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Chapter 28 Sick Village
Qingxi Village, nestled at the foot of Cuiwei Mountain, is home to approximately one hundred households, who make their livings from fishing and hunting. Because it falls under the jurisdiction of the Fuyao Sect, the area has always been peaceful, free of banditry.

Yun Yi and his group toured the mountains and finally arrived at Qingxi Village. Qi Ling'er said that the villagers here were very friendly, and Zhang Bo's braised carp was a must-try. This time, they must feast on it.

Xun Ziyu was quite helpless with his greedy junior sister. He could only sigh silently and let her do whatever she wanted.

Unexpectedly, Qingxi Village felt strange today. There were no villagers walking around, and faint coughing could be heard from the surrounding houses, as if the coughing was about to burst open, as if the victim was about to vomit out all his internal organs.

Yun Yi, who had lived two lives as a human, was the first to notice that this place seemed to be shrouded in an ominous aura. He regretted that he was only in the Qi Refining Realm now. If a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm were here, he would be able to tell the problem just by looking at the aura.

He lowered his voice and said, "Something's not right here."

Xun Ziyu felt the same way: "There seems to be an unusual atmosphere in the village, but I don't know how to describe it."

Unexpectedly, Qi Ling'er answered, "It's illness."

Yun Yi asked, "This kind of thing hasn't happened in the village before, right?"

Xun Ziyu said, "No, my junior sister and I visited here three months ago, and the villagers were all healthy then."

Qi Ling'er, a member of the Fuyao Sect's Dan Pavilion, had always been at the forefront of matters like healing and saving lives. Seeing no one in the village, she simply went straight to the house of the village chief, Uncle Zhang.

She knocked hard on the door and called out, "Uncle Zhang, this is Qi Ling'er, are you there?"

"Ahem, here I come." After waiting for a moment, the door opened, revealing an extremely old face.

Uncle Zhang's face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and his hair was disheveled. At first glance, he looked like a walking corpse.

Seeing this, Qi Ling'er immediately took out a pill and put it into the old man's mouth without saying anything. Then she saw the medicine take effect and the old man's face became a little rosy, and she felt relieved.

She asked, "What's going on in the village?"

Uncle Zhang coughed twice, and found that the heaviness in his chest had finally dissipated. He explained weakly, "Just a few days ago, for some reason, everyone in the village, young and old, suddenly fell ill."

"Everyone is sick?!"

"Ahem, exactly. Even the barefoot doctor has collapsed. We've tried a lot of folk remedies, but nothing worked." Zhang Bo said weakly, "I wanted to send people outside for help, but there's really no one in the village who can make the journey. They don't have the energy to save themselves, so now we can only stay at home and wait to die... Fortunately, the immortals have arrived."

After hearing this, Xun Ziyu said, "It's surprising that everyone, regardless of gender, age or status, has been affected. This doesn't sound like an ordinary illness."

Qi Ling'er nodded and said, "That's right. I think Zhang Bo's vitality is low. It's as if his body has become a sieve, and his vitality is constantly leaking out. If this continues for a few more days, even a god or immortal cannot save him."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that Yun Yi had inexplicably gone not far away, so she shouted, "Brother Yun, did you find anything?"

Yun Yi waved his hand and said, "Come and take a look."

There was a shallow stream at his feet. The name of Qingxi Village came from this stream. The village’s daily drinking water was usually obtained from this stream.

But now it seems that the stream water is slightly green and has a strange color.

Qi Ling'er immediately bent down to check, dipped her fingers in a little stream water, and rubbed it with her fingertips to feel it carefully.

She confirmed: "There is a problem with the water source!"

Xun Ziyu had no medical knowledge, so he asked, "Is the water polluted, or has someone poisoned it?" Yun Yi shook his head and said, "It's probably not poison. This shallow stream flows from Cuiwei Mountain and winds its way through the river. If someone poisoned it upstream, there's no way to guarantee how much of the poison would remain downstream."

Qi Ling'er agreed, "And the water isn't poisonous, it's also filled with disease."

