I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Bai Su is also a pitiable person.

An actor can portray all aspects of human life, but who wouldn’t wish to live their own life?

The opportunity is clearly within reach, yet they must watch as it shatters once more.

Anyone would go mad.

”She didn’t go mad because of this,” Elder Bing suddenly spoke, breaking Han Zhan’s previous judgment.

”Bai Su was the witness to Chen Zhongxia’s sudden death, the only witness, yet she went mad.”

”We cannot ascertain the truth of that year unless she regains her senses and tells us what truly happened.”

Was Elder Bing intentionally explaining this to me?

When he was in Fulong City, he must have known I was skilled in Alchemy, so he used the Sword Remains as a pretext to invite me to Buried Sword City.

His true purpose, is it to have me heal Bai Su?

Han Zhan’s mind sparkled; he had a new guess about Elder Bing’s initial motives.

”Understanding how Chen Zhongxia died that year is an obsession for all of us old folks.”

Elder Bing added his explanation.

Elder Bing certainly had his own motives, but the Tier Nine Sword Remains are indeed something I urgently need right now.

If I want the Sword Remains without paying any price, it seems unjustifiable.

On the contrary, if I can heal Bai Su’s condition and solve the mystery of Chen Zhongxia’s sudden death, then my status and image would be elevated in Xiao Jin’s family’s eyes.

After Han Zhan thought it through, he chose to speak up voluntarily: ”I have some medical skills; if needed, I can try to help.”

Han Zhan’s voluntary offer gave Elder Bing a way to step down.

Surely, he couldn’t really ask for help and then say he schemed against me; that would be too awkward and unnecessary.

Sure enough, hearing Han Zhan speak, Elder Bing set down his wine glass and continued discussing this matter.

”I have asked many people to diagnose Bai Su, she suffered a severe soul injury, and it was precisely because it was a soul injury that she remained trapped in the myriad world of the actor, unable to extricate herself.”

”To heal Bai Su, one must enter deep into her consciousness and ’help’ her escape from the predicament.”

Han Zhan leaned back tactically upon hearing this.

Well, well.

So even drinking Separation Wine to enhance spiritual will and facilitate undisturbed entry into the depths of consciousness was part of the plan?

I merely want to break through to Tier Seven, and Elder Bing has orchestrated it all so clearly.

Elder Bing saw Han Zhan’s action and chuckled lightly, acknowledging it.

”You have Chen Zui brew you a cask of Separation Wine for ten years to enhance your spiritual power and polish your Sword Heart, letting you go further in the Sword Dao.”

”Dong Dachui aids in repairing the Moonlight Longsword and Demon Crossing Cloak; although he doesn’t know if he can fix the latter, he has already agreed.”

”As for Bai Su, as long as you can heal her and unveil the secrets of that year, then taking the Sword Remains will no longer face opposition.”

”You have seen the sincerity of Buried Sword City.”

Unlike Elder Bing’s frank trust, Chen Zui still now harbors doubts about Han Zhan’s abilities.

”Can he really cure Bai Su?”

”If you see Fulong City’s residents, from the high echelons of the Anti-Xia Alliance to the unawakened ordinary people, all clamoring for the elixirs Han Zhan brews, you wouldn’t have such doubts.”

Elder Bing paused. ”In other words, if Han Zhan cannot heal Bai Su, then curing her would become even more unattainable.”

Faced with Elder Bing’s earnestness, Han Zhan no longer shirked.

”I can agree, but I must say one thing—I don’t have experience in treating consciousness and soul-related issues.”

Hearing this, seemingly prepared, Elder Bing pulled out a yellowing piece of paper from his chest and handed it to Han Zhan.

”This Pill Formula, no one has ever truly refined it, I hope you can try.”

Han Zhan glanced at it—it was indeed a Pill Formula.

Examining the paper recording the Pill Formula, it’s clear the paper has aged; the text written with unknown ink hasn’t fully faded after all these years.

The Pill Formula is densely packed with various herbs and their detailed proportions.

”Mimosa, Forgetful Grass, Chuanqiong, Schisandra...”

The latter few herbs are common, but even Han Zhan, akin to Shennong reincarnate, has never heard of the first two herbs.

”Mimosa and Forgetful Grass, are these herbs confirmed to exist?” Han Zhan couldn’t help asking.

”They exist, and they are here, in a Medicine Valley a hundred miles from this place.” This sentence wasn’t from Elder Bing but spoken by Chen Zui.

Speaking of these, he became animated.

”I know because my signature Separation Wine contains these two herbs.”

”Mimosa is a small purple flower that only grows in shaded moist areas; its fragrance is said to attract Mimosa seeds from the Netherworld, hence the name. It helps connect the consciousness mind sea and opens the channel to the Consciousness World.”

”Forgetful Grass looks no different from regular weeds, but if accidentally touched, one becomes dazed as if losing their soul, standing there until an hour later when they can recover. Forgetful Grass can absorb the soul, wrapping it into a seed.”

”Because of these two added herbs, the Separation Wine has such magical effects.”

These two herbs that exist only in the City of Extreme Evil, Alien Race Medicine Valley?

This made Han Zhan regard it with fresh interest.

”Where did this Pill Formula come from?” Glancing at the Pill Formula, Han Zhan had an idea of the depth of research its creator had into herbs.

Not discussing the key herbs of Sovereign and Minister, but the auxiliary and guide type herbs—their properties and proportions were impeccable.

The creator of this Pill Formula was not a simple individual.

If there’s a chance, Han Zhan even wants to meet and discuss it.

Unexpectedly, Elder Bing shook his head.

”I found this Pill Formula by chance here on this land.”

”I don’t know how it appeared here, nor who its creator is.”

”If it were possible to find them, how would it still be just a yellowing piece of paper held by me today?”

Speaking of this, Elder Bing chuckled self-deprecatingly, extinguishing Han Zhan’s curiosity about its creator.

He refocused his energy on the Pill Formula, nodding with increasing certainty: ”Apart from the two primary herbs I cannot definitively identify, the Pill Formula is flawless.”

”Tomorrow at dawn, I’ll take you to that Medicine Valley to gather them.” Chen Zui volunteered immediately.