31 - The Divine Physician’s Overbearing Wife

Banshia Novel Chapter 31 Turn on lights Small Medium Large Previous Chapter: Chapter 30 Next Chapter: Chapter 32 The Lucky Spin was a red raffle ticket, used in a method called "Ten into Two," where the ticket is held between both hands and shaken back and forth — an act Yan Zhu Guang mocked as foolish. The System felt somewhat aggrieved, for this ritual was set by its higher-ups as part of their mischief, and had nothing to do with it. Despite feeling a bit disdainful of this ceremony, Yan Zhu Guang was a practical person who would not forgo a free reward due to contempt. Yan Zhu Guang took out the Lucky Spin ticket and placed it over her heart. The System projected a long list of potential prizes suitable for the host into Yan Zhu Guang's mind: "What kind of reward does the host desire? I've heard that if the wish is sincere enough, so long as it's not extraordinarily rare, the chances increase substantially." The premise, of course, is that the host isn't cursed with bad luck, otherwise, no probability would make a difference. The System mused, Yan Zhu Guang's luck had always been puzzling — call her lucky, yet she was consistently targeted by random unexplainable individuals, never at peace; say she's unlucky, but whatever she set out to do, she always managed to accomplish with great success. Though it couldn't usually discern her luck, this was the genuine moment to verify if she had the Midas touch or not. "Let's see, host," it thought. Yan Zhu Guang said, "What I want isn't something I decided from the beginning." Her gaze lingered on a name at the very top of the prize list: Ten Thousand Blessings Core Pearl. This name sounded festive, like an object used for blessings on a joyous occasion. However, in reality, it's a rare toxic-attribute wood-element spiritual treasure formed naturally. This Ten Thousand Blessings Core Pearl was extremely rare, said to be formed over countless thousands of years after a Ten-Thousand-Year Ghost Crow Poisonous Wood died, submerged by the poisons of countless toxic beings. This process must not be disturbed by external forces; any interference, and the formation of the Core Pearl would fail, irrevocably. Moreover, the hardest part is that the Ghost Crow Poisonous Wood's lifespan is a mere thousand years at most. Therefore, a wood core essence condensed using a Ten-Thousand-Year Ghost Crow Poisonous Wood was almost impossible to succeed. This natural treasure formed through numerous coincidences was given a celebratory name by those revering poison, symbolizing a treasure acquired through innumerable blessings. Yan Zhu Guang's target was this very one. The Ten Thousand Blessings Core Pearl existed in her cultivation world too, and coincidentally, she once obtained such a pearl. But at that time, she no longer needed it as a life-bound treasure and kept it purely for collection. Later, with only a fragment of her soul left, she couldn't take her treasures with her in life or death; she had no idea who had gotten them in the end. Now, she indeed needed such a treasure to balance the powers in her body while converting her wood spiritual root to a toxic spiritual root. The System eyed the peculiar name with a shiver. It couldn't comprehend why such a benign-sounding name was assigned to a dreadful poison. It truly didn't get the taste of these cultivators. "Host, are you ready? Remember to focus on what you want and avoid other distractions." If she accidentally drew one of those random bits of junk, even if she didn't cry, the System would burst into tears. To avoid distracting the host, the System left part of the sentence unsaid. In its warehouse, not only were there treasures but also items known as Warehouse Trash. These were restricted and couldn't be discarded, and even worse, they popped up as possible prizes in the Lucky Spin. It utterly baffled the System who designed such lottery conditions. To avoid impacting a new host, the System blurred past records of completing tasks with previous hosts. Yet, the memories of hosts being utterly defeated by Warehouse Trash were clear in its mind. One host with a fragile heart almost abandoned the mission due to those. Warehouse Trash seems designed to crush a host's task zeal. Yan Zhu Guang solemnly held the red ticket within her palms and shook it. The System prayed fervently, hoping the host would draw something good; she must draw something good. After Yan Zhu Guang shook it once, the ticket disappeared, and a strange box appeared before her eyes, with several wheels spinning wildly inside it. Yan Zhu Guang found it novel, forgetting for a moment that she was drawing a prize. Truth be told, although she termed it the Lucky Spin, she didn't really entertain much hope. With just the suitable items for her use in the System's warehouse numbering in the tens of thousands, and considering that the draw was made from the total number of items in the millions, the chances of drawing one particular item were incredibly slim. For Yan Zhu Guang, the Lucky Spin was more a plaything than a means to obtain the Ten Thousand Blessings Core Pearl. After all, the System's items were indeed intriguing to her. Contrary to Yan Zhu Guang's relaxed manner, the System was on edge, its attention glued to the spinning prize wheel, far more tense than its host. Finally, after who knew how many spins, the prize wheel slowed, and with a series of clattering noises, the wheel settled on the same icon: a white bag. The System's heart sank, its mind echoing, "Just great, what I feared has come to pass." The white bag was the sign of Warehouse Trash. Was this the moment its host's mysterious lineage was