Lord of the night.

Chapter 1477 I Have a Precious Medicine! [7,000 words]

Fang Che looked at the next paragraph on the communication jade, coughed, and continued reading: "...The Heavenly Emperor and the Earthly Venerable were hurling insults at each other, and my master was trying to mediate, or rather, to instigate it..."

Yan Nan and Feng Yun's expressions were priceless. This Fengyun Chess... tsk tsk, he's quite wicked.

It seems the Guardian Headquarters is quite lively; just hearing Fang Che mention it makes it easy to imagine the chaos.

“My master said, ‘Stop arguing. Yin Enchou is still seriously injured and poisoned. His cultivation level will never return to what it was before. What’s the point of arguing?’ Then the Earth Venerable got even angrier and started arguing even more fiercely.”

"Then my master said, 'You too, Heavenly Emperor, this is such a small matter, why did you have to resort to such a vicious attack...' So the Heavenly Emperor also exploded and began to rage..."

Yan Nan couldn't help but pick up her wine glass and take a sip. She found the wine to be sweet and mellow.

Feng Yun couldn't help but pick up his wine bowl, tilt his head back, smack his lips, and praise, "This Senior Feng Yunqi is truly a genius at mediating disputes..."

"...Then the Heavenly Emperor began to complain, cursing the Earthly Venerable as he did so. The Earthly Venerable, however, did not back down and argued back. Finally, the Heavenly Emperor lost his temper and beat the Earthly Venerable again...My master couldn't stop him...The Earthly Venerable was seriously injured once more, his injuries compounded..."

"Actually, I realized that my master deliberately made them curse at each other, to bring up old and new grudges so that he could find out what really happened..."

Fang Che then recounted the content of their verbal exchange.

Yan Nan and Feng Yun were stunned.

Yan Nan stroked his beard, not noticing that he pulled out two hairs: "The Heavenly Emperor and the Earthly Venerable themselves hoped that the True Sect would split apart?"

"The Earthly Venerable framed Xiao Han and the others, actually plotting against the Heavenly Palace?"

Yan Nan's eyes widened: "Why?"

Fang Che stopped reciting, read a long passage down, and said, "It's not mentioned here."

"..."

Yan Nan couldn't help but scratch his head. Given his power, status, and age, this gesture was somewhat comical.

But Yan Nan was genuinely puzzled: "How could such a thing happen?"

Feng Yun was equally surprised: "Why would the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld be hoping to be split apart when everything is fine?"

Yan Nan took the communication jade from Fang Che's hand, forcing herself to suppress her disgust as she read the sweet messages Fang Che's wife was sending to her grandson-in-law...

This feeling is indescribably cloying.

But we'll have to see.

"Your wife... keeps talking nonsense..."

Yan Nan was speechless. She quickly read through several pages and commented, "This... is just a lot of nonsense. In the end, only a little bit is useful, and it's all very vague and unclear..."

Feng Yun said cautiously, "It's probably just a retelling of the conversation between the three of them. Because she didn't know which sentence would be useful, she simply repeated the whole thing..."

Yan Nan grinned and said, "Am I not as smart as you? You think you're the only one who's thoughtful?"

Feng Yun lowered his head.

Fang Che coughed repeatedly and cautiously reached out for the communication jade: "The last few paragraphs... you don't actually need to read them..."

Snapped!
The communication jade flew over and hit him on the forehead.

Yan Nan's face darkened: "Your woman misses you! Hurry up and go back! You bastard!"

Fang Che's face darkened, and he hurriedly put away the communication jade.

Yan Nan pondered for a moment, then pointed and said, "The two sentences spoken by the Earthly Venerable behind me are quite interesting: 'You harbored malicious intentions, you destroyed my cultivation, causing me to suffer the backlash of the Ten Thousand Souls Curse, the poison entering my sea of ​​consciousness, yet I have no hope of breaking through, and can only waste my time waiting to die. Are you ruthless, or am I?! Where can I find those precious medicines that are over 500,000 years old?! Where in this world are there precious medicines that are over 500,000 years old?! The poison cannot be suppressed, how much longer can I live? Heavenly Emperor, what are you plotting, do you think I don't know?!'"

