Chapter Ninety-two Master Medicine

  Han Zhang did not get angry, extremely calm and composed, poured himself a cup of tea, brushed aside the white hair scattered on his face, and took a light sip from the teacup.

  At this moment, Ye Fan had a chilling feeling.

  Elder Han's fingers were like iron bars, dry and withered, with only a layer of old skin covering the bones. When his white hair was lifted, the lower jaw that was exposed made one's flesh creep, like a crumpled up piece of waste paper, extremely wrinkled and without luster. What made people feel even more horrified was that his shriveled lips revealed a blackened dental bed and teeth, without any hint of blood or vitality, and even his tongue had withered away.

  "Come with me." Han Zhang took a sip of tea, gently put down the teacup, and said slowly, his voice devoid of any vitality.

  Ye Fan really wanted to take out the Golden Book, but he didn't dare to act rashly, because he deeply knew that the gap in strength between cultivators of different realms was too great.

  "Han Changlao, aren't you afraid of heavenly retribution for doing this? You're treating a living person as medicine to refine, and even if it's your fellow disciple, they probably won't tolerate you..." Ye Fan said while thinking of a countermeasure. If he fell into the opponent's hands, it would be more terrifying than death itself.

  "I've been prepared for this, no one will ever know about all of this." Elder Han sat quietly across the table like a withered log, his calmness making him appear even more ominous and frightening.

  Ye Fan took out the jade pendant that Wu Qingfeng had given him and said: "If you kill me, Elder Wu will know about it."

  Elder Han lightly pointed a finger, and a sinister aura pressed in, the jade pendant "crashed" into pieces, the icy chill lingering for a long time.

  Han Changlao said calmly, "This place is over a thousand miles away from the Lingxu Cave Heaven. Even if I were to shatter the jade pendant right in front of you, Wu Qingfeng wouldn't have any perception." He smiled gloomily and continued, "As it turns out, you're quite cautious. Back then, when I lightly patted you on the back in the ruins, I secretly left a mark on you, planning to capture you later. But unexpectedly, you took a step ahead and escaped, leaving my range of perception, until today when I finally found you."

  "You're such an old codger..."

  "It's time for us to leave." Elder Han stood up, and the people in the building scattered to make way for him.

  Ye Fan was as agile as a leopard and wanted to escape from the window.

  "Why bother with such useless things?" Elder Han stretched out his dry palm, and with a burst of great strength, pulled him back down the stairs.

  Different boundaries are like a chasm, fundamentally impossible to cross. Ye Fan's heart suddenly cooled down, the other side had him trapped, unable to exert even a bit of strength.

  After arriving outside the city, Han Zhanglao muttered to himself: "First go visit an old friend, he had promised to collect a certain spiritual medicine for me, calculating the time is almost up, now that the main medicine has been found, it's time to return and refine the medicine in the cauldron."

  Ye Fan gazed up at the sky without making a sound, searching for the silhouette of the Jiang family's knights. He would rather be killed by the Jiang family than die from being refined into medicine alive.

  It was already half a day past, and when the sun was about to set, Elder Han brought Ye Fan out in a mountain range, almost reaching their destination.

  "Where is the Knight of the Jiang family...?" Ye Fan was getting anxious.

  "An old friend has come to visit..." Elder Han's voice boomed towards the front of a mountain valley, rolling sound waves crashing and echoing in the mountains.

  Just then, a shadowy figure appeared on the horizon, rushing towards here. The knights of the Jiang family had been searching around the area and were attracted by the sound, finally appearing.

  That knight was extremely powerful, emitting a terrifying killing intent and war spirit. His entire body was covered in armor as he rode a ferocious beast, charging down with a fierce battle cry, whipping up a wild gust of wind that snapped the surrounding grasses and trees.

  "Who is it?" Elder Han pulled Ye Fan back.

  At the same time, an old man with white hair and a gloomy complexion walked out of the valley, who didn't look like a good person at all.

  "Leave this young man behind!" The knight of the Jiang family's voice was cold and detached, scanning Han Zhanglao and the old man who had walked out of the valley.

  Han Changlao felt the other's power, but he would never give up on Ye Fan. Shouting at the old man rushing towards the valley mouth, "Come quickly and help me!"

  "Hiss"

  The Jiang family's knight made a swift move, and a bloody crescent slashed down from the sky. It was a blood-colored iron halberd that burst with blood light, and it was unknown how many cultivators' fresh blood had been drunk. It emitted a terrifying energy fluctuation.

  "when"

  Han Zhanglao took out a green wooden ruler, which shone with a blue light as he charged forward, but was immediately knocked flying. He stumbled backwards, pulling Ye Fan along at high speed towards the valley entrance.

  At this moment, the old man of Taniguchi also took action, taking out a copper mirror and shining it forward. The mirror surface emitted a dazzling light, shooting towards the knights of the Jiang family.

  "Hehehe"

  At the same time, Han Zhanglao took out twelve green wooden swords, drew mysterious trajectories, sealed off all directions and trapped that knight in the middle.

  "A trivial skill!" The knight showed no fear, urging his mount to leap into the air and avoid the reflection of the copper mirror. His crimson halberd swept aside twelve green wooden swords.

  "This man is too powerful, don't leave any room for mercy, find a way to get rid of him!" Han Chang shouted anxiously, and at the same time sealed off Ye Fan and threw him into the valley.

  Bang

  Ye Fan fell to the ground, not daring to delay for a moment, quickly operating the mysterious method recorded in the "Tao Jing" to impact the seal. Fortunately, Han Changlao hastily made his move and didn't know Ye Fan's details, so the sealing technique was simple, and the "Tao Jing" mysterious method broke through the seal soon after it started.

