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At that moment, the large mass of herbs in the Alchemical Cauldron had become thick and sticky under high temperatures, and its rotation speed had significantly decreased. Xunuo knew it was a critical moment; he could not afford to slow down the fusion process. With a thought, he formed a hand seal, and a scroll from the Sea of Consciousness emerged. In an instant, the thick mass of medicinal paste began to spin rapidly again.
Next, Xunuo added the three layers of herbs suspended above into the mixture below, one by one. However, under Xunuo's powerful Divine Sense, the once vigorous rotation of the sticky paste began to slow down.
Feeling anxious, Xunuo suddenly extended both hands, pressing down on the cauldron from either side. With a surge of energy, the medicinal mass spun rapidly once more, and in the next moment, a rich herbal fragrance filled the room. Xunuo swatted away the cauldron lid and held several Porcelain Bottles in his hands to collect the medicinal paste. Soon after, the Alchemical Cauldron shattered into pieces.
Xunuo had anticipated this outcome and gathered the broken pieces of the Alchemical Cauldron into a pile. Jing Lide was so startled that he jumped back and fell into a corner of the room, drenched in cold sweat.
Xunuo placed the Porcelain Bottles filled with medicinal paste on the table and nodded in satisfaction. Despite some setbacks, he had successfully refined it.
In total, he obtained three and a half bottles of Reattachment Ointment. However, having only heard about its miraculous effects from Elixir Formula, he knew he needed to conduct some experiments to verify its efficacy.
Xunuo then glanced at Jing Lide, who was curled up in the corner of the room, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face. He sat down at the table and said to Jing Lide, "This time's alchemy work has been hard on you, Jing Shizi. But I didn't intend to make you work for nothing. Do you know what this medicine does?"
Jing Lide was already exhausted and struggled to stand as he replied, "Disciple is dull-witted and knows little about pharmacology. I only see that Master Lu's alchemical techniques are profound; this medicine must be extraordinary."
Xunuo chuckled softly and said, "This medicine indeed has some remarkable properties; come over here and take a look."
Jing Lide hurriedly stepped forward to the table. He saw that several Porcelain Bottles contained dark brown medicinal paste that emitted a fragrance distinctly different from ordinary ointments.
Just as he hesitated whether to inquire further, Xunuo suddenly struck with lightning speed. He pressed several acupoints on Jing Lide's body in quick succession. Instantly, Jing Lide felt weak all over and collapsed onto the ground. His eyes widened in fear as he exclaimed, "Shishu, spare my life! Your disciple is loyal to you and has never leaked any of your secrets!"
Xunuo found his plea for loyalty tiresome and unconvincing.
Seeing this situation unfold, Jing Lide trembled uncontrollably. His face turned pale as tears streamed down his cheeks.
Xunuo rolled up Jing Lide's sleeve and drew his sword across his arm, making a cut about an inch deep.
Jing Lide winced at the pain; when he opened his eyes to see the gash on his arm—deep enough to see bone—blood gushed out rapidly. He cursed inwardly: If you want to silence me, just do it quickly; why torture me like this? This guy is truly twisted.
Xunuo took a bit of Reattachment Ointment from a Porcelain Bottle and turned around to apply it to Jing Lide's wound. As soon as it was applied, the bleeding stopped. After a while, the wound began to heal at an astonishing rate before his very eyes. In less than a stick of incense's time, that deep cut had completely healed without leaving even a scar.
Jing Lide looked at his arm and then at Xunuo, feeling uncertain whether to be sad or happy.
Xunuo watched carefully until the wound on Jing Lide's arm disappeared, then nodded in satisfaction. He casually tapped a pressure point on Jing Lide's body and said, "Now do you understand the effects of this medicine?"
Jing Lide felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell. He thought to himself, who conducts such experiments with medicine? If it were to be like this, you should at least give me a heads-up. I thought you were going to kill me!
With a trembling voice, Jing Lide replied, "I understand now, Uncle."
Xunuo chuckled, "Oh, don't be scared, Jing. I'll give you this to calm your nerves."