"This sentence reveals a lot."

Yan Nan said, "This poison should be the same poison that Xiao Han and the others were poisoned with, and its name is the Ten Thousand Souls Curse."

"But this loss of cultivation, coupled with the backlash from the deadly poison, leaves no hope of a breakthrough; I can only wait to die..."

Yan Nan's eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.

"A precious medicine that is over 500,000 years old..."

"If the Earthly Venerable cannot suppress the poison, how dare he use it? Since he can suppress the poison, why does he say there is no hope of breakthrough and he can only wait to die?"

"He fell from the half-step cultivation level to the peak of the ninth-grade Saint Lord realm, and then the poison backfired?"

"So, it won't activate when you're halfway through?"

Yan Nan was a shrewd person who had long since become adept at deducing the truth from just this one sentence.

"Therefore, it can be detoxified by breaking through half a step of cultivation!"

Yan Nan said resolutely.

"The poison won't suddenly take effect once it's inside the body. The phrase 'waiting for death' is quite apt. 'Waste' implies time... Therefore, Xiao Han and the others still have time. As long as they break through half a step of cultivation, they can be cured!"

"And precious medicines that are over 500,000 years old can suppress toxicity!"

"Although I don't know how long it will suppress the symptoms, it will definitely be effective!"

"But what is the Heavenly Emperor's plan behind that last sentence?"

Yan Nan pondered deeply: "What schemes could the Heavenly Emperor possibly have up his sleeve?"

He was deep in thought, but Feng Yun beside him was already beaming with joy.

Poisonous Name: Ten Thousand Soul Curse.

Once you break through half a step from the peak of the Ninth-Rank Saint Lord, you can be cured of the poison!

Feng Yun heard both of these things clearly. So, his sister could be saved.

Feng Xue is already close to the peak of the first rank of Saint Lord. How old is she? She is only half a step away from breaking through the peak of the ninth rank of Saint Lord. In the Three Realms, Feng Xue has also broken through once.

and so……

Given enough time and resources, it won't be difficult for Feng Xue to break through to the half-step cultivation level!
So, in that case... there's no cure for the poison!

Feng Yun completely ignored the last one, the 'precious medicine over 500,000 years old'.

Because what the Earthly Venerable said makes sense. In this world, where can you find a precious medicine that's over 500,000 years old? I've never heard of one since I was born...

Ok?
Thinking of this, Feng Yun suddenly remembered the precious medicine his sister had brought back and given to the sect, obtained from the Dragon Mystic Realm. His eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but ask, "Ancestor Yan, the precious medicines that Night Demon Feng Xue and the others brought back from the Dragon Mystic Realm...aren't they all aged over many years? Those over 500,000 years old..."

Yan Nan shook her head and sighed, "No."

"The spiritual herbs returned are numerous, and of high quality and potent medicinal properties, many of which cannot be found on the mainland. However, they are all thousands or tens of thousands of years old, not to mention 500,000 years old, there are not even 100,000 years old."

Yan Nan took out a spatial ring and looked at it, saying, "It's still in my hands, it won't be long... Feng Yun, that's a medicinal herb garden, you know what a medicinal herb garden means, right?"

Feng Yun sighed dejectedly, "I understand."

A medicinal garden is a place where spiritual herbs are grown, but such places are usually managed by someone, and some spiritual herbs are harvested when they reach their expiration date.

Only those rarely used will be kept for a longer period of time, but they will be replaced when new and exotic medicines become available.

The so-called spiritual herbs in the Dragon God's Mystic Realm are all top-notch natural treasures, but... most of them were herbs that the Dragon God did not pick when he left. The fact that they were not picked when the Dragon God left proves that their medicinal potency and age are insufficient.

Another portion consists of herbs left over from when the Dragon God harvested them but couldn't use them. These herbs are older, but still not reaching 500,000 years...

"This five-hundred-thousand-year-old elixir..."

Yan Nan frowned, looking utterly helpless: "In this world..."

"I have this medicine!"

Fang Che coughed and hurriedly said.

"Ok?"

"Huh?"