Yun Yi asked, "What exactly is disease energy?"

"The Danjing says that people have three kinds of internal qi: diseased qi, corpse qi, and dead qi. Diseased qi is caused by pathological changes in the human body. Corpse qi, as the name suggests, comes from the body. Dead qi originates from the mind and is the most complex."

"Miss Ling'er, do you have any way to treat the villagers?"

"Now that we've found the source of the disease, it's easy. If it's poisoning, use the antidote pills. If it's sick, use the all-disease-eliminating pills. The problem is..."

Xun Ziyu took over the conversation: "If the pathogenic qi in the water source is not resolved, the villagers will have no choice but to move elsewhere. Otherwise, it will only treat the symptoms and not the root cause."

Qi Ling'er said, "How about you, Senior Brother and Brother Yun, follow the stream to investigate this matter, and I stay here to treat the villagers?"

"Okay, then prepare the sound transmission talisman and contact me immediately if anything happens." Xun Ziyu said, looking at Yun Yi with an apologetic look on his face: "I'll have to trouble Brother Yun to help me investigate this matter first."

Yun Yi said casually, "It's okay. I'm also interested in investigating this matter. The stream water is infected with disease, and I'm afraid it's related to the abnormal movement of the earth veins."

Xun Ziyu said, "This is what I'm most worried about. The earth veins are veins hidden beneath the mountains and rivers, connecting all parts of the human world and maintaining the spiritual energy of the world. Once the earth veins are damaged, abnormal changes will often occur nearby."

The three of them discussed and decided to act separately. Before leaving, Qi Ling'er took out a lot of pills and asked Yun Yi and his senior brother to keep them for future use.

Xun Ziyu took out the "divine messenger pen" engraved with his surname, drew a magic circle in the open space beside the stream, and told his junior sister that if she encountered an emergency, she could enter the magic circle to resist for a while.

Seeing that these two people were meticulous, Yun Yi did not say much, but analyzed the incident based on his memories from his previous life.

The world of cultivation has been experiencing frequent and unusual changes in its earth veins in recent years, a phenomenon no longer uncommon. While this has had little impact on the sects involved, ordinary people have suffered greatly from it.

The two major dynasties, Great Yan and Great Xia, signed a ceasefire agreement for this reason. Otherwise, if the fighting continued, it would inevitably lead to great suffering and misery for the people.

But from Yun Yi's current perspective, there was something fishy about the unusual movement of the earth's veins. The unusually fierce storms in the northwest desert were also related to the unusual movement of the earth's veins. Did this indicate that something earth-shattering would happen soon?
Judging from my experience in the previous life, the answer is yes.

And everything is closely related to the mysterious organization called Futian Pavilion.

Yun Yi was lost in thought, his eyes flashing with a gleam. He had thought that as long as he stayed away from the Demon Sect, he could avoid disputes and cultivate in peace. He had never expected that the affairs secretly carried out by Futian Pavilion would have far-reaching implications, making it difficult to find a clean place in the entire cultivation world.

There was a problem in the northwest desert, and there was a problem under the nose of Fuyao Sect. Even the Feitian Secret Realm originally belonged to the lucky guy named Gong Che, who later joined Futian Pavilion.

In the world of cultivation, there are the Righteous Path, the Demonic Sect, and the Futian Pavilion; in the secular world, there are dynasties such as Dayan, Dayan, and Baihuang. They are like black and white pieces on a chessboard, entangled with each other to form their own trends.

In his previous life, Yun Yi helped Song Xinci unify the Demon Sect, while the righteous sect formed an alliance and produced a peerless genius named Feng Mo. However, no one could have anticipated the sudden rise of the Futian Pavilion, which even secretly controlled the two major dynasties of the secular world, demonstrating its extraordinary means.

Faced with such a behemoth that is still hiding in the dark, Yun Yi has a premonition that if he wants to live a truly happy and carefree life in this life, he will probably have to deal with Futian Pavilion.

Whether they are friend or foe is not clear yet.

(End of this chapter)