The Tragic State of Medicine King Valley

Actually, for Medicine King Valley as it was now, the mere arrival of an outsider was the greatest surprise of all. Why would they care whether he was deceiving them?

After all, anyone who could make it through the encirclement proved that he possessed formidable strength.

Such a person ought to have a way to save Medicine King Valley from its plight.

That was why these medicine apprentices did not care whether Jiang Liu was truly Uncle Hai's disciple. They simply dragged him off to find Uncle Hai.

Jiang Liu and Gongsun Haoyue followed the medicine apprentices along the valley road until they reached a vast complex of buildings.

The enormous complex before them looked incomparably ancient and simple. Countless low buildings stood connected together.

On the huge plaza before the complex, rows upon rows of alchemy furnaces had been set out.

These alchemy furnaces were probably provided by Medicine King Valley for its alchemy apprentices to use in their studies.

Judging from the number of buildings and the alchemy furnaces across the plaza, it was clear how prosperous and magnificent Medicine King Valley had once been.

But now, even the alchemy furnaces on the plaza had gone uncleared.

From this, it was plain to see how devastating a blow Medicine King Valley had suffered.

As Jiang Liu and Gongsun Haoyue approached the alchemy plaza, faint medicinal fragrances drifted up from the alchemy furnaces.

Moreover, wisps of the rich medicinal scent of Natural Treasures floated through the air.

Suddenly, a particular fragrance caught Jiang Liu's attention.

The Saintly Sky Art vitality within his body had stirred.

The moment those medicine apprentices entered the alchemy plaza, they immediately began running toward the building complex, shouting as they went, "Master Hai, someone claiming to be your disciple has come to see you."