After asking Wei Yuan out, the group rushed back to the prime minister's mansion. In Qin Luoyi's boudoir, Wei Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Qin Luoyi who was unconscious, and shook his head helplessly, "You are lucky. If you hadn't met me, you would be unable to turn things around if you were a clever doctor."

"Young Master Wei, please treat your sister quickly."

Qin Chenguan spoke.

Wei Yuan nodded, "You go out first, if you don't greet him, you are not allowed to come in."

"This..." Qin Xuanfu was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Qin Luoyi, whose face was getting paler, and finally nodded, "I hope Mr. Wei will do his best."

After saying that, he took Qin Chenguan out of the room and closed the door.

After everyone left, Wei Yuan took a deep breath, helped Qin Luoyi up and finished it, his spiritual energy entered his body, and slowly wandered towards his eyes.

In the last life, Wei Yuan had discovered when he was treating Wugui Xian Eye that the reason why the eye pupils in this kind of eye pupils retaliated against the host was because there was a kind of black blood in the eyes of people with this kind of fairy pupils. Wei Yuan called it cursed blood. If all this blood could be cleared, the immortal pupils could be completely cured.

Cursed Blood is an extremely difficult thing. If you don’t pay attention, it will not only fail to remove it, but it will even cause fire to burn the body. In the previous life, Wei Yuan only had a little touch, which took decades to recover. Therefore, this step requires extremely subtle control, and even Wei Yuan dared not be careless.

The spiritual energy was refined one by one like a cocoon, and carefully penetrated into Qin Luoyi's eyes along the bloodline. After doing this step, Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to control the indefinite spiritual energy silk threads to begin to remove the cursed blood hidden in Qin Luoyi's eyes one by one.

Fortunately, Qin Luoyi's spiritual eyes are not as good as the immortal eyes, and the curse blood in his eyes is relatively scarce, less than one thousandth of the immortal eyes. But even so, with Wei Yuan's current realm and strength, it is not easy to completely eliminate it.

He wrapped the curse blood with spiritual energy and was extremely careful to get out of his body. After only dozens of repetitions, more than an hour had passed, and Wei Yuan's forehead was already covered in sweat, but now it was the critical moment. He couldn't stop and still had to continue.

Under such treatment, it was already dusk. When Wei Yuan pushed the door out, Qin Xuanfu and his son, who had been waiting outside the door, rushed forward and asked, "Mr. Wei, how is Luoyi?"

"Don't worry, I can't die."

Wei Yuan's face turned a little pale, and his spiritual energy was over-consuming, so it would take several days to fully recover.

"alright?"

When Qin Xuanfu heard Wei Yuan say this, he was surprised. Could this Wei Yuan be a god? In just half a day, he cured the disease that all doctors in the world shook their heads and sighed?

Wei Yuan shook his head gently, "It's not that simple. Now he has just taken out some root causes. He has to do it again in seven days, otherwise the curse blood will grow again and it will be more difficult to deal with."

"I'll have to come again, how about Luoyi now?"

Qin Xuanfu asked with some concern.

"Sleep well."

As he said this, Wei Yuan waved his hand, OK, I will come again in seven days. If there is nothing else, I will leave first.

This time, his spiritual energy was extremely damaged, so he had to go back and recover quickly, otherwise he would leave hidden diseases, which would be more than worth the loss.

But Wei Yuan had just walked out a few steps, but Qin Xuanfu stopped him again and took out a folding fan from the Sumeru ring and presented it with his hands. He was very respectful, "Young Master Wei, I offended you a lot a while ago, so please don't be surprised. This is the famous weapon that promised you, Qiankun Yiqi Fan, please put it away.

""fan?"

Wei Yuan was stunned for a moment. He always thought it was a sword, but he didn't expect it to be a fan.

But at least it’s just a fan of fame. Thinking of this, Wei Yuan took the Qiankun Yiqi Fan and unfolded it.

The fan paintings the universe and the world, with ink splashing like real, and the fan bones are strong and flexible, and should be cast by some kind of strange beast bone. In general, this fan can be regarded as the best in the famous magic weapon.

After taking the fan, Wei Yuan nodded, "No need to send it."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

After leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wei Yuan hurried back to the Imperial College. At this time, all the new students had already come out of the library and were placed in the other courtyard where the new students lived.

Ke Qilu had been waiting at the gate of the Imperial College. When he saw Wei Yuan coming back, he hurriedly met him, "How is it? How is the Qin Prime Minister's daughter being treated?"

"I can't die, help me in."

Wei Yuan spoke weakly.

Seeing his appearance, Ke Qilu stopped asking more questions and hurriedly helped him back to Xinsheng Villa.

After arriving at his room, Ke Qilu said, "The assessment score has come out. You are the top of the list. I have specially arranged a room for you, so we all have to stay together."

As he said that, Ke Qilu didn't plan to stay for too long, and stood up and walked out the door, "You have a good rest today. The teacher said that all freshmen will participate in a hunting competition tomorrow. Do you remember not to be late."

After Ke Qilu left, Wei Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed, took out a pill and took it, and began to meditate and restore his spiritual energy.

Although his spiritual energy consumed a lot this time, he was broken and then established, and his realm would rise a lot after recovery. The hunting competition that Ke Qilu mentioned just now was not a good event. He must dare to recover to about 70% of his previous strength before tomorrow morning.

He didn't sleep all night, and when the light gradually shone the next day, Wei Yuan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air. Although he had not fully recovered at this time, he had already had half the strength of his past. With swordsmanship, he could still handle it at the ninth level.

After washing up a little, Wei Yuan pushed open the door and took a deep breath, then turned around and walked towards the main hall.

When Wei Yuan arrived at the main hall, there were already people gathered here, not only freshmen, but also many old students were also here. Moreover, the old students' eyes vaguely filled with a feeling of malicious intention when they looked at the freshmen.

As Wei Yuan arrived, a group of new students quickly approached him, each with flattering smiles on his face, as if he was trying to please him, which made Wei Yuan feel disgusted.

At this time, Zhang Bo and Ke Qilu also came over, and Zhang Bo explained, "To put it bluntly, the old student is just bullying the new student in a legitimate manner."

"In the Imperial College, credit is extremely important, and the resources you need to practice are basically linked to credit."

As he said this, Zhang Bo took out a pair of bracelets.

"The name of this bracelet is the branch bracelet. As the name suggests, all your credits are placed in this bracelet. The reason why those old people are so eyeing is that they are peeking at the credits in this bracelet. Of course, the bracelet can also be used as a Sumeru ring, and the space inside is quite large."

As he said this, Zhang Bo handed the bracelet to Wei Yuan and continued, "This is your bracelet. You are the top of the list in this assessment. The credits are amazing, and there are 3,000 points. You have to keep it well, so don't be stolen."

Ke Qilu grinned, "It's not certain who robs who robs who. The hunting competition will start later. The entire Kunziyuan will open private fights. Brother Wei, let's join forces to rob his mother."

Wei Yuan could understand it. It turned out that this hunting competition was not about hunting monsters or beasts. It was about this credit, it was for students, and the hunting ground was in Kun Courtyard.

After understanding this, Wei Yuan turned his head to look at the old students who showed greed in their eyes, and grinned and said, "Okay, since the credits are linked to the cultivation resources, I'm not polite."
Chapter completed!