Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 156 Seclusion
As night falls, the stars twinkle, and the courtyard is enveloped in soft moonlight, appearing peaceful and tranquil. If no one disturbs this place, it truly feels a bit isolated and detached from the world.

It’s a pity that Song Xinci suffers from a strange disease, and her body seems to have become a sieve. No matter how many pills she takes, they cannot help her recover. Even the medicinal power of the “Bigu Pill” cannot be absorbed.

In this way, Yun Yi had to chop firewood and cook, and make some food and drinks to nourish her body.

He had never done these things since he started practicing, and he was in a panic for a while, repeatedly sighing that it turned out that cooking was even more difficult than refining elixirs.

Song Xinci couldn't help and could only watch him busying around, finding it a little funny.

Ordinary people do not know the joy of heaven, and the immortals in heaven do not understand the joy of the mortal world.

……

The two of them lived such an ordinary life for a few days.

Yun Yi accidentally rescued an injured woodcutter in the mountains and asked him for some information.

Only then did I learn that the small town at the foot of the mountain was called Sword Forging City, built upon the Sword Forging Villa. While the name might seem ordinary, it held a golden reputation in the world.

Everyone knows that the Sword Casting Villa is the best at "sword casting". The first owner of the villa even ascended with the entire villa, making it the place that knows the most about swords in the world.

Yun Yi had some recollection of this, but it must have been many years ago. Back then, the Sword Forging Villa was neither righteous nor evil, neither of which belonged to the two sects. Yet, it enjoyed a reputation all its own, no less than the Righteous Qi Sect of today.

It turns out that the world in the painting is the heyday of the Sword Casting Villa. Unexpectedly, Wang Shenlai actually has a connection with this place.

Song Xinci's cultivation level was much higher than Yun Yi's, and his horizons were naturally broader. Combining the information, he immediately analyzed that this was at least thousands of years ago, and there were far fewer cultivators in the world of cultivation than there are now.

Therefore, many powerful people appeared at that time. Each of them was indomitable and their combined abilities were also world-class.

Unlike now, some so-called "Hedao" in the Hedao realm are actually just some minor and insignificant ways that are not up to standard.

The reason is simple. In the Hedao realm, "one man for one job", the more people who achieve Hedao, the more the best avenue will be divided up.

She could see that the Sword Casting Villa had a profound heritage, and the Sky City built in the air was even more extraordinary. In this way, it could indeed be of great help to Yun Yi.

After Yun Yi learned about this, he did not rush over, but became more calm and composed.

Seeing this, Song Xinci did not urge him, thinking that he must have a plan in mind anyway.

After a few days, a small story in the Sword-Forging City gradually spread. It was about a miracle doctor who came from Wufeng Mountain outside the city. Although he looked young, he was an expert in curing illnesses and saving lives.

No matter you have broken bones or damaged internal organs, one pill will work immediately.

The miracle doctor never charged money, only asking for common household items. For example, a few days ago, the woodcutter Zhang sent him a wooden bathtub in exchange for a magic pill for his mother.

Obviously, this was Yun Yi's wishful thinking.

Since the world in the painting existed thousands of years ago, it certainly had its own unique characteristics. However, as the world of cultivation evolved over the millennia, some new things had also gradually developed.

Dandao is one of them.

This is not to say that Dan Dao has made rapid progress and is far superior to before. Rather, it means that after thousands of years of research, Dan Dao has developed to the point where it can treat many diseases.

In the past, a single elixir could cure all ailments, but the production cost was daunting. Now, the efficacy of the elixir is reduced, and it specializes in a specific area, which has the benefit of reducing costs.

These were the knowledge that Su Qing had personally taught Yun Yi. Although the two had been separated for some time, Yun Yi still remembered them.

So these few days he started to refine elixirs, looking for ways to suppress Song Xinci's illness, while also helping the people living down the mountain.

Gradually, more and more people learned that there was a miracle doctor living on the mountain. Every day, several people came here to seek medical treatment, and it actually felt like the mountain was bustling with people.

Yun Yi was busy all day and didn't send the patients away until night. When he turned around, he saw Song Xinci making a fire to cook, and her face was covered in black dust, looking miserable.

He had never seen the Demon Sect Saintess in such a state before, and he couldn't help but laugh, while at the same time handing over a wet handkerchief. Song Xinci wiped her face and glared at him, "I thought you were already in a bad state during the Heart Refining in Wuming Town, but I didn't expect it to be worse now."

Yun Yi said lovingly, "It's strange to say. You were disguised as an ugly maid to take care of mother, so you should be very good at these rough jobs."

"It's because this body is too weak and I can't use it easily enough."

"Haha, then just take a rest and let me take care of these trivial matters."

Song Xinci was a little depressed: "I just want to help."

Yun Yi smiled and said, "I'm not tired."

"If you do too many trivial things, you will get upset."

"I'm not bothered."

Song Xinci sighed, patted her cheek and said, "Strange, it seems that after my body became weak, I have some thoughts in my mind that I would never have normally."

Yun Yi said: "Yes, in the past you were a fairy who was high and mighty, and you would never care whether others were tired or upset."

"Hmph, go boil some water!"

"Haha, you're anxious."

The two chatted for a while, and then Yun Yi went to boil some water.

Yesterday he suddenly remembered that he had taken a medicinal bath when he was in the Feitian Secret Realm. It seemed that it could stimulate the medicinal properties without harming the body, so he wondered if this method could have some effect on Song Xinci.

Thanks to the many people who have sought medical treatment in recent days, this small courtyard now has everything it needs, including daily necessities.

I have no worries about food and clothing, and my life is peaceful. It would be nice if it could continue like this.

Not only Yun Yi thought so, Song Xinci was actually somewhat fascinated by this kind of life. Unfortunately, the world in the painting was ultimately a mirage, and excessive obsession would ultimately lead to nothing.

Therefore, both of them saw through the situation but did not say anything, and just waited for the right time to set off for the Sword Casting Villa.

Yun Yi boiled a lot of hot water, mixed it with medicinal herbs and poured it into the bathtub. When the water temperature was right, he called Song Xinci to come over for a bath.

Song Xinci reached out to test the water temperature and found it was just right, then looked at Yun Yi indifferently.

She said, "Hey, why are you still here?"

Yun Yi said innocently, "It's windy outside, can I stay inside for a while?"

"What do you say?"

"Okay, then take your time washing."

There is naturally no wind outside the house. Even if there is wind, what effect can it have on the Spirit Transformation Realm? Will he catch a cold?
Yun Yi closed the door and vaguely saw Song Xinci's shadow in the candlelight. He saw her take off her clothes and clumsily get into the bathtub.

He said, "I'm just outside the door. Remember to call me if you need anything. Don't be shy."

Song Xinci said in a muffled voice: "Yeah."

The moon is bright tonight and the stars are sparse. Yun Yi looks towards the Sword Casting Villa built in the distance. Every day, sounds similar to those of blacksmithing can be heard from there, like thunder, which is strange.

Yun Yi took these things to heart and had a vague premonition that something big was going to happen.

(End of this chapter)