Yan Nan and Feng Yun turned their heads simultaneously, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets as they stared at Fang Che: "You? You have this kind of medicine?! Huh?"

"Yes……"

Fang Che coughed and said, "When I was in the Dragon Mystic Realm, I discovered a... a True Soul Yin-Yang Root whose branches and leaves had spread all over the mountains... cough cough... when I found it, two people from the Spirit Serpent Sect were digging it up, but I chased them away and took it over..."

Fang Che rubbed his nose and coughed again: "...This medicine...works for me...cough cough...cough cough, so, so...so..."

Feng Yun stared at him with wide eyes, looking completely dumbfounded.

Yan Nan's old face twisted in disgust: "So you embezzled it all?!"

Fang Che coughed again: "Cough cough... Vice Grand Master Yan, this... this medicine is not exactly embezzlement for me, it's more like misappropriation... and this stuff doesn't really affect cultivation or the soul or anything like that, I was thinking... our sect probably doesn't need it..."

Yan Nan and Feng Yun stared in utter astonishment at the shameless fellow before them.

This guy's sophistry shocked both of the leaders, one old and one young.

"How could a person be so shameless..."

Feng Yun murmured.

Yan Nan slammed her hand on the table in a fit of rage, speechless with anger: "You had... why didn't you bring it out before?! Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Fang Che cried out in grievance with a pitiful expression, "Before... even if I took it out, I didn't dare to give it to... to eat... I only just found out now that what Senior Poison Demon had before..."

Yan Nan suddenly realized: Yes, she really did have it before, but she didn't dare to give it to Yan Beihan.

You really can't blame Fang Che for this.

"how much do you have?"

Yan Nan snorted and said, "Two thousand people have been poisoned; that requires a considerable amount..."

"If each person gets one pound, that should be... barely enough."

Fang Che coughed and said.

Yan Nan and Feng Yun stared wide-eyed: "??!!"

Is this human language?

Feng Yun's eyes reddened: "Night Demon! I want five hundred jin!"

"You're dreaming!"

Without thinking, Fang Che instinctively refused.

Yan Nan took a deep breath: "Night Demon, you...you little bastard, you're even greedier than the people from Black Pine Manor!"

Fang Che coughed lightly: "Vice Master Yan, I...I have my own use. Moreover, I can also provide the antidote...to make a contribution to the sect..."

Feng Yun and Yan Nan rolled their eyes simultaneously: Contribute to the sect? If your wife hadn't been among the poisoned people, not even a ghost would believe you would take it out!
Yan Nan asked directly, "How many kilograms do you weigh in total?!"

The mental stress suddenly exploded.

Fang Che's scalp tingled, and he was horrified. He blurted out, "About 20,000 jin..."

A rare medicinal herb, aged 500,000 years, weighing about 20,000 jin!
This enormous number instantly shattered Yan Nan's momentum.

Vice Chief Instructor Yan stared at Fang Che with his mouth agape, while Feng Yun stared wide-eyed in shock at this miser: This guy weighs over 20,000 jin, and I only want 500 jin, but he won't give it to me!
"I want a thousand catties!"

Yan Nan was resolute and extended her hand directly.

Fang Che's face was contorted with pain, his lips moved but he couldn't speak because of the heartache.

Although I actually weigh several million kilograms... it really hurts.

However, he immediately and without hesitation took out a spatial ring: "This subordinate respectfully presents Vice Chief Master Yan with two thousand catties!"

I offer it with both hands.

Yan Nan wanted a thousand catties, but Fang Che knew very well that if he only brought out a thousand catties, he would definitely be beaten!
Yan Nan snorted, a look of satisfaction flashing in her eyes: "Not bad, you know what's good for you."

He opened it and saw that inside were neatly arranged spirit crystal jade boxes.

Inside were small, snow-white, crystal-clear pieces of the True Soul Yin-Yang Root, one piece weighing half a jin, and a box containing one hundred pieces. They were arranged neatly.

Vice Chief Leader Yan couldn't help but smirk.

It has to be said that Vice Chief Master Yan recently took in a succubus, so he really needs this stuff... A succubus is a succubus, even if she is reborn... the word "succubus" can never be removed.

