From the family treasure tree to build an eternal family

Chapter 145 Poison Pill
"If I tell you now, you kill me and take back the storage pouch, wouldn't I have died for nothing?"

From He Sou's perspective, what he said also makes a lot of sense.

The deal, based on mutual distrust between the two, has once again reached a stalemate.

Lan Yunkai proposed, "I have a Thousand-Mile Tracking Talisman. Don't resist; let me cast it on you. After you leave, use a communication talisman to tell me the location of the Tortoise-Year Pill. If I obtain it, the transaction will be complete."

If you dare to lie to me, I will chase you to the ends of the earth and kill you!

"..."

While He Sou was still pondering, Lan Yunkai added, "The Thousand-Mile Tracking Talisman is only effective for twelve hours. You can rest assured that I will contact you afterward."

"Row!"

Old He nodded in agreement. Their transaction had to go through eventually, and how could it be completed smoothly if they didn't trust each other?
Lan Yunkai took out a talisman, which transformed into runes in the air and imprinted on He Sou's body.

He Sou could sense the effect of the Thousand-Mile Tracking Talisman; as long as the other party wanted to find him, they could sense his location through the talisman.

Afterwards, Lan Yunkai took out a pair of communication talismans and handed one of them to He Sou: "You must send me a message no more than five hundred miles away from Qingqiu Mountain, otherwise I will think you are trying to escape."

"Don't worry, Chief Lan, I really do have the Turtle Longevity Pill, I'm not lying to you."

He Sou accepted the communication talisman and quietly left with a storage bag containing a large sum of spirit stones.

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Half a day later.

Lan Yunkai could sense that He Sou was taking various detours and hiding, eventually reaching a place hundreds of miles away from Qingqiu Mountain.

Just then, the communication talisman in his hand trembled and emitted a faint light.

"coming!"

He quickly checked the information on the communication talisman and learned that the Tortoise-Year Pill was stored in an inn in Qingping County.

One-time communication talismans turn to ashes after delivering the message.

"It was hidden so well."

Lan Yunkai thought to himself.

"Someone! Go after that person quickly and try your best to retrieve our family's spirit stones!"

At this moment, he finally stopped hiding his true intentions and hurriedly dispatched members of the Lan family to pursue He Sou. He not only wanted the Turtle-Year Pill, but also wanted to protect the spirit stone.

He hadn't sent anyone to follow him before because he was afraid that He Sou would find out, but now that he knew the whereabouts of Guinian Dan, he tore off his mask of pretense.

Two clansmen at the late stage of Qi Refining were sent to chase after He Sou, while Lan Yunkai flew to Qingping County as soon as possible.

Upon arriving in Qingping County, his sudden appearance attracted the attention of the local people.

Foundation Establishment cultivators rarely appear in crowded places to avoid causing disturbances among ordinary people. Disrupting the lives of the common people would easily attract the attention of the imperial court.

But Lan Yunkai couldn't care less about all that, all for the sake of the Tortoise Elixir.

He found the inn that He Sou had mentioned and searched for the Tortoise Elixir there.

He Sou was far too cautious, only saying that the Tortoise Elixir was hidden in the inn room where he had stayed, but not specifying its exact location, causing Lan Yunkai to spend a great deal of time searching for it.

"Even my divine sense couldn't detect it. He's not lying to me, is he?"

Lan Yunkai was anxious. After another investigation, he finally found the Turtle Year Pill stored under the floor tiles of a certain room.

Next to the jade bottle of elixirs was a "Concealing Breath Talisman," a talisman that could shield the divine sense of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

He eagerly opened the bottle, and the aroma of a second-grade elixir immediately wafted out: "That's right, it's a second-grade elixir!"

He had seen second-grade spiritual pills, such as the Foundation Establishment Pill, whose quality surpassed that of first-grade spiritual pills, possessing a completely different aura.

He carefully put away the Tortoise-Year Pill and used the Thousand-Mile Tracking Talisman to locate Old Man He.

