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In the west, Mount Sumeru.

The scenery here is quite unique now. The main hall is half collapsed and has not been repaired yet. The once lush Bodhi tree is now just a fire poker, standing there all alone.

The Taoist Zhunti sat on a half-lotus platform, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

Ever since he was tricked by Lin Xuan at Nuwa Palace and then bitten on the other side of his butt by that damned dog, his life has become increasingly difficult.

The chaotic beast bound by the "red thread of fate" kept barking in his mind every day, making his Dao heart unstable.

"Junior brother, we can't just sit here and wait to die any longer," the Guide said with a worried expression. "The Shang Dynasty is currently riding high. If we don't stop it, when will our Western Sect ever prosper?"

"Of course I know!" Zhunti gritted his teeth, "but Lin Xuan is keeping a close watch on us, and Nuwa is too protective of her own, so we can't get involved at all."

Zhunti's eyes darted around, and then he suddenly smiled sinisterly.

"If open methods don't work, then we'll try underhanded ones. If the higher-ups don't work, then we'll work from the bottom up."

He beckoned, and a figure emanating a greenish, plague-like aura walked in.

This person was not the infamous plague god Lü Yue, but rather one of Lü Yue's nominal disciples named Zhou Xin. This unfortunate fellow had recently gone on a journey and was brainwashed by Zhunti using his conversion techniques, and is now a spy for the Western Sect.

"Zhou Xin, go to Xiqi." Zhunti tossed him a small bottle. "This is the 'Original Elixir of Ten Thousand Poisons' that I refined. Go to Xiqi and spread the plague, but remember, do not kill people directly; make them wish they were dead."

Jieyin was taken aback: "Junior brother, why is this?"

"Only when the people suffer will they complain loudly. Then we can send people to 'treat the sick and save lives,' claiming the plague is divine punishment for the Shang Dynasty because Emperor Xin was tyrannical. Wouldn't that win the hearts of the people?"

The more Zhunti talked, the more he felt he was a genius.

This tactic is called "creating a problem and then solving it," and you can also throw dirty water on it along the way.

……

A few days later, at the border of Xiqi.

The once peaceful village suddenly descended into chaos. Many villagers began vomiting and having diarrhea, experiencing fever, and developing green spots on their skin.

The disease spread extremely quickly, reaching several towns within a few days.

The garrison commander of Xiqi was terrified and quickly reported the incident.

When the news reached Chaoge, Jiang Ziya was supervising the construction at the site.

"Report! Your Excellency! A strange disease has broken out on the border of Xiqi, suspected to be a plague, and many people have already died!" The messenger ran out of breath.

Jiang Ziya frowned and put down the blueprint in his hand.

"plague?"

He's no longer the old man who only knew how to tell fortunes. After learning so much from Lin Xuan, his way of thinking has changed a long time ago.

"My lord, shall we ask the Imperial Advisor to perform an exorcism?" the adjutant beside him asked.

"Exorcise my ass!" Jiang Ziya glared. "If rituals were effective, what would be the point of doctors? This must be someone playing tricks, or the hygiene conditions are just too poor."

Jiang Ziya remembered the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual... Oh no, Hygiene and Epidemic Prevention Guide" that Lin Xuan had given him before.

He immediately pulled the booklet out of his pocket and turned to the chapter on "Prevention and Control of Infectious Diseases".

"Pass down the order! Seal off the border; entry is permitted, but exit is not! Isolate all sick individuals!"

"Furthermore, immediately post notices telling the people: Drink boiled water! You must drink boiled water! Wash your hands before meals and after using the toilet! Anyone who dares to drink unboiled water will be arrested and locked up!"

"Get more lime and spread it over all the villages where the disease has broken out!"

When the order was given, everyone below was dumbfounded.

Drink boiled water? Wash your hands? Can these cure the plague?

But this was the Prime Minister's order, and no one dared to disobey it.

Thus, a strange scene appeared on the border of the Shang Dynasty.

Instead of the Taoist priests who were supposed to perform the ritual, a group of soldiers arrived with megaphones shouting "Drink more hot water!" There were large pots of boiling water everywhere, and lime powder was scattered all over the place.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xin, who was hiding in the shadows, was waiting to see what would happen.

He originally thought the plague would spread rapidly to Chaoge, at which point the Shang Dynasty would surely be thrown into chaos.

But the result?

The plague had barely crossed the border when it was stopped by this inexplicable combination of measures.

People who drank boiled water no longer had stomach aches; in villages where lime was sprinkled, flies and mosquitoes died out, cutting off the transmission route; and the isolated patients, although not yet recovered, did not infect others.

"What... what kind of sorcery is this?" Zhou Xin was dumbfounded.

How could he, a disciple of the plague god, lose to "drink more hot water"?

Just then, a divine thought swept across.

Inside the Pangu Palace, Lin Xuan looked at the "Analysis of the Plague Poison Law" displayed on the system panel and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Zhunti, that's all you've got. Playing with biological weapons? Don't you know I'm a transmigrator?"

Lin Xuan did not rush to kill Zhou Xin.

He discovered that although the plague had been contained, the poisonous gas had not dissipated; on the contrary, it seemed to have been deliberately collected and was brewing an even more disgusting transformation.

"Su Daji," Lin Xuan called softly.

"The students are here."

Su Daji, dressed in a professional suit, appeared out of nowhere, holding a golden abacus in her hand.

"Prepare the supplies. This time, we're not only going to treat patients, but also to Xiqi...to do business." A glint of shrewdness flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes. "Since the Western Sect wants to play games, then we'll play along to the end."