Chapter 630: Bringing the Dead Back to Life

Ye Yuan entered a crude thatched cottage, from which came the sound of bitter weeping.

“Make way, make way! This little fox isn’t dead yet. What are you all wailing for?” Ye Yuan shouted as soon as he entered.

Pushing through the crowd, he saw a snow-white little fox lying on the bed. Its fur was stained with patches of bright red, clearly indicating severe injuries.

The little fox was on the verge of death from its wounds and could no longer maintain human form, having reverted to its original shape.

Yu Huan was sitting by the bed. Seeing Ye Yuan making such a racket, she frowned and said, “Xin’er is at death’s door. Are you tired of living, shouting like that?”

If she weren’t holding Yu Xin in her hands and finding it hard to vent her anger, she would have killed Ye Yuan on the spot.

Ye Yuan glanced at Yu Huan and said irritably, “Old woman, if you don’t want her to die, then get out of my way! I’ll give you three breaths to decide. If you don’t move, I’ll turn around and leave!”

Yu Huan was taken aback by Ye Yuan’s attitude. She hadn’t expected him to be so assertive, not even giving her a chance to speak!

Her face flickered with uncertainty, but Ye Yuan had already started counting down.

“Three breaths!”

“Two breaths!”

Seeing Yu Huan still hesitating, Yu Shu couldn’t help but urge, “Ancestor Yu Huan, let Brother Ye Yuan give it a try?”

“One breath!”

“Wait!” Yu Huan finally spoke up.

She gently set down the little fox, walked up to Ye Yuan, and said fiercely, “If I find out you’re playing me, I’ll make your life a living hell!”

Ye Yuan ignored her, walked straight past Yu Huan to the bedside, and examined the little fox’s injuries.

He suddenly turned around and said, “What are you staring at? Why don’t you take them and get out? Don’t stand here getting in my way! Hmm… let Yu Shu stay. The rest of you, scram!”

“You!” Yu Huan wanted to lose her temper but forced herself to hold back, saying to the others, “Everyone, get out!”

Though she had left, Yu Huan was extremely displeased with Ye Yuan.

That brat actually dared to tell her to scram—he really must be tired of living!

If he could truly save Xin’er, fine. But if he couldn’t, he would have to face her thunderous wrath.

“Ancestor, wasn’t that fellow just now a human? Can he treat the Young Master’s injuries?”

“Yes, Ancestor. How could a human martial artist possibly heal our demon race’s wounds? Besides, even you couldn’t do anything about the Young Master’s injuries.”

“Ancestor, in my opinion, that human definitely has bad intentions! Knowing he can’t survive, he’s come here deliberately to cause trouble!”

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Everyone chattered on, all of them unconvinced that Ye Yuan could heal Yu Xin’s wounds.

The alchemy of the demon race and the alchemy of the human race were two completely different systems.

Very few human alchemists understood the healing arts of the demon race.

This human youth was at most a teenager—how could he possibly know the demon race’s healing methods?

Moreover, after Yu Xin was injured, Ancestor Yu Huan had used many methods just to keep her alive this long. The tribe’s shamans had exhausted all their efforts but still couldn’t save Yu Xin’s life.

Was it possible for this human, who had come from who knows where?

In truth, didn’t Yu Huan know this as well?

But Yu Xin was her only granddaughter. Watching her on the brink of death, the pain in Yu Huan’s heart was indescribable.

So although Ye Yuan’s words had been arrogant, they gave her a last straw to clutch at.

“All of you, shut up!” Yu Huan was now agitated herself and couldn’t help but explode in anger.

“Ah! Young Master!” Yu Shu suddenly cried out in alarm.

Hearing this sound, Yu Huan’s expression changed drastically!

“Brat, I’ll kill you!”

Yu Huan charged straight into the thatched cottage with a suffocating aura. But as soon as she entered, she froze. Lying on the bed was a beauty as fair as jade; the frail little fox was gone.

That beauty—who else could it be but Yu Xin?

Being able to take human form meant that Yu Xin had already recovered some of her vitality.

“Who do you want to kill?” Ye Yuan rolled his eyes and said irritably.

Yu Huan was momentarily speechless. Her terrifying aura dissipated instantly, replaced by an expression of extreme embarrassment.

She had been about to kill someone without even knowing what had happened—no wonder Ye Yuan was annoyed.

Deep down, Yu Huan hadn’t really believed Ye Yuan could cure Yu Xin. So when Yu Shu cried out, she instinctively thought something had gone wrong.

As it turned out, Yu Shu’s cry was because he found it too incredible.

“Old woman, can you stop shouting about killing all the time? If you’ve got the guts, go show off your might in front that Black Wind Demon Wolf Ancestor. Picking on a junior like me—what’s the point?” Ye Yuan said crossly as he put away the golden needles in his hand.

He had taken this set of golden needles from Ren Xingchun. Though not perfectly suited, they were barely adequate.

To treat Yu Xin, he had used his self-created Seventy-Two Great Cycle Acupuncture Method.

Now that Ye Yuan’s strength was far beyond what it used to be, performing this acupuncture method had truly uncanny effects.

Scolded by Ye Yuan like this, Yu Huan was left speechless.

Ye Yuan’s words were crude but true—how could she dare to go show off in front of the Black Wind Demon Wolf Ancestor? That would be no different from seeking death!

“You… have you cured Xin’er?” Still worried about Yu Xin’s safety, Yu Huan had to steel herself and ask.

“Cured? How could it be that easy? Don’t get me wrong, but what kind of messy shamans do you have in your tribe? Your Young Master was already this badly injured, and you still used Nishang Fruit to keep her alive? That’s like drinking poison to quench thirst! Don’t you understand that a weak body can’t handle strong tonics? That stuff is highly nourishing, but for your Young Master, it’s no different from poison! Utter nonsense!” Ye Yuan lashed out without restraint.

When he had diagnosed Yu Xin earlier, he found that these people had used all sorts of random things to keep her alive.

Originally, her injuries could have held out a while longer, but the Nishang Fruit, a powerful tonic, had nearly killed Yu Xin outright.

Now extremely concerned about Yu Xin’s condition, Yu Huan didn’t dare shout at Ye Yuan anymore. She could only suppress her anger and ask, “Xin’er, she…”

Ye Yuan glanced at Yu Huan and said calmly, “She’s out of danger for now, but to fully recover to her peak state, she’ll need medicinal pills! Here’s a list. Gather everything within ten days. Also, arrange a quiet place for me to go into seclusion! In ten days, I’ll refine the pills.”

Although the Seventy-Two Great Cycle Acupuncture Method was profoundly mysterious, it couldn’t completely replace medicinal pills.

For ordinary injuries or illnesses, Ye Yuan could cure them entirely with acupuncture. But if the injuries were too severe, recovery was impossible without the aid of pills.

Yu Xin had already had one foot through the gates of hell. Naturally, Ye Yuan couldn’t heal her completely with acupuncture alone; he could only restore a bit of her vitality.

To fully cure her, medicinal pills were necessary!