The Xiang Family Medicine Manor

Chapter 44: The Xiang Family's Medicine Manor

The news of the Lu family's annihilation struck Qinghu Town like a tidal wave.

First the Cai family, now the Lu family. The wealthy families in town were all in a state of panic, contemplating whether to move to the city. The town's environment was no longer stable.

The Town Chief had also dispatched people to search for clues, hoping to identify the perpetrator of such a heinous crime.

However, apart from a facial disguise Lin Le had once used, they found nothing.

As for Lin Le, he was diligently digesting his spoils. Steward Lu was even wealthier than Steward Cai, as Steward Cai hadn't kept as many cultivation resources at home.

This also led Lin Le to believe that the Cai family likely had some exceptional disciples elsewhere.

It was a pity he didn't know any divination spells. Otherwise, he could have taken the time later to cut the weeds and remove the roots.

Within a day, Lin Le had consumed all the resources plundered from the Lu family.

However, if his cultivation progress was divided into ten parts, he had only completed one part of the First Layer. This was partly due to Lin Le cultivating three paths simultaneously, but his exceptionally solid foundation was the main reason.

Arriving at the mass grave, Lin Le recited the Sutra for Rebirth, as the bodies of the Lu family had been collected there.

After reciting it three times, Lin Le gained ten points of Earthly Dao merit.

Consuming three Earthly Dao lotus seeds, and with a single thought spanning three years, Lin Le had been cultivating the Golden Light Divine Mantra.

Facing the rising sun, Lin Le opened his eyes. The Golden Light within his Huangting Secret Realm was rapidly growing by absorbing the positive energy of heaven and earth.

The Universe Ring, hidden within the Golden Light, also began to show several faint patterns on its surface.

Lin Le sensed it and confirmed, "Three minor restrictions, a low-grade magical artifact."

Picking up his gourd and taking a sip of water, Lin Le shouldered his spear and walked towards his next destination.

The Longevity Medicine Manor, the Xiang family's property in Qinghu Town.

It was also Lin Le's biggest target here.

According to the scattered information from the tavern, there were a total of three cultivators guarding the place: two Spiritual Platforms and one Huangting. The Spiritual Platforms were both at the First Layer, but the Huangting cultivator rarely went out, making his foundation unclear.

It was only known that the other two Spiritual Platform cultivators were quite respectful towards him, and their cultivation was estimated to be at the Third Layer.

'The defenses are truly tight.'

Lin Le raised an eyebrow as he looked at the guards stationed every ten paces outside the medicine manor.

Without fear of being discovered, Lin Le walked over brazenly.

"Who goes there?" a guard called out, seeing Lin Le approaching so casually.

"Buying medicine," Lin Le replied, tossing a little silver treasure to him. "I heard Apothecary Xiang here refines Spirit Blood Pills and wanted to buy a few bottles specifically."

"Alright, please wait." Upon receiving the money, the guard's tone immediately softened considerably.

After informing his companion, the guard entered the medicine manor and soon emerged again. "Apothecary Xiang says he disdains transactions less than a thousand taels. How much do you want?"

"Five thousand taels," Lin Le said casually.

Five thousand taels?! The surrounding guards' expressions changed, and their gazes towards Lin Le were filled with greed, envy, and a hint of killing intent.

Lin Le didn't pay them any mind. "Is this amount enough?"

The guard narrowed his eyes slightly. "Can you really produce that much money?"

Lin Le rummaged in his pocket and pulled out a stack of banknotes. "Is this enough?"

"It's enough, it's enough. Please, come in." The guard said with a fawning smile.

"Hmph," Lin Le snorted and followed the guard into the medicine manor.

Upon entering a hall, he saw an old man with a youthful complexion and white hair drinking tea. The old man glanced at Lin Le and said, "I am Xiang He. What do you wish to buy, guest?"

"Spirit Blood Pills. Could you let me see the quality of one bottle first?" Lin Le asked.

