Amazing! The mighty dragon is out of prison!!

The Medicine King Conference was Qin Mo's original purpose in coming to Nanzhao.

However, the Medicine King Conference has not yet started, so even if Miao Jianyue is by his side, sneaking into Medicine King Valley is useless.

If they are discovered, it will only alert the enemy.

Qin Mo originally planned to take advantage of the Medicine King Conference to sneak in as a participant.

However, the invitations to participate in the Medicine King Competition were all sent out five years ago.

To leverage this identity, some maneuvering is still required.

Unexpectedly, the Medicine King Conference also invited the Wind and Rain Alliance to witness the event, which suited Qin Mo's wishes perfectly.

Seeing that Qin Mo agreed and was willing to go in person, everyone in the Wind and Rain Alliance breathed a sigh of relief.

The Medicine King Conference is a major event. If the Wind and Rain Alliance doesn't have a leader to guide them, people will think they are being negligent.

With Qin Mo involved, things will be much easier.

Finally, Elder Luo mentioned an important matter: "Actually, over the years, our Wind and Rain Alliance and Medicine King Valley have always maintained a cooperative relationship."

"The Sword Trial of the Wind and Rain Alliance relies on the pills provided by Medicine King Valley to protect the disciples who draw their swords from suffering."

"This time, we will also bring back a batch of pills. These are the conditions we exchanged with Medicine King Valley, and they have all been prepared."

"Elder Li will go along at that time, so the Alliance Leader doesn't need to worry."

Qin Mo originally didn't like to get involved in the affairs of the Wind and Rain Alliance, but upon hearing this, he became somewhat curious.

He took the order and glanced at it, then immediately frowned.

He originally thought that the Wind and Rain Alliance was only asking Medicine King Valley for medicine in exchange for money and supplies.

After all, Medicine King Valley lives in seclusion, hidden deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Apart from some daily necessities, they have no other needs.

But after seeing the list, a shadow crossed Qin Mo's eyes:

"What do they need people for?"

That's right, the exchange conditions from Medicine King Valley actually included "people".

Each exchange requires fifty able-bodied young men, preferably those with martial arts skills.

Elder Luo didn't think there was anything wrong with it and explained, "Alliance Leader, rest assured, these people are all doing this voluntarily. We absolutely did not coerce or entice them."

"This condition was only recently proposed by Medicine King Valley, and they sent someone to deliver it to us."

"It's said that Medicine King Valley is a secluded place, and its population has dwindled in recent years, so they need to be bold enough to recruit a group of people."

This reason is indeed flawless.

Medicine King Valley is much more secluded than the Wind and Rain Alliance, so it's normal that there are fewer and fewer people in the valley over time.

As for the people Elder Luo selected, they were indeed all volunteers.

Many people even eagerly signed up after hearing that they could join Medicine King Valley.

The reason is simple: those who signed up already possessed the highest level of talent in martial arts.

However, Medicine King Valley is full of miraculous medicines.

There are even rumors that there is a pill that can double one's cultivation level by eating just one.

Moreover, people living in Medicine King Valley tend to have long lifespans.

It is said that the previous Medicine King Valley Master is still alive in the back mountains of Medicine King Valley.

Whether trading freedom for longevity is worthwhile is a personal choice.

But Qin Mo felt that something was fishy going on.

"Our population is sparse, so we need to exchange people with you... But why do we only accept men as young and strong?"

Qin Mo pointed to the conditions above and asked the elders present, "If we need to reproduce, women are the obvious choice, right?"

This probing question left everyone present stunned.

Wang Yuanwu frowned and affirmed Qin Mo's words: "The Alliance Leader is right. In fact, I felt this was inappropriate from the beginning."

"In the past, Medicine King Valley was also sparsely populated, but we never heard of them asking for people from outside, and they had to be martial artists."

"The whereabouts of Medicine King Valley have always been a secret; no one knows them except their own people."

"But if these fifty able-bodied martial artists enter Medicine King Valley, who can guarantee that nothing bad will happen?"

"If it were us, and we truly wanted to have offspring, we should have married women."

At first, everyone just felt something was wrong, but didn't think much of it.

Although the Wind and Rain Alliance was a powerful force in Nanzhao, it was powerless against the Medicine King Valley and even had to ask the Medicine King Valley for favors.

So they didn't ask any more questions after that.

Now that Qin Mo has pointed it out, there are too many unusual aspects to this matter.

Qin Mo, recalling the current chaos within Medicine King Valley, suddenly looked up and asked Elder Luo:

"The pills that Medicine King Valley gave you, were they all given to you five years ago?"

Elder Luo broke out in a cold sweat and dared not refuse to respond: "Not entirely."

"Oh, right!"

He suddenly remembered something and slapped his forehead: "Last month, when they sent someone to deliver this message, they brought out a batch of money, saying it was a deposit for us, to secure this sword-testing competition!"

The elixirs researched by Medicine King Valley did indeed play a significant role in the last Sword Trial.

Otherwise, many of the elites of the Wind and Rain Alliance would have perished at the Sword Trial.

Qin Mo frowned: "I heard before that the pills that Medicine King Valley gave you are very precious. You only have the opportunity to enter Medicine King Valley once every five years at the Medicine King Conference, and you can only bring out ten pills each time."

"This time, they suddenly offered to give it to you. How much did they give you?"

At this point, the family heads and elders in the room all panicked.

Elder Luo was momentarily flustered, but Wang Yuanwu immediately stepped forward to respond: "A total of forty were given, ten for each of the four families."

He added to the question Qin Mo hadn't asked: "In previous years, it was held once every five years, and each time the alliance leader led the team to participate, he could only bring out ten."

"This time, the people from Medicine King Valley offered to us on their own initiative, saying it was as an apology for the sudden addition of conditions."

Before anyone in the room could react, Wang Yuanwu had already sensed something was amiss, and even took out the pills and handed them to Qin Mo.

"Alliance Leader, please take a look. These are the pills that Medicine King Valley has sent this time."

Qin Mo took the pill, smelled it, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

Then, he looked at Elder Luo: "Aren't the pills we stored before still there?"

"Yes! I have one more here!"

Elder Luo quickly took out his own pill and handed it to Qin Mo.

Others who realized what was happening also took out their own pills.

They were all people who almost went up to draw their swords, and they were all key members of the Wind and Rain Alliance, so each of them naturally had some kind of elixir on them.

After Qin Mo received it, he crushed the pills with one hand and one hand.

Although everyone felt sorry for them, their sorrow didn't last long.

Because the next second, they smelled something unusual!

After crushing the aged pills, Qin Mo's hands were left with only medicinal powder and a faint herbal scent.

However, after the newly delivered pill was crushed, a strong smell of blood spread out, even overpowering the scent of herbs.

Moreover, in Qin Mo's palm, besides the remnants of the pill, there was actually a wriggling, blood-red maggot!