Chapter 308: Medicine Dispensing

Meanwhile, Luo Xingnan fought with desperate resolve, no longer holding back the power of his precious talisman. The silver blade glowed brightly, and a dazzling silver streak, several *zhang* long, instantly appeared in the air.

Suddenly, a flood dragon spirit manifested around Qin Sang, causing his speed to surge. His figure twisted abruptly, narrowly dodging the surprise attack. He grunted softly as his body flew diagonally outwards.

His hand clutched his right chest, which was stained with blood. Qin Sang had used his body as bait, relying on the Nine Dragons Heavenly Chariot Talisman to dodge the silver blade's fatal blow at the last moment. Despite this, his right chest was still grazed by the blade's energy, resulting in a severe injury. Fortunately, the secret talisman was fast enough, leaving his vital points unharmed. Being injured was far better than dying.

Inside the Ten Directions Yama Formation, Shangguan Lifeng's vision was completely obscured by ghostly energy. Moreover, Qin Sang was using the identity of Daoist Qingfeng, so even if Shangguan Lifeng discovered the Nine Dragons Heavenly Chariot Talisman, there was no need to worry much.

The silver blade's sudden attack failed. Its aura trembled slightly, and it was about to continue pursuing Qin Sang when it abruptly transformed back into a talisman paper in mid-air, drifting downwards. The talisman paper was covered in crisscrossing cracks; it was only slightly better than the Ruyi Jade Talisman's state just now and looked like it could be used at most one or two more times. Luo Xingnan had possessed the Silver Blade Talisman for a considerable time. Once a precious talisman's power was depleted, it couldn't be replenished, and although he had always used it sparingly, it was still almost exhausted.

Qin Sang used spiritual power to retrieve the talisman, hastily sealed his wound, swept to the front of the Ten Directions Yama Formation, and caught Shangguan Lifeng, who was falling due to exhaustion. At the same time, the main spirit of the Yama Banner carried Luo Xingnan's corpse in its mouth and ran over with a fawning expression.

Luo Xingnan's body was covered in intersecting sword and blade wounds, his heart pulverized by sword qi. He had breathed his last. Even in death, his eyes were wide with rage, unable to rest in peace. He couldn't believe he would die here.

His sea of qi was intact; he could still be made into a fiend corpse. Qin Sang secretly nodded, tidied up Luo Xingnan's corpse slightly, and put it into his mustard seed bag. According to the records of the "Heavenly Yin Corpse Art," the strength of a fiend corpse was closely related to the cultivation of the cultivator before death. A fiend corpse made from the body of a Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivator would be significantly stronger than his previous fiend corpses.

Recalling the battle just now, Qin Sang's heart still pounded with tension. Although he had an eighty percent certainty of success, the actual execution was still incredibly dangerous. Luo Xingnan also possessed a precious talisman, and having seen Qin Sang use the Ruyi Jade Talisman, he would definitely be on guard. It would have been impossible to kill him with just one precious talisman or the Ten Directions Yama Banner alone. If both were used, Qin Sang's spiritual power would struggle to sustain them for too long, making it difficult to forcibly kill Luo Xingnan, who was protected by a precious talisman. Therefore, Qin Sang devised a strategy, willing to take great risks. Fortunately, it succeeded.

Qin Sang did not immediately put away the Ten Directions Yama Banner. Instead, he ordered all the main spirits to return to the ghost banner and then concealed it. Shangguan Lifeng watched Qin Sang manipulate the demonic artifact but asked no questions.

Sweeping back to the cave entrance, Qin Sang instructed Shangguan Lifeng to recuperate, while he himself endured his injuries, hid at the cave entrance, and vigilantly watched the outside. Some time passed, and it remained calm and peaceful.

"It seems the White-Robed Scholar has left," Qin Sang secretly nodded. This person was indeed not greedy; otherwise, he might have stayed to play the fisherman. Of course, he wouldn't have let him succeed.

This place was not suitable for a prolonged stay. Qin Sang waved his hand, recalling the Ten Directions Yama Banner, and swept back into the cave, finding Yun Youzi sitting cross-legged. Although still very weak, he was much better than before. Hearing Qin Sang's words, Yun Youzi and Shangguan Lifeng both agreed. The three of them went against the expected route and flew directly deeper into the ancient immortal battlefield.

