Divine Level Witch Doctor

The Ying Family Ancestor was infuriated by their behavior. He roared, "All of you, shut up!"

Everyone was startled, and the argument immediately stopped.

The Ying Family Ancestor's face was dark. His gaze swept over each of them, and his powerful aura made them tremble, not daring to make a sound.

After a cold snort, the Ying Family Ancestor said, "Zhao Yuan is still watching from the side, yet you're arguing like this, even about to trade blows. Have you no shame? That's enough. All of you, get out! I will decide how the Marrow Cleansing Pills are to be distributed!"

No one dared to object. They lowered their heads and scurried away dejectedly.

Watching their retreating figures, the Ying Family Ancestor remained silent, but in his heart, he had already made a decision.

The Marrow Cleansing Pills, of course, were to be saved for the younger generation of the clan.

Just as Liang Qichao said in *The Young China*, the youth are the future, the hope! As for those clan members who had been stuck at the Peak of Muscle Strengthening for decades and were now old and frail, they could forget about the Marrow Cleansing Pills. Unless there was a surplus in the future, only then would their years of hard work be considered and rewarded with a single Pill. But before that, these treasures had to be used on the young. Only in this way could the Ying Family's legacy be properly passed down!

After a soft sigh, the Ying Family Ancestor put the medicine bottle away and turned to go back inside, joining Zhao Yuan for tea and conversation.

「Twenty minutes later.」

A group of Ying Clan Members arrived at the residence, carrying the Qi-Containing Jade.

When they placed the Qi-Containing Jade in front of Zhao Yuan, he was truly astonished.

The quantity was simply enormous!

There were over a hundred pieces of Qi-Containing Jade, large and small. Zhao Yuan mentally estimated that, all together, they must weigh several hundred pounds! Moreover, all this Qi-Containing Jade had been refined; it wasn't raw Jadeite. Every piece was suffused with Qi, with no extraneous parts.

Several hundred pounds of Qi-Containing Jade... 'Damn, I've really hit the jackpot this time!'

Compared to the hundred million he'd earned before, this Qi-Containing Jade made Zhao Yuan even happier.

"Zhao Yuan, what do you think? Is this enough Qi-Containing Jade?" the Ying Family Ancestor asked.

It was Zhao Yuan's first time seeing so much Qi-Containing Jade. Although he tried his best to remain calm, he couldn't manage it, grinning like a fool. "Enough, enough! It's more than enough!"

"Can you make five Storage Rings with this?" the Ying Family Ancestor asked again.

'Five?' Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment. He thought to himself, 'Are you kidding me? Several hundred pounds of Qi-Containing Jade to make just five Storage Rings? Even accounting for a failure rate, this is more than enough to make a hundred!'

The Ying Family Ancestor misunderstood him, thinking he was asking for too much. He said, a little embarrassed, "I was too greedy. How about three? It'll be fine if you can just make three Storage Rings with this Qi-Containing Jade."

'Are you looking down on me? How could I possibly deliver only three?' Zhao Yuan thought. But on second thought, he swallowed his words and put on a sincere expression, saying, "I'll do my best!"

The Ying Family Ancestor, suspecting nothing, said happily, "We're counting on you!"

Zhao Yuan nodded, struggling to keep a straight face. He sighed inwardly, 'I never thought I could be this shameless…' He stretched out a hand and instantly swept the several hundred pounds of Qi-Containing Jade into his Storage Ring Space. Then, he bid farewell to the Ying Family Ancestor, Ying Ji, Ying Zhi, and the others.

Ying Ji said, "Where are you going? I'll give you a ride!"

Zhao Yuan waved his hand, declining her offer. "No need, I'll just call a car." After a pause, he added, "There's something I need to warn you about."

Seeing his grave expression, Ying Ji paused, asking in confusion, "What is it? Why so serious?"

"You're sick!" Zhao Yuan said, enunciating each word. Then he added, "No, that's not right. Your whole family is sick!"

Ying Ji's face instantly darkened. She said unhappily, "Why are you insulting me? I don't think anyone in my family has offended you, have they?"

It was only because she felt Zhao Yuan had done the Ying Family a great service; otherwise, she would have already retorted, 'You're the one whose whole family is sick!'

Zhao Yuan shook his head. "I'm not insulting you. I'm telling you the truth. Your whole family really is sick!"

Seeing him persist, Ying Ji's expression grew even uglier.

But Zhao Yuan spoke before she could lose her temper. "The people of your Ying Family—once they pass the age of thirty, don't their bodies become very strange? Every three to five months, they become extremely weak for a few days. During this period of weakness, they need to consume large quantities of warming medicinal tonics and have an expert act as a Dharma Protector for them. Otherwise, they'll contract a strange illness, or even die suddenly, right?"

This time, Ying Ji was completely stunned, because everything Zhao Yuan said was exactly right.

Her family did indeed have such a strange condition. After turning thirty, most of them would experience this bizarre phenomenon, differing only in severity. The Ying Family had always believed they were suffering from some kind of Curse, and they had been trying to break it for ages. Unfortunately, despite investing countless resources and manpower over thousands of years to research the matter, they had found no solution.

This had always been a secret of the Ying Family, never mentioned to outsiders. It was a weakness. If their enemies were to find out and specifically wait for a Ying Family Expert's period of weakness to attack, wouldn't the entire clan be wiped out?

'But how did Zhao Yuan know the Ying Family's greatest secret?'

Ying Ji's voice trembled as she asked, "You… how do you know?"

Zhao Yuan replied, "I told you before, I study medicine. I diagnosed it from your facial complexions, your breathing, and other such signs."

"You diagnosed it?" Ying Ji's jaw dropped. She said in disbelief, "That's impossible, isn't it? Our clan members have seen doctors for generations, but not a single one has ever figured out our problem. Just a short while ago, one of my uncles went to the best hospital in the United States and had a full-body checkup with the most advanced equipment, and they still couldn't find anything wrong. And you figured out our family's affliction just by looking at our faces and listening to our breathing?"

To her, this sounded like something straight out of the Arabian Nights.

But Zhao Yuan said, "The facts are right in front of you. What is there to doubt?"

Ying Ji opened her mouth but found she had no rebuttal. Suddenly, a key question occurred to her, and she quickly said, "Wait, you're saying our condition is an illness? Not a Curse?"

Zhao Yuan shook his head. "It's not a Curse; it's an illness. From a young age, you Ying Clan Members are exposed to venomous creatures and Wandering Souls. Over time, you become tainted by their toxicity and Ghost Qi. Although you have a Secret Technique to mitigate it, it doesn't cleanse you completely. Day by day, year by year, the toxicity and Ghost Qi accumulate. After you turn thirty, it erupts and torments you."

"So that's how it is…" Zhao Yuan's explanation was so logical and well-founded that Ying Ji had no choice but to believe him. She quickly asked, "Is there a cure for this illness?"

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!