Chapter 32: Advanced Peiyuan Pill!

Chapter 32: Advanced Peiyuan Pill!

Xue An scanned the room. Wherever his gaze fell, many people turned pale with fear and scrambled to retreat.

Qin Tian was frozen in place, utterly dumbfounded. He knew it was over. Everything was lost. The existence he had regarded as a god had been shattered by a single punch from this man. If he wanted to deal with someone like him, wouldn't it be as easy as flipping a hand?

As for Hong Yuan... he was currently wishing he could slap himself twice. If he hadn't been so arrogant moments ago, or if he had paid the money in advance, he wouldn't have ended up in this predicament.

However, Xue An didn't pay much attention to the two of them. He had fulfilled his promise to Qin Yu. As for how Qin Tian would be dealt with next, that was no longer his concern. Xue An picked up the Gentian herb and turned to leave. Only after he had gone did everyone finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Hong Yuan was the first to jump forward, eager to distance himself from Qin Tian. He pulled out his bank card and said to Qin Yu with a fawning smile, "Miss Qin, there is over fifty million inside. Please consider the rest a tribute from the Hong family! I beg you to put in a good word for me in front of Mr. Xue!" With that, Hong Yuan scurried away in disgrace.

At this moment, Qin Tian walked up to Qin Yuan and suddenly knelt on the ground. "Uncle, I admit defeat! Please, spare my life."

Qin Yu had no affection for Qin Tian, but Qin Yuan couldn't help but sigh deeply. "Qin Tian, I will not kill you, but from this day on, you must leave Beijiang and never return!"

"Thank you, Uncle!" Qin Tian said before slinking away.

With that, everything was settled. Qin Yuan brought Qin Yu to see Xue An. "Thank you, Mr. Xue, for your intervention. Yu'er and I are eternally grateful!"

Xue An shook his head. "No need to thank me. Consider this Gentian herb your token of gratitude, but I have one more question."

"Please, sir, ask away!"

"I want to know who found this Gentian herb and where it was discovered."

"No problem!" Qin Yu agreed immediately.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away on the peak of a high mountain, amidst swirling clouds, an old man with white hair sat in meditation on a cushion. Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes. A flash of sword light seemed to pass by, and the clouds floating before him were sliced cleanly in two. A passage hundreds of meters long was carved through the sea of clouds.

"Master!" a cold-faced man bowed and called out respectfully.

The old man remained silent for a long time before saying, "Your senior brother is dead."

The man was slightly shocked. "How is that possible?"

"He is truly dead. Just now, when my mind was clear, I sensed that your senior brother is no longer in this world."

"Who did it?" the man asked coldly.

The old man shook his head. "I don't know. I cannot see it! However, although your senior brother has been obsessed with external paths these past years, hindering his martial cultivation, those capable of killing him are certainly no ordinary people."

"Yu Qing!"

"Your disciple is here!"

"You are to head down the mountain, investigate who killed your senior brother, and bring his head back to me!" A flash of ruthlessness crossed the old man’s face.

"Yes!" Yu Qing bowed and withdrew.

The mist had already filled the void from earlier. The old man slowly extended a finger and let out a sudden, soft shout. The clouds that had been blocking the sky were dispersed by this strike, and sunlight poured through the gap, shining down upon the old man’s head, making him appear like an immortal. In the martial world, he was indeed a god-like existence. He was the Finger-Heaven Elder, Yu Ling.

"Daddy, what is this thing?" Xue Xiang asked curiously, peering at the Gentian herb in Xue An's hand.

"Yeah, Daddy, what is it? Can we eat it?" Xue Nian asked, her face full of anticipation.

Xue An chuckled and pinched Xue Nian's little cheek. "Little glutton, all you ever think about is food?"

"Then what is it?"

"It's for refining medicine!"

"Oh! Medicine!" Xue Nian instantly lost interest. The little girl had a nearly fanatical love for food.

Fan Mengxue, however, remained distracted, seemingly lost in thought. It wasn't until they reached home that she gritted her teeth and said, "Xue An, I want... I want you to accompany me to see that Steven tomorrow."

Xue An nodded. "I can do that."

Fan Mengxue lowered her head, feeling a faint sadness in her heart. *Would he not even try to stop me?* She believed that if Xue An had just said, "Don't go," she would have abandoned everything to live a simple life with him. But Xue An didn't say it. This made her feel a little heartbroken.

Xue An ignored this. He had Qin Yu buy many precious medicinal ingredients, planning to refine some advanced Peiyuan pills that night.

At night, Xue Xiang and Xue Nian were already asleep, and Fan Mengxue had returned to her room. Xue An took out the herbs and began the refining process once more. His strength was currently greatly diminished, so he could only borrow a portion of his true essence to manifest a "true fire" to refine the pills.

Even so, this was a hundred times better than the common fires of the secular world. Soon, a rich, fragrant scent of medicine permeated the air. The precious herbs were refined by Xue An's true fire, and only then did he add the Gentian herb. A trace of faint dragon energy was quickly stimulated by the fire and refined into the pill.

Finally, the Peiyuan pills were successfully crafted. This time, Xue An only refined three. However, they were several times higher in quality than the one he had given to Qin Yuan. One for Tang Xuan'er, one for Fan Mengxue, and one left in reserve. This was what he had planned all along.

After finishing, Xue An stood up and walked outside. As he pushed the door open, he found Fan Mengxue sitting on the sofa, staring blankly. He walked over and handed her the pill.

"What is this?"

"Eat it. It's a good thing," Xue An said calmly.

Fan Mengxue took it and swallowed it without hesitation. Even if it were poison, as long as it came from Xue An, she would take it without a second thought. However, just a few minutes after taking it, she felt a wave of foul-smelling sweat pouring out of her body. Fan Mengxue was fastidious about cleanliness, and finding this stench unbearable, she rushed into the bathroom to shower.

Xue An listened to the sound of running water and smiled slightly. This was the true Peiyuan pill. It could purge the toxins accumulated in the body and replenish one's vital energy, thereby achieving the effect of prolonging life.

Meanwhile, in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Fan Mengxue was stunned. She had always been breathtakingly beautiful, but the pressures of life over the years had left her skin looking worn. But after washing away that foul sweat, she discovered her skin had become tender and supple, a state that even her teenage self couldn't match.

Fan Mengxue immediately thought of the pill. Could it be... was it because of that pill? She was shocked. She knew better than anyone what a pill that could make a woman regain her youth meant. It would be a colossal fortune, enough to rival the wealth of a nation!