Qin Jiuxiao: "Let me see how my luck is these days."

"Helpful objects?"

Qin Jiuxiao's gaze shifted slightly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes:

"Could it be that this is my own destiny?"

At that moment, he spoke up and asked:

What is it?

As soon as the words were spoken, the voice replied:

"It's an unopened ancient medicine box labeled 'Soul-Strengthening Demonic Pill,' but whether it actually contains one is still unknown."

"The Li Clan's visit is to invite the young master to open it and take a look himself."

An antique medicine box?

Qin Jiuxiao's eyes flickered slightly.

He had heard of this thing; it often lasted a long time, but whether the pills inside could be preserved well was a matter of luck.

The Soul-Strengthening Demonic Pill is exactly what I desperately need right now.

If I could obtain it, I would be able to resume my cultivation as soon as possible, and I wouldn't have to be so anxious.

How many?

Qin Jiuxiao asked another question.

"Only one," the voice replied.

"One?" Qin Jiuxiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

I've never opened it, so I don't know if anything inside is usable.

You only have one chance.

"But it's just right," Qin Jiuxiao said softly.

"Let me see how my luck is these days."

The series of events that have occurred recently have made him wonder if there's something wrong with his luck.

Everything was fine for so many years, but now it's as if fate has abandoned us.

Now is the perfect opportunity to verify this.

If one still has the luck, even if there's only one chance, one will still be able to obtain the Soul-Strengthening Demonic Pill!

"Let him wait. I'll be there in a bit."

He uttered a sentence, then Qin Jiuxiao got up and walked outside.

Instead of rushing over, they went to find the Holy Lord and the Elders.

Seeing something firsthand is always more convincing than hearing it from someone else.

Once I unleash the Soul-Strengthening Demonic Pill, I can prove to them that my luck is still intact.

Killing two birds with one stone.

If it can't be opened...

The fact that the Holy Lord and the elders came over in such a grand manner suggests that the Li Clan was making a fool of everyone.

Since it was a prank, something should be offered as compensation.

Ultimately, it has to be in one's own interest.

Ultimately, he was a quasi-saint, and also possessed the reputation of the Soul-Strengthening Demonic Pill.

Although Huang Qianzhou was still troubled by the previous events at the Holy Land, Qin Jiuxiao and his disciples were, after all, the future of the Holy Land, and they still needed to be taken seriously.

Therefore, he has come in person now.

In addition, there are several elders, including one who is skilled in Dao of Medicine.

In a short while, several figures walked towards the guest hall.

"Holy Lord, Elders."

Upon seeing the group of people approaching, Li Zhen quickly bowed, his expression subtly changing as he lowered his head, feeling a chill run down his spine.

What's going on?

For such a trivial matter, even the Holy Lord came in person?

Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?

For a moment, he felt a pang of regret.

His original plan was to give the job to Qin Jiuxiao himself, and if he succeeded, he would then use it to solidify their relationship; if not, then so be it.

But then I suddenly realized that the Ma Clan's approach was actually quite clever.

If the medicine actually works, using it to solidify the relationship would be a waste; it's better to keep it for yourself in case of unforeseen circumstances.

If it can't be opened, then it's truly gone.

Such a trade-off is extreme and makes it difficult to determine the right course of action.

After much thought...

Do the same thing.

Letting Qin Jiuxiao drive it himself not only strengthens the relationship, but also provides an opportunity to praise him, which might have an even better effect.

Even if it doesn't turn into a lottery, my actions are enough to show that I'm enthusiastic and not completely unsuccessful.

But given the current situation...

Unexpected.

As an elder of middling status within the Holy Land, he was very clear about this.

Such a grand mobilization.

If you don't get anything out of the box, it's not just a matter of losing face.

"We can only hope that Qin Jiuxiao can prescribe a pill that still has some effect."

Li Zhen took a deep breath and thought to himself.

"I already know why you're here, let's get started."

Huang Yunya spoke up, getting straight to the point.

Li Zhen nodded and took out a beautifully packaged gift box.

The gift box was opened, and inside was the ancient medicine box that Ma Yunteng had given him.

"It hasn't been opened yet."

An elder looked over and nodded slightly.

Once the ancient medicine box is opened, it loses its effectiveness, but it can be detected by using one's mental focus.

"Judging from the appearance of this medicine box, quite some time has passed," an elder skilled in Dao of Medicine remarked.

"The longer it takes, the less likely it is to yield a useful pill. The chances of finding one in front of us are not very high."

The medicinal power fluctuations of pills stored in ancient medicine boxes are suppressed. For most people, it's impossible to say whether the pills will be effective before opening them.

It is all too common for pills to turn to ashes or to exist only in form.

Of course, it's not entirely without any trace.

Those who frequently open antique boxes can usually spot some differences based on their experience, thus gaining an early advantage.

But where would they find so many ancient medicine boxes these days? Besides, given their status, it wouldn't be worth the trouble. They could simply open them and find out.

"The Soul-Strengthening Demonic Pill is quite valuable; obtaining one would be a truly joyous occasion, but there's only one..."

The elder didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was self-evident.

Huang Yunya didn't speak, but only glanced at the ancient medicine box.

To be honest, he used to really believe in Qin Jiuxiao's luck.

But that was in the past.

Looking back on Qin Jiuxiao's experiences over the past year, it doesn't seem like he's had much good luck.

They thought they had almost found the Void Transformation Fruit, but then they encountered the Devil Race.

At first glance, going to the Heavenly Azure Ruins seemed like obtaining the ruins, but it resulted in losing the Sacred Artifact, the Needle Plate, and also brought trouble upon the Dongfang Clan.

If it weren't for a precious teleportation talisman, I would have been killed by the powerful members of the Dongfang Clan when I went to the Flower Spirit Sect.

If Fang Ling hadn't discovered Qin Jiuxiao's presence at the Azure Cloud Sect in time, his soul would probably have been devoured, leaving him with a body but a dead soul.

Given all these factors, it wouldn't be accurate to say they lacked good fortune.

If you weren't lucky, these things alone would have been enough to kill you several times over.

To be honest, even the tallest among the short is still a dwarf.

Upon closer reflection, Huang Yunya felt even more agitated.

There's always this feeling that all those years of nurturing have suddenly turned out to be a waste of time and effort.

In contrast, Luo Zhen stands out without any contrast.

Perhaps, as Elder Xuan said, Qin Jiuxiao's fortune has run its course, and the Holy Land's fortune is now headed towards Luo Zhen.

This ancient medicine box is probably from the Dongfang Clan that has been completely shaved—it's practically hairless.

As Huang Yunya was thinking about this.

Qin Jiuxiao took a deep breath and picked up the ancient medicine box.

He deliberately turned to the side so that everyone present could see him.

Once everyone's attention was focused on the medicine box, he slowly channeled his power and pried it open.

"Click."

With a crisp click, the medicine box was opened.

Brush.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light shone from within.