

A cold voice cut through the biting wind, Rong Yuyan’s piercing gaze merciless, as if crystallizing into a tangible killing intent.

Ji Hua snapped back to reality, a slight smile curling her lips as she calmly met his eyes.

“The clan leader is poisoned by several incurable toxins. On the full moon of the poison’s peak, the toxins flare, causing agonizing pain like skin peeling and muscles convulsing—like being burned by fire and frozen by ice simultaneously.”

“Therefore, this body cannot endure sudden temperature changes, which is why the clan leader has long allowed Yue Hanshan to carve out a warm pool that should not exist.”

“The toxins have reached mid-stage. If it progresses further, every meridian will rupture painfully, worse than death, and then only blood drinking will ease the pain.”

“When the toxins fully erupt, the clan leader will lose his mind, harm others, and eventually die from bodily rupture.”

With each word Ji Hua spoke, Rong Yuyan’s expression darkened, a bone-chilling coldness etched across his ethereal, almost otherworldly features.

Suppressing the sharp cruelty within, he spoke coldly, “And then?”

Ji Hua felt a slight relief, her tone steady. “If you cooperate with me, you won’t suffer the excruciating agony next time the poison flares.”

“The next full moon is in three days. Clan Leader Rong can verify then.”

Rong Yuyan’s cold eyes locked onto Ji Hua’s, unreadable.

“How do you intend to treat it?”

“Acupuncture,” Ji Hua replied.

Rong Yuyan’s gaze instantly sharpened, his piercing look like an icy blade cutting into her.

Medicines could be tested cautiously.

But acupuncture—

Could kill in an instant.

Ji Hua seemed to read his thoughts and stood calmly. “Clan Leader Rong, I can cure you. It depends on whether you dare to gamble.”

“Do you know the consequence if you fail?”

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