The Immortal of Plague begins by establishing the root of lung fire.

As night deepened, Song You pushed a cart full of lung-clearing powder to the outer room of the children's quarters, a place originally used only to record and manage the children who had grown up in the temple.

This time, the entire outer chamber mobilized. In order to prevent the various offices from arbitrarily distributing merits, all the outer chamber disciples' exchange points were concentrated here. The return dates of the outer chamber disciples were uncertain, so an elder was stationed here to supervise them day and night.

Poor Song You was brewing medicine until midnight when he found the pharmacy almost deserted. In order not to delay the practice of making medicine pouches later, he had to find a cart to come by himself.

Looking at the dark window before him, Song You calmed himself down and asked, "Is the elder here?"

There was no movement inside. Just as Song You was about to speak again, a rumbling sound came from inside, and two large fleshy balls covered with a layer of oil emerged, while a small, pointed fleshy ball rose from within.

Song You looked closely and saw that the little ball of flesh had whiskers. The pointy head saw Song You, coughed twice, and said in a gruff voice, "Get to the point. Can't you see I'm busy?"

This was the elder in charge of the children's room. Song You immediately bowed and said, "Greetings, Elder. I am Song You, a disciple of the Pharmacy Elder. I have come to exchange for the formula for the Mind-Concentrating Medicine Pouch."

"You're Xiao Jia's disciple, and I actually saw you alive?" The man opposite him stared at Song You. "It's quite a coincidence."

Song You realized that this person was acquainted with Jia Chunfang and was preparing to hear about their relationship when the other person continued, "My surname is Tong, and I'm currently in charge of the Children's Room. You can call me Elder Tong."

"Greetings, Elder Tong," Song You could only greet him.

Elder Tong asked, "What did you use to exchange for it? Judging from the timeline, you should have only recently begun your training."

Since the other party didn't seem interested in discussing their relationship, Song You wisely refrained from asking further questions and moved the cart forward to the window: "Elder Tong, here are nine hundred portions of Grade 5 Low-Grade Lung-Clearing Powder. You can exchange them for a prescription."

Elder Tong then noticed the mountain of cloth bags. Each dose of lung-clearing powder was actually quite small, but the sight of nine hundred doses piled up was truly terrifying.

"You did all of this?" Elder Tong looked up in disbelief, then looked down at Song You, his tone returning to its coldness. "For Xiao Jia's sake, I don't care if you robbed, stole, or made it yourself, as long as you hand over enough."

"Thank you, Elder Tong." Song You didn't argue further; he only wanted the recipe. The Mind-Concentrating Medicine Pouch could improve the efficiency of making medicinal dishes and medicine pouches, which would be of great use to Song You.

Elder Tong called out several young disciples for observation. Song You observed them carefully. These disciples were not as robust as Qing San and the others, but they had less of a sickly appearance and looked like normal people.

These weren't the elders' personal belongings. Although their lives were worse, they were no longer in danger. I wonder if that could be considered a kind of luck.

Moonlight spilled onto the ground, and apart from a few outer disciples guarding the place and sitting in a corner, the huge pharmacy was deserted.

At this moment, a figure quietly appeared, accurately avoiding all the guards and sneaking into the depths of the inner courtyard.

Seeing that no one was in the disciple's medicine room, Jiang Yangge breathed a sigh of relief. The bronze rooster statue had told him that Song You would bring the Qi Refining Technique into the medicine room. In the past few days, he had secretly searched the entire medicine room, except for one place.

The medicine room in front of him was Song You's. During the day, he observed that Shen Lu was delivering medicine and exchanging coal more frequently, so he knew that Song You's ability to brew medicine had improved again. The most likely reason for brewing medicine so frequently was that he wanted to exchange it for something.

Finally, he got to see Song You go out today, giving him the opportunity to investigate. He wasn't usually a hesitant person, but he was conflicted at this moment. Song You had an exceptional talent for medicine, and he didn't want to offend him.

Moreover, he could sense that being friends with Song You was definitely better than being enemies, and thinking of this made Jiang Yangge even more hesitant.

A cold wind blew by, and Jiang Yangge couldn't help but shiver. He suddenly understood something.

Why should I steal it? The other party knows about my relationship with Jiang Yangjiao. If the item is stolen, I will be the first suspect. It's just a Qi cultivation manual. If the other party wanted it, they would have already memorized it. It's better to just trade openly.

Having grasped these key points, Jiang Yangge suddenly understood. He had a chance, so why offend a genius disciple over this matter?

In front of the children's room, the children who were being cared for finished counting the medicines. They were all low-grade, fifth-level lung-clearing powders. Elder Tong took out a prescription and handed it to Song You: "You can only see this prescription yourself. After you have seen it, burn it and destroy it. If it is discovered that it has been leaked to outsiders, Xiao Jia and I will boil you in oil and skin you alive."

"As you command, Elder." Song You took the recipe, memorized the medicinal ingredients and processing steps, and then, in front of Elder Tong, spat out his lung fire to corrode it.

"Not bad memory." Elder Tong then looked Song You up and down properly, then suddenly noticed something, "Wait a minute."

Song You's heart skipped a beat: "Is there anything else, Elder?"

Elder Tong stroked the two fleshy mounds and said, "I've noticed you have quite a bit of physical talent. I wonder if you'd like to become my disciple?"

This was absolutely impossible to agree to. Not to mention that Song You didn't know his background, if he switched sides at this time, he would not even know how he died in the face of Jia Chunfang's malice.

Song You immediately replied, "Thank you for your kind words, Elder Tong. I have already become a disciple of my master and do not wish to change my allegiance."

Elder Tong had no intention of forcing him. He gestured towards his large fleshy body and said with a sinister smile, "What a pity. Such a fine body is hard to come by. If you come under my tutelage, you will receive a monthly treatment with specially prepared essential oils, which can expand your internal organs several times over. In the future, your potential will be several times higher than others."

Looking at his pointed head and exaggerated pectoral muscles, Song You realized that these were all the result of training. As for the essential oil, Elder Tong had previously said that he would render oil from his own body, so it was hard to say where this stuff came from.

Song You could only continue, "Please forgive me, Elder, my master has been very good to me."

"Alright, alright." Elder Tong waved his hand. "Back then, your master was the same. He didn't want to train with me. I told him that he would definitely succeed, but of course, it was somewhat unlikely that he would succeed, since he didn't have my talent."

Song You stood there listening to the other person talk to himself for a while. When Elder Tong finished speaking and saw that he was still there, he told him to leave: "Go away, you're really wasting my time."

After saying that, he pulled between the two big fleshy balls, tearing something open and gushing out bunches of butter that soaked the fleshy balls.

Song You left, suppressing his nausea. He had already obtained the formula for the Mind-Concentrating Medicine Pouch. He recalled that the pharmacy had all the necessary ingredients, and everything was ready.

As Song You entered the pharmacy and was about to walk into the inner courtyard, he suddenly heard a noise. He immediately stopped and quietly approached. Through the connecting corridor, Song You saw Jiang Yangge standing in front of his door.

Song You sighed inwardly. Was it really going to come to this? But Jiang Yangge did not move forward. Instead, he stood there, struggling with his decision, before finally turning around and leaving.

A weight lifted from Song You's heart. Seeing Jiang Yangge getting closer and closer, Song You took the initiative to call out to him, "Senior Brother Jiang."