The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 346 The Power of Faith
Listening to the system's words, she looked at the orcs queuing up, each one with a pale face, listless and dejected.

There were also many elderly females lying in the cave who couldn't even stand up.

The wolf tribe is in a relatively good situation; the other tribes are in a much worse situation.

With limited antidote available, and if an alternative cannot be found in time, who knows how many orcs will die.

While pondering how to conduct the experiment and what medications to combine it with,

Xuan Yuanming, who had been following behind without saying a word, walked over and said, "Yue'er, I have an idea."

"what idea?"

Su Xiyue looked up at him.

Xuan Yuanming's gaze was calm. "Since the antidote is effective, we can try to find similar herbs, which may alleviate our immediate crisis."

"Similar to herbs?"

She paused for a moment, then looked embarrassed. "To be honest, I thought of this method a long time ago, but I don't know anything about these things. I obtained the antidote by chance, and I have no idea what the formula was or what herbs were used. It's dissolved in water now, not even a trace is left, so I don't know where to start to study it."

Although she possesses wood-based superpowers and knows some basic herbal knowledge, she has not studied traditional Chinese medicine in depth, nor does she know how to combine herbs.

Not to mention, the herbs from ancient times differ from those of later generations.

They would be even less willing to mix and match randomly.

If that doesn't work, we'll have to go find that old witch doctor and see what medicine the Golden Silkworm King can use to cure this plague.

Upon hearing his words, Ye Ling frowned instantly. "This is indeed a troublesome problem."

Xuanyuan Ming also fell silent. When he made the suggestion, he hadn't really considered that Yue'er wouldn't understand the nature of herbs.

But this can't be blamed on him. Yue'er's wood-type ability is very powerful, and she can also identify various herbs. Everyone almost instinctively assumes that she has medical skills.

They even thought she was more powerful than the old witch doctor priest.

As the antidote was distributed, the orcs infected with the plague began to recover. They stopped vomiting and having diarrhea, their coughs lessened, and their fevers gradually subsided.

Even the bone-deep cold and pain seemed to be subsiding.

Excited cheers erupted all around.

"This really is holy water! I feel strong again!"

"My head...is no longer dizzy!"

"Father, how are you feeling? Are you still cold?"

"Much better...much better..."

……

This immediate effect is more convincing than any words.

The orcs all looked at Su Xiyue, realizing that she had concocted the antidote, and then they all knelt before her, cheering excitedly in unison:

"Thank you, Miss Xiyue, and thank you, Beast God Messenger."

"Miss Xiyue was sent by the Beast God to save our wolf tribe..."

"By the Beast God! Miss Xiyue is your incarnation!"

The shouts rose higher and higher, echoing in the silent night, filled with gratitude for surviving the ordeal and awe for the miracle of the beast.

Countless eyes gazed at her with deep gratitude and awe for the messenger or incarnation of the Beast God, as if she were enveloped in a holy radiance.

Although Su Xiyue used the Beast God as an excuse in the past, she led the entire wolf tribe to a good life.

But it was nowhere near as impactful as saving so many orc lives this time.

Mi Yao stood at the entrance of the cave watching this scene, her expression very complicated.

Fortunately, she has calmed down a lot now and there is no jealousy between her and others.

Instead, he knelt on the ground like everyone else, his face full of gratitude.

Although Su Xiyue once brought disaster to the tribe, she also led the tribe to a better life.

Now, he has saved so many orcs and Wolf Fang. For this alone, he deserves our gratitude and our utmost respect.

Su Xiyue was caught off guard by this sudden turn of events.

Fortunately, I remained calm.

Just as she was about to tell everyone to stand up, the system's long-lost mechanical voice suddenly rang in her mind:

"Ding! Detected that the Wolf Tribe orcs have developed a strong faith in the host and gained a certain amount of faith power. Emergency side quest now triggered: Plague Buster."

"Mission Objective: Within three days, develop a simple medicine to replace the antidote and treat at least 500 infected orcs. Identify the source of the plague and halt its spread. Rewards: Unlock the [Basic Medical Compendium] skill (including herbal identification and recipe synthesis, +1000 Faith points, and 3 random rare herb seeds. Penalty for Failure: The wolf tribe's mortality rate increases to 30%)."

After the system finished speaking, it added a reminder: "Host, the power of faith is extremely important for cultivators. It can not only improve cultivation level, but also bring many other benefits. In short, just remember that the power of faith is very important. This is a great opportunity to earn faith points, so please be sure to seize it."

Su Xiyue was stunned for a moment. Although she did not understand the function of the power of faith, she understood the meaning behind the system's words.

They developed a simple medicine to replace the antidote, saving at least five hundred infected orcs, identifying the source of the plague, and blocking its transmission route.

There's no need to investigate the source of the plague; the cause is already known.

The most important thing is to develop an antidote.

After going around in circles, we've come back to the key issue.

I just have a terrible headache.

She looked at the kneeling beastmen and said in a clear voice, "Get up, all of you. The most urgent task is to save more of our people."

Upon hearing this, all the orcs looked up at her, their eyes filled with hope.

At that moment, the plague didn't seem so terrible anymore. They then all stood up.

Ye Ling and Xuan Yuanming exchanged a glance, both seeing seriousness in each other's eyes.

Excessive praise and accolades are not a good thing for Yue'er.

Yue'er has no medical knowledge whatsoever, let alone how to prepare herbal medicine. If she can't save people, some people will inevitably say hurtful things behind her back.

They may even engage in some extreme behaviors.

The moon is human, not a god, so there are always things it can't do.

