"Who goes there? Who dares to break into Spirit Medicine Valley at night?!"
Just then, a stern shout rang out from within the valley. Several Blood-Clad Guards rushed out, led by a middle-aged man whose aura was condensed and profound. His burning gaze was fixed on Qin He and the other.
"It's me—Deacon Lu." Qin He stepped forward and said with a smile.
The middle-aged man's gaze sharpened. "You? Black Nest?"
"Apologies for disturbing you with this late-night visit," Qin He said in a muffled voice.
"Black Nest, our clan's laws state that Spirit Medicine Valley receives no visitors at night. Please leave at once. If you have business, return after dawn." The middle-aged man's tone softened slightly, but he was still keeping them at arm's length.
Heaven gave birth to all things: birds and beasts became demons, mayflies and grass became spirits, mountains and rivers, earth and stone became monsters.
Spirit medicines absorbed Moon Yin Essence, and nighttime was when they grew. They could not be disturbed. Thus, the more precious the medicinal treasure, the more strictly this rule was observed.
"I naturally know the laws, but there is a reason for this. I came for the Holy Son. Please, let us speak aside." Qin He looked somewhat grave.
"The Holy Son?" The middle-aged man's expression changed at once. Even the few bird feathers remaining beneath his cheeks from his transformation trembled.
Then Qin He pulled the middle-aged man aside and muttered a few words to him.
The middle-aged man frowned deeply for quite a while before turning and ordering the Blood-Clad Guards at the entrance, "Let those two in. This matter is top secret and must not be spread."
"Yes."
The Blood-Clad Guards answered and moved aside from the valley entrance. A ripple spread through the air, as