Only one of a hundred Yuan Dan realm cultivators can refine the Red Fire Alchemy Furnace within his body, and only one of ten people who possess the Red Fire Alchemy Furnace can truly become an alchemist.
It can be said that those who can become alchemists are geniuses among geniuses. They are definitely respected by people in the Shenwu Continent!
"He's just a junior alchemist."
Han Jiulin waved his hand.
After being shocked, Baili Xinghuo put the jade bottle into his arms with an envious look on his face and said: "Alchemists are all rich people, so I won't be polite to you."
Han Jiulin glanced at Baili Xinghuo's broken sword and said speechlessly: "Didn't you just earn two thousand taels of silver from me? Why are you reluctant to buy a good sword?
Using such a crude weapon to fight against a master is asking for death, isn't it?"
Baili Xinghuo sighed and said bitterly: "I have a grandfather who has been ill for a long time. The money is not enough to treat his illness and pay off his debts."
Han Jiulin frowned slightly: "Is your grandpa sick?"
Baili Xinghuo nodded and said: "My grandfather has suffered from a strange disease for more than ten years. Over the years, I have invited several famous doctors to treat him, but there has been no improvement. Even
I don’t know what kind of disease I have.
Over the years, I have owed a lot of money to treat my grandfather, and I have used all the two thousand taels you gave me to pay off the debt."
"Can't even your spiritual energy and doctors cure your grandfather's disease?"
Han Jiulin pondered for a moment and said: "It seems that an intermediate alchemist can make elixirs that can cure all diseases. When I become an intermediate alchemist, I will go see your grandfather and see if there is any way to cure his disease."
Baili Xinghuo was excited when he heard this and thanked Han Jiulin repeatedly.
You must know that a mid-level alchemist is not something he can ask for. Han Jiulin is willing to help. No matter whether it succeeds or not, he must remember this huge favor.
Steward Sun and Guard Zhou are both dead, so we must find a suitable reason to deal with the aftermath, otherwise it will definitely attract the attention and vigilance of Han Hongzhuo in the palace.
Han Jiulin's current cultivation level is still shallow, and he does not want to deepen the conflict with the people in the palace.
"There's an assassin, come quickly, there's an assassin!"
Han Jiulin ran out of the back garden and shouted loudly.
Yuxiang Manor soon became a mess, and the guards in the manor quickly gathered and rushed over.
But as soon as they arrived at the gate of the back garden, they were stopped by Han Jiulin.
Han Jiulin covered the "bloody" wound on his shoulder and said in a panic: "An assassin wanted to assassinate me just now. Butler Sun and Guard Zhou were both killed by the assassin in order to protect me."
The two bodies were moved by Han Jiulin to the entrance of the back garden, where they could be seen at a glance.
When the guards saw the bodies of Butler Sun and Guard Zhou, they were all shocked and each drew their swords and weapons!
A guard asked: "Master, where is the assassin?"
"I was here just now. Maybe I saw you guys coming and ran away. Hey, there! There!"
Han Jiulin suddenly pointed to the top of the roof with a horrified expression.
The assassin played by Baili Xinghuo wrapped himself in a black robe, jumped from the roof, jumped out of the wall, and escaped from Yuxiang Manor.
Seeing this, the guards all chased out of Yuxiang Manor...
In the next two days, Han Jiulin stayed in the manor to recover from his injuries.
Of course, he was just showing off, and his injury had actually healed long ago.
In the back garden, under the golden yew tree, Han Jiulin sat cross-legged and told Yu Ziqi: "Ziqi, go to the library and look through the history books of the Canglan Empire in recent years. If there are any books about the Blood Moon Palace, all of them
Bring it to me."
After Yu Ziqi brought the scroll, Han Jiulin set up a desk next to the golden yew tree and began to read the archives.
As time went by, he read more and more books.
"Huhuhu..."
Suddenly, a gust of dark wind appeared out of thin air from the back garden.
Just when Han Jiulin was reading carefully, he saw a mummy-like person wrapped in white cloth, silently, like a ghost, appearing behind him.
If Han Jiulin felt something, he did not look back and said in a steady voice: "I didn't expect you to actually come back to life."
The mummy standing behind Han Jiulin was none other than Mu Yangqiu.
Mu Yangqiu stood upright behind Han Jiulin, with a cold aura exuding from his body, and his laughter was so sinister that it penetrated people: "I didn't expect that you actually saved me."
Han Jiulin lowered his head to read the book and said without looking back: "If I don't save you, you will howl in my ears every day, which is very annoying."
"I just chose you with the intention of giving it a try, but I didn't expect that your medical skills would be so incredible!"
There was a trace of appreciation in Mu Yangqiu's sinister voice, and he continued: "Furthermore, your character is quite to my liking. I, Mu Yangqiu, must repay a favor, and you have saved my life."
, I will accept you as my disciple and join the Blood Moon Palace with me!"
Speaking of the latter part, Mu Yangqiu's voice clearly revealed a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation, as if he was following his words, and there was a will that no one could resist, which was very powerful.
Mu Yangqiu has his own principles. Although he will always repay his kindness, there is one exception: those who don't listen to him and his enemies.
If Han Jiulin does not obey his orders, he is willing to kill Han Jiulin.
Naturally, it was impossible for Han Jiulin to join the Blood Moon Palace, let alone to worship Mu Yangqiu as his disciple. He stood up slowly, turned around and looked at Mu Yangqiu, and said softly: "Senior, with all due respect, do you still dare to regain your blood?"
Moon Palace?"
Mu Yangqiu was slightly startled: "Why don't I dare to go back?
Boy, I’m afraid you still don’t know how high my status is in the Blood Moon Palace, right?”
"The leader of the four ministers of the Blood Moon Palace, Mu Yangqiu, is in charge of all affairs of the Blood Moon Palace in the imperial city.
These include the transfer of cultivators, the assassination of important figures in the court, and even secret deals with major princes and powerful forces. These are all things you are responsible for.
I'm afraid you know more about the core secrets of the Blood Moon Palace than the owner of the Blood Moon Palace.
You are the most powerful person under the palace lord, and your position of power in the Blood Moon Palace is comparable to that of the Canglan Empire's first-rank national master, 'Hongcai Shangshen'."
After Han Jiulin finished speaking, he opened the book in his hand and handed it to Mu Yangqiu.
Mu Yangqiu smiled very proudly and said: "Since you, boy, have such a clear identity and status, you should know that there are countless people in the world who want to be my disciples."
Han Jiulin shook his head and said, "That was before."
"What do you mean?"
Mu Yangqiu narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.