(Seeing the composition of the Cinnabar Pill, does anyone think of something? Oh, don't think too much … I'm talking about something that's common in life.)
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Only after that novel incident in Wenshui City did the Tang Seventeenth Master begin to manage the clan's medicine shop. However, he was extremely knowledgeable, and the blood coral was far too famous … it was not a true coral, but a crystallization of dragon blood. Moreover, it was no ordinary crystallization of dragon blood. Only the true blood of a Golden Dragon or a Black Frost Dragon could condense into a crystal.
To the Dragon race, the blood coral was the most important and sacred object. They would not allow anyone to possess it, not even the Great Zhou Imperial Palace or the Li Palace. The Wenshui Tangs, because of a story from countless years ago, were fortunate enough to possess a blood coral the size of a forearm. It was also hidden in a secret room in their old estate, never daring to see the light of day.
The bishop listened to the Tang Seventeenth Master's assertion and hesitantly said, "If someone secretly infiltrates the Southern Sea …"
The Tang Seventeenth Master shook his head. "All the Dragon race view the blood coral as their own life. Even if Zhou Dufu were to come back to life, he would not be able to obtain it while surrounded by dragons."
The bishop was confused. "But for such abundant energy and such a thick scent of life, what else could it be other than crystallization of dragon blood?"
The Tang Seventeenth Master pensively asked, "Could it be Sacred Light?"
"This strange object has no divine Qi, and its energy is far too berserk."
The bishop shook his head. "Moreover, Sacred Light is formless and immaterial, extremely difficult to materialize. Not even the five archbishops of the Li Palace could do it, unless they offered up essence blood."
Sir Yang agreed, "Correct. The ingredients we identified were probably used to neutralize the destructive power of the berserk energy. Crucially, according to the scriptures of the church, materializing Sacred Light requires an archbishop to offer up all his essence blood. How could so many Cinnabar Pills be produced endlessly?"
The famed doctor of Fengyang asked in shock, "Doesn't that mean that if you want to use the crystallization of Sacred Light to save someone, you can only save them once, and that archbishop will also have to die?"
The bishop solemnly replied, "Correct. The starry sky has always been fair, and life has never been noble or lowly."
The Tang Seventeenth Master was quiet for a very long time, seemingly pondering something. In the end, he did not ask any further questions. "You still have one day and one night."
After saying this, he walked out of the secret room and came to the slightly cold courtyard. His gaze passed over the bare branches and landed on the distant and gloomy sky.
The shopkeeper and the bishop came behind him and felt his current mood. They vaguely guessed what he was worried about and could not help but remain silent.
The Wenshui Tangs had paid such an enormous price to invite these renowned doctors, but their true goal was not to analyze the composition of the medicine to find a way to replicate the Cinnabar Pill. The Hall of Illustrious Persons and the Great Zhou Army had already failed, proving that this path was a dead end, or perhaps too difficult to walk.
What the Tang clan truly wanted to do was to use these medicinal ingredients to find out where the Cinnabar Pill had come from. Immortal reeds were produced everywhere, but the medicinal efficacy varied slightly from place to place. Angelica could be found all over the continent, but one could always find traces of it in the circulation of medicinal herbs. There was also clove, aphrodisiac …
Everything in the world would inevitably leave behind traces. The Tang Clan did business all over the world and possessed unimaginable resources and networks. It was the easiest for them to capture these traces and then find the place where the traces began or ended. If they could find out where the Cinnabar Pill had come from, they would naturally be able to find that person.
In this war between humans and demons, that person was far too important. Even if this war was removed, that person would still be important.
Whether it was the Tang clan, the Orthodoxy, or the Imperial Court, they all naturally wanted to control this person.
"If we trace back the thirty-four ingredients, we should be able to find the place where the Cinnabar Pill was made, but even if we find that person, we might not be able to control him."
It was obvious that the bishop knew the Tang clan's true goal. With a slightly uneasy tone, he said, "At the very beginning, the two Divine Generals of the Hall of Illustrious Persons and Blue Pass made similar attempts. Although they were not as close to that person as we were, they should have found some clues and even made the entire plan."
The shopkeeper glanced at him and asked, "If we can't control him, we'll just kill him?"
The bishop nodded.
This sounded like a very unreasonable matter, but in this sinister human world, it was a matter of course.
Such a mystical pill, such an important person. Either they would be used or they would die, so they could not fall into the hands of others, especially enemies.
"Because the military was taking this war into consideration, its attitude was relatively conservative and it did not participate too deeply. However, the Hall of Illustrious Persons was very worried that that person would be controlled by the Imperial Court, and they also knew that that person would not be willing to be found and would assuredly be enraged, so they made arrangements to kill that person, and then …"
A hint of fear appeared on the bishop's face as he said in a trembling voice, "Thirty-three bishops of the Xunyang Church died in a single night, their deaths extremely wretched."
The shopkeeper's expression abruptly changed. "What a tough response, what a powerful move."
It was obvious that the Xunyang Church, which had lost thirty-three bishops in a single night, had been specifically responsible for carrying out this task.
The bishop turned to the Tang Seventeenth Master and said, "Mao Qiuyu and Linghai Zhiwang's purge of the capital might have been an attempt to conceal this matter."
These words had an unspoken meaning. The Tang Seventeenth Master was silent, but he was thinking about something else.
In truth, he had always had a guess as to who the master of the Cinnabar Pill was. Just like some people, he had also wondered if it might be the one who had disappeared.
If those red crystals brimming with violent energy really were the legendary blood coral, then the answer was even more certain.
He was the Tang Third Master's blood brother, his most trusted subordinate, so he knew even more secrets.
The one who had disappeared currently had a dragon at his side, and it just so happened to be a Black Frost Dragon.
But it was only today that he learned that thirty-three bishops of the Xunyang Church had died in a single night.
This made him somewhat doubtful of this judgment.
That person might have had such powerful methods and the right to make such a tough response, but that person had never been so callous and emotionless, not to mention that those bishops had always been his subordinates. That person was unquestionably an important figure, but he had never had the self-awareness of an important figure.
Moreover, based on the Tang clan's analysis, if that person was still alive, he was probably in the south.
Last year, a bitter battle had taken place on the snowy plains. The black-armored heavy cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the wolf cavalry of the Demon race had fought endlessly on the vast and boundless plains.
No one had expected that that person who had vanished from the continent for so long would appear on the battlefield with a torrential rain of swords. After a bloody battle, he reversed the situation, but he was heavily injured by the terrifyingly powerful Demon General Hai Di. Thus, he once more vanished from the battlefield, never to be seen again.
Only a few important figures like the Tang Seventeenth Master knew that after that person was heavily injured by Hai Di, he had been ambushed by three human experts.
This matter was naturally very shameless and could not be known by anyone, so the Imperial Court had kept it extremely secret.
Thus, the Tang clan concluded that if that person had really managed to survive, he was naturally in the south.
It was most likely Holy Maiden Peak, but it could also be Scholartree Manor, or even Mount Li, because only these places could protect his life.
If that person was in the south, then the Cinnabar Pill that had already appeared in the armies on the front lines for a year naturally had nothing to do with him.
So why were there so many clues pointing at him?
Could it be that the master of the Cinnabar Pill, hiding behind the curtains, wanted to use that person's name to do something big?
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