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Li Xiuwen nodded. "If you need any, Sister Lao, I have plenty." She had treated him well. He ought to show his gratitude.

He had ten Blood-Coagulating Elixirs.

They might not be enough for him to condense twelve Blood Seeds.

But they should be enough to see him through Dragon Rising and break into the Four Paths.

Sister Lao shook her head. "What would I do with those? If you want to use the Yin-Horse Zhi, you'll need an Alchemy Master. Do you know one?"

Li Xiuwen shook his head. "Do you know someone, Sister Lao?"

He had asked around. Tiger Hall had an Alchemy Master: Dan Toulao, deputy gate master of the Tiger-Crane Double-Form Gate. He came from a family of physicians, and his ancestors were said to have been Healing-Pot Martial Artists of Butterfly Immortal Valley.

Butterfly Immortal Valley was a Martial Way power of the Great Ying Dynasty. Rumor placed it in a secluded paradise somewhere in the Eastern Sea. It was the sworn enemy of the Five Poisons Cult, which held the Wumeng Scripture. Though the Five Poisons Cult also practiced medicine, poison was its specialty; Butterfly Immortal Valley excelled at refining elixirs and saving lives.

Alchemy Masters who had truly mastered their craft were called:

Healing-Pot Martial Artists!

It was another prestigious Martial Way profession.

It stood alongside Yin-Yang Martial Artists and Weapon-Casting Martial Artists.

Members of all three professions were wealthy enough to dominate a region.

Elixirs and Divine Weapons were necessities!

Elixirs especially—every Martial Artist needed them.

By comparison, Tomb Raiders like Li Xiuwen might have money, but their work was hardly respectable. Among the three major Martial Way professions, they did not quite belong on the same stage.

Of course, if a Tomb Raider advanced to become a Yin-Yang Martial Artist,

that