Who would have known just as the garrison captain was about to smash the medicine bottle, a small hand swiftly reached out? The hand was extremely agile; a flick of a finger hit an acupoint, pressing on the captain's hand.
The captain's palm felt numb and powerless, his entire Qi Power suddenly weakened, and he involuntarily jerked back.
Looking closely, it turned out to be a young girl with double buns in her hair. She moved quickly, and it was unclear what sort of tricky method she used to neutralize his attack.
A few villagers from Banana Leaf Village whispered anxiously to Yun Sheng: "Yun Sheng, those are the town garrison soldiers."
"Hmph, so you are the troublemakers of Banana Leaf Village? We received a report claiming you were selling fake medicines here, deceiving the local folks," said the garrison captain, who was a crony of Ding Mao's, scolding the Banana Leaf villagers with furrowed brows and glaring eyes.
"Esteemed officer," Yun Sheng had guessed that it was the Huoyan Village's people behind this mischief, "we are giving the medicine for free, not selling it."
"Free or not, in Great Zhou, one must possess a Pharmacist's qualification to make medicines. Does Banana Leaf Village have a Pharmacist? A decrepit mountain village even dares to entertain the thought of making medicine. Come, smash everything!" The captain sneered and commanded his soldiers to crush all the medicines.
On the Wuji Continent, those proficient in Ancient Medicine were also ranked hierarchically, from Medicine Gathering Boy, Medicine Man, Pharmacist, Bell Doctor, Four-direction Wanderer Doctor, Imperial Physician, Great National Doctor, Medical Marquis, to the Supreme Medical King.
Only those above the level of Pharmacist had the qualification to make medicines, a detail that Yun Sheng had overlooked.
Seeing the soldiers pounce on her and the villagers' painstakingly made Hemostatic Agent like starved wolves, a surge of anger welled up in Yun Sheng's chest. Was she to let these people destroy the village's hope?
"Whoosh--"
Little Black, crouched at Yun Sheng's feet and in sync with her thoughts, pounced on several soldiers first.
Little Black's claws were sharp, his movement speed incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, he clawed and gouged several soldiers' eyes and noses, terrifying the soldiers into crying for their fathers and mothers as they scrambled away in all directions.
Seeing this, the garrison captain, a man thinking he could stop the inevitable, threw a punch toward Little Black.
Though Taishang Town was small, the local garrison captain had undergone national Martial Artist training. This captain was a registered Samurai, even more skillful than the Martial Artist Lei Hu.
Where his fist passed, a flurry of shadows shimmered. Little Black was young and lacked experience in combat. Caught off guard, he was struck in the spine and staggered back to the side.
Yun Sheng's dark eyes deepened, a sharpness flickering across them.
With the help of Ye Beiming, she had managed to open her second of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, enhancing her movement technique and physical capabilities. Seeing Little Black under attack, how could she just stand by?
With a flick of her wrist, several glints of cold Bone Needles, propelled by her Inner Strength, swiftly scattered.
The captain only saw a few flashes of white light hurtling towards his face and realized his opponent also possessed Martial Arts capabilities. However, there were no known powerhouses on the continent who used needles as weapons. Besides, the opponent was just a six-year-old girl; he paid her no heed and swiped his large hand to bat away the Bone Needles as if swatting flies.
But when the tips of the needles collided with his palm, he suddenly felt numbness there.
"Poisoned!" The thought had only just formed in his mind.
However, he now saw the young girl's figure had unexpectedly arrived in front of him. Glancing down, he saw her hand had flicked beneath his waist.
A sensation akin to a swarm of mosquitoes biting him emerged—a strange coldness trickling down along his trouser leg.
Beneath the captain, a foul odor soon wafted, filling the entire room.
This was...he had wet himself.
In the tavern, the onlookers burst into laughter, pointing at the small team leader who was covering his crotch, looking utterly agonized.
"What kind of girl is this, learning such unorthodox skills at such a young age," a husky man with tiger eyes and a bear-like waist pushed through the crowd and stepped forward.
Several people followed behind him.
Yun Sheng did not recognize the man in the lead, but she recognized a few people following him — they were the pharmacy owners who had previously driven down the prices of the Blood Stopping Flowers from Banana Leaf Village.
The leader, with a gleam in his eye and a blustering presence in his movements, appeared to be Ding Mao, the Great Martial Master and father of Ding Lei from Huoyan Village, as per the rumors.
Others may not have seen how Yun Sheng acted just now, but Ding Mao, being a Great Martial Master with heightened senses, noticed that Yun Sheng first used Flying Needles to distract the attention of the garrison team leader before taking the opportunity to strike the bladder nerve with a Bone Needle in a covert attack, causing him to wet himself and suffer humiliation.
"Who is this nobody, suppressing Banana Leaf Village time and again, daring to do it but not to admit it," upon seeing Ding Mao's momentum, Yun Sheng inwardly exclaimed, recognizing his impressive presence as a Great Martial Master, which was several times stronger than that of the small team leader.
Even with Little Black added to her side, facing Ding Mao, their chances of winning were no more than thirty percent.
"Bold and sharp-tongued girl, I, Ding Mao, dare to act and accept responsibility. Banana Leaf Village killed my beloved daughter Ding Lei and three villagers, I've merely cut off your income and injured your village chief, which is already being quite polite. You're not qualified enough to speak with me; call out that Alchemist who practices pharmacy," Ding Mao said, his tone relatively polite.
He had also seen Banana Leaf Village's hemostatic agent and even tried a bottle, which worked remarkably well, something that only a true Great Alchemist could produce. It's highly likely that there is a Pharmacist supporting Banana Leaf Village from behind.
Destroying Banana Leaf Village isn't a big deal, but if it means offending a Pharmacist, then the loss outweighs the gain.
On the Wuji Continent, although Pharmacists are not as sought after as Mages, Summoners, or Martial Artists, it is well known that outstanding Great Alchemists often hail from the Medicine Emperor Pavilion.
For Martial Artists who rely on doctors for healing, offending anyone is bearable except the Medicine Emperor Pavilion.
After all, everyone faces birth, aging, sickness, and death; it's too difficult to seek help from the high-and-mighty Mages. Befriending a Pharmacist amounts to having an extra chance at life.
"There are no Pharmacists; the hemostatic agent was made collectively by the villagers. Believe it or not," Yun Sheng saw the calculation in Ding Mao's eyes; several villagers were swallowing nervously, wanting to reveal the truth, but she stopped them.
The hemostatic agent of Banana Leaf Village must not fall into the hands of those with ulterior motives.
"If you don't confess, you'll all be thrown in jail, and I refuse to believe that you won't speak under severe torture," seeing Yun Sheng uncooperative, Ding Mao's face turned ferocious, and he reached out to seize her like a hawk pouncing on a chicken.
Jail is a place where you could enter alive but may not come out the same.
The national law prohibits the wanton killing of civilians, but there's no rule against torturing troublemakers through severe interrogation.
Once in jail, Ding Mao would surely make this sharp-tongued girl suffer the most cruel punishment known to humanity.
How could Yun Sheng not guess his malicious intentions?
It comes down to a desperate struggle if need be.
Yun Sheng clenched her teeth in secret, frantically circulating the Marrow Jade Technique within her body, ready to unleash the Medical Soul Dark Needle.
Just at that moment, a hand appeared on Ding Mao's shoulder.
The hand was like brushing goose feathers, seemingly unintentionally tapping on Ding Mao's shoulder, yet he was struck down as if by the force of a thousand pounds, his body plunging into the ground like a nail hammered by a mallet.