Mortal Dawn and Dusk, My Eternal Life - Chapter 49

Su Mingyue’s light remark, “This… this is not an illness,” exploded like a sudden clap of thunder in Old Master Du’s ears! His face, already slightly distorted by terror, instantly turned deathly pale. His eyes were filled with unbelievable shock and… a panic of being completely seen through!

How did she know?! How could she possibly know?! This… this is not medicine at all!!

The inconspicuous man standing by also changed drastically upon hearing Su Mingyue’s words. The hand gripping the short dagger in his sleeve bulged with veins, and killing intent fully revealed itself in his eyes! The atmosphere in the entire bedroom instantly dropped to freezing point. It felt as if even the air had solidified, filled with intense, drawn-out tension!

However, Old Master Du was, after all, an old fox who had weathered many storms. After the initial shock and panic, he miraculously and quickly calmed down. He knew that at a time like this, he absolutely could not lose his composure. This young woman, though mysterious and unfathomable, since she could discern his “illness’s root” at a glance, it meant… she might truly have a way to solve his problem! This was a crisis, but… also a heaven-sent opportunity!

Old Master Du took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the tumultuous waves in his heart. He even managed to force out a smile that was uglier than a cry. He waved his hand, signaling the murderous man to stay calm, then spoke to Su Mingyue in a hoarse voice, almost pleading:

“Divine… Divine Doctor Su… You… you are indeed a divine person! This old man… this old man’s illness is indeed… indeed somewhat strange. Since Divine Doctor can see through it at a glance, then… then you must surely have a way to cure it, right?” He adopted an extremely humble posture, attempting to lull Su Mingyue into a false sense of security and extract the true solution from her. “Please, Divine Doctor… save this old man’s life! As long as Divine Doctor can cure this old man’s illness, no matter the condition, this old man will agree! Gold, silver, treasures, antiques, paintings and calligraphy—as long as Divine Doctor speaks, this old man will not hesitate!” He spoke, struggling to sit up from his sickbed to bow to Su Mingyue, his “sincere” demeanor truly moving.

Su Mingyue watched Old Master Du’s performance, which was worthy of an actor’s award, a cold sneer in her heart, but her face remained calm and detached. She didn’t expose him, merely went along with his words, and said lightly:

“A method… it’s not impossible.”

“Really?!” Old Master Du’s eyes instantly erupted with terrifying light upon hearing this, and his breathing quickened. “Please, Divine Doctor, instruct me!”

Su Mingyue looked at his impatient demeanor, a meaningful arc on her lips. She slowly said: “My medical skills, while able to cure all illnesses, do have a rule.”

“What rule?” Old Master Du quickly pressed.

“That is…” Su Mingyue paused. Her clear eyes, like two of the sharpest swords, directly pierced into the depths of Old Master Du’s heart. “I only save the benevolent, and do not treat evildoers.” She paused, then added, her voice light, yet like a heavy hammer, striking Old Master Du’s heart: “If one is a person who has performed good deeds and accumulated virtue, even if they are in a desperate situation, I will do my utmost to save them, taking no payment.”

“But if one is… a wicked person, whose hands are stained with the blood of the innocent…” Su Mingyue’s tone suddenly shifted, becoming cold: “Then I will not only not save him, but I will… personally send him on his way, lest he continue to harm the world!”

These words were resolute and resounding! Old Master Du’s smile completely froze! His cloudy eyes stared fixedly at Su Mingyue, filled with sinister malice and… the madness of being utterly enraged! He knew that his last pretense had been completely shattered by this young woman!

“Thank you, Miss,” Old Master Du suddenly laughed, but his laughter sounded exceptionally dry and… chilling. He slowly sat upright on his sickbed. His previous critically ill, dying appearance had vanished without a trace. In its place was a chillingly sinister and… savage aura! He looked at Su Mingyue, and said word by word: “Since Miss is unwilling to treat this old man, then this old man… will just have to use his own methods.”

“It seems Old Master Du doesn’t plan to pretend any longer?” Su Mingyue raised an eyebrow, her expression still calm.

“Pretend?” Old Master Du sneered. “Little girl, you are indeed very clever and by no means simple. But sometimes, people who are too clever often… don’t live long!”

The moment his voice fell, he violently clapped his hands!

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

As his claps resonated, from behind seemingly ordinary screens, beneath heavy curtains, and even from the rafters above, seven or eight black-clad strong men, armed with sharp blades, instantly burst forth! These men all had bulging temples and fierce eyes; clearly, they were all extraordinary martial artists! And the inconspicuous man who had been standing beside Old Master Du also tore off his disguise at this moment, revealing his grim face, the one who had fought with Su Mingyue in the dark alley! All of them surrounded Su Mingyue, their weapons in their hands glinting with cold light in the dim candlelight. The entire bedroom was filled with murderous intent!

“Little Miss Su,” Old Master Du slowly stepped down from the bed, a morbid smile on his face, his eyes filled with greed and cruelty. “This old man will give you one last chance. Obediently hand over the method to treat this old man’s ‘stubborn illness,’ and help this old man… escape this pain… After it’s done, this old man will guarantee you a lifetime of wealth and glory. Otherwise…” He paused, his voice becoming as sinister as a demon from hell: “Otherwise, your delicate body, I’m afraid… will become this old man’s ‘supplement’ tonight!”

Su Mingyue looked at the tense situation before her, showing no fear. She merely glanced indifferently at the black-clad strong men surrounding her and the black-robed man with venomous eyes. Finally, her gaze fell upon Old Master Du’s face, twisted by greed.

She lightly sighed, her voice tinged with a hint of pity, and also a hint of… disdain. “It seems, if soft methods don’t work, you intend to… use hard ones?” Her tone was still calm and detached, as if the armed thugs before her were nothing but chickens and dogs.

“You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!” Old Master Du, seeing Su Mingyue still so calm at this moment, felt even more enraged. He violently waved his hand and roared: “Attack! Seize her for this old man! Remember, alive!” He still wanted to extract the method to cure his “heart disease” from this woman’s mouth!

At Old Master Du’s command, the black-robed man and the seven or eight black-clad strong men let out a shout and, like hungry wolves pouncing on prey, charged at Su Mingyue from all directions! The glint of blades instantly engulfed Su Mingyue’s slender figure!

However, just as everyone thought this unarmed young woman was about to be sliced to pieces—

Su Mingyue moved. Her movements were not fast; one could even say they were… artful. She lightly tapped her foot, and her figure, like a ghost, easily passed through the encirclement of several black-clad strong men. Then, with fingers joined like a sword, she swiftly tapped them in several places on their bodies, quick as lightning!

The initially aggressive black-clad strong men suddenly stiffened, and then, like wooden stakes, they fell straight down, unconscious! From beginning to end, they didn’t even touch Su Mingyue’s clothes!

This sudden scene, happening in a flash, stunned everyone present! The black-robed man’s face changed drastically in fright. He quickly stopped his forward charge, looking at Su Mingyue in disbelief! He knew this woman’s skills were bizarre, but he never thought they were this bizarre! This… this wasn’t martial arts at all! This was clearly the legendary… acupuncture point sealing technique!

“Who on earth are you?!” the black-robed man asked, his voice trembling, his eyes filled with fear.

Su Mingyue did not answer him; she merely glanced at him indifferently, her gaze like that of someone looking at a dead man. Then, her gaze passed over the black-robed man and landed on Old Master Du, who was equally shocked and terrified.

“Old Master Du,” Su Mingyue’s voice, like a chilling wind from the Nine Netherworlds, was cold and piercing. “Now, do you still think I can be your ‘supplement’ tonight?”