Soon after they left, inside the cave abode, the Grand Offering Hall suddenly began to vibrate, emitting strange waves of fluctuation. People throughout the cave abode sensed the fluctuations and collectively looked up towards the mountaintop, their expressions a mix of surprise and uncertainty. Immediately after, a rainbow light suddenly burst out of the Grand Hall, followed by the enraged roar of the Hooked Serpent. Everyone knew that a change had occurred in the Grand Offering Hall. This location was special and held extraordinary significance; if a rare treasure were to emerge, it would certainly be something astonishing. In an instant, except for those who had already entered the Spiritual Treasure Pavilion, everyone else scrambled to fly towards the Grand Offering Hall. Countless streaks of escape light, like scattered fireflies, converged at the mountaintop, forming a spectacular sight.

None of this concerned Qin Sang and his companions anymore. After moving far away from Qiu Hong City, they finally found a secluded spot. All three of them were injured, and this place was deep within the ancient immortal battlefield and fraught with dangers, so they needed to recover quickly.

Among them, Qin Sang's injuries were the lightest. After taking a few spiritual pills and meditating while circulating his cultivation technique, the effects of his injuries were significantly reduced within a short time. Shangguan Lifeng's most severe injury was his severed left arm; other than that, he was mostly fine. His main issue was a depleted sea of qi, and he would recover around the same time as Qin Sang. Only Yun Youzi, despite meditating for so long, showed little improvement. The price he paid for activating the Flawless Pearl was far greater than Qin Sang had imagined.

Yun Youzi opened his eyes, the fatigue in them slightly lessened. He said with a hint of helplessness, "This old Daoist probably needs a few years of quiet recuperation to recover from this loss. During this time, I won't be able to refine spiritual pills for Brother Qin. Otherwise, rashly opening the furnace would greatly reduce the success rate, needlessly wasting this hard-earned Profound-Patterned Solomon's Seal."

"Senior, there's no need to rush..."

Matters concerning one's foundation weren't critically urgent for now; a few years earlier or later wouldn't make much difference. Qin Sang said, then suddenly remembered something. He took out Ge Yuan's and Luo Xingnan's mustard seed bags, retrieved three spiritual herbs from within, and placed them before him. "Among these three spiritual herbs, are there any that could help Senior recover from his injuries?"

Yun Youzi repeatedly shook his head. "How could I! Although this old Daoist didn't see it with his own eyes, Brother Qin's battle to kill Luo Xingnan must have been extremely perilous; one misstep, and the consequences would have been dire! These were obtained by Brother Qin with his life on the line; this old Daoist cannot take them."

Qin Sang disagreed. "Without Senior heavily injuring the Human-Headed Owl and startling away the Hooked Serpent, this junior would not have even had the chance to fight Luo Xingnan and would have already perished in the maw of a demonic beast. Senior, you wouldn't want this junior to be an ungrateful person, would you? And Fellow Daoist Shangguan also contributed. Three spiritual herbs, perfectly even shares."

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Lifeng also unhesitatingly refused his share of the spiritual herbs. Qin Sang found himself between laughter and tears. He never would have thought that thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, sought after by everyone and for which countless cultivators would fight to the death, were now being passed back and forth by the three of them. As for Qin Sang himself, he was already content with acquiring the Profound-Patterned Solomon's Seal; getting another one would be an unexpected bonus. He wasn't so greedy as to claim all three spiritual herbs for himself.

"This..." Yun Youzi tried to decline again, but seeing Qin Sang's resolute expression, he reluctantly accepted. He pointed to the Misty Smoke Herb. "This Misty Smoke Herb doesn't need to be refined into a pill; directly absorbing and consuming it will have an effect. A thousand-year-old Misty Smoke Herb is truly rare. Its age is sufficient, and its medicinal efficacy far surpasses ordinary Misty Smoke Herb. If nothing unexpected happens, it should allow this old Daoist to recover at least two years earlier."

Hearing this, Qin Sang nodded, closed the jade box containing the Misty Smoke Herb, and handed it to Yun Youzi.