Chapter126

Oswyn frowned too. He looked a little irritated. "There is a way. The poison in the net is indeed strong, but there's no poison in the world that our Medical Valley can't handle. However, this one is quite strange, so the antidote and the herbs needed are all very unusual. The conditions to make it are also very strict. Even if I'm in Medical Valley right now, it would take at least half a month to make the antidote. There's just not enough time, unless..."

Half a month? It would be far too late. Elara looked at him. "Unless what? Just say it."

He glanced at her, his face looking even more frustrated. "Our strongest Holy Nirvana Pill can cure all poisons in the world. Its effect is equal to those legendary medicines that bring the dead back to life and heal broken flesh and bone. Whoever takes it not only strengthens their foundation and rebuilds their body and vitality, but their blood will also become a holy antidote within three months. They'll be immune to all poisons and can even heal others from any kind of toxin."

Elara shifted toward him at once. "Good. Then that's the one. This pill… the Holy Nirvana Pill. Oswyn, name your price. Give it to me. Even if I can't repay you now, I will pay you back double in the future."

Oswyn stood up from his chair in a flash. His eyes widened slightly with both anger and frustration. He snapped at Elara, "What do you mean 'name my price'? What do you mean 'repay'? Do you think the Holy Nirvana Pill is some common medicine you can just grab by the handful? It's our sacred medicine! It takes my master ten years of using his own blood to nourish just one pill! To this day, only five exist in the entire world. Even the emperors of Petunia and Freesia States have begged my master for it, but he kept them all for the disciples of our valley and gave none to those people! Do you really think it's something you can get just by offering a price?"

Elara hadn't expected Oswyn to lose his temper so suddenly. She knew the pill was extremely rare, but as a merchant, she always judged everything by value. No matter how rare something was, in her eyes, it always had a price. The only difference was whether that price was high or low.

But seeing Oswyn's eyes redden slightly as he glared at her, Elara remembered what he said. His white-haired master had to nourish one pill with his own blood for ten years. Elara rubbed her forehead with one hand. Her tone remained calm. "Then what do you want to do, Oswyn? Is the Holy Nirvana Pill on you right now? What do I need to do to get it?"

No matter what, she wasn't going to let the Wei guards take such a huge risk.

After yelling, Oswyn slowly calmed down.

He sat back down. His brow was still tightly furrowed, and his eyes still showed strong irritation as he looked at Elara. "Up until yesterday, I did have one on me. It was given to me by my master as a life-saving measure when I left the valley."

Elara went quiet for a moment. "Then where is it now?"

"It's gone. Someone took it last night."

Elara asked right away, "Who?"

"You!!"

Oswyn shouted at her, his voice full of frustration and anger again. His eyes grew more annoyed the longer he looked at her.

After realizing something was wrong in Anqu Town last night, he remembered Elara's fragile body. He was afraid something would happen to her. So he gave her the Holy Nirvana Pill that he had kept close to him for two years.

But now that this situation had come up, and she had taken that pill, Oswyn had a really bad feeling. His instincts told him she was going to do something that would make him even more furious.

Like… even though he never thought this way before, based on how strange she'd been acting lately… even though it still felt unbelievable to him, now that she knew she had taken the Holy Nirvana Pill, he had a strong hunch she might treat her own blood as an antidote. And then she'd go into that nest with those men who always guarded her side, letting them drink her blood every now and then to counter the poison.

She used to be so selfish, cruel, and violent. Oswyn couldn't understand how his opinion of her had changed so much. Just imagining that scene made him feel like something was burning in his chest.

Her body was already so broken and weak. How could she keep pushing herself like this? Oswyn was extremely upset. A part of him even felt it might be better if she had just stayed selfish like before.

When he gave her the Holy Nirvana Pill last night, he never thought she would turn herself into a walking cure.

Now just thinking about it made him feel awful and furious.

Elara remembered the pale golden pill he gave her yesterday before they reached the town. No wonder she had curled up in Uno's arms all night and still felt refreshed when she woke up.

Looking at Oswyn's flushed face, Elara didn't know what to say. He had just gotten so angry, but in truth, he had already given her something so valuable.

Elara suddenly felt touched. That pill was so precious, yet he gave it to her without a word. Since becoming a CEO in her past life, she had only ever received sincere gifts like this from family and a few people she once supported through charity who later became key figures in her company.

She looked at Oswyn and suddenly felt like standing up to give him a firm handshake. Then she wanted to pat his shoulder and say, "You've worked hard, comrade. Thank you, comrade. The group and the company won't forget you."

But just as that thought rose in her heart, she stopped herself. This wasn't the 21st century anymore. And if she really said something like that, Oswyn might just get even angrier.

After thinking it over, Elara moved a bit closer to him and leaned in slightly. "Oswyn, if there's anything you want, just say it. If I have it, I'll give it to you. If I don't, I'll owe it and give you double someday in the future."

Oswyn blushed again for a different reason when she suddenly got so close. Even when she used to swing the whip at him, they had never been this near.

Now, looking at her delicate and beautiful face almost touching his, Oswyn instinctively leaned back a little. The words he wanted to say became jumbled. "I… I don't want anything…"

The Nirvana Spirit Pill was indeed rare. Oswyn had met many people before who needed it to survive, but he had never thought of giving away the life-saving pill his master gave him.

Yet yesterday afternoon, just thinking about how this woman always pushed her worn-out body too hard, he had instinctively taken out the pill. He felt only that pill could match her stubborn nature and keep her safe just in case.

That was his only thought when he handed it to her. Now that he looked back, he didn't regret it. The pill from his master was powerful, but his own medical skills weren't weak. Even without the pill, he could still save himself.

Still… giving away the sacred pill he had treasured for two years, just like that? Now that he thought about it, he couldn't quite understand why he did it so easily and without hesitation.

Had he just gotten used to saving her?