Being exempted from a hundred thousand years of worship was a huge sum of money.
Ye Qinghan bowed slightly to express his gratitude. He then left the Sacred Palace and returned to the Yue Family.
The Yue Family and Qin Xuanxuan were panicking. The atmosphere was dead silent. Yue Congsheng's Life Tablet was broken but it was not broken. No one knew if he was dead or severely injured. As for Qin Fenghuo, his Life Tablet was in Fire Beacon City. Qin Xuanxuan was also very anxious.
Qin Xuanxuan understood the danger of this mission. It was normal for some people to die!
Just as everyone was waiting, Ye Qinghan returned. He was still wearing a bamboo hat. However, his gloomy mood made everyone even more anxious.
"I'm sorry that I couldn't bring your Clan Masters back!" Ye Qinghan's voice was very low.
Qin Xuanxuan's body swayed and he slumped onto the chair in despair. The few elders of the Yue Family immediately cried in grief. They were all Yue Congsheng's sons. Their cultivation was not bad, but they definitely could not lead their family to survive in the Sacred City.
"I have already applied to the Sword Principle Sect. The Qin Family, the Yue Family, and their four friends' families will be exempted from worship for a hundred thousand years. They have also agreed." Ye Qinghan stared at everyone and said.
A hundred thousand years of worship was good news. To these elders who were about to turn into Dao, it was worth it to die in exchange for a hundred thousand years of worship. These families also thought so. Although the Yue Family was sad, they did not make things difficult for Ye Qinghan.
The Sun Family, Liu Family, Tang Family, and Cao Family were the families of Yue Congsheng's friends. They were in the Sacred City and lived together with the Yue Family. Ye Qinghan personally went to pass the message.
After passing the message, Ye Qinghan returned to the Yue Family. He went to the room alone and completely sealed the room. He heaved a sigh of relief.
Whoosh!!
Ye Qinghan waved his hand and more than ten souls appeared in the room. However, their souls were weak and almost collapsed.
"Mr. Yang, why did you destroy our bodies? Why did Lord Sword 13 kill his subordinates? Why is that? "
Qin Fenghuo's soul, who was the first to awaken, rebuked angrily.
Ye Qinghan gritted his teeth in silence. He had destroyed their bodies, but the Blue Flame Demonic Fire hadn't destroyed their bodies. However, he still felt extremely guilty. He couldn't answer their questions, which were the purest form of their souls.
Yue Congsheng was still able to accept it. After all, he was already nearing the end of his lifespan. He could die at any moment.
"Brother Fenghuo, forget it. I'm sure Mister Yang was forced to do so. You've also seen how ruthless Lord Sword 13 was when he killed his own subordinates. Mister Yang is already taking a risk by leaving our souls behind." Yue Congsheng persuaded in a low voice.
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Ye Qinghan nodded.
The twelve Souls remained silent. They had no choice in this mission that would lead to their deaths, and neither did Ye Qinghan.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't let anything happen to your families," Ye Qinghan said with certainty.
With great difficulty, Ye Qinghan finally managed to pacify everyone's souls. He wrapped them up in a pouch filled with Life Elixirs and hid it in his bosom. After that, he left the Yue Clan.
In the Medicine King's Pavilion, the Medicine King had returned, but his soul no longer belonged to him. It had been replaced by the Insect Queen.
Ye Qinghan came to the top of the Medicine King's Pavilion and found 'Medicine King'. At this moment, many materials were delivered to him. When the Insect Queen saw Ye Qinghan, she immediately delivered all the materials to Ye Qinghan and said respectfully, "Master, these are the materials you asked for. The Extreme Yin and Extreme Yang Godly Treasures are in our hands. Now, we're only missing the Reincarnation Dao Fruit."
Ye Qinghan nodded in satisfaction and reminded them, "Do not expose yourself. Move most of the Medicine King's Pavilion and Medicine King Manor's assets to the Heaven Suppressing Palace. We will use the Heaven Suppressing Palace as our base to build a small faction and hide here for the time being."
"Yes, master." The Insect Queen replied respectfully.
After receiving the materials, Ye Qinghan did not leave. Instead, he stayed in the Medicine King's Pavilion to study the Immortality Pellet's recipes, memorizing every single detail.
Then, Ye Qinghan flipped through the ancient books and recipes in the Medicine King's Pavilion. There were countless pellet recipes here and most of them were lost in history. There were all sorts of pellet recipes ranging from the lowest level to the highest level of level fourteen.
Ye Qinghan continued to flip through the book, reading ten lines at a time and memorizing them all.
"Insect Queen, help me make a copy of all the pellet recipes here. I want to take the original with me." Ye Qinghan was completely entranced by the pill recipes and couldn't bear to part with them. Thus, he ordered.
The Insect Queen Mother quickly released countless insect children, which formed into human forms and started copying the pellet recipes.
The room was simply decorated. It was filled with bookshelves and each shelf had hundreds of pellet recipes. Some of the pellet recipes were poisons that could kill without leaving a trace while others were precious saint medicines that could save lives.
Ye Qinghan paced back and forth in the room. He felt that there were some places that he hadn't found yet.
After searching for a long time, Ye Qinghan's gaze landed on the furnace in the room. The furnace contained endless vicissitudes of life. He didn't know its level or how long it had been in the world. Every rune represented a period of history.
Ye Qinghan reached out to pick it up and take it away. But suddenly, he couldn't lift it up.
"Eh?"
Ye Qinghan looked at the black furnace in surprise. He realized that the furnace was connected to the Medicine King's Pavilion.
"Creak —"
Ye Qinghan gently turned it. He realized that the furnace could be turned, but he couldn't lift it up.
"Boom!"
Just as Ye Qinghan turned the furnace, the two bookshelves separated and a small room appeared.
There was another bookshelf in the room. There was only one book and a very small furnace. It was only the size of a casserole pot. There were small furnaces like this, but they were all substandard. However, this furnace was clearly not a substandard one.
"What a treasure!" Ye Qinghan touched the small cauldron. It was purple-gold in color, and after touching it, he felt a cold sensation. He felt as if he was holding up a mountain. This kind of cauldron was probably a rare treasure. It was definitely a fifteenth-grade cauldron or above!
Ye Qinghan hid it in his chest and looked at the only book on the bookshelf.
Rather than a book, it was more like a notebook. Ye Qinghan's eyes lit up when he flipped it open. He read it carefully and almost laughed out loud.
"Longevity Elixir Refining Techniques …"
This was the personal notes of a Saint Alchemy Master! Although there were no pellet recipes in it, there were many high-grade elixir refining techniques. Its value was beyond astronomical!
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