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Jiang Jingmo was shocked and didn't care about Shen Su's affairs anymore. He rushed directly to Nanxun's house.

When he came outside, he heard a noisy sound from inside. Jiang Jingmo's expression frightened. He pushed open the door and saw that the huge alchemy furnace had been overturned on the ground by Nan Xun.

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The alchemy furnace smashed to the ground, and ash rose up, which was a bit choking. In the black ash, Ke Su held Nan Xun's hand tightly.

Jiang Jingmo came to his side and found that Nan Xun was holding a spiritual plant in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth. He was mumbling something, but it was difficult to hear clearly.

After tasting this one, he went to touch the next one. Ke Su grabbed his hand and couldn't stop him.

Seeing that Nan Xun was about to stuff the highly poisonous Sky Bat Orchid into his mouth, Jiang Jingmo stepped forward and snatched the spiritual plant away.

"Brother Nan, what are you doing? The Sky Bat Orchid is extremely poisonous!"

"So it's the Sky Bat Orchid... I thought it was the Floating Execution Fruit..."

Nan Xun spoke in a daze, and then he moved towards the pile of herbs tremblingly.

Jiang Jingmo finally heard what he was whispering.

"No, no, definitely not..."

Nan Xun kept murmuring these words, his eyes lost their luster, and tears fell from his pale cheeks one by one like beads that had broken off the string.

Jiang Jingmo had never seen Nan Xun like this before. The words she wanted to ask were stuck in her throat, and only her hand was still tightly holding his wrist.

After a long time, she spoke slowly.

"Brother Nan, calm down. What's going on? Why do you insist on trying these herbs?"

Hearing this, Nan Xun said nothing, broke free from Jiang Jingmo's restraints, and raised his hand to grab another spiritual plant.

After receiving the news, Jiang Jiting and Ji Chuhe rushed here quickly. Also coming in with them was Shen Shuli, who was left behind by Jiang Jingmo.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene, but they still reacted quickly and controlled Nan Xun.

"Leave me alone, leave me alone, let me taste those herbs, I don't believe I can't taste their flavor..."

Nan Xun’s words completely stunned everyone.

"Can't taste it? Junior Brother Nan, you..."

Ji Chuhe wanted to say something but stopped himself, because Nan Xun was already crying uncontrollably at this moment. He fell to his knees on the ground with a thud, looking pitiful and embarrassed.

"Please, let me try..."

Nan Xun cried and shouted, as if something had collapsed. He threw away all his self-esteem and pride, just for the pile of messy and dirty medicinal herbs on the ground.

Jiang Jingmo looked at all this and seemed to understand something. In her arms was the burnt pill that she had found from the alchemy furnace.

That was what Nan Xun had refined before, and it might also be what he had been refining during this period of time.

A gifted child who became famous at a young age, a genius alchemist who became a ninth-grade alchemist at a young age.

Suddenly one day he discovered that all his talents had disappeared, and even the most basic elixirs would turn into burnt paste in his hands.

On the first day, he regarded this as an accident, caused by his own fatigue and failure to control the temperature of the elixir.

On the second day, he felt that his hands had become rusty and needed to practice many times before they could recover.

On the third day, he began to doubt himself and practiced every day in an effort to change himself.

Then came the fourth day, the fifth day, and so on until now...

Jiang Jingmo didn't know when this situation started, but judging from the ashes in the stove, it had been there for two months.

Nan Xun probably didn't have a good night's sleep in the past two months. He doubted himself time and again while refining the elixir, and his self-esteem was shattered again and again in the doubt.

This young master who had been pampered since childhood, this favored child of heaven who had always lived and was highly respected for his talent, was pulled from a high place into the mud that day, and then struggled alone for a long time and was finally drowned.

But now he is blind and has lost his sense of taste, which is the last straw that breaks the camel's back, making it impossible for him to struggle anymore.

But at the same time, everyone present felt heartbroken for Nan Xun like this.

The young men who were once full of vigor and vitality had to be so humble in front of their fellow disciples and give up their self-esteem. Each of them felt bad.

Nan Xun was still lying on the ground crying, and this scene made everyone silent.

Ke Su, who had been here from the beginning, had red eyes but said nothing.

She walked to Nan Xun's side, straightened him up, and then cupped his cheek.

"Nanxun, calm down!"

Ke Su's voice was calm, but the volume was slightly raised, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

But Nan Xun still avoided her gaze, and even murmured "please" in his mouth.

At this moment, he seemed to be immersed in his own world and could no longer hear what others said.

Ke Su called him a few more times, but Nan Xun was still like this, so the next second, Ke Su slapped him in the face.

The crisp sound of applause immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they looked at Ke Su in surprise.

Nan Xun's face turned to one side, with a clear slap mark on his left cheek. His crying stopped, but Ke Su had not yet taken back his hand.

This was the scene that Nan Qiming saw when he arrived. He was stunned where he stood.

"Cry, can't you cry?"

There was a hint of anger in Ke Su's voice.

"Nanxun, do you want to look at what you are doing? Are you begging everyone to let you die?"

"Why do you want to humble yourself like this? Trampling your own self-esteem underfoot, will your eyes be healed? Will your sense of taste return?"

"Can crying and trying to commit suicide solve the problem? I don't ask you to become the same as before, I just ask you to calm down and listen to me. When I'm done, I'll let you return this slap in the face."

After saying that, Nan Xun slowly turned his head and finally seemed to be somewhat sober. Tears were still on his face, making him look somewhat pitiful.

"You said."

He spoke, his voice heavily nasal.

"We have discussed this issue before. Your condition is most likely caused by the backlash of your bloodline. In other words, this condition is only temporary and there is a way to solve it."

Ke Su finished what she wanted to say, then stretched her face forward, grabbed Nan Xun's hand, and placed it on her face.

"I'm done, go ahead and hit me."

But Nan Xun did not move, his hand was on Ke Su's cheek, with a burning temperature.

After a long time, his hand left her face. Just when Ke Su thought Nan Xun was going to take action, her cheek was suddenly pulled.

"I won't hit you."

Nan Xun spoke and stood up with the help of Jiang Jiting and Shen Shuli.

He tried hard to force a smile towards Ke Su, which looked funny and ridiculous on his tear-stained face.

"Thank you, Kesu."

Ke Su was stunned, somewhat confused.

In this day and age, will you be thanked for beating someone?

Just when she was confused, Nan Qiming came over with a smile, patted Ke Su on the shoulder and said...