Chapter 292: Diagnosis

In a deep valley of the Yunmeng Mountains, three figures rose and fell several times before stopping in an open space.

These three were none other than Ye Yuan and the two women.

Yan'er studied Ye Yuan's young, handsome face and said with a smile, "A Spiritual Liquid seventh layer before the age of sixteen—that progress is not bad at all."

Ye Yuan also smiled and said, "Miss Yan'er flatters me."

Yan'er said in surprise, "It's rare that you remember my name, and rare that there is still a chivalrous young man like you in the sect—it truly caught me off guard. Those people stood by and did nothing, they're all cold-blooded animals. I hope they get eaten by demon beasts!"

"Yan'er! This young master is our savior; how can you speak to him like that?" the ugly woman scolded.

Ye Yuan waved his hand and said, "It's fine. Miss Yan'er is outspoken, much like a friend of mine. But her words are somewhat biased and malicious. My fellow disciples didn't want to save people; they simply lacked the power to do so. As you've seen, the Shangqing Sect has two Sea Transformation Realm experts. If a conflict broke out, our side would surely suffer greatly. Our sect's strength is inferior to theirs, and those disciples are the sect's vital force. If anything happened to them, the sect couldn't bear the loss."

The friend Ye Yuan referred to was naturally Nanfeng Zhirou, but this Yan'er was different from Nanfeng Zhirou, lacking some of the princess's temperament.

He could sense that Yan'er's anger was mainly because the Youyun Sect had stood by and done nothing about their situation.

In truth, in the world of martial artists, such accusations didn't hold much water.

This Yan'er seemed like a newcomer to the world, knowing nothing.

Yan'er studied Ye Yuan for a moment and suddenly said, "Fine, I forgive them. I take back my words. The demon beasts don't need to eat them."

Hearing this, even Ye Yuan couldn't help but smile. He cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll thank Miss Yan'er on behalf of my fellow disciples."

The ugly woman made a curtsy and said apologetically, "Yan'er is ignorant and rude. Please don't take offense, young master."

Ye Yuan smiled and said, "Miss Yan'er is outspoken and clear in her likes and dislikes. How could I be angry with her?"

As he spoke, Ye Yuan couldn't help but take a closer look at the ugly woman. She was indeed rather unsightly.

However, Ye Yuan would not discriminate against her because of this. One's appearance is determined by one's parents and heaven; how could one have a say in it?

Moreover, although this woman was ugly, she was well-educated, gentle, and graceful, with an air of nobility in every gesture. Her background was likely not low.

"Kid, what are you looking at? Don't think that just because you saved us, you can have any improper thoughts! Our young lady is out of your league!"

Seeing Ye Yuan's gaze, Yan'er immediately became like a protective hen, her fighting spirit high, as if her young lady were some unparalleled beauty.

Ye Yuan found this amusing and said, "Miss Yan'er, you worry too much. From what I can see, your young lady seems to be unwell, so I took a few extra glances."

Both Yan'er and the ugly woman showed a flash of surprise, but Yan'er retorted, "My young lady's complexion is poor; even a fool could tell she's unwell, right?"

Ye Yuan shook his head and said, "Your young lady's illness is probably not as simple as a poor complexion. I have some knowledge of medicine. May I take a look at her? Perhaps I can be of help."

Yan'er looked suspicious, thinking to herself, Could this guy have noticed something?

"You're just a mere Liquid Realm martial artist, at most an alchemist. What could you possibly see?" Yan'er said warily.

But the ugly woman said, "Since you can tell that I am unwell, you must be from a renowned school. It wouldn't hurt to take a look. However, I have consulted many famous doctors for this illness, and none could do anything."

Despite what she said, the ugly woman extended her jade-like hand and placed it before Ye Yuan.

Yan'er, seeing this, urgently said, "Miss..."

The ugly woman waved her hand and said, "It's fine. The young master means well. I suspect he comes from a renowned sect and is itching to try his skills upon seeing my ailment."

Ye Yuan was taken aback, then laughed heartily, "Miss, your mind is exquisite; I admire that! With my eyesight, I should be able to discern your illness at a glance, but after looking for a long time, I found nothing. Indeed, I am a bit eager to try."

Ye Yuan thought to himself that although this woman was ugly, she had a remarkably perceptive mind, as if she could see through people's thoughts at a glance.

Alchemists were all great physicians; diagnosing illnesses was a routine matter for them.

Needless to say, Ye Yuan's skill was such that he could generally judge an illness with just a brief observation.

But he had looked at this ugly woman for a long time and found nothing, which truly made him eager to try.

Hearing this, Yan'er said disdainfully, "You're just a初级丹师, why put on airs? Even great alchemists and alchemy kings wouldn't be as arrogant as you, right?"

Ye Yuan glanced calmly at Yan'er and said, "Miss Yan'er, your qi and blood are slightly deficient, and your complexion is pale. I suspect you suffered a severe internal injury a few months ago. Although the injury has healed, the lost essence and blood have likely not been fully replenished. The Wulan Lingzhi that the Shangqing Sect demanded is probably for Miss to replenish your essence and blood, isn't it?"

This time, Yan'er was truly astonished; what Ye Yuan said was absolutely accurate!

If Yan'er's injury had not healed, it would have been nothing remarkable for Ye Yuan to see it.

But her injury had almost completely healed; an ordinary person could never tell from her appearance that she had suffered a severe internal injury months ago!

That injury was naturally sustained while protecting Miss, and she had nearly died from it.

But several months had passed since then, her injury had mostly healed, and the lost essence and blood had largely recovered. The Wulan Lingzhi was only used to consolidate the foundation and nourish the origin, to avoid hindering future cultivation.

From the outside, she appeared no different from an ordinary person.

Yet even so, Ye Yuan had seen it at a glance!

A mere初级丹师, yet possessing such insight!

The ugly woman was also surprised, "Young master, you have such keen eyesight, and what you said is absolutely correct! It seems both Yan'er and I judged by appearances and underestimated you. Li'er apologizes to you."

With that, she made a curtsy to Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan quickly made a gesture to lift her up and said with a smile, "Miss, you need not be so polite! So your name is Li'er; it's a beautiful name."

"You flatter me, young master. May I ask your name?" Li'er inquired.

Ye Yuan said, "My surname is Ye, given name Yuan."

"So it's Young Master Ye. Please, Young Master Ye, diagnose me." With that, Li'er extended her jade-like arm again.

"Miss Yan'er, may I now examine Miss Li'er?" Ye Yuan did not immediately reach out but turned to Yan'er.

Yan'er pouted and said sulkily, "Miss has already agreed; what use is my disagreement?"

Ye Yuan laughed heartily and placed two fingers on Li'er's wrist.