He Yunxiao coughed and pretended to ask on behalf of his friend, "A friend of mine asked me to inquire about something. Do you know anything about the Soul-Devouring Pill?"
The servant replied, "Of course I know."
He Yunxiao was overjoyed and said, "Tell me in detail!"
With no guests around, the servant, bored, took a book and led He Yunxiao to the empty reception room.
The two sat on either side of the table. The servant unfolded the worn pharmacopoeia, turned to a page, pointed to the picture on it, and said, "This is the Soul-Devouring Pill."
As He Yunxiao looked at the description in the book, one sentence, "consuming lifespan, greatly increasing power," perfectly matched his current situation.
So he immediately asked, "Is there an antidote?"
"Yes," the servant nodded, then shook his head and said, "No, there isn't either."
When it came to matters of life and death, He Yunxiao dared not be careless and continued to press, "What do you mean?"
The servant said, "The Soul-Devouring Pill is a rare and extraordinary elixir. Almost every pharmacist who studies the pharmacopoeia will try to decipher it. Once one can decipher it, one's reputation will soar overnight, and one will become a top-tier pharmacist. Therefore, although this elixir is extremely difficult to decipher, there are still a few cases of successful deciphering and surviving formulas over thousands of years."
Hearing this, He Yunxiao was secretly delighted.
This is the normal world! With a pill as powerful as the Soul-Devouring Pill, there should be countless people eyeing it. It would be strange if, after thousands of years, countless talented individuals were stumped by the wisdom of their ancestors.
Then, the servant's words plunged He Yunxiao into an icy abyss.
"The reason why this pill cannot be countered is not because there is no prescription for an antidote, but because there are no medicinal ingredients."
He Yunxiao: ? ? ?
He quickly asked, "Where are the medicinal herbs?"
The servant calmly replied, "Extinct."
Holy crap!?
Species extinction? That's too realistic! What happened to the fictional world? Does it have to be this illogical?
The servant continued, "Fortunately, not only are the essential ingredients for the antidote extinct, but even the Northern Snow Toad, which is essential for making the Soul-Devouring Pill, is gone. Now that the pill is gone, there's naturally no need for the antidote."
What kind of "good fortune" is this?
Am I one of those "one in ten thousand lucky ones"?
In just a few words, He Yunxiao shuttled back and forth between two extremes, feeling almost numb.
Faintly, the master's voice could be heard from outside, "Fugui, take this guest to rest first, then come to me for medicine."
The servant named Fugui responded and rose to take his leave of He Yunxiao.
However, He Yunxiao was still unwilling to give up and chased after Fugui's departing figure, saying, "Help me ask your master! Is there any other way to counteract the Soul-Devouring Pill?"
Fu Gui said, "Young master, why don't you come with me to ask?"
"Alright."
He Yunxiao stood up and walked, following behind Fugui. After taking only a few steps, the door to the reception room opened again.
Fu Gui smiled at the person who opened the door and said, "Please rest for a moment, guest. I will go and prepare your medicine right away."
A sweet voice: "Mmm. Thank you, little master."
Fu Gui's young face flushed slightly.
Watching this scene, He Yunxiao secretly chuckled, thinking that Xiao Fugui was still just a young man. Only young people blush; true veterans make girls blush.
But soon, He Yunxiao's smile vanished.
Because the owner of that sweet voice was none other than Chu Xiaoxiao!
"Brother Yunxiao, what are you looking for?"
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