A close contest or a narrow defeat is never as satisfying as a crushing victory...

Therefore, Vice Chief Master Yan accepted the two thousand catties without any qualms.

"This is perfect for me to consolidate my origins and cultivate my soul," Yan Nan said sanctimoniously.

Feng Yun watched Fang Che expectantly from the side: "...Brother! Brother-in-law!..."

Yan Nan's face darkened.

This shameless guy even called his brother-in-law "brother-in-law".

Fang Che coughed, rolled his eyes, and tossed over a spatial ring: "Here's ten jin, that'll be enough for you."

Feng Yun was overjoyed. This stuff, once consumed and integrated into his bloodline during cultivation, would stabilize his condition for many years. Ten catties was enough for dozens of meals! More than enough!

Asking for 500 jin was just an exorbitant price.

Upon taking the ring and opening it, I saw that there were ten boxes inside, each weighing fifty pounds!

Feng Yun took a deep breath and looked at Fang Che, only to see Fang Che's eyes flicker slightly as he said, "Ten catties is enough for you to eat dozens of times, so stop looking at me."

Feng Yun laughed and said, "Although ten catties is a bit little, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't force you."

Yan Nan snorted. He knew these two were up to something; the Night Demon's estimate for Feng Yun was definitely more than ten jin. Because that was a huge difference from his own two thousand jin! If he really only gave Feng Yun ten jin, that would be a sure way to offend someone!
But now I'm in a good mood, my granddaughter's poison has been cured, and I've received so many good things... so I'm too lazy to argue with these two little ones.

“You two should remember what I just said. This is a long-term matter, not something that can be accomplished overnight. While we cannot be complacent, we absolutely cannot be impatient.”

Yan Nan picked up his wine bowl and laughed, "Just look at those people captured at Black Pine Manor. They're only being interrogated so far. I haven't even ordered a soul search yet. You two can understand what I mean, right?"

"Yes."

Feng Yun nodded and said, "It's a matter of timing, and we need to leave that侥幸心理 (a sense of侥幸, or a belief that one can get away with something) with them. Otherwise, it won't be conducive to getting to the bottom of things."

"good."

Yan Nan said, "So for now, it's just about checking accounts and investigating corruption... and this work needs to be done continuously. Feng Yun needs to consider how to handle public opinion and sentiment, like on the Guardian Continent. These are all things we need to consider in the future."

"Yes!"

Feng Yun agreed.

Yan Nan then looked at Fang Che: "What are your plans regarding the detoxification?"

Fang Che said, "As long as we have the medicine and it works, a small piece for each person will be enough. As for the specific detoxification process, I don't plan to get involved; I'll leave everything to Xiao Han. After all, it's her split team... it's not appropriate for others to bestow favors upon her."

"it is good."

Yan Nan downed his drink in one gulp: "Go on with your work."

"I'm going to find Lord Yan."

Fang Chedao.

The two left Yan Nan's study.

"You must cure my sister's poison as soon as possible," Feng Yun urged sanctimoniously. "Don't take it lightly; this poison is very dangerous."

Fang Che was completely bewildered: "??"

"Why are you looking at me?" Feng Yun glared.

"Didn't I give you the medicine? Why didn't you give your sister the antidote?" Fang Che said angrily.

Feng Yun smiled faintly: "I won't give her the antidote. I still have my own uses for this precious medicine. My sister will grow up and belong to another family. How can it be right for her to keep using the resources of my Feng family? I will also tell Yan Beihan not to give her the antidote. If you won't give her the antidote either, then let her die!"

After saying that, Feng Yun simply turned and left.

Fang Che's hands trembled with anger, his whole body shook, and his lungs swelled up with rage!

"Feng Yun! Are you even human?!"

But Feng Yun had vanished without a trace.

Damn it, that bastard is dating my sister! Because of your affair, I've had a headache for so long, and now you have tens of thousands of kilograms of antidote, and you actually expect my family to do the antidote ourselves...

Do whatever you want, solve it or not!
Feng Yun made up his mind and ignored Fang Che's calls from behind.

Fang Che was furious but couldn't vent his anger.

