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Chapter 350 Taking Root on the Great Road

As soon as the pure dew fell, Zhe Shawei immediately burst forth with seven-colored divine light.

An even richer aura wafted out, refreshing everyone present and making them feel invigorated.

"As expected of the Immortal Blood Medicine, just a trace of its power loosened my bottleneck!"

"If I could meditate under the influence of the medicine every day, I'm afraid I could break through to the Supreme Realm right away!"

"Only dare to fantasize about meditation? I also wonder how much my cultivation could grow if I could eat this herb."

"Hey, that woman really got the chance."

The students were discussing it, some happy and some worried.

Those who are powerless to seize the opportunity have nothing to lose anyway, so absorbing a few more breaths of immortal energy is a gain.

Those who had already offered up the secret treasure felt a pang of regret.

Although it was worth it because of the reward, it was still a pity to see the Immortal Blood Medicine produce a reaction.

If this woman had used up the Pure Bright Flower Dew before, wouldn't I be taking advantage of her now that I'm on stage?

Yu Qianqian also smiled; she could sense the comfortable feeling emanating from Zhe Shawei.

The entire herb seemed to be groaning with bliss.

It continuously devoured spiritual energy to replenish itself, enjoying its meal immensely.

Just as Qianqian was shouting her success...

Cici's little hands clenched tightly, her face full of heartache: "The elixir is so pitiful..."

Yu Qianqian's good mood was ruined. Saying such things when she was about to succeed was really...

She turned her head and heard Su Yun say, "You can tell?"

Cici nodded: "Yes, what Zhe Shawei lacks is not just spiritual essence, but also the root!"

Yu Qianqian couldn't help but scoff: "Roots?"

"What is that thing?!"

Not to mention that Zhe Shawei is completely intact, with no visible damage whatsoever.

Furthermore, the immortal medicine possesses immense vitality; even a full-force attack from the Great Emperor would likely be insufficient to annihilate it.

There is a difference between immortals and mortals; objects imbued with immortal destiny are not to be underestimