The Ancient Flame Clan and the Heaven Rain Clan's Entanglement

Ye Fan listened to the figure's question and replied in a deep voice, "We came here to cure the Porcelain Spirit Ghost Vine poison within her. Do you have any way to counteract and neutralize it?"

Although Ye Fan had learned of the cure for the Porcelain Spirit Ghost Vine within that Medicine Dao space, nearly all the methods recorded in those medicinal tomes required specially made medicine cauldrons. They either called for something like the Pi Yuan Cauldron or the local Spiral Cauldron that had already been lost to the Floating Sand Ancient Kingdom.

Furthermore, even if they found a suitable medicine cauldron, aside from the Six-Winged Sand Cicada, which still circulated among present-day alchemists, the Bauhinia Water Lily Seed and millennium-old Flame Crystal Water Ginseng required by the recorded remedies were both treasures with a price but no market, exceedingly rare and difficult to find.

If they truly had to begin with such an impossibly difficult cure, Ruo Shui's chances of survival would likely be slim.

Precisely because he knew how difficult it was, Ye Fan had tried to probe the figure's words. If they could find a more direct and convenient treatment, that would naturally be the best possible outcome.

After falling silent for a moment, the figure said, "If my Ancient Flame Clan still existed, this poison would not be difficult to neutralize. But now, to cure it, I fear you can only find the Heaven Rain Clan. I simply do not know whether they still possess the antidote my clan offered them back then."

"The Heaven Rain Clan?" Ye Fan, Tang Yuan, and the others were all startled, delight filling their eyes.

While Lu Feng was astonished, he was even more curious about the word "offered."

It seemed the relationship between the Ancient Flame Clan