Chapter 82: Testing Medicine

Glancing at the Giant Lizard's movements, Junior Brother Bai Ming accelerated his hand speed, rolling up the wolf skin in a few seconds and storing it back into his storage bag.

"This is the Qingming Storm Soul that I agreed to restore for you." Junior Brother Bai Ming spread out his right hand, revealing a ball of cyan light.

The Giant Lizard curled its tongue, swallowed the roasted deer in one gulp, and slowly rotated its massive head, staring at the cyan-green ball of light in Junior Brother Bai Ming's hand.

With a powerful intake of breath, the Qingming Storm Soul was sucked into the Giant Lizard's mouth.

As the Qingming Storm Soul traveled through its body, the Giant Lizard's vertical pupils narrowed slightly, appearing somewhat satisfied.

The Qingming Storm Soul did not emerge for a long time, and Junior Brother Bai Ming clenched his fingers, feeling some worry in his heart.

If the Giant Lizard were to completely consume the Qingming Storm Soul, his value would be greatly diminished, and he would very likely be in mortal danger.

No one could guarantee what a Golden Core Stage spirit beast might do.

The Giant Lizard's golden vertical pupils narrowed slightly as it glanced at Junior Brother Bai Ming below, spitting out the green ball of light.

Junior Brother Bai Ming let out a sigh of relief. "The Qingming Storm Soul has not fully recovered yet; it will take a long time, and besides, I cannot come here all the time."

While observing the Giant Lizard, he revealed the mark on his right hand. "Anyway, since you have a mark on me, you don't need to worry about me running away."

The Giant Lizard's form paused, leaving only the hissing sound of its tongue tip; its massive body possessed a kind of intimidating pressure without needing to be angry.

It raised its right claw and waved it gently.

A cyan-green scale appeared out of thin air, hovering in front of Junior Brother Bai Ming.

Junior Brother Bai Ming took it, his tone somewhat uncertain. "Is this an amulet for me?"

It must be afraid that I will die outside.

Taking the scale, Junior Brother Bai Ming felt a glimmer of hope in his heart; this was not just a protective barrier, but further proof that the Giant Lizard was unwilling to let him die.

Regardless of the Giant Lizard's considerations, the connection between them had deepened.

Bidding farewell to the Giant Lizard, Junior Brother Bai Ming returned to Medicine Peak alone.

Whether it was the pressure brought by the Giant Lizard's scale, or because the spirit beasts were terrified by this night raid.

He traveled unimpeded all the way, with no spirit beast daring to stop him.

With the scale held in his palm, Junior Brother Bai Ming revealed a faint smile. "The harvest is not small."

…

The great sun rose high, and the gentle sunlight dispelled the cold of last night, awakening the vibrant vitality of the spirit plants.

In a place unreachable by the light, inside the alchemy cave of Medicine Peak.

Just as he stepped into the cave, a rich medicinal fragrance entered Junior Brother Bai Ming's nostrils.

"It seems Master is still refining medicine." Junior Brother Bai Ming performed a hand seal, summoning spiritual light.

Every morning, he had to go and act as Elder Xuancao's Alchemy Apprentice.

Consuming spirit pills was a common occurrence; the only thing worth worrying about was that his cultivation was increasing too quickly, making his foundation unstable.

But with the Qingming Storm Soul helping to solidify his cultivation, it seemed to be no problem.

Unknowingly, Junior Brother Bai Ming arrived at the center of the cave, where a square alchemy furnace stood on a stone platform.

Elder Xuancao's aged face was full of wrinkles, and he stared meticulously at the alchemy furnace; those old eyes were incredibly sharp, as if they would not tolerate the slightest mistake.

Consciously standing to the side, Junior Brother Bai Ming moved gently, not daring to make the slightest sound for fear of disturbing the old man.

Half an hour passed, and the lid of the alchemy furnace opened, emitting steaming hot vapor.

Elder Xuancao took out a spirit pill and tossed it towards Junior Brother Bai Ming, who was on the side. "Consume it."

The pill was cyan in color, its surface shimmering with a faint luster.

Catching the spirit pill, a wave of warmth came from Junior Brother Bai Ming's palm, and with each breath, he smelled the pill's fragrance.

He cupped his hands in a salute. "Yes, Master."

Pinching the spirit pill between two fingers, Junior Brother Bai Ming swallowed it in one gulp, sat cross-legged, and absorbed it with all his might.

