Ye Ling closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the complex emotions within her.
She wouldn't resort to the worst methods for revenge, but she wasn't a saint either. She couldn't forgive those who had harmed her.
Ye Ling walked over to a small tree in the middle of the small world and plucked the small bluish-white fruits from its branches. She put these fruits into a bowl and crushed them.
Then, she gathered some other herbs from the herbal field and mixed them in certain proportions.
After several attempts, Ye Ling finally concocted the three types of medicine she desired.
Due to the addition of the bluish-white fruits, all these medicines were toxic, though to varying degrees.