He was so angry his nostrils were practically steaming, so he contacted Yan Beihan... cough, antidote!
Yan Beihan came excitedly when he heard there was an antidote.

Fang Che used the best parts of Yan Beihan's body to detoxify him, giving him two large cups of the Golden Elixir that had formed over many years within the Yin-Yang Root of the True Soul.

Then, the tenderest and most medicinal part at the very bottom was given to Lord Yan to eat a large piece of.

After taking it, Yan Beihan immediately discovered that the expanding and pervasive poisonous mist in his consciousness was rapidly disappearing, until finally only a faint trace remained in the corners and edges.

Great peace of mind.

"It's probably impossible to eradicate it completely, but at this stage, it's no longer a threat; since breaking through half a step of cultivation can cure the poison, then breaking through half a step of cultivation shouldn't be difficult for me..."

Yan Beihan was very confident and certain about this.

"What about the medicine for so many people?"

Yan Beihan's eyes widened, and he asked in confusion, "If you don't give it to me, how am I supposed to detoxify?"

Fang Che snorted and said slyly, "Want to cure your subordinates? Fine, but it's not that easy to get everything you want. Lord Yan, you want so many priceless antidotes all at once, aren't you prepared to pay a price?"

Yan Beihan froze, then blushed deeply: "You pervert! You're using this to bargain?!"

The main courtroom is now practically an empty city, and Lord Fang has set up a soundproof barrier.

Want to detoxify my men? It's simple, just serve me well. One person, one time!
Master Yan firmly refused.

But Master Fang offered a lenient condition: credit would be available.

Lord Yan wrote an IOU...

Then the creditor demanded the terms of the first transaction.

The next morning, Mr. Fang had already been gone for quite some time.

Yan Da Cai transformed into a gentle breeze and left the main hall, his face flushed, clutching a spatial ring.

Inside is a thousand catties of the True Soul Yin-Yang Root.

Yan Beihan could tell at a glance that although these were of the same origin as what he ate, they were far inferior. These were probably the upper parts, closer to the ground stems... Although they had also become jade liquid and materialized again, they were still not as good as what he ate.

But that's enough.

It's just for detoxification, why should we care about the taste?
Then they began preparing for the detoxification.

The first person to be detoxified was naturally Aunt Hong.

The second is ice and snow.

Although I'm exhausted right now, I still have to keep going... It wouldn't be right if the news got out and people came to ask for it back.

“I don’t need it.” Bing Tianxue frowned. “Isn’t it said that the half-step cultivation can be cured without medicine? I should be able to break through in a few years.”

"Having poison in your body is ultimately inconvenient."

Yan Beihan advised, "If your heart is set on martial arts, whether or not you are cured of the poison is not a matter of inner demons."

Bing Tianxue then agreed.

He took the medicine. Bing Tianxue examined it, but didn't take it on the spot. Holding the medicine, she clicked her tongue in amazement: "Xiao Han, I've never heard of this sacred medicine on this continent. It's over 500,000 years old... Where did you get this? Its medicinal power is more than 500,000 years old. How did you obtain it?"

Yan Beihan's body went limp when asked the question.

How did you obtain it?
Of course... it was obtained by sacrificing the rest of my life, and by paying countless humiliating conditions...

It was truly hard-won.

"Just eat your food, why worry about so much?"

Bing Tianxue snorted and glanced at the little girl, sensing that something was amiss.

However, she ultimately didn't eat it, but carefully put it away.

"I'll try it myself first, and then I can take it whenever I need to."

Yan Beihan didn't try to persuade her anymore; she knew that a top expert like Bing Tianxue had her own pride.

Now that we have the medicine, it doesn't matter when we take it.

With the precious medicine in hand, Yan Beihan's split team was once again in high spirits and full of vigor!
Mr. Fang was actually quite upset.

Because he messaged Bi Yunyan to offer her an antidote, Bi Yunyan refused to come and instead went to Yan Beihan to get the medicine herself.

They'd rather eat something of lower quality than come to Fang Che for an antidote.

Bi Yunyan was utterly terrified. This time, she had been dealt with far too harshly. Forget about meeting him; even seeing Fang Che's messages made the young woman feel utterly drained.