The spiritual energy in his spiritual meridians washed over him repeatedly, digesting the medicinal power within.

Half an hour later, Junior Brother Bai Ming's complexion turned dim, fine beads of sweat oozed from his face, and his forehead was tightly furrowed.

What is going on!

The medicinal power of this spirit pill is actually so fierce that even my Foundation Establishment spiritual meridians cannot withstand it.

What kind of pill is this?

A scalding heat quickly spread to his mouth; Junior Brother Bai Ming's eyes snapped open, his body staggered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He clutched his abdomen. "Master, what pill is this? Why do I feel so uncomfortable? Did I circulate my spiritual meridians incorrectly?"

Elder Xuancao held his white beard with one hand, his gaze indifferent. "Do you feel your body burning hot, and are there symptoms of your spiritual meridians tearing?"

Junior Brother Bai Ming wiped the blood from his mouth. "Yes."

"That is correct." Elder Xuancao revealed interest. "This is the Spirit-Destroying Powder I refined."

"Its purpose is to destroy spiritual meridians." His old eyes brightened as he used his spiritual sense. "I can only say that it is worthy of that spirit root, to actually only be at this level."

This is a poison pill.

This old man actually made me consume a poison pill.

Junior Brother Bai Ming suppressed his dissatisfaction. "Master, why is this?"

"Why?" Elder Xuancao's tone was flat. "Are you not an Alchemy Apprentice? This is your duty."

His old eyes thoughtful, the old man did not pay much attention to Junior Brother Bai Ming and turned back to the alchemy furnace.

He waved his right hand, and several medicinal herbs appeared in the air.

Elder Xuancao muttered to himself, his eyes thoughtful. "If I add this one and remove that one, would the medicinal power be better?"

The old man had his back to the youth, appearing not to care about his life or death at all.

Alchemy Apprentice, what a great Alchemy Apprentice.

No wonder Senior Brother would be like that.

Damn it, he actually used me to test medicine.

Collapsing on the ground, Junior Brother Bai Ming understood the reason for everything, and he stared fiercely at Elder Xuancao's back.

The old man before him, the master of several people, was a complete and utter lunatic.

Elder Xuancao's tone was flat. "You may go."

"I do not have time to treat your injuries; I will only restore you when absolutely necessary."

"Therefore, you do not need to worry about dying."

Junior Brother Bai Ming lowered his head, unclenched his teeth, and cupped his hands in a salute. "Thank you, Master."

Elder Xuancao was at the Golden Core Stage, while Junior Brother Bai Ming was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage; with people under the eaves, he had to bow his head.

This was precisely the reason why Elder Xuancao did not bother to hide it, because there was no need.

He still had a great revenge to exact; how could he die so easily?

Staggering back to his residence, Junior Brother Bai Ming pushed open the door immediately and took out Spirit Lake water, gulping it down.

After finishing a bottle, the injuries in his body eased slightly.

But it was only a little.

"Damn it, damn it, how much medicinal power did he actually use?" Junior Brother Bai Ming grabbed his hair.

Junior Brother Bai Ming rummaged through boxes and cabinets, trying all sorts of methods.

But none could solve it; even the Qingming Storm Soul could only suppress it, not completely remove it.

Moreover, the Qingming Storm Soul would actually be damaged by this medicinal power.

Junior Brother Bai Ming was reluctant and did not want to waste it; he had made an agreement with the Giant Lizard.

If the Qingming Storm Soul was damaged instead of healed, how was he to explain this?

In his despair, he thought of the words Senior Brother Wei said when leaving—if there was trouble, he could go find him.

Combining this with the series of hints from Senior Brother, Junior Brother Bai Ming's mind cleared; could it be that he had already anticipated this situation?

Having figured out the key points, he no longer hesitated, and when the moon rose, he went secretly to Senior Brother Wei Yu's residence.

…

The moonlight was bright, hanging high, and against the backdrop of the night, the full moon seemed a bit lonely.

On one of the mountain peaks of Medicine Peak.

A figure in white held a hairpin, combing a head of black hair in front of a bronze mirror.

One hand gently held the tips of the hair, while the other hand gently combed out the knots in the hair.

The bronze mirror reflected a face, a handsome and pretty face with eyes sparkling like stars; under the night sky, even the bright moonlight lost its brilliance for a moment.

Looking up at the moon a few times, the figure in white glanced at the closed door, seemingly waiting for something.