Resurrection, Wine Hero King's Invitation Letter

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Though death was fast approaching, there was not the slightest panic on Sleeping Elder's face. His gaze was tranquil; he had already seen through life and death, and knew no fear.

"Senior, there's no need to lose heart. To be honest, I am an alchemy master. I possess ancient pill formulas—healing your injuries would be as easy as turning over my hand. We only need to gather some medicinal ingredients." Seeing that things were going badly, Chu Yun hurriedly consoled Sleeping Elder, encouraging him.

"Hehehe, so what if you have ancient pill formulas? In today's Star Continent, where could one find medicinal ingredients from the ancient age?" The old man was profoundly wise and immediately struck at the heart of the matter. "No matter, no matter. I've lived this long; it is time for death to come. Like fallen leaves returning to their roots, like fallen blossoms turning to mud."

He knew that setting up this formation would bring a backlash from heaven's secrets. But he had no other choice. Only an expert like him could establish such a formation. If he wanted someone else's help, the Divination Immortal would have to act. Unfortunately, the Divination Immortal's whereabouts were elusive. Who knew when they might contact him—perhaps in the year of the monkey and month of the horse. Before then, Sleeping Elder might be struck dead by a lightning tribulation, or murdered by that mysterious person.

"I gambled once more, but alas, I lost. Compared to the great Dao of heaven, human strength truly is too insignificant. Even Zhuge Wenhou back then, heh..." The old man spoke no further. He closed his eyes, ready to welcome death's arrival.

Chu Yun lowered his head and remained silent. What Sleeping Elder had done was an immense kindness