That's quite a compliment...

But given the current situation, it's not appropriate to say much.

Su Xiyue wasted no time and immediately went back to find the witch doctor.

Thinking that the priest had gone to the mountains to gather herbs, he turned to Xuan Yuanming and said, "Take some men and find the priest right now. He went to the mountains to gather herbs. When you find him, tell him that I have something urgent to tell him and that he should come back immediately."

Xuanyuan Ming nodded in agreement, then turned and disappeared into the moonlight with several orcs.

She didn't stay there any longer and quickly went to find the witch doctor.

Ye Ling instructed the orcs to keep an eye on this area and report to him immediately if anything happened, and then followed them.

The night was as dark as ink, and fires were lit everywhere in the wolf tribe, swaying in the wind and casting long and short shadows.

The plague broke out suddenly, and no one slept well that night; everyone's face was full of exhaustion.

Su Xiyue was naturally sleepy, but she had neither the time nor the inclination to sleep.

Thinking that the old witch doctor should have already returned from his father's place, he went directly to the other man's residence.

Ye Ling followed closely behind.

The two soon arrived at the witch doctor's residence. The courtyard was brightly lit, with torches stuck in the corners of the walls, and the air was thick with the smell of medicine.

The old witch doctor was squatting on the ground, hunched over, grinding herbs. When he saw the two of them come in, he immediately smiled and said, "Girl, you've come at the right time. Help this old man sort out those herbs."

Su Xiyue glanced at the pile of herbs beside her, but didn't refuse. She walked over and squatted down to sort them, asking, "Master went to the mountains to collect herbs. How's your research going?"

The old witch doctor shook his head, his cloudy eyes revealing weariness. "This plague came on strangely. I've searched through all the ancestral animal skin scrolls, but I haven't found any similar records."

He pointed to several yellowed animal hides spread out on the stone table, covered with various herbal patterns. "I did find a few prescriptions for clearing heat and detoxifying, but their effectiveness..."

Before he could finish speaking, he shook his head again.

Ye Ling stood in the courtyard, her silver eyes sweeping over the herbs. "Yue'er, do you have something in mind?"

Su Xiyue pushed the sorted herbs aside, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I want to try the Golden Silkworm King."

Ye Ling's silver eyes flickered slightly. Of course he knew about the Golden Silkworm King. He had mistakenly swallowed a golden pearl that could cure all poisons.

According to the Golden Silkworm King, the golden pearl was formed over three hundred years and was originally intended for Yue'er to consume.

Little did he know that Xuanming's antics would cause the golden bead to accidentally fly into his mouth.

The Golden Silkworm King was later kept in the space by Yue'er and spun silk every day.

I don't know when I'll be able to condense the second golden bead.

"The Golden Silkworm King?"

The old shaman's hand trembled, and the stone pestle used for pounding medicine almost fell to the ground. "The legendary sacred object of the Upper Realm's Medicine Gu Clan?"

Although he had never seen it, he knew some of it from the records.

Su Xiyue nodded. "That's right, that's it."

As she spoke, she flipped her palm over, and a golden silkworm appeared in her hand. Its plump body wriggled, and it had two small golden antennae on its head, making it look adorable.

The old witch doctor's cloudy eyes widened instantly, and he stretched out his hand with trembling hands, "This...this really is the Golden Silkworm King?"

The Golden Silkworm King seemed to sense something, lazily raising its head. Its beady eyes glanced at the old witch doctor, and it muttered disdainfully, "What an ugly old man! Don't get so close to me, you're spitting all over me..."

The old witch doctor awkwardly withdrew his hand, unable to resist touching the wrinkles on his face. "Having lived this long, this is the first time I've ever been disliked by an insect."

Upon hearing this, the Golden Silkworm King immediately bristled, twisting its plump body and trembling with anger on its golden antennae: "Who are you calling an insect? I am a sacred object of the Medicine Gu Clan, do you understand what a sacred object is?!"

Su Xiyue couldn't help but chuckle, and gently poked its round body with her finger: "Alright, stop fooling around, we have something important to do now."

She turned to the old witch doctor, her expression becoming serious: "I want to try using the Golden Silkworm King in combination with other herbs to see if I can find a way to cure the plague."

The old witch doctor's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, yes, yes! Legend has it that the Golden Silkworm King can cure all poisons, maybe it really can cure this plague."

"Who said this silkworm can only detoxify?"

The Golden Silkworm King suddenly interrupted him, proudly raising its little head, "A mere plague is nothing to this silkworm."

Its words stopped abruptly, its beady green eyes darted around, and it suddenly looked at Su Xiyue: "But if you want my help, you have to agree to one condition."

Ye Ling narrowed her silver eyes and bent down to look at the Golden Silkworm King: "What are the conditions?"

The Golden Silkworm King glanced at him, then suddenly twisted its body, and a flash of golden light appeared.

Where was the fat silkworm? In its place stood a handsome man with blond hair and golden eyes.

He was dressed in a long golden robe, his face exquisitely beautiful to the point of being almost otherworldly, with two golden antennae peeking out from his forehead. He was leaning lazily against a stone table in the courtyard, giving Su Xiyue a flirtatious wink: "I want Yue'er to personally feed me mulberry leaves every day, and I also want to be her eighth beast husband~"

Ye Ling's face instantly darkened, and a cold glint flashed in her silver eyes: "Are you courting death?"

Su Xiyue was also stunned, staring wide-eyed at the blond handsome man in front of her: "You...you can transform?"

The sound of shock rose considerably.