Chapter 93: Refining People into Medicine

  "What pill do you want to refine?" Ye Fan thought of stalling for time as much as possible, and even at this moment he didn't want to give up.

  "Nature is the elixir that can cross the sea of suffering, bridge the divine, and reach the other shore." Han Zhang seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and said with a faint cold smile: "There's no need to waste your energy delaying time, no one will come to rescue you, so just prepare to be refined as the main medicine with peace of mind."

  "Aren't you afraid that the knight will appear again?" Ye Fan was not panicked, nor frightened, but instead very calm, saying: "Perhaps you still don't know who that person is."

  Han Zhanglao's expression didn't change as he asked: "What is his status?"

  "He comes from the ancient and noble family of Jiang. As he said this, Ye Fan let out a light sigh and continued: 'You have brought great trouble to Ling Xu Dong Tian. Perhaps you still don't know my true identity, I have some connections with the people of the Jiang family, that knight came looking for me...'"

  Ye Fan said with certainty, and continued on his own accord.

  Han Zhanglao remained expressionless and listened quietly, finally saying in a cold tone: "How could you possibly have any connection with the Jiang family?"

  "I once saved a young girl from the Jiang family who was stranded outside, and I formed a great bond with them. If you don't believe me, you can go to the Yunxia Cave Heaven to investigate and see if I'm lying. Not long ago, I went through the Yunxia Cave Heaven with someone from the Jiang family."

  "...". Han Chang's face changed at that time, Ling Xu Dong Tian was one of the six factions of Yan Di, and naturally knew about Jiang's family entering Yun Xia Dong Tian.

  Han Zhang's teeth clenched as he said, "No matter what you say, it will be hard for you to stay alive."

  Ye Fan was serious and solemn, saying: "Elder Han, you'd better think carefully about the consequences of offending the Archaic World's aristocratic family. Don't think you can do it secretly, you should know that today you've already clashed with the Jiang family's knights, they will definitely be able to investigate and find clues."

  "You little scamp, you're not big, but you're very cunning. Do you think you can deceive me like this? You also underestimate me too much." Han Changlao suddenly smiled gloomily and said, "Loose lips sink ships. I finally understand what happened now. That knight is indeed from the Jiang family, and he had recently broken into the Purple Sun Cave Heaven. He must be chasing you!"

  Han Changlao lived for so many years, his eyelashes were all empty, thinking of the recent events, he almost immediately inferred the general idea.

  Ye Fan's heart completely cooled down, and he said: "Han Lao, you're too self-righteous, just wait for disaster to strike your head!"

  "You're quite calm, aren't you? Still trying to deceive me even now. Just wait and see how I'll refine you." Han Changlao smiled eerily, lifting Ye Fan up with one hand, saying: "Don't worry, no outsider will disturb us. This place has been sealed by my infinite 'Dao patterns'. Since I entered the cave, this place will be completely isolated from the outside world. No one can find it."

  The knights of the Jiang family were chasing after Ye Fan, which made Elder Han very puzzled and somewhat worried. After all, he had snatched away someone else's "meat". He searched Ye Fan from head to toe.

  "There's nothing but useless stuff on him." He first picked up the broken jade with a missing corner, looked at it repeatedly, and finally threw it to the ground.

  Ye Fan cursed the wicked Taoist priest in his heart, that dead fat man had sworn at the time, saying that this jade pendant could save him a life at critical moments, but it turned out to be useless.

  "Duan De, Duan De, your grandfather's, really lacking virtue!"

  "What is this?" Elder Han held the Bodhi seed in his hand, carefully observing the Buddha image on it, and said: "The natural texture weaves into a pattern... This bald head looks familiar, and there seems to be such a bald head outside of Donghuang."

  "Baldy..." Ye Fan was speechless for a moment.

  Han Zhanglao put away the Bodhi seed and turned to face Ye Fan, saying: "Alright, it's time to send you into the Medicine Cauldron."

  "Han elder, I am at death's door, can you give me a full meal?"

  "Don't waste your energy, even if you delay for a moment, what's the use? Just go in quickly." Han Changlao carried Ye Fan to the medicine cauldrons and said: "Choose one yourself, this is your only right."

  Ye Fan knew he had no chance, so he started scolding loudly: "Old Man Han, I'll curse your ancestors to death, and ask about the well-being of all eighteen generations of your female relatives..."

  Han Zhanglao's ancient well was calm and waveless, he didn't seem to hear anything, and directly threw Ye Fan into the medicine cauldron. Then, he walked to a corner of the stone room, moved over several large ceramic jars, and "gurgled" as he poured unknown liquids into the medicine cauldron.

  "What is this?" Ye Fan felt a wave of fragrance rushing into his nostrils.

