Star Cloud Grass itself had no efficacy, it was merely used as an ingredient to harmonize various herbal medicines.
However, it was also indispensable, for only with the aid of Star Cloud Grass could the full potential of the other herbs be unleashed.
At this realization, Yun Mu slapped his forehead, scolding himself for being so foolish.
On Earth, where the spiritual energy was so scarce and the stars were obscured by the severe atmospheric pollution, one could hardly see the stars, let alone the stellar light of star systems.
So how could there be any Star Cloud Grass?
“Young man, what are you looking for?”
Suddenly, a robust voice sounded beside Yun Mu’s ear, startling him.
He turned to see an elderly man with white hair and beard looking at him.
Although the old man was of advanced age, he appeared vigorous and full of energy.
Yun Mu hesitated, almost lost for words.
He couldn’t possibly tell the old man that he was looking for Star Cloud Grass.
If he did, the elder would surely think he was out of his mind.
But the elder spoke again before Yun Mu could respond.
“Eh, do you have a serious injury?”
Yun Mu was taken aback and asked, “How did you know?” At the same time, a sense of caution towards the elder arose in his heart.
However, what the elder said next put Yun Mu at ease.
“I see that the herbs you’re holding are all used for treating injuries, and they are mostly of a hot nature. Young man, you can’t use these together like this.”
Yun Mu looked at the elder before him, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions.
Damn, this man is an expert!
Just by glancing at the herbs, he knew their properties without even touching or smelling them.
Yun Mu knew that despite studying herbal medicine for many years in the Star Continent, he still had to touch and smell the herbs, and sometimes even grind them to determine their properties.
“Then, elder, how should I combine them?” Yun Mu asked humbly.
After some thought, the elder answered, “If your constitution can handle it, using the herbs in this way isn’t necessarily wrong. However, you still need another herb to harmonize the others so their effects can be fully realized.”
Yun Mu was overjoyed upon hearing this; wasn’t this exactly the function of Star Cloud Grass?
The elder leisurely walked to a shelf, picked up a herb, and handed it to Yun Mu.
“This is Moon Cloud Grass, which serves to harmonize the effects of medicines. Remember to take it in the future.”
Moon Cloud Grass and Star Cloud Grass differed by only one character and had similar functions, but they looked completely different, which explained why Yun Mu hadn’t been able to find it.
“You’re welcome,” the elder replied with a slight smile before taking out a business card from his pocket, “This is my card. If you have any questions about traditional Chinese medicine in the future, feel free to ask me. Nowadays, it’s rare to see young people actively visiting a pharmacy to acquire medicine. I hope you’ll take an interest in this field.”
Yun Mu nodded, thanked the elder, and the elder, seemingly having other pressing matters, took his leave.
Turning the business card over, Yun Mu saw “Ji’an University of Medical Sciences, Head of Traditional Chinese Medicine Department – Zhang Zhongliang” printed in bold.
So he was the dean of a medical university, no wonder.
Yun Mu carefully stored the business card, then went to the counter to pay his bill before driving back to Zhang Heng’s residence.
As his car entered the neighborhood, just as he was about to reach Zhang Heng’s doorstep, Yun Mu felt something was not quite right.
He couldn’t pinpoint what exactly was amiss, but his strong intuition told him something was off.
He involuntarily slowed down the car.
“Big Fei, do you think that kid’s caught onto us?” A person hiding in the shadows asked.
This was Zhang Heng; last night when Yun Mu was upstairs, he had received a call from Big Fei Brother.
On the other end of the phone, someone demanded Zhang Heng cooperate with his operation, promising a hefty reward if he could capture Yun Mu alive.
The mention of money blinded Zhang Heng to the life and death of his friend, and he readily agreed.
As for how Big Fly Brother knew Yun Mu would hide at Zhang Heng’s place, he had done his research well.
Yun Mu hadn’t returned home last night, so he must have stayed elsewhere.
Considering he was shot, Yun Mu wouldn’t dare linger in hospitals or hotels, meaning he had undoubtedly sought refuge at his only friend Zhang Heng’s house.
Sure enough.
Ha, Yun Mu, you’re truly trapped like a turtle in a jar now.
“No, you go out and lead him here first, remember to do as I just told you,” Big Fly Brother ordered.
Yun Mu slowly drove up to the front door when suddenly, that lad Zhang Heng rushed out from the courtyard.
“Something terrible has happened, Brother Mu, there’s a thief in the house!”
“A thief?” Yun Mu frowned upon hearing this.
“Yes, I just went out to trim the plants and didn’t close the door, and then I saw someone sneak in.”
Moreover, from the moment he arrived, he felt something was off in the atmosphere; perhaps it was because of this incident.
“How many thieves, did you get a good look?” Yun Mu asked.
Zhang Heng shook his head, “I only saw one, but I’m not sure if others went in before him.”
“Alright,” Yun Mu sighed and got out of the car, “then I’ll come with you to take a look. Do you have anything in your yard we could use as a weapon?”
Yun Mu couldn’t dare to go in rashly.
With severe injuries, he certainly didn’t want to get hurt again.
So when he saw an iron rake in the courtyard, he immediately took it.
Seeing Yun Mu wield the weapon, Zhang Heng felt a twinge of annoyance inside.
However, this guy was always a fool; even armed with a gun, he probably wouldn’t dare to shoot.
“Fine, let’s go in now, Brother Dong, I’m truly counting on you this time.”
Yun Mu outwardly agreed but suspicion rose in his heart.
This Zhang Heng, why does he look so sneaky today?
Even if there were unidentified people in his house, he should have called the police first.
Yun Mu watched the youth’s darting, ghostly eyes and became even more guarded.
“Hey, where’s this thief you mentioned?” Yun Mu walked into the house and asked.
Yet the room was eerily quiet, without a hint of the sound of drawers being rifled through.
“They went upstairs; I saw them go up there,” Zhang Heng said, lurking behind Yun Mu.
Yun Mu gripped the iron rake tightly in his hand and cautiously climbed the stairs.
After all, he was severely injured and felt it best to proceed carefully.
Just as Yun Mu stepped onto the last stair, he suddenly heard a violent noise from behind.
“Die, you idiot!”
Yun Mu almost reflexively kicked backward, a powerful strike that could break ribs, and indeed he heard the sound of them cracking.
“Ouch.”
Turning around, Yun Mu saw that lad, Zhang Heng, tumbling down the stairs with an ashtray he had somehow acquired nearby.
That explained the odd atmosphere; this kid had actually tried to ambush him.
Furious beyond words, Yun Mu stormed down the stairs and planted his foot on Zhang Heng’s abdomen.
Under Yun Mu’s foot, Zhang Heng felt as though his bowels would be crushed out of him.