Do you even want to make things right or not?

Zhao Tong'an had only vaguely heard of the name "Tiger-Eye Moon Silkworm" and didn't know its details, so she didn't dare to agree immediately. She said truthfully, "I'm not very familiar with medicinal herbs. I need to go back and ask first. All I can say is that I'll do my best. If I can't get it, we'll think of other ways. Is that okay with you?" Lan Zhi nodded, "Okay." The two then went their separate ways. Lan Zhi walked slowly back to the Spring Warm Hall. Just as she stepped out of the corridor, she saw Yan Huailè knocking on her door. She quickly walked over and asked, "Why are you here?" Yan Huailè turned around and saw her, then smiled and said, "I was worried that you'd be too bored living here alone, so I came to see you." After all, as a disciple of the Medical Cultivation Pavilion, she noticed something was wrong with Lan Zhi almost at a glance. "Wait, what's going on with your body?" Lan Zhi: "..." It's over. Without a doubt, Yan Huailè immediately reported this matter to Rong Keyun. In less than half an hour, Rong Keyun rushed over. Once she saw Lan Zhi's physical condition, she scolded her severely on the spot. This beautiful and gentle medical cultivator was as fierce when scolding people as her soul needles. After scolding, she began to lecture, "I just praised you in class in front of the students, saying that you were the most obedient patient and that you wouldn't run around recklessly knowing your poor health. But in the blink of an eye, you actually dared to forcibly break through the suppression. So next time, are you going to use a mortal's body as bait to block the foul beasts?" Lan Zhi hung her head and obediently listened to the lecture. Rong Keyun had an expression of hating that iron couldn't be turned into steel. "Everyone in the world except children under eight years old is a cultivator. What can't be done by others that you, a mortal, have to do it yourself? Do you even want to make things right or not?" Looking at her expression, Lan Zhi suddenly thought that when she knew last night that Jin Yuman hadn't obediently stayed in the room as told but had actively opened the door and gone out, which led to a series of things happening, she had also felt this way of hating that iron couldn't be turned into steel. She couldn't help but smile a little. This smile was extremely faint and subtle, just a slight curve at the corner of her mouth, but Rong Keyun was, after all, a cultivator at the full realm of the Five Meridians. She noticed it in an instant and became even angrier. "You're still smiling?!" Lan Zhi had a sincere expression and said, "I know I'm wrong." Rong Keyun angrily poked her on the forehead. "You know you're wrong but you'll still dare to do it next time, right?" Lan Zhi had an extremely innocent expression. Rong Keyun was made a bit helpless by her. She rubbed her forehead and said, "Don't think that just because the sect leader personally helped you look for medicine, everything will be okay. Although we're only lacking the last ingredient, the Tiger-Eye Moon Silkworm, it's controlled by the Guangyuan Noble Family. The Guangyuan Noble Family is disgusting. They're asking us to exchange it with a thousand-year-old collection of ancient books. We can only think of other ways." Lan Zhi was immediately glad that she had asked the Jin family for this medicinal herb. In order to buy out her favor, the Jin family would surely spare no effort to help her get the Tiger-Eye Moon Silkworm. The Tiger-Eye Moon Silkworm itself wasn't an especially rare medicinal herb. It was just that noble families deliberately didn't want humble families to get it. With the Jin family's financial resources, it wouldn't be difficult for them to obtain it. However, since it hadn't been obtained yet, Lan Zhi didn't say much. She just poured a cup of tea for Rong Keyun, who was thirsty from scolding, extremely obediently. "Don't worry. Maybe we'll have it in a few days." Rong Keyun took a sip of tea and sighed, "I hope so." She looked at Lan Zhi's obedient appearance and said with a straight face, "If we can't get it for a long time, we'll have to suppress it again. I'm warning you first. Forcibly breaking through the suppression after that will cause irreversible damage to the divine soul. If you do it two more times, even a god won't be able to mend your divine soul."