As they were on their way to the guest rooms, Lin Rong asked the young man leading the way:
"I've heard your clan is intimately familiar with all sorts of medicinal herbs from around the world, and that your clan's collection of herb illustrations is incredibly comprehensive."
"I've been interested in herbalism since I was young, and I was wondering if I might have the honor of viewing your clan's herb illustration collection?"
The young man, considering Lin Rong's identity, pondered for a moment before replying:
"A regular herb illustration collection is certainly not a problem, but if it involves rare, one-of-a-kind volumes treasured by our clan, then permission from the clan leader is required."
"Given your status, any herb illustration collection you'd want to see would undoubtedly be one of our clan's treasured rare volumes."
"The clan leader is currently in the alchemy room, and it would be inconvenient for us clan members to disturb him."
"Please wait until the clan leader finishes refining the antidote, and then you can personally communicate this request to him."
Well said.
Naturally, legendary Immortal Grade Herbs wouldn't be recorded in ordinary herb illustration collections; they would be documented in the rare, one-of-a-kind volumes treasured by the Breaking Clan.
The reason Lin Rong specifically asked Bai He to write a letter of introduction was so that Yang Wudi would, out of respect for Bai He, grant him the opportunity to view the Breaking Clan's illustrations of Immortal Grade Herbs.
Only by knowing the methods for picking and preserving those Immortal Grade Herbs would things become much more convenient.
If he couldn't obtain them, then he would simply have to dig up those Immortal Grade Herbs, roots and soil included.
After all, Lin Rong still remembered how to use those Immortal Grade Herbs.
...
Meanwhile.
Yang Wudi was quite annoyed at being questioned about his alchemy skills by a seven-year-old child.
For this batch of antidote to resist the miasma, he had poured all his true skill into it, striving to refine the antidote to its optimal efficacy.
To this end, Yang Wudi had even taken out many of his treasured herbs for the alchemy.
Snake Berry, Dragon Solanum, Cnidium, Paris polyphylla, Scutellaria barbata...
Beneath the alchemy cauldron, flames burned fiercely.
Yang Wudi added the required herbs to the cauldron one by one, according to their proportions, controlling the alchemy process with his Soul Power and mental energy.
The surging flames cast a flush red hue on Yang Wudi's face.
At this moment, immersed in the alchemy state, the sinister look in his eyes was replaced by an obsession and fervor for alchemy, devoid of the earlier annoyance.
In this state, the process of refining the antidote proceeded in an orderly fashion.
The Golden Crow set in the west, the Jade Rabbit rose in the east.
The stars vanished from the sky, and the east turned white.
The next day.
Lin Rong and the old butler were invited to the living room early in the morning, as the miasma antidote had been successfully refined.
Upon entering the living room, they saw Yang Wudi's disheveled appearance, which clearly indicated he had stayed up all night, thus managing to refine the miasma antidote so quickly.
"Here! This is the antidote you wanted."
Seeing Lin Rong walk in, Yang Wudi pointed to three porcelain bottles on the table and stated:
"After taking this antidote, its effects will last for one hour."
"During this period, this type of miasma will be ineffective against the person who has taken the antidote."
"I have refined three bottles of the antidote; each bottle contains ten pills, for a total of thirty pills."
"The price is thirty thousand Gold Soul Coins!"
Thirty thousand Gold Soul Coins?
Thirty pills in total, a thousand Gold Soul Coins per pill. It was quite expensive, but it was worth the price.
Lin Rong thought to himself, took out three Gold Soul Coin cards, placing them on the table, each for ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.
"Of course, payment first, then delivery. Although I am young, I understand this principle."
Following that, Lin Rong poured one pill from a porcelain bottle and ate it. He then took out a bottle of miasma and inhaled deeply from it.
Even with the miasma entering his body, he remained unharmed, proving the antidote's effectiveness.
Lin Rong's talent domain could convert this miasma into pure life force.
The reason he sought out Yang Wudi to refine the antidote was simply because Lin Rong's current Soul Power cultivation was too low, and converting the miasma required time.
The vast expanse of miasma outside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye was something Lin Rong, with his current Soul Power cultivation, could not breach.
However, by inhaling only a small amount of miasma from the outermost edge, the conversion took only a few seconds, so there was no need to worry about the antidote's effectiveness.
Therefore, he had no psychological burden when testing the antidote's efficacy.
But Yang Wudi was unaware of this, so Lin Rong's action filled him with both annoyance and admiration.
Annoyed that Lin Rong didn't trust him and insisted on testing the efficacy; yet, he admired Lin Rong for daring to risk his life and personally test the antidote's effects.
After testing the efficacy, Lin Rong put away the three porcelain bottles containing the antidote and looked at Yang Wudi, saying:
"Patriarch Yang, to be frank, I have two matters for coming to the Breaking Clan this time."
"The first is to have you refine an antidote for this poisonous miasma, and the second is that I wish to borrow your clan's rare, unique copy of the medicinal herb illustrated guide for viewing."
"A medicinal herb illustrated guide? And a unique copy at that!" Yang Wudi's sinister eyes narrowed immediately upon hearing this.
"What do you need that for? Have you found some rare medicinal herb and need to confirm its effects?"
"Or perhaps, the place you mentioned, surrounded by that poisonous miasma, has many precious medicinal herbs growing within it."
Yang Wudi did not consider the possibility of immortal-grade herbs.
Because for thousands of years, those immortal-grade herbs had only existed within the Breaking Clan's medicinal herb illustrated guide, and no ancestor had ever encountered them.
"Patriarch Yang's guess is not wrong," Lin Rong stated the prepared explanation:
"That place was discovered by a guard of my family whose cultivation reached the Soul King level."
"He accidentally intruded into that poisonous miasma and found that many medicinal herbs were growing inside, several of which he couldn't identify."
"Due to his Martial Soul, my guard has a relatively high resistance to toxins, which allowed him to escape from that poisonous miasma."
"Although the toxins were suppressed afterward, there are no skilled doctors in Heaven Dou City who can completely neutralize the toxins."
"Therefore, the antidote I seek this time is to save my guard, and secondly, to be able to enter that poisonous miasma to collect medicinal herbs."
"However, most precious medicinal herbs require specific harvesting techniques and preservation methods, which is why I thought of borrowing your clan's treasured medicinal herb illustrated guide for viewing."
"May I ask if Patriarch Yang is willing to lend the guide for viewing?"
"This…" Yang Wudi hesitated.
Logically, he should have refused directly, but this person before him was after all introduced by Old White Bird, so it wouldn't be good to offend his good brother.
He was in a difficult position for a moment.
After much deliberation, Yang Wudi finally agreed, saying:
"For Old White Bird's sake, I will make an exception this once."
"However, you can only view it here, and you only have half an hour."
Lin Rong's expression brightened upon hearing this, and he replied:
"Thank you, Patriarch Yang, I understand!"
He received the ancient book taken from the Spirit Tool by Yang Wudi with both hands and began flipping through it page by page.
If he hadn't been afraid of Yang Wudi noticing something, Lin Rong would have directly turned to the pages recording the immortal-grade herbs.
But with Yang Wudi watching nearby, Lin Rong could only patiently turn the pages one by one to read.
Rushing against time, he finally managed to flip through every page of the illustrated guide within the half-hour, successfully memorizing the detailed information of those few immortal-grade herbs.
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