finally unveiled as having the worst of luck? It couldn't accept it. Yan Zhu Guang, oblivious to the System's thoughts, watched as the white icon was ejected from the frame. After catching the now tangible white bag, the frame vanished. She pinched the bag; its contents were small, about the size of a soybean. She knew she hadn't drawn the Ten Thousand Blessings Core Pearl. Yan Zhu Guang didn't feel disappointed; she opened the bag and tipped its contents over her hand, where a remarkably ordinary, greenish-blue shriveled bead rolled into her palm. She was taken aback, her expression turning odd, and couldn't help but utter a soft "hmm." The System, cautiously, asked, "Ho—host, what's wrong?" It hoped fervently that she wouldn't give up. If she truly desired that Ten Thousand Blessings Core Pearl, the System promised to find a way to procure it for her. If worse came to worst, it could concoct a virus to hack the System Warehouse and steal it for the esteemed host. After all, being sent to time-out was a minor penalty compared to completing a mission. Yan Zhu Guang said calmly, "I didn't expect you to have this." "Huh?" The System took a moment to realize her tone wasn't one of disappointment. "Host, what is it?" "You're saying you don't know?" "Should I?" "Didn't this come from your warehouse?" The System chuckled awkwardly. The so-called Warehouse Trash consisted of items the System couldn't identify, having either lost their vitality or been rendered useless. Even if unidentifiable, they were deemed worthless and lumped under Warehouse Trash. "So, what is this, really?" "This is a Blood Sacrifice Vine Seed. In terms of quality, it's comparable to the Ten Thousand Blessings Core Pearl, though the fact that it isn't listed among the top-grade items puzzles me." "In what quality category did you place this seed?" With so many prize categories, Yan Zhu Guang didn't have the energy to review each one. She simply focused on the top-tier selections, singling out the Ten Thousand Blessings Core Pearl as most suitable for her. Although she didn't get the Ten Thousand Blessings Core Pearl, the Blood Sacrifice Vine Seed turned out to be a pleasant surprise. Compared to the former, the Blood Sacrifice Vine was better suited for her. The System hesitated to admit this seed was placed in the lowest garbage tier of quality, then cautiously reminded her, "But host, this seed appears to have lost its vitality." "It seems you really don’t know what it is." Yan Zhu Guang fished out a piece of wood spirit stone and ten low-grade spirit stones from her backpack, arranging them beside her. Her left hand emitted a pale green light, pure wood-element aura, enveloping the piece of wood spirit stone. Meanwhile, she held a low-grade spirit stone in her right hand. As the wood-element aura depleted, the right-hand stone gradually disintegrated into dust. Yan Zhu Guang continued, picking up another low-grade spirit stone. After exhausting five low-grade stones, the wood spirit stone began to change, softening from a rigid rock to pliable clay. When nine stones were used up, the wood spirit stone had transformed into a mound of soft mud. Quickly, Yan Zhu Guang absorbed the last spirit stone, her right hand glowing with green light as she began to mold and knead the mud. In no time, she sculpted the mud into the shape of a bowl, and as soon as she retracted her aura, the mud bowl hardened, becoming a vibrant green wooden spirit stone bowl. Then, without hesitation, Yan Zhu Guang bit her wrist, allowing a stream of fresh blood to pour into the bowl until it was filled to the brim. Afterward, she waved a hand over her wound, healing it instantly, leaving only a ghastly scar. The System watched, heart twitching with anxiety. Then, Yan Zhu Guang retrieved all the poisonous items from her backpack and tossed them into the bowl of blood, turning it a bizarrely sinister color. At this moment, the System watched eagerly as Yan Zhu Guang picked up the seed placed aside and dropped it into the bowl. Initially, nothing happened, but after the count of ten breaths, suddenly, the toxic blood in the wood spirit stone bowl, along with the bowl itself, vanished instantaneously. Ding. The seed hit the table, producing a clear, crisp sound. Yan Zhu Guang picked up the seed; it still appeared shriveled and lifeless with a dull green hue. "Ah," she mused. The difference now was that the System finally detected the seed's vitality. "Blood Sacrifice Vine is a special spirit plant," Yan Zhu Guang explained. "It can devour anything with blood containing toxins. Even if originally non-toxic, it can first infuse it with poison before consumption. As long as the blood isn’t immune to its toxins, it can’t resist its attack. The devoured entities become its nutrients, refining its own toxicity." "As long as the blood contains toxins and the toxin's strength is not excessively beyond its own, it can consume everything from skin to bones and even hair. Thus, it's also nicknamed the ‘Poisonous Glutton.’” Yan Zhu Guang fondly caressed the seed, reluctant to let it go. "This little thing can be nurtured slowly. If I adopt it as my life-bound spirit plant, it will grow alongside me." For someone with her currently limited power, it was perfectly suitable, and there was no worry about not being able to control it. The System took a moment to process, realizing that its host wasn't unlucky at all but a pure embodiment of good fortune. Wait, with the ability to draw something from the depths of Warehouse Trash, this wasn’t just a typical stroke of luck; Yan Zhu Guang must have maxed out the attribute for striking it rich unexpectedly. A true goddess of fortune indeed.