But she didn't forget to provoke him: "Once I'm cured of the poison, I'll make you pay! Master, I'll kill you!"

"Ha ha……"

Fang Che sent a message dismissively and then headed straight for the Poison Demon's residence.

One task is completed.

Then the clues on the Poison Demon's side can be activated. Only when the Poison Demon's side starts moving can this side truly start, and Fang Che can then return to the Guardian Continent.

Now that we have the precious medicine, it would be unreasonable not to give it to the Poison Demon.

Even if I don't give it to him, Yan Nan will, and then I'll probably get a severe beating.

So I'll be the one to do the good deed.

Moreover, it is closely related to the plan.

Fang Che entered the Poison Demon's residence. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he heard people talking inside.

"Come in, don't hold back."

It turned out to be Feng Du here.

Fang Che walked in with a grin: "I always thought you were in seclusion, but I never expected you to be here..."

Feng Du said calmly, "When did you say you were in seclusion? I've been here these past few days."

Lying on the bed, the Poison Demon wore a sincere smile on his gaunt face.

"Lord Night Demon has been visiting me quite frequently these past few days."

Fang Che respectfully said, "You are Master Sun's brother, so you are my elder. It is only right that I come here more often. Master Sun said that he will come back in a few days and bring you some things."

The Poison Demon laughed heartily, saying repeatedly, "Good, good, good, you're still my boss."

Feng Du shook his head and chuckled: "You protectors who were close to Sun Wutian back then, do you know what you all have in common?"

The Poison Demon asked curiously, "What is it?"

"You protectors are all fools."

Feng Du sighed: "Even your boss Sun Wutian is saying the same thing. When you're all bundled together, you don't have many ulterior motives."

The Poison Demon laughed loudly: "Isn't that a good thing? Besides, out of all the people in the entire Dharma Protector Hall, weren't the ten of us the closest friends back then? Not even half of them."

"That's true."

Feng Du said, "If the entire Dharma Protector Hall were like you, our righteous sect would have been finished long ago."

The Poison Demon choked on his laughter: "Cough cough cough... Third Master, if everyone were like us, wouldn't you be the happiest? You'd be so relieved."

Feng Du laughed: "That's quite true. Simple-minded as he may be, he's useful. The only downside is that people with this kind of temper die too quickly."

The Poison Demon sighed sadly.

He then forced a smile and said, "Chief Duan ignored us back then. How much more cunning could he be than us?"

Feng Du sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Duan Xiyang ignored you back then because you were different from him. You may be simple-minded and naive, but you still have some sense. Duan Xiyang, on the other hand, was so simple-minded that he had no sense at all. He was like the shaft of his white bone spear, with his mouth open and you could see his asshole through his throat."

The Poison Demon laughed so hard he could hardly breathe: "So, it's because we're not naive enough, not as naive as Chief Duan at a deeper level? That's why we can't get along?"

Feng Du: "That makes some sense."

The Poison Demon choked with laughter: "Third Master, this is the first time in all these years that I've laughed so hard."

Feng Du smiled and said, "Smile more, and you'll recover faster."

He then turned his head and said, "Night Demon, stop laughing. Your smile is too ugly."

Fang Che choked for a moment: "..."

The Poison Demon smiled and said to Feng Du, "Lord Night Demon is quite nice. Although he is ugly, I admire him. There aren't many people who can still come to see me often now that I'm lying here. Lord Night Demon's visit is a rare treat."

Feng Du raised an eyebrow: "This kid is cunning. He came here, and we can't be sure what he's up to."

The Poison Demon chuckled: "That's all irrelevant. What other tricks do I have up my sleeve? It's just a few methods of using poison. If Lord Night Demon wants to learn, don't even think about it. I'd be more than happy to oblige."

The Poison Demon's eyes were sparkling when he said this.

Feng Du smiled faintly and gave Fang Che a meaningful look.

Fang Che's eyes lit up immediately.

Oh dear... As the saying goes, skills are never a burden, and I couldn't be happier to have them!
He could tell the two old guys were putting on an act, but I absolutely loved that kind of acting!
(End of this chapter)