The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"No, no, it was just a lucky breakthrough."

Tang Xixue quickly waved her hand, trying to help her senior brother out of the predicament.

When she received the inheritance of the Medicine God, she also received a gift from the Flowing Cloud Medicine God.

That was the last thought left by the first Medicine God in the Glazed Heaven Secret Realm.

Across ten thousand years, that thought remains as gentle as ever, pouring all its lifelong insights into medicine into her alone.

It was a gentle spring rain that nourished everything silently, a beacon illuminating the way for those who were lost.

It is an inspiration from the art of medicine, a resonance of the soul.

At that moment, her skill level naturally reached its peak, breaking through the threshold that all doctors dream of.

Meanwhile, in the Glazed Immortal Palace, the residual power within the palace, which had been imbued with the power of the Medicine God for ten thousand years, silently merged into her spiritual sea.

Like all rivers flowing into the sea, gentle yet vast.

Without vying or competing, it simply flows in quietly, lifting her to a higher place.

"Junior brother, what do you think?"

Liu Xinyi turned her attention to Jiu Fangzhi, and several of her senior brothers also looked over.

The second senior brother grinned widely, the third senior brother stroked his beard, and the fourth senior brother squinted.

Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation for a good show.

Jiu Fangzhi felt somewhat uncomfortable being stared at by them.

He turned his face slightly to the side, the silver mask covering most of his face, but the tips of his ears, which were exposed, were subtly tinged with a thin layer of red.

After a moment of silence, he nodded.

"Yes. My junior sister protected me in the secret realm."

The voice was as cold and clear as ever, but if you listened carefully, you could detect a hint of unnatural stiffness, like an undercurrent hidden beneath the surface of ice.

"Ouch."

The third senior brother was the first to let out a strange cry.

"So even my junior brother has a day when he needs someone to protect him—"

The fourth senior brother drawled out the last syllable, speaking in a sarcastic tone.

"So delicate."

The second senior brother, working in perfect unison, delivered the final blow in a high-pitched voice.

"This is truly unbelievable! Our junior brother, the dignified Ghost Doctor, is actually being protected by our junior sister—who would believe it if word got out?"

The old medicine masters burst into laughter, mercilessly kicking him when he was down.

Although the eldest brother didn't speak, the curve of his lips clearly showed that he was suppressing a laugh.

Jiu Fangzhi glanced at them coldly.

These senior brothers and sisters all appeared dignified and composed, with an air of otherworldly grace, in front of others.

When they were in front of him, they revealed their true colors, just like a group of old rascals.

He looked away, deciding not to stoop to their level.

"Speaking of which, my senior brother didn't even receive any of the Medicine God's inheritance in order to help me."

Tang Xixue put away her joking expression and looked at Jiu Fangzhi seriously.

Her tone was filled with genuine remorse, and a faint look of shame rose between her brows, like thin clouds obscuring the bright moon.

"So many physicians enter the Glazed Heaven Secret Realm in search of opportunities. My senior brother's medical skills are no less than mine; if it weren't for protecting me..."

She bit her lip, not finishing her sentence.

Jiu Fangzhi looked at her, his gaze flickering slightly behind the silver mask.

His junior sister is always like this.

She remembers every kindness others show her.

Little did they know that in the eyes of others, she was the warmest little sun.

"As an elder brother, I have no need for any inheritance."

He spoke slowly.

His voice remained languid and composed, like drifting clouds in the mountains, but with a rare touch of solemnity.

"There is no legacy in this world worth bending down to pick up."

That's incredibly arrogant.

But when Jiu Fangzhi said it, it seemed perfectly natural.

His gaze was slightly lowered.

"Speaking of which, there is something I would like to give to my junior sister."

"Ouch."

The third senior brother immediately perked up his ears.

"Junior brother, you even have a gift?"

The fourth and second senior brothers exchanged a glance and spoke in unison.

"This is a very rare thing."

Senior Sister Liu Xinyi calmly took half a step back, making way for Jiu Fangzhi.

She kept her arms crossed, a meaningful smile in her eyes.