  "You can fight to the death, it's best if you both perish!" Ye Fan arrived at the deepest part of the mountain valley and climbed up the steep cliff to leave. He quickly rushed out of the mountains, and when he saw a vast river, without any hesitation, he directly plunged into it with a loud splash.

  He sank into the great river, and didn't know how many miles he rushed out, until the starry sky appeared, Ye Fan got ashore. In the desolate wilderness, there was no human smoke, he rested for a moment, and then walked towards the distance with big strides.

  Half an hour later, the lights in front of us were shining brightly, and we were not too far from a town.

  "Heh heh heh......" Suddenly, a chilling and eerie laughter came from behind.

  Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, without looking back, he sprinted forward. However, the eerie cold laughter seemed to come from afar and near, like an owl wailing in the night, constantly surrounding him.

  "Old stick, you're really lucky!" Ye Fan stopped in his tracks, realizing he couldn't escape after all.

  In the darkness, Han Chang's gaunt figure appeared like a ghost, his left arm severed, hair disheveled, and covered in blood, resembling an evil spirit on this dark night.

  Ye Fan felt a chill run from head to toe, his whole body emitting cold air. This old thing wasn't killed by the knights of the Jiang family, now he was completely in a desperate situation!

  "My poor old friend was hacked to pieces, I barely escaped with my life..." Han Changlao's voice was icy and menacing, like a malevolent spirit gnashing its teeth.

  "He didn't spare your life, what a pity." Ye Fan teased.

  Elder Han's eyes shot out two cold rays of light, silently floating forward, his withered body emitting a breath of death.

  Ye Fan thought that when the distance was sufficient, he would take out the golden book and make a desperate blow. However, he didn't even have the chance. A green light illuminated the night sky, like a ghostly fire, enveloping him and sealing his movements. In the darkness, Han Changlao's body, as stiff as a wooden stake, pressed forward, his white hair flying wildly, revealing a withered face that looked extremely ferocious and frightening, with two eye sockets gleaming with a faint, eerie light.

  "I love the vibrant life, your body is full of vitality, I think fresh blood must be very sweet..." Han Changlao grabbed Ye Fan's arm and took off into the sky.

  Ye Fan's heart had completely cooled down, after all the hard work and suffering, escaping for so many days, in the end he still couldn't escape death.

  "I've left a mark on you, you can't escape!" A green light burst out from Han Changlao's body, enveloping Ye Fan as he vanished into the horizon.

  He did not return to the Lingxu Cave Heaven, but instead brought Ye Fan to a desolate mountain ridge in Yandi, entering deep into the belly of the mountain from a stone cave on the cliff.

  "Don't be afraid, death is not painful..." Elder Han's eyes flickered with a terrifying light.

  The cave inside the mountain was very deep, with a string of bright pearls embedded along the way, and it wasn't dark at all. Han Zhanglao carried Ye Fan quickly to a spacious stone room, where the scent of medicinal herbs wafted through the air, and there were more than a dozen large medicine cauldrons inside, all over a meter high, carved with intricate patterns, very ancient.

  "Finally gathered all the spiritual medicine, hahaha..." Han Changlao burst out laughing, his voice extremely unpleasant to hear, like a fierce ghost wailing, making one's scalp feel numb.

  In the stone room, apart from the medicine cauldron, there were also over a dozen medicine cabinets placed around. As Elder Han opened them one by one, waves of fragrance wafted up to his nose.

  "Look what I've prepared for you, they're all priceless elixirs!" He opened a wooden box, and suddenly revealed a lotus seed as big as a pigeon egg, black and translucent, like a piece of jade carved from obsidian. A strong fragrance wafted out, piercing through to the bone.

  "Do you know what this is? This is a lotus seed born from the divine lotus of Wuyue, which takes 500 years to produce one such grain. Its precious value is unimaginable, containing infinite life energy."

  Elder Han put down the wooden box and opened a quaint jade box. Suddenly, a bright green light flowed out, and a green fruit the size of a chicken egg appeared, as if carved from emerald, radiating soft light and sparkling crystal clear.

  "Do you know what this is? This is the legendary Snow Lotus fruit, grown on a snowy mountain thousands of meters high, unseen by sunlight for a thousand years, surrounded by powerful demons guarding it. It took me eight years to finally pluck one."

  These things all contain extremely powerful life essence. If Ye Fan takes them, he can definitely open up the golden sea of suffering by a large margin.

  Elder Han continued to walk forward, picked up a wooden box, opened it, and suddenly a faint red light shot out. A nine-leafed strange grass was carved like red jade, crystal clear and sparkling, with a special fragrance of grass wafting through the air.

  "Do you know what this is? The legendary Nine-Leafed Phoenix Grass!" Han Chang was visibly excited, saying: "Legend has it that only land stained with the phoenix's fresh blood can grow such a divine herb. I spent over a decade, far from Yan territory, traveling through endless ancient lands and ruins, just to find one like this. It's worth a whole city, a rare and precious treasure!"

  Elder Han kept opening those boxes, and a dozen or so kinds of spiritual medicine were laid out. Each one was extremely precious and rare in the world, with an invaluable price!

  In the cave, the light was resplendent and radiant. Various spiritual medicines flowed out in different colors of light, emitting a refreshing fragrance that delighted the heart.

  Even in such a situation, Ye Fan was still dizzy and his eyes were blurred. These rare and precious spiritual medicines were too valuable, if he could take them, his cultivation would definitely make rapid progress.

  Han Changlao smiled gloomily and said, "No need to be jealous or envious. When the time comes, I will put you all in the same medicine cauldron for refining. They will be with you."

  "You've collected so many spiritual herbs, enough to sustain your life force, why did you still capture me?"

  "If only refining the Rebirth Pill was enough, but since you've consumed the legendary Sacred Fruit and Divine Spring, my expectations naturally have to be higher."