721: Chapter 719: Domineering Pill 721: Chapter 719: Domineering Pill Uncle Wang took down a book nad “Pharmacopoeia” from the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion, which records all sorts of precious dicinal materials of the Ancient Martial World.
Each year, the elders of the Han Sect would update it with the latest information about these valuable dicinal materials.
Uncle Wang flipped through the Pharmacopoeia speedily and soon found the entry on the Hundred-Year Ten-Leaf Grass.
He handed the Pharmacopoeia to Ye Chenfeng and said, “Young Master Ye, the records show that the last batch of Hundred-Year Ten-Leaf Grass matured ninety-eight years ago, which ans this batch will mature in two years.
Therefore, even if you enter the top-level forces now, I’m afraid it won’t be of much help.”
Ye Chenfeng looked at the Pharmacopoeia handed to him by Uncle Wang; it indeed contained information on the Hundred-Year Ten-Leaf Grass.
It seed there was no quick solution to relieve Han Chuxue of the aftereffects of the Death-Defying Technique.
Fortunately, this batch of Hundred-Year Ten-Leaf Grass would mature in two years.
If it had been over four years, wouldn’t it an that Ye Chenfeng would have to watch Han Chuxue die helplessly?
That would make Ye Chenfeng feel like he had failed to protect her.
“Chenfeng, Uncle Wang is right.
There’s no need to rush for my sake.
We have been exhausted for over a day and a night,” Han Chuxue said to Ye Chenfeng, “Let’s go get sothing to eat!” She didn’t want Ye Chenfeng to risk going to the top-level forces for her sake; after all, the top-level forces were absolutely mysterious to first-rate, second-rate, and third-rate forces.
Ye Chenfeng saw that Uncle Wang, who was already of great age, had just co out of the dungeon not long ago and had been busy helping them for more than a day and night, his ancient face full of weariness.
He nodded and agreed to Han Chuxue’s proposal, saying, “Alright, let’s eat sothing first and then have a good rest tonight.”
“Young Master Ye, Miss, I’ll go and have the dinner prepared,” said Uncle Wang, glancing at the darkening sky outside.
Half an hour later.
On the left side of the Han Sect’s main hall, there was a room reserved for the Sect Leader’s dining.
A table and several chairs were arranged inside.
Uncle Wang had prepared dinner for Ye Chenfeng and Han Chuxue and intended to leave, but the two young people insisted that he join them for the al.
In the end, Uncle Wang could not refuse and sat down as well.
Having gone a full day and night without food, they hadn’t felt hungry amid all the busyness, but now, in their leisure, with a table full of delicious food before them, their stomachs embarrassingly began to growl with hunger.
Ye Chenfeng was the first to pick up his chopsticks, and stuffed a piece of braised pork rib into his mouth, chewing as he said, “Chu Xue, Uncle Wang, you guys should hurry up and eat too!
There are no outsiders here, so don’t worry about appearances.”
Indeed hungry, Uncle Wang and Han Chuxue maintained a semblance of decorum, chewing slowly.
However, seeing Ye Chenfeng wolf down his food, they began to pick up their pace with the dishes as well.
After Ye Chenfeng had polished off his food, he took out the Wan Sheng Poison Manual from his bosom which he had already dried with a cloth, and said to Uncle Wang, “Uncle Wang, may I borrow this Wan Sheng Poison Manual for a while to have a look?”
Uncle Wang, who was in the middle of chewing his food, hurriedly tried to swallow it down upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s request, but the food got stuck in his throat at the worst possible mont.
After so effort of patting his chest vigorously, he finally managed to swallow it, gasping for air before saying, “Young Master Ye, what are you saying?
You’re Miss’s man, and what belongs to the Han Sect is yours as well.
If Young Master Ye likes this Wan Sheng Poison Manual, then from now on, it belongs to you.”
Ye Chenfeng was not one for pretence and, since Uncle Wang’s words rang true, he replied, “Uncle Wang, your strength is almost depleted from your ti in the dungeon, and those released are out of their senses.
I know a way to help you all recover.
I’ll stay in the Han Sect for five or six days and help each of you regain your strength.”
At his words, Uncle Wang imdiately teared up with gratitude.