"Of course. Xiao Wu!" Xiang He called out.

A young attendant immediately brought out a bottle of pills and handed it to Lin Le.

Lin Le took the medicine, poured out a pill, and consumed it on the spot. He then smacked his lips. "The quality is quite good. I'll take five bottles for now."

As he spoke, Lin Le placed a stack of banknotes on the wooden tray held by the attendant.

"Good, straightforward. Xiao Wu, go get them." Xiang He's face revealed a smile. Five thousand taels, after deducting costs and profit sharing, he could still earn a thousand taels, which was more than his monthly stipend.

Lin Le also intentionally or unintentionally sat beside Xiang He. "Apothecary Xiang, I heard you also refine Essence Pills?"

Essence Pills were ninth-grade pills, specifically for the cultivation of Spiritual Platform cultivators.

"Yes, do you want some?" Xiang He asked.

"Of course, but do you have the right to sell them?" Lin Le inquired, taking out another stack of banknotes.

Xiang He glanced at the amount on the banknotes, and his smile grew even more pronounced. "As long as the price is high, anything can be discussed."

Lin Le leaned closer to Xiang He and opened his five fingers. "Look, do you have this amount?"

Xiang He looked, and just as he was about to say yes, his vision plunged into darkness.

The guards present were stunned. They watched as Lin Le leaned in, then exhaled, and a pair of swords pierced Xiang He's head, embedding themselves in the wall panel in the distance.

Lin Le peered inward at the thirteen points of killing karma he had just acquired, thinking to himself:

'Only the Second Layer? It seems he was only respected because he could refine pills.'

"You, you actually killed Apothecary Xiang!" a voice exclaimed, filled with both shock and anger.

Lin Le turned his head and saw the young attendant who had brought the medicine looking at him in disbelief.

Lin Le flicked his finger, and a speck of golden light shot out, directly shattering the attendant's head and simultaneously crushing the guard who had brought him in and was now trying to escape.

Grabbing his money, Lin Le poured all the medicine into his mouth.

Nowadays, low-grade pills like the Spirit Blood Pill wouldn't be converted into liquid by the Lotus divine ability. Instead, they would be directly refined into Blood Essence Treasure Liquid.

With a draw of his breath, the Yin-Yang Sword returned to his divine ability Inner Scenery, and Lin Le began to clear out the medicine manor.

He encountered the two Spiritual Platform cultivators midway.

However, the difference in their basic strength was too great, and Lin Le blew their heads off with a single shot each.

After finishing, Lin Le, as usual, asked Qingli to come out and clean up the medicine manor.

Looking at White Wind, Lin Le felt quite envious. With this divine ability, cleaning up battlefields in the future would be much more convenient.

"How should we deal with that Spiritual Spring Eye?" Qingli asked, looking at a small well in the hilly fields of the mountain.

"Can it be destroyed?" Lin Le asked.

"It can be, but I heard that damaging such a spiritual trace born from nature is something that greatly depletes one's fortune," Qingli said, shaking its head. "You'd best not destroy it."

"Alright," Lin Le said, stroking his chin. "But can we squeeze it a bit, so it can't recover for a few decades?"

"That can be done," Qingli nodded. "But after it's done, I want half. This isn't an easy task for me either."

"Deal," Lin Le agreed. It was like finding treasure, so he didn't mind sharing.

"Then I'm going to do it," Qingli said, stretching its body as much as possible towards the spiritual spring.

Only then did Lin Le get a clear look at Qingli's body. It was half white and half blue, with hints of green, looking exceptionally beautiful.

Without Qingli making any discernible movement, a small blue water ball suddenly rose from the spiritual spring.

Qingli brought the water ball back, a hint of fatigue on its face. "There's too much spiritual energy. You use your gourd to hold half of it."

"Okay," Lin Le said, taking out the gourd from his waist and absorbing half the water.

Qingli also swallowed the remaining half, and the fatigue on its face lessened considerably.