“Ani.” Zhu Yanyi called out. Bing Lan appeared beside her with a swift whoosh.
“Bing Lan, use your fire to char this piece of wood, but do not burn it away completely,” Zhu Yanyi said seriously.
Bing Lan executed the command immediately. As an Alien Fire, charring a piece of willow wood was trivial. Within seconds, the effect was visible.
Zhu Yanyi used her ability to probe the wood. She discovered that because Bing Lan was an Alien Fire, the wood looked charred on the outside but had actually turned into pure charcoal inside. It seemed using Alien Fire to alter the wood was unfeasible. Wood devoid of life could not cultivate Feng Chun. She needed to try a different method.
Zhu Yanyi tried several other approaches, but none achieved the desired result. Instead, the laboratory filled with the smell of burnt wood.
“What are you burning? I smelled a burnt odor as soon as I entered,” Yan Aohan said as he walked in.
“I was trying to artificially cultivate Feng Chun. I tried many methods, but I couldn’t keep a thread of life in the wood while charring it,” Zhu Yanyi explained.
“You used fire. I recall the wood for Feng Chun was struck by lightning. Have you tried using electricity?” Yan Aohan suggested casually.
“That reminder is timely,” Zhu Yanyi’s eyes lit up. She had been focused on the charred wood and nearly forgot that Feng Chun’s wood was created by lightning strikes. She turned to prepare for an electrical test and noticed Yan Aohan standing nearby. “Do you have other matters?”
“The file on Fang Enhua has arrived. Would you like to see it?” Yan Aohan asked.
Zhu Yanyi naturally wanted to see it. She put down her tools and followed Yan Aohan downstairs, then picked up the file to read.
“So, Fang Enhua spoke the truth to some extent. Her sister is indeed ill, suffering from terminal leukemia,” Zhu Yanyi said, flipping through the documents.
“Yes,” Yan Aohan nodded. “Fang Enhua’s father was originally a chemist. After being rehabilitated, he worked hard to contribute to society, so he had his own laboratory. Unexpectedly, seven years ago, he took his daughter to the lab to retrieve some documents. His daughter knocked over a bottle of solvent, destroying the entire laboratory. Fang Enhua’s father died on the spot while trying to save his daughter. His sister was infected by the toxic gas in the lab, causing massive cell death, which led to leukemia. Over the years, Fang Enhua has used his own blood to sustain his sister, but the effect is diminishing.”
Zhu Yanyi listened to Yan Aohan while reading the file. She patted the documents. “So she thought of Qimen Medical Arts. Since the Fang family’s location is not far from the Hun clan, she knew of the legendary rare medical book in the Hun clan.”
“Correct,” Yan Aohan looked at Zhu Yanyi seriously. “Furthermore, Fang Enhua did not lie about one thing. Five hundred years ago, the Fang family indeed possessed a medical book. As the Fang family began to decline, they sold this book to the Hun clan to save their family. Although it is unknown if the legendary medical book in the Hun clan is the same one, it cannot be denied that the Hun clan received a book from the Fang family.”
“Then why did she focus her attention on Hun Junlan? As far as I know, although Hun Junlan’s father studied medicine, she did not seem to receive any special medical inheritance,” Zhu Yanyi said thoughtfully. “I do not understand what Fang Enhua’s true intention is.”