He had no doubt about Ye Chenfeng’s ability, for he had witnessed Ye Chenfeng’s prowess and heard of his exploits in the Ancient Martial World.
Completely trusting in Ye Chenfeng’s words, he said earnestly, “Young Master Ye, I thank you.
On behalf of all the disciples of the Han Sect who have lost their senses, I thank you.”
Ye Chenfeng waved his hand to dismiss Uncle Wang’s thanks and then started to leaf through the Wan Sheng Poison Manual again.
Earlier in the kitchen courtyard, he had only skimd through the manual.
The first page of the manual recorded the Bone-Dissolving Powder, and the second the Bewitching Flower Fragrance, a poison that spread through the air, bearing a faint floral scent.
Once inhaled by a person, it would take approximately three minutes for the flesh all over their body to slowly crack open, the cracks forming a pattern resembling a flower until the entire body was covered in ‘flowers’, ultimately leading to their deaths from their bodies falling apart.
According to the “Toxicant Production Manual,” this poison called Bewitching Flower Fragrance is effective against martial arts experts below the Innate Realm, and of course, it also includes experts of the Innate Realm.
That is to say, even if a Peak Innate expert inhaled the Bewitching Flower Fragrance, their death would be certain.
This piqued Ye Chenfeng’s interest more and more.
As long as he could produce these poisons, they would be one trump card after another in his hand!
In the future, even if he were to enter the side of the top forces, he would have sufficient confidence.
After looking through the thod for concocting Bewitching Flower Fragrance, Ye Chenfeng turned to the third page, which recorded a poison called Vitality-Depleting Pill—a poison specifically for n.
If a man took this poison, his blood would swell imdiately, and he would need constant “activity” with a woman until the end when his life would be exhausted.
One could tell by the na of the pill itself.
Of course, the “Toxicant Production Manual” also clearly noted that, when taking this pill and dying from “that,” the consur’s lower body part would completely explode at that mont.
This was simply extrely cruel, but, Ye Chenfeng liked the idea.
If so careless fool dared to lay a finger on his woman, he would give them this pill and then lock them up with a female dog.
Wouldn’t that be fun?
However, one cannot deny that comrade Ye Chenfeng sotis has rather extre tastes.
Ye Chenfeng didn’t continue to read on, but instead handed the “Toxicant Production Manual” to Uncle Wang, asking, “Uncle Wang, can you see if the ingredients for refining these poisons are all available in the Ancient Martial World?”
After receiving the “Toxicant Production Manual” from Ye Chenfeng, Uncle Wang began to slowly flip through it.
About fifteen minutes later, he raised his head and said, “Young Master Ye, I’m afraid I have to disappoint you.
It seems that most of the ingredients listed here are only grown on the side of top forces.”
Uncle Wang’s words did cause a wave of disappointnt for Ye Chenfeng, but then he thought that if the ingredients for refining the poisons in the “Toxicant Production Manual” were mostly grown on the side of top forces, it could an that the manual was very likely a product of the top forces.
Thereafter, making these poisons on the side of the top forces would be the sa.
As Ye Chenfeng was contemplating in his mind, Uncle Wang spoke again, “Young Master Ye, however, there is one poison in here for which I should be able to gather the ingredients with so effort.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Chenfeng felt a surge of joy and imdiately asked, “Uncle Wang, which poison is it?”
Uncle Wang flipped open the “Toxicant Production Manual” and handed it back to Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng saw that Uncle Wang had opened it to the page on the Vitality-Depleting Pill and imdiately said, “Uncle Wang, help prepare the ingredients for refining this poison.”
Ye Chenfeng wanted to personally try refining the poisons in the “Toxicant Production Manual” to see if they were as potent as described, right?
Han Chuxue, sitting beside Ye Chenfeng and having dinner, leaned in close to him and curiously asked, “Chenfeng, what poison are you planning to concoct?”
Because earlier in the kitchen yard, Han Chuxue had only given a cursory glance, so she hadn’t carefully looked at the many kinds of poisons listed in the “Toxicant Production Manual.”
But this ti, Han Chuxue looked very carefully.
When she saw the introduction to the Vitality-Depleting Pill, her cheeks instantly turned red.
She whispered a curse under her breath, calling him a “nasty hooligan.” (To be continued.
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