  "This is a liquid extracted from various medicinal herbs, an essential thing for refining medicine. If further purified, it can become the Hundred Herb Liquid." As he spoke, Elder Han poured all the liquids from several large ceramic jars into the medicine cauldron.

  Then, Han Zhanglao moved the rare and precious medicines from the medicine cabinet closer, saying: "Finally gathered all the spiritual medicines, hoping to successfully refine the spiritual elixir I need."

  He first took out the lotus seeds produced by the black jade lotus, which were as big as a pigeon egg and had a transparent and shiny appearance. The fragrance directly entered people's five internal organs, making them feel refreshed and invigorated.

  "Little brat, do you think I'll swallow you whole?" Han Changlao sneered at Ye Fan coldly: "Don't harbor unrealistic fantasies." As he spoke, he put the lotus seed into the medicine cauldron and simultaneously pulled out a dagger. With a "plop", it was inserted into Ye Fan's left arm. The moment it was pulled out, fresh blood gushed out.

  "You..."

  "Refine the medicine, refine the medicine, you are the main medicine, the essence is all in the flesh and blood, naturally want to let your fresh blood flow out, first sacrifice the tripod." Han Changlao showed an extremely cruel side at this moment, stroking his severed arm, saying: "In order to find you, I lost an arm today, naturally want to refine you well, can only succeed, cannot fail!"

  "Hmm"

  Blood splattered, Han Zhang Lao stabbed Ye Fan's right arm with a dagger, and fresh blood gushed out. The medicine cauldron was instantly dyed red by the blood. Han Zhang Lao revealed his ferocious nature, no longer dull and lifeless, and two cold lights shot out from his eyes, piercing through both of Ye Fan's legs.

  Ye Fan felt an intense pain in his limbs, and his face turned pale.

  "Don't fantasize about miracles happening!" Elder Han said, directly stabbing the dagger into Ye Fan's chest. "I won't hurt your heart, you won't die immediately, with these hundred-herb liquids soaking in, I suppose you can live for a very long time. I want to keep you awake and slowly refine you into the divine medicine I need."

  Han Zhanglao stuck out his withered tongue like a malevolent spirit, licked the bloodstains on the dagger, and looked extremely hideous as he said, "A very sweet taste, I'm really looking forward to the moment when the elixir is formed."

  "The old won't die..." Ye Fan gritted his teeth in anger, he felt a severe pain all over his body, and his life was slowly slipping away.

  At this time, Han Zhanglao opened a quaint jade box and took out the fruit that Qingyu Xuelian had condensed, which was as crystal clear as green jade, and put it into the medicine cauldron. The green divine light made the liquid inside shine brightly.

  "You should be content, little pup! Being able to melt so many spiritual medicines into one furnace is the blessing of your ten lifetimes of cultivation."

  "Good luck to your grandfather, regards to all the women in your family..." Ye Fan cursed loudly, hating that he couldn't peel off Han Changlao's skin and blood was flowing nonstop, feeling his life slowly withering away.

  At this time, Han Zhanglao picked up a nine-leafed divine herb as red as a ruby, with scarlet light flashing in his hand and shining brightly. Legend has it that only the pure land stained with the Phoenix God's blood can grow such a rare and precious spiritual medicine.

  He put the Jiuye Fenghuang Shencao into the medicine cauldron, and suddenly furrowed his brow, muttering to himself: "No good, putting all these spiritual medicines in at once is too risky... if it fails, it'll be a waste of effort..." He hesitated, saying: "I'd better refine the main medicine first, and if it's successful, then add the other spiritual medicines."

  He only put in three kinds of rare and precious medicine before stopping.

  The medicine cabinet was resplendent with a dazzling array of fragrant and colorful rare medicines, each one surrounded by a halo of light, not one inferior to the three herbs he had just put into the cauldron.

  "First, let's refine these three spiritual medicines with the main medicine and see how it goes." Han Changlao made up his mind and put away all the other spiritual medicines that shone brightly.

  "Does the young master have any last words?" Han Zhanglao sneered, bringing over the lid of the cauldron, ready to cover it.

  Ye Fan was extremely weak and opened his mouth: "Old pole, can't you just smash your head to death on this medicine cauldron?"

  Bang

  Han Zhanglao directly pressed the copper lid onto the medicine cauldron, and then he began to ignite the fire to refine the medicine. Ordinary mortal fire would never be able to refine the spiritual elixir, but he was drawing out "fire evil" from underground, a milky white silver light flickering, jumping up and down under the large cauldron.

  He dug out a secret cave here because there was "fire evil" underground, which is the strongest flame that he can control at this level.

  "Little beast, I lost my left arm in search of you. I will refine you for seven days and seven nights, making you suffer to the extreme, and then turn you into a dan medicine!" Han Changlao stroked his severed arm, his words icy cold.