True Essence Blood Refining Pill! Heading to the Ghost Market!

"Weakness is the original sin! I must constantly become stronger! Advance by any means necessary! Until I can completely control my own destiny!"

After taking a long detour, it was already pitch black by the time he returned home.

Lu Longjing and Lu Cheng were waiting for him at the table to eat. Seeing the dusty Lu Yuan, Lu Longjing casually asked, "Where did you go? You're back so late?"

"I went out of the city to handle some matters."

Lu Longjing found it strange, "You practice martial arts all day, what matters do you need to handle?"

Lu Yuan smiled and served himself food.

"Xiao Yuan, you should go out of the city less recently. The village at the foot of Black Dang Mountain was wiped out, not a single soul left." Seeing that he didn't answer, Lu Longjing didn't press further.

His son had grown up and had his own secrets.

Besides, his son's martial arts were progressing so quickly; he could no longer see through him.

Lu Longjing had a premonition that his son's meteoric rise was not far off.

"An entire village was wiped out??"

Lu Cheng, with his mouth full of food, forgot to chew and gaped in astonishment.

"Which scoundrel did this? How dare they be so audacious? An entire village was killed, why is there no reaction from the government?"

Lu Longjing shook his head, "The government? As long as it doesn't reach the city, the government couldn't be bothered to care. Anyway, they are just commoners who died, not the powerful or wealthy. They're dead, so they're dead."

"I heard it's related to the Taiping Sect," Lu Yuan said vaguely.

Lu Cheng exclaimed, "The Taiping Sect, that's the sect that claims talisman water can cure illnesses? I heard quite a lot of common folk believe in it."

"Whether the talisman water cures illnesses is true or not, we should try to avoid contact with people from the Taiping Sect. This kind of sect is too much like a cult!"

Lu Yuan marveled inwardly.

As expected, the older the ginger, the spicier it is. Although Lu Cheng was more experienced than his peers, he was still much younger than his father, the old fox. He had hit the nail on the head by pointing out that the Taiping Sect was a cult.

After dinner, the servant cleared the dishes. Lu Longjing gave Lu Yuan a look, and Lu Yuan understood, following him into the study.

"Take a look."

Lu Longjing tossed a piece of parchment at him.

"What is this?"

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly scanned it, guessing it might be a prescription.

"True Essence Blood Refining Pill recipe."

Lu Longjing said.

"A pill recipe??"

Lu Yuan was shocked: "Father, where did you get this pill recipe? You weren't scammed, were you?"

The preciousness of pills far exceeded medicinal soups and liquids by hundreds of times, and their effects were naturally far superior to liquids and soups.

What Lu Yuan had been soaking in before was an external medicinal liquid, and the internal medicine was a medicinal soup.

Medicinal soups and liquids were roughly the same in preciousness, only their uses differed.

Simply simmering medicinal materials, drying them, and kneading them into pills was not called a pill, but a medicinal paste.

The materials for refining pills were not just medicinal materials, but also various strange and exotic things.

For example, metals, beast bones, Demon Hearts...

Lu Longjing glanced at him: "Our Lu family has been in the medicinal materials business for generations, supporting so many alchemists, do you think they are just for show? Besides, do you think your father is so easily fooled? Don't worry, this pill recipe is genuine!"

"How much did it cost?"

Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh at his father's love, which always surprised him without him realizing it.

"Not much."

Lu Longjing said lightly.

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"How much is 'not much'?"

"Fifty-five thousand taels of silver."

Lu Longjing smiled: "Anyway, this money was almost picked up, spending it on you is worth it."

Lu Yuan's heart warmed: "Father, this money will not be wasted."

"However, most of the materials for this pill recipe are relatively common, but a few are very rare. I will try my best to help you find them, and you should also pay attention."

Holding the pill recipe, Lu Yuan felt as if the parchment weighed a thousand pounds.

The Lu family's savings over the years had basically turned into this pill recipe.

Although the Lu family had been doing business for many years, before Lu Longjing took charge, the business was not large, and they did not have much savings.

It was only after Lu Longjing took charge that it gradually grew, eventually surpassing Li Yong and becoming the largest medicine merchant in Lingbao County.

Fifty-five thousand taels had the purchasing power of fifty to sixty million in the previous life in Great Sheng.

Of course, the Lu family's wealth wasn't just fifty to sixty million; that was merely their savings.

The entire Lu family, when converted to wealth, was worth about two to three hundred million.

No wonder they said, "Poor culture, rich martial arts." A single pill recipe cost fifty to sixty million.

"True Essence Blood Refining Pill..."

He returned to his room and carefully read through the pill recipe.

It recorded the specific effects, the required materials, and the method of refinement.

The finished True Essence Blood Refining Pill contained vast Primordial Qi, could greatly replenish vital blood, and also cleanse and condense Qi and Blood.

Its effects were exceptionally extraordinary.

Truly talented individuals with a background, behind their martial arts advancement, besides their own aptitude, also required immense resources.

The assistance of elixirs was the most crucial resource.

Based on Lu Yuan's own understanding, some heaven-defying elixirs could allow a Martial Artist to directly break through a bottleneck.

For example, a Martial Artist with Qi and Blood like a Tiger could, after consuming such an elixir, directly reach Qi and Blood like an Elephant.

Zhang Zhi said he had once heard of a young master from a great world who, upon birth, was placed under high expectations. His father sought the 'Great Return Pill' and 'Fetus Changing Pill' from a Martial Dao Grandmaster for the newborn son to consume.

Either of these two elixirs here was priceless.

This "priceless" wasn't an exaggeration but a concrete value.

If the Great Return Pill was given to a Martial Dao Master, it could increase their Qi and Blood by sixty years. The Fetus Changing Pill was even more sought after by those with Blood Qi like a Dragon for breaking through bottlenecks.

"Mithril, Snow Fox Heart Blood... these two materials are the rarest, almost impossible to find through normal channels... Right! The Ghost Market!!"

Lu Yuan remembered hearing people talk about the Ghost Market during his second time attending an auction.

The Ghost Market wasn't a place solely inhabited by ghosts as legends claimed, but rather an underground market where goods were a mixed bag. Some had dubious origins, some were rare treasures, and some were outright fakes meant to deceive.

When people spoke of the Ghost Market, it was because: first, the market had "ghosts" – fake goods, items with unknown origins, and illegal items were abundant.

Second, the "Ghost Market" opened before dawn and dispersed as soon as the sky brightened, vanishing like mist blown away by the morning wind. No one organized it, and no one managed it. It was like wild onions in a barren field; no one knew how they grew there or how they grew so large.

Lu Yuan happened to find out the location of the largest Ghost Market in Taikang Prefecture.

Perhaps he could search the Ghost Market for Mithril and Snow Fox Heart Blood.

After greeting his father and elder brother, Lu Yuan immediately mounted his horse and headed for the Ghost Market.

The Ghost Market was about three to four hundred li from Lingbao County, located in the border area between Taikang Prefecture and an adjacent prefecture. It was a bit of a no-man's-land, which was why it had existed for so many years.

Perhaps it was an unspoken agreement.

Whether they were important figures or ordinary people, everyone had things that were inconvenient to handle and needed to be bought and sold in the Ghost Market.

Before setting out, Lu Yuan had disguised himself.

This time, he didn't wear a mask but applied makeup. He attached a full beard to his chin and made his skin sallow. Unless someone knew him exceptionally well, outsiders would absolutely find it difficult to equate him with Lu Yuan.

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