Chapter 1765 - 650: Good Work (Part 2)

The sound of the zither arose again.

Two echoing notes shook the void, followed by a thunderous explosion.

Two figures parted to either side, one landing on the eaves of the Weiyang Palace.

The other sat cross-legged atop a treetop.

With knees as a table, a zither stretched across the lap.

Two hands pressed against the zither strings, silencing its sound.

This person wore plain white clothes, with a zither case slung across the back.

Gray-white hair and beard swayed gently with the treetop.

Face flushed, showing no signs of age, raising the eyes to look with a hint of a smile:

"Sikong Sect Master truly has good martial arts, but which move is this of the Heavenly Seizing God Transformation Great Technique?"

"How unreasonable!"

Sikong Hua Ji, still under forty this year, was slightly thin in stature, face white without a beard, appearance not handsome yet proper.

At this moment, standing with hands behind, upon hearing, was furious:

"Bo Yan practitioner first sneaks an attack, then repeatedly slanders me.

"Just now, I acted with the One Breath Seizing Hand from our Tianjing Sect’s Inner Scenery Three Volume Scripture.

"How is it any Heavenly Seizing God Transformation Great Technique?"

"I see."

Bo Yan practitioner nodded: "No wonder when I saw you act just now, it was grand and righteous, without the slightest treachery.

"It’s lamentable, Tianjing Sect’s Absolute Skill is originally from the Mystical Sect.

"You, as the Tianjing Sect Master, don’t specialize in this path, but rather practice those crooked methods...

"I wonder what the Tianjing Sect Kai Shan Hall master would think knowing a disciple like you existed among the descendants."

"Bo Yan! How dare you!!!"

Sikong Hua Ji, upon hearing this, could no longer endure.

From both an emotional and logical standpoint, Bo Yan practitioner’s words were indeed excessive.

Even the surrounding crowd found it difficult to continue listening upon hearing this.

In overwhelming fury, Sikong Hua Ji lost his restraint, leaped into the air, reaching directly for Bo Yan practitioner.

Bo Yan practitioner, seated atop the treetop, spoke softly:

"Let me present a tune..."

With that, a flick of the fingers, and the zither’s sound resonated across four corners.

These two, upon speaking at this point, ultimately had nothing left to say.

Speech ceased, only battle remained.

In the Snake Cave of the rear mountain, a group quietly listened to the conversation between the two.

Upon entering, the burly man looked at the frog in Su Mo’s hand:

"Give it to me."

Su Mo looked up at him, gently shook his head:

"No."

The burly man remained silent, refraining from snatching.

Then Hua Junying Wufeng roared angrily:

"Who exactly are you?"

The burly man ignored him, instead fumbled in his bosom, moments later producing a porcelain bottle:

"Inside here is the holy medicine for healing, the Immortality Rejuvenation Pill.

"Worth a fortune, unmatched by gold.

"I’ve brought it to exchange with you for that frog, would that be agreeable?"

"???"

Su Mo felt a bit puzzled, pondered for a moment, then casually took out a small porcelain bottle:

"How many pieces are in your bottle?"

"... The Immortality Rejuvenation Pill is of ancient prescription, long lost in inheritance.

"To have even one piece in existence is extremely rare, how could there be more?"

The burly man’s face sank a little.

Su Mo thought for a while, opened the small porcelain bottle, poured out three or five pieces, and placed them in his hand:

"Does it look like yours?"

"???"

The burly man was dumbfounded and quickly opened his porcelain bottle, cautiously pouring it out.

He then compared it with the elixir in Su Mo’s hand.

Color and shape indeed were largely similar.

Yet how the taste and medicinal properties would differ was unknown.

The burly man’s brow furrowed:

"You exchange or don’t exchange, but don’t fool people.

"Even back when the Da Xuan Dynasty existed, the Immortality Rejuvenation Pill was a unique treasure.

"It was a masterpiece from Emperor Xuan’s Xinglin Hall.

"How could you have... and have so many?"

Seeing Su Mo pour three or five pieces with a casual flick of the bottle.

Who knew how many more are in that bottle?

When did the Immortality Rejuvenation Pill become such an ordinary commodity?

"Xinglin Hall?"

Su Mo was slightly taken aback.

The first encounter with this elixir was when Yang Yi took it out.

At that time, the Heavenly Gate Master was shocked, stating the Immortality Rejuvenation Pill was a supreme product of Xuanhu Pavilion, even exchanging a city would be insufficient.

Yet this person mentioned Xinglin Hall.

Consequently, Su Mo was slightly curious:

"Did Emperor Xuan also form any Xinglin Hall in the past?"

While speaking, he packed the Immortality Rejuvenation Pill back into the bottle.

Little Situ followed beside him, knowing full well his martial arts were matchless, few could harm him in the world.

Still worried about any mishap befalling him.

Thus, during idle times, he made some elixirs.

This Immortality Rejuvenation Pill was precisely among them.

Plus, back during the parting at Wu Wang Forest, what Little Situ gave him added up, he had too many Immortality Rejuvenation Pills, treating them as ordinary.

He almost forgot these were worth a fortune.

The burly man, seeing Su Mo pack away the elixir, hesitated at a loss for words.

Hearing it, his brow furrowed tightly, speaking in a low voice:

"Years ago, Emperor Xuan gathered doctors from the world, forming Xinglin Hall.

"Dedicated to healing illnesses of the Imperial Family.

"Simultaneously compiling the medical book, Xuanhu Record.

"Recording numerous wonderful elixir prescriptions within.

"Unfortunately, after the collapse of the Da Xuan Dynasty, all these were lost."

Saying this, the burly man seemed somewhat impatient.

He was here with another goal, not to educate Su Mo.

Promptly said:

"If you don’t want the elixir, just say what you want.