As he expected, after sending the message about the Tortoise-Year Pill using a communication talisman, He Sou flew away in a direction far from Qingqiu Mountain.

"At this distance... we can still catch up."

Lan Yunkai deceived He Sou; the effect of his Thousand-Mile Tracking Talisman was not a short twelve-hour period, but a twenty-four-hour period.

The two clansmen he sent out could hardly catch up with the fleeing He Sou, but with his mid-Foundation Establishment speed, he could catch up with the late-Qi Refining He Sou before the tracking talisman's effect wore off.

brush!
He took to the air and, sensing He Sou's location, gave chase at full speed.

Half an hour later, Lan Yunkai sensed that Old Man He had stopped.

"Heh, you're not leaving? You really think I'll let you go once our deal is done?"

Lan Yunkai was in a good mood; the fact that the other party was no longer fleeing far away saved him trouble.

However, after a moment, his expression suddenly changed: the sensation from the Thousand-Mile Tracking Talisman disappeared.

The talisman hadn't lost its effect yet, but there was no longer any response, indicating that He Sou was dead.

"died?!"

Lan Yunkai hovered in the air, looking in the direction where the Thousand-Mile Tracking Talisman's sensing disappeared, feeling very unhappy.

Despite all my careful planning, I never expected that the cautious fellow would actually die.

It would be too late for him to get there now, as it was hundreds of miles away. The person who killed He Sou would definitely search him and take his storage bag.

"I wonder who benefited from this."

He turned and flew back to Qingqiu Mountain.

Fortunately, I got the Tortoise Year Pill, so this deal wasn't a loss.

Then he thought that if He Sou had lied to him and he hadn't gotten the Turtle Year Pill, he would break out in a cold sweat: "I didn't take into account that he was ambushed and killed halfway, and almost lost more than six thousand spirit stones."

After returning to Qingqiu Mountain, he gave instructions to his clansmen and then eagerly went into seclusion to take the Tortoise-Year Pill.

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In the quiet room.

Lan Yunkai opened the jade bottle containing the elixir, and the fragrance of the elixir filled the room.

He gently poured the tortoise pill into his palm and observed it with an appreciative gaze.

The crystal-clear Gui Nian Dan is snow-white, yet it reflects a dazzling array of colors.

"A spiritual pill worth nearly ten thousand spirit stones."

He couldn't help but sigh, yet also feel somewhat fortunate, as if the elixir in his palm weighed a thousand pounds.

He held the elixir in his mouth, swallowed it, and felt the medicinal power of the elixir melting in his body before circulating his cultivation technique.

The elixir transformed into streams of energy that flowed through Lan Yunkai's body.

The abundant spiritual energy seemed to have improved his cultivation.

He circulated his cultivation technique and accelerated the flow of spiritual energy within his meridians, attempting to fully digest the elixir.

However, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The pure white spiritual energy that flowed forth suddenly turned black, infiltrating and corroding his meridians, acupoints, bones, and muscles.

"what?!"

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, forcibly stopped the flow of his cultivation technique, and spat out a mouthful of foul blood.

"be cheated!"

This was the thought in his mind.

He quickly suppressed the flow of spiritual energy within his body, sealed his dantian, and slowed the spread of the poison in the elixir.

This pill is a highly poisonous elixir that can kill even a Foundation Establishment cultivator!
"That...that cultivator tricked me with a fake elixir?"

"No, that's not right."

Lan Yunkai realized that a Qi Refining cultivator simply couldn't produce such a high-level poison pill.

Ordinary poison pills could not possibly harm a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

A poison pill that can be disguised as a second-grade spiritual pill is no less difficult to refine than a genuine second-grade spiritual pill like the Tortoise-Year Pill.

"Who is it? Could it be the Xue family?"

Lan Yunkai couldn't understand. He had no grudge against the Xue family, so when had he offended them?

(End of this chapter)