The words stuck in her throat. She nodded slightly and glanced around, noticing Qin Xi, who looked exhausted, among the elders.
The other person took two steps toward her in disbelief, but was pulled back by the elder beside him, who seemed puzzled as to why she was suddenly so agitated.
Qin Xi pushed the other person's hand away, and for some reason, a hint of grievance appeared in Song Tingwan's smiling eyes. Qin Xi lifted her skirt and ran over.
"Why are you here?"
"My father asked me to deliver the elixir. Your uncle and my father are old acquaintances."
Fu Yin and the other elders were all puzzled, "Does Ah Xi know Young Friend Song?"
Qin Xi hurriedly rubbed his eyes before lifting his head from Song Tingwan's embrace. "Wan'er is my good friend from the Sword Inquiry Sect."
The elders' expressions turned sour at the mention of the Sword Inquiry Sect.
It's one thing for our young sect leader to go to another sect, but to join an outer sect at that. If word gets out, what will become of the Heavenly Mystery Sect's reputation?
But this girl, with her smiling, crescent-shaped eyes, crescent-shaped eyebrows, and graceful figure, was actually an outer disciple.
Some people began to suspect that someone from a rival family might have sent someone to approach their young master.
Fuyin stepped forward and looked at the jade bamboo bracelet that she had put back on her wrist with some emotion: "I never thought you and Axi would have such a connection. But Rongxian is not doing well, so please allow us to catch up later. I would also like to trouble you, little friend Wan'er, to let me take a look at the seventh-grade pill that Chaoxuan mentioned."
Song Tingwan nodded and was led to Rong Xian's bedside. Her gaze lingered on the extremely thin woman for a moment, then she stopped exchanging pleasantries and changed the pills she had prepared earlier.
The newly taken-out pills were packaged in ordinary porcelain bottles, without any patterns, even the kind of small medicine bottles most commonly used by beginners on the market.
"this…"
Grade 7 pills are extremely rare. Each holder either carries them in an expensive box or encases them in layers of small magic arrays to prevent the pill's fragrance from leaking out.
I've never seen anything so simple and brutal.
Song Tingwan pursed her lips silently.
The prepared pills were indeed placed in a green wooden box, but the Rejuvenating Pill could not save Qin Xi's aunt.
This is poison; ordinary antidotes and revitalizing pills are useless.
This poison is difficult for even the most skilled alchemists in this world to cure.
Among the pill formulas left by the Alchemist Ancestor, this Thousand-Turn Poria Pill is also a seventh-grade pill, but the formula is not common, and the ingredients needed to refine it are also very difficult to find.
Fortunately, just in case, she had prepared some antidote pills and other usable medicines from the medicinal herbs she had collected in previous years.
She used the connections of Immortal Lord Zewu to find one of the medicines in the Chaotic City after going through great hardships.
The stones cut from the stone man, the snake skin shed by the thousand-year-old snake demon, and the tears of the evil spirit.
The elders outside Fuyin looked doubtful, suspecting that the broken medicine bottle could not possibly contain a seventh-grade pill.
Whose seventh-grade pill is so shabby?
Fuyin trusted her friend.
He didn't tell them that Song Chaoxuan was the high priest of the Yunyin clan.
My impression of my friend whom I haven't seen for hundreds of years is still based on the story of Song Chaoxuan, whose divinations were always accurate.
He believed in the other party's character and in Song Chaoxuan's undisguised pride when he mentioned his daughter.
His daughter is probably quite extraordinary.
Fu Yin solemnly accepted the pill, and as she looked at Song Tingwan with a puzzled expression, she subconsciously opened the stopper of the medicine bottle.
In an instant, some of the elders who were injured felt a cool sensation, like mint, on their wounds.
The wound that had been aching for years felt a moment of relief.
Unfortunately, if Fu Yin hadn't quickly closed the stopper, they could have sniffed it a little longer.
"This is--"
Fu Yin looked at Song Tingwan cautiously, her joy barely concealed.
He witnessed firsthand how, just as the fragrance of the medicine wafted out, his wife's brow, which had been furrowed, relaxed.
The fragrance alone is effective; this time, I'm sure I won't be disappointed.
Song Tingwan smiled reassuringly at him and Qin Xi, "Qianzhuan Fuling Dan detoxifies and calms the mind; it can neutralize anything in the world that is associated with poison."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked bewildered.
"What grade is this Thousand-Turn Poria Pill? Why have I never heard of it before?"
One of the elders couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up out of curiosity.
They didn't doubt that it was a high-grade pill, and the fragrance of the pill couldn't be faked. It was just that none of these old fogies had ever heard of the pill before.
Song Tingwan explained with a smile, "This is made from an ancient elixir formula. My father obtained one by chance. My sister and I left home, and my father was worried about us, so he left this life-saving elixir for me to keep with me."
She told them the story her father and she had agreed upon, and that the element of chance was too difficult to guess, so she left it to them to speculate.
"Hiss, an ancient elixir formula."
Some people gasped. Ten thousand years ago, alchemy was prevalent, but now the tradition has been cut off, and seventh-grade pills are hard to find. Medical cultivation is the way to go.
Ancient elixir formulas—
Many elders gazed longingly at the ordinary porcelain vase, no longer finding it shabby, but rather yearning and envying Elder Fuyin's friend for being able to part with it so generously.
This is a life-saving pill, and it's just been delivered like this?
The elders could imagine that Fu Yin and Qin Xi were even more moved. Before they could express their gratitude, Song Tingwan raised her hand to stop them from speaking.
"Let Senior Rongxian take her medicine first."
Fu Yin nodded hurriedly with trembling hands, but her mind quickly flashed through the good things she had collected over the years. She thought that she must give them all to Chao Xuan and his daughter, otherwise she would not be able to repay his gratitude.
The other elders agreed with "yes, yes," while also moving closer with their eyes turned.
Even if you can't get your hands on the elixir, taking a few more sips is still a good thing.
As Fu Yin opened the medicine bottle, a crowd gathered behind him. He frowned, not having time to pay much attention, and carefully pried open his wife's lips, placing the much-anticipated Thousand-Turn Poria Pill inside.
It melts in your mouth.
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