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Upon hearing this, Yu Linglong was utterly shocked!

Xiang Fan can actually refine the Qilin Pill!

This means that he is a master alchemist!

In fact, there was another reason why she handed over the Qilin blood.

The problem is that she can't find a master alchemist!

Compared to martial arts masters, alchemy masters are even rarer!

Even after seeking help from the reclusive Yu family behind them, she was unable to find a trace of them.

Otherwise, the Qilin blood would have been refined into Qilin pills long ago, given how many years she had it!

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the shock in her heart, Yu Linglong bowed slightly to Xiang Fan.

"Mr. Xiang, I do!"

"I'll fetch the Qilin blood right away!"

As she spoke, she went to the bedside, reached out and tapped lightly on the floor in a specific rhythm.

The hidden compartment behind the headboard popped open, revealing a metal lockbox embedded inside.

Yu Linglong raised her hand and pressed her fingerprint, and the lock opened with a "click," revealing a small brocade box inside.

She carefully took out the brocade box, walked up to Xiang Fan, and gently lifted the lid.

A smooth, round jade pendant lay quietly inside.

A green exterior with a hint of red inside.

It is so captivating that one is immediately drawn in and unable to tear oneself away.

Yu Linglong handed over the brocade box and said softly.

"Mr. Xiang, the blood of the Qilin is contained within this jade pendant."

"My late husband once wandered into a dangerous place and barely escaped with his life, bringing this jade pendant with him."

"If it weren't for this thing, perhaps he wouldn't have lost his life."

As she said this, a hint of sadness flashed in her eyes.

Seeing the sadness on Yu Linglong's face, Xiang Fan gently comforted her.

Only after Yu Linglong recovered did he reach out and take the jade pendant.

According to my second master, if the blood of the Qilin comes into contact with air, its medicinal effects will dissipate and it will turn into nothingness.

Only by sealing it in a specially made jade pendant can its pure medicinal properties be preserved.

Touching the jade pendant with my fingertips, I could clearly see the drop of Qilin blood inside, which seemed to possess a spiritual aura.

As it subtly flows, one can also feel a strong sense of vitality in the surroundings.

Xiang Fan couldn't help but nod secretly.

This Qilin blood is extremely well preserved.

Once the auxiliary ingredients are prepared, the furnace can be opened to refine the Qilin Pill!

At this thought, his eyes burned with passion.

Martial artists all yearn for improvement in strength, let alone someone at his current level, where even the slightest improvement is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

With the help of the Qilin Pill, my strength will surely reach a new level!

After calming himself down, Xiang Fan looked at Yu Linglong.

"Linglong, the main medicine is in hand. Next, I need to prepare the auxiliary medicine."

"Once all the medicinal herbs are gathered, we will begin refining the elixir!"

Yu Linglong naturally had no objection and nodded in agreement.

"I'll leave everything to Mr. Xiang's arrangements!"

Xiang Fan turned and left Yu Linglong's villa, driving to the Huai City Medicinal Herbs Market.

As the gateway to Jiangbei Province, Huai City boasts a thriving commercial sector, with the medicinal herb industry being a major pillar.

All kinds of rare medicinal herbs can be found here!

However, the more precious the medicinal material, the harder it is to find.

Not to mention, there will be a lot of counterfeit products mixed in.

One wrong move and you could become a sucker and get ripped off.

Xiang Fan knew in his heart that the shop with the most complete selection of medicinal herbs on this street was none other than Wancaozhai.

After getting out of the car, he walked straight inside.

After walking a few steps, a cry of surprise suddenly came from not far away.

"This...this is a hundred-year-old Scrophularia?"

Centuries-old Scrophularia?

Upon hearing this voice, Xiang Fan couldn't help but turn his head to look.

This is one of the auxiliary ingredients for refining the Qilin Pill!

I thought it would take some effort to find it, but unexpectedly, it was such a coincidence.

He immediately walked over.

Beside a stall, an elderly man with white hair was holding a dark, murky object.

His face was full of joy and excitement.

"Boss, give me a price. How much is this century-old Scrophularia?"

"Seven hundred thousand, no bargaining," the stall owner across the street quoted a number.

Upon hearing the price, the old man frowned.

"Seven hundred thousand? That's a bit too expensive."

"Boss, can you make it cheaper? I'll take it for six hundred thousand."

Xiang Fan also walked closer at this moment.

When he saw what the old man was holding, he was stunned.

Is this the century-old Scrophularia?

Apart from two exposed whiskers, the rest were completely covered in black mud, so you couldn't see a hair at all.

Looking at the old man and the stall owner, their faces still held a somewhat exaggerated air of haggling.

His face was full of disdain.

Even if you're a shill, you shouldn't act like this, right?

Shaking his head, Xiang Fan turned to leave.

Just then, a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old stepped forward, her face full of urgency.

"Is this really a century-old Scrophularia?"

"Boss, how much? I'll take it!"

The white-haired old man who had spoken earlier immediately became displeased.

"Little girl, I was here first!"

"If you want to buy something, you have to follow the principle of first come, first served."

Hearing this, the little girl looked troubled, but still spoke up eagerly.

"Sir, I'm so sorry, but I really need a hundred-year-old ginseng!"

"How about this, I'll buy this century-old Scrophularia, and I'll compensate you later, okay?"

Seeing the little girl's anxious face, a glint of light flashed in the old man's eyes.

On the surface, however, there was still a deep sense of displeasure.

"What? You bought it?"

"I'll also use this century-old Scrophularia ningpoensis to help my family improve their health!"

Seeing the two arguing, the stall owner immediately interrupted.

"Stop arguing, this century-old Scrophularia is worth 700,000!"

"If you want it, just pay up."

"What? Seven hundred thousand?"

Upon hearing this number, the little girl was immediately taken aback.

"But, but I only have 500,000."

"Just 500,000?" The stall owner's face immediately showed displeasure.

"That old man just quoted 600,000."

"If you don't have money, don't delay my business."

Seeing the coldness on the stall owner's face, the little girl's eyes reddened, and tears fell down her cheeks.

"Boss, please, could you give me a discount?"

"I'm really waiting for this century-old Scrophularia to save my life!"

Seeing the little girl crying in distress, the old man seemed touched and shook his head.

"Never mind, the young lady was just eager to save someone."

"I don't need this century-old Scrophularia."

As he spoke, he looked at the stall owner and offered his advice.

"Boss, this is a matter of saving lives. Please do me a favor and give me a discount. It would be a good deed."

The stall owner seemed to be persuaded by the old man. After his expression changed several times, he finally let out a long sigh.

"Fine, since it's for saving lives, I'll sell this century-old Scrophularia ningpoensis for 500,000!"

Upon hearing this, the little girl's face lit up with joy, and she repeatedly thanked the stall owner and the old man.

He immediately took out his phone to transfer money.

Just then, a voice came from over.

"Young lady, are you buying this to harm someone?"