The second senior brother, with the look of someone who had been through it all, reached out to pat Jiu Fangzhi on the shoulder.

He avoided it with a look of disgust.

"Tsk, junior brother's grown up. His male virtues are top-notch!"

The second senior brother's hand was suspended in mid-air, but he wasn't embarrassed. Instead, he smiled and shook his head.

Why did they feel that there was something off about the atmosphere between the junior brother and junior sister?

That gaze, that tone, that understated gentleness.

Could it be an illusion?

"cough."

Jiu Fangzhi paused, his hands stilled, because of the teasing from his senior brothers and sisters.

He was always aloof and eccentric, and everyone in the Divine Medicine Valley feared him.

The mere mention of the name "Ghost Doctor" would send the disciples of the valley into a chilling silence, causing them to avoid the area.

These few senior brothers and sisters, who had watched him grow up since he was a child, never took his cold face seriously.

Make a joke when you need to, tease when you need to.

He shook his head helplessly, then took out a white jade-like spirit flower from his bosom.

The spirit flower was pure white, with layers upon layers of petals, each as thin as a cicada's wing, shimmering with a warm glow in the sunlight.

A drop of dew clung to the flower's stamen, crystal clear, as if it contained an entire starry sky.

It lay in his palm, like a small piece of moonlight forgotten in time.

"This is for my junior sister."

He handed the spirit flower to Tang Xixue, his voice as indifferent as ever, but the hand holding the flower was surprisingly steady.

With fingers slightly spread and palm facing upward, it's as if holding a fragile dream.

"I didn't see the herb *Heliotropium indicum*, but this is *Heliotropium indicum* flower, which has even better medicinal effects."

The flower of continuation symbolizes continuity.

Even with broken bones and severed blood vessels, a new life can be reborn.

Even if the meridians are completely destroyed, a withered tree can still bloom again.

This is even more precious than the Vein-Continuing Grass; it is a healing elixir that exists only in ancient books and legends.

Legend has it that it disappeared ten thousand years ago, and countless pharmacists have spent their entire lives without ever seeing it.

"This was a gift from Little Fufu."

He added a sentence, his tone carrying a subtle softness.

Tang Xixue was slightly taken aback.

Little Fufu.

That little girl from Yaoguang City.

At that time, he stood under the Three Lives Tree, and the flames on the tree fell like a galaxy.

The little girl with her hair in two buns skipped over, her cheeks rosy, like a ripe little apple.

She placed a magic flower in his hand, tilted her little face up, and wished him and the beautiful older sister a long and happy life together.

Growing old together.

He originally didn't want to accept it.

He never accepts anything from others.

But the blessing was too beautiful, like a small piece of a dream that he had deliberately ignored, suddenly presented to him.

Like a piece of candy, so sweet that you can't bear to throw it away.

He accepted it almost as if possessed.

After leaving the secret realm, the seemingly ordinary spiritual flower revealed its true form.

The ethereal light sheds the disguise of the mortal world, revealing mysterious patterns on the petals—the unique mark of the Continuation Flower.

As it unfolds, each petal radiates a warm white light, as if it were not of this world.

Yaoguang City.

That seemingly illusory dream was actually a real garden of immortal herbs.

Countless survivors of Yaoguang City, with their spiritual power, joined forces with the Three Lives Tree of the Flowing Cloud Medicine God to guard against the Erosion Moth for thousands of years, preventing it from ever being born.

Every plant and tree in the Immortal Herb Garden is a spiritual plant.

But they are not just spiritual plants; they are also the mysterious forces that sustain the existence of Yaoguang City.

The flowers, trees, pavilions, and even the inhabitants are all formed by the interweaving of mental power and the power of the Medicine God, existing between reality and illusion.

No one else can take anything from the Immortal Medicine Garden.

Yaoguang City and its native inhabitants are actually very special beings.

They are both real people and guardian spirits of that world.

Only items donated voluntarily by indigenous people can leave with them and become real objects.

Otherwise, they would vanish without a trace the moment they left Yaoguang City, like a mirage.

Like waking from a dream.