Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Unpredictable Future (Part 1) Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Unpredictable Future (Part 1) Mu Ruyue frowned slightly, and both perished? What exactly had happened a thousand years ago? Moreover, she hadn’t forgotten that Nangong Zifeng had addressed her as Moon Venerate and Ye Wuchen as Zi Huang…

So, what was their connection with Emperor Zi and Moon Venerate?

“Master, do you know the specifics about these two characters?”

Wu Yu looked at Mu Ruyue with a puzzled expression. This girl seemed indifferent about everything, so when had she started taking an interest in something?

“I don’t know much, I only know that Emperor Zi seemed to be a person from the Zi Family in Central Province, which was the most powerful force there at the time. Later, it was said that Emperor Zi and Moon Venerate were assassinated by a rival while they were away from the Zi Family. As for the rest, I’m not sure, but since that day, Emperor Zi and Moon Venerate disappeared from the lands of Central Province.”

Wu Yu sighed, that was all he knew.

Mu Ruyue pondered for a moment, then subtly nodded her head, “I understand, Master. Now I need to prepare to treat the Young Sect Master of Medicine Sect, so I will not be accompanying you.”

“Girl, just do as much as you can,” Wu Yu smiled faintly, his disciple didn’t need him to worry about anything, which made him feel somewhat lost…

Mu Ruyue did not say anything more, and randomly found someone to lead her to Murong Qingchu’s residence.

The light of the sunset streamed into the room, casting a glow on the man’s dark hair. He stood at the window with his hands behind his back, his gaze falling on the courtyard outside.

Seemingly sensing the young girl’s approach, the man’s faint smile appeared gently, and as he slowly turned around, his voice as beautiful as a gentle breeze softly echoed, enchanting to the point of being captivating.

“You’ve come?”

Mu Ruyue was momentarily startled–why did she feel like this man had known she would come? Could it be her illusion?

“I am confident in treating your illness, but I need to ask you a few questions.”

The man slightly raised his hand, his godly handsome face wearing a faint smile. This man was clearly so aloof, yet his smile was as divine and picturesque as if painted, ethereally beautiful.

He was indeed like an immortal, unrealistically beautiful.

“Please sit.”

“No need, I’ll leave after asking,” Ruyue shook her head and said, “Your attribute is wind, which naturally leaves your body in poor condition. You have lost much life force five years ago. If I’m not mistaken, did you accidentally come into contact with a plant called Red Ant Leaf?”

“If you’re referring to the red, ant-like large leaf plant, I indeed came into contact with it five years ago.”

“That’s right,” Mu Ruyue’s eyes lit up slightly, and she smiled faintly, “That is the Red Ant Leaf, a highly toxic plant that gradually saps one’s life force. An elixir known as Nine Tripods Pill from Earth-grade Peak can neutralize this toxin, although refining it takes some time.”

Qing Chu smiled lightly, a hint of warmth gradually appeared on his cold face: “Then I’ll trouble you.”

Mu Ruyue arched her eyebrows and looked toward Qing Chu, whose expression had remained constant. She lightly raised her eyebrows, “You seem not to care whether the poison can be cured or not. You didn’t feel disappointed before when there was no cure, and now you don’t even seem relieved.”

“It’s not that I don’t care, but rather… I know I won’t die,” Murong Qingchu stated flatly.

From the beginning, he had known his own fate.