As he spoke, Xunuo picked up half a bottle of Reattachment Ointment from the table. Upon seeing it, Jing Lide's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He nodded vigorously and said, "Alright..."
After all, Jing Lide was a martial artist and had seen countless healing medicines on the market. Whether for internal or external use, he had never encountered such an extraordinary elixir. To exaggerate a bit, possessing this miraculous healing medicine was almost equivalent to gaining an extra life.
Xunuo instructed Jing Lide to clean the room thoroughly while he took paper and pen to write another prescription. He handed it to Jing Lide and said, "Prepare the herbs listed in this prescription for me."
Jing Lide took the prescription and immediately felt his legs weaken, dropping to his knees. He bowed his head and said, "Master Lu, please spare me! I cannot possibly handle these medicinal materials."
It turned out that the prescription required several herbs with decades of aging like Reattachment Ointment. Three main ingredients required over a hundred years of aging, which was far beyond Jing Lide's capabilities. As long as he had no thoughts or courage to defect from Wuhua Sect, he would never dare to touch those century-old herbs.
Jing Lide hurriedly recounted the sect's regulations regarding these matters to Xunuo.
After listening, Xunuo pondered for a moment and said, "You just focus on doing your part; I will take responsibility for everything else. I won't leave you without a way out."
Upon hearing this, Jing Lide broke into a cold sweat. He thought: Is this 'way out' really just a euphemism for killing me?
In Jing Lide's view, there was absolutely no way back once this task was undertaken. Doing so would be akin to placing his head in Xunuo's hands. However, he also understood that he shared too many deep secrets with this Shishu and was already bound together with him. Given Xunuo's status in the sect, if anything went wrong, it would only be him who suffered. All he could do now was bind himself even tighter to this Shishu while making him believe that he still had some value.
Moreover, he needed to be ready to flee at any moment. Although he felt grateful for Shishu's life-saving grace, he had no intention of sacrificing his life here.
Jing Lide glanced at the prescription and sighed with a bitter smile. "Most of the herbs on this list are available in the Herb Garden. However, one ingredient—Centennial Polygonatum—is not found here. You’ll need to think of another way for that one. Although I have some freedom working in the Herb Garden, it's difficult for me to leave."
Xunuo replied, "You prepare the other herbs first; I will go down the mountain in a few days to procure some Centennial Polygonatum and then return to refine the medicine."
Jing Lide smiled bitterly and said, "Shishu sees this matter too simply. It is extremely rare to find herbs from the Herb Market that are over a hundred years old. Even if you happen to come across one, the price is exorbitant, and generally speaking, they cannot be purchased with silver alone. Most of the time, they are exchanged for other medicinal materials. Usually, only my Wuhua Sect, a sect with such a long heritage, or larger noble families have the resources and ability to cultivate them. If they appear in the ordinary market, they are quickly snatched up."
Xunuo nodded thoughtfully.
Jing Lide's expression suddenly changed as if he had realized something. He silently cursed himself: self-inflicted trouble.
Sure enough, Xunuo said the next moment, "I will be going out in a few days. Prepare a Centennial Ginseng for me. If you can't buy one, at least have something to exchange."
Jing Lide regretted it so much that he wanted to slap himself; his face turned red and pale several times before he resentfully replied, "Understood."
Xunuo nodded in satisfaction and instructed Jing Lide to prepare.
Xunuo thought for a moment. If what Jing Lide said was true, buying medicine this time would likely take ten days or more. He needed to make long-term plans without letting his master and others know.
On the way out, Xunuo had already scouted a route. There was no need to descend from the mountain gate; instead, he could climb over a broken wall in Herb Valley to exit.
What worried Xunuo the most about this outing were the hidden spies from Nanyue Sect lurking around Wuhua Sect. If there was any danger, it would be this. To increase his safety factor, acquiring a good sword was the quickest solution. Xunuo estimated that if he had a finely crafted famous sword, he would have a good chance with his One Flower technique. After calculating in his mind, Xunuo decided that when he returned to his master next time, he would see if he could obtain a good sword.
In the remaining days, Xunuo focused on his cultivation. During this time, Jing Lide brought him a Centennial Ginseng.
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