The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

He was a young man of not much age, with a handsome face and a faint scar on his cheekbone.

His aura was weak but steady, and his meridians were filled with ice threads, just like those disciples of Medicine King Valley.

"He's not dead." Su He walked over and said in surprise, "To be able to endure this poisonous fog for half a month, his cultivation must be at least above the Yang Realm."

Xiao Fan extended a hand and placed it on the man's pulse point, gently probing his dantian with his true essence. This man's cultivation was indeed very high, at the fifth level of the Yang Realm, but at this moment, his dantian was frozen, making it impossible for him to circulate spiritual energy.

"Save him first." Xiao Fan took out the Soul Nourishing Pill he had refined from his storage bag, and also took out a few Detoxifying Pills. He crushed them, mixed them with his true essence, and slowly channeled them into the man's meridians.

The ice threads melted and retreated as soon as they came into contact with Xiao Fan's true essence, as if they had encountered their nemesis. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the ice threads on the boy's body were almost completely removed, and his complexion gradually regained its rosy hue.

His eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened them.

The moment those eyes opened, Xiao Fan felt his heart skip a beat.

Those were eyes I knew all too well, calm and deep, devoid of any emotion, like a dry well.

That look in his eyes was just like Yin Beichuan's.

Xiao Fan said in a deep voice, "Are you from the Northern Sea Pill Palace?"

The young man struggled against the stone wall, panting, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who exactly are you?"

"My name is Xiao Fan, Chief of the Pill Tower."

Upon hearing those two words, the young man's eyes lit up slightly: "I am Yin Beishan. Yin Beichuan is my elder brother. I have come to investigate this Black Lotus on the orders of the Palace Master."

Xiao Fan compared Yin Beichuan's appearance to Yin Beishan's; they did look somewhat alike, but their temperaments were completely different. Yin Beichuan had a cold face, while Yin Beishan, though disheveled, still retained the glimmer of youth in his eyes.

Xiao Fan asked, "Your elder brother came to the South last time to investigate the Black Lotus?"

Yin Beishan coughed lightly, leaned against the stone wall and slowly stood up, saying, "Three months ago, the Beihai Dan Palace found a black lotus like this deep in the Northern Ice Sea. That black lotus was dug out from the Northern Ice Sea."

The Palace Master said that this thing didn't grow naturally, but was cultivated by humans. He told me to follow the clues all the way here, but I never expected to fall into a trap here and be entangled in ice silk for half a month.

"Did someone plant this on purpose?" Su He interjected. "Who would go to such lengths to plant this kind of plant deep in Qingyun Mountain?"

Yin Beishan shook his head and said, "I don't know either. However, the poisonous mist emitted by the Black Lotus will slowly spread. If it is not cleared away as soon as possible, I'm afraid that in a few years, the entire Qingyun Mountain Range will be shrouded in poisonous mist."

Xiao Fan stepped forward and looked at the black lotus flower.

The lotus petals were as black as ink, covered with dense patterns that resembled some kind of runes. He carefully reached out and touched a lotus petal.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the illusory image of the Creation Cauldron of Heaven and Earth trembled, radiating golden light and forcing the chilling aura back.

Xiao Fan said, "The roots of this lotus are very deep. It's not enough to just pull up the one on the ground; we have to pull up the roots as well."

He took out a bottle of special potion from his storage bag and dripped some onto the base of the lotus.

The medicinal liquid dripped into the cracks in the rocks, hissing as it fell. Before long, the entire black lotus withered and turned black, eventually turning to ash. A deep pit appeared in the ground, its depths unfathomable.

"The roots are deep and cannot be completely removed in a short time." Xiao Fan straightened up. "I will first use medicine to suppress its growth, and then find a way to completely get rid of it."

Su He nodded repeatedly: "Yes. Fan'er, thank you so much this time."

Xiao Fan waved his hand, then asked Yin Beishan, "Can you walk?"

Yin Beishan stretched and said, "I'm okay. But I'm still a little weak."

"Let's leave the valley first." Xiao Fan took out a Rejuvenation Pill from his pocket. "Take this and replenish your strength."

Yin Beishan took the pill and swallowed it. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Young Master Xiao, when my brother went to the south to find you last time, did he say anything? He has a bad temper, so don't take it to heart."

Xiao Fan looked at him and said, "Your brother is a good person, just a bit dull."

Yin Beishan was taken aback, then laughed and said, "Yes, he doesn't like to laugh. I've always been a cheerful person since I was a child."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Xiao Fan immediately felt that the young man in front of him was much more approachable than Yin Beichuan.

A group of people emerged from Sunset Valley. By then, it was already dark, and torches were lit outside the valley. The people of Medicine King Valley were relieved to see Su He and Xiao Fan emerge from the valley unharmed.

Xiao Fan stood at the entrance of the valley, his gaze fixed on the gray mist.

Black lotus, poisonous mist, Qingyun Mountain, the Northern Ice Sea—there must be some connection between them.

Yin Tianyuan's order for Yin Beishan to investigate the Black Lotus clearly alerted the Beihai Dan Palace.

"Brother Xiao," Han Fei stepped forward and whispered, "This matter is probably not that simple."

Xiao Fan nodded and said, "It is indeed extraordinary. However, there is no rush. Let's treat the poisoned disciples first."

Under the moonlight, Qingyun Mountain quietly crawls through the night.

In the distance, something seemed to be faintly visible among the mountains, like an open eye watching over the valley.

Inside the Medicine King Valley's medical hall, more than a dozen wooden beds were placed side by side, and the disciples lying inside were all unconscious due to the Ice Silk Poison.

Xiao Fan soaked in the poisonous fog of Luoxia Valley for a full half hour before emerging, his body covered in a grayish-white color. Su He helped him up from the ground, sat him down in a chair, gave him two bowls of soup, and then helped him to his feet.

"I'm fine." Xiao Fan waved his hand, stepped forward, and condensed a stream of true energy in his palm, slowly probing into the meridians of the poisoned person.

However, Xiao Fan's Qiankun Refining God Technique was far superior to what he had when he first entered the Northern Region. His divine soul power traveled through his meridians along with his true essence, tracking all the way and finally forcing out the last trace of ice silk.

The disciple lying on the bed coughed violently, spitting out black blood, but color gradually returned to his face. Su He, watching from the side, was beaming with delight: "Alright! Fan'er, your method is ten times better than mine!"

"Uncle, you're too kind. You just haven't met him before and don't know what to do."

Xiao Fan treated more than ten people in a row, his forehead covered in sweat, but he did not stop treating them until the last disciple spat out a mouthful of black blood. Only then did he stop and slump into a chair.

Yin Beishan leaned against the wall, his complexion much better. He sat down opposite Xiao Fan, pondered for a moment, and said, "Young Master Xiao, what are your plans regarding the roots of this black lotus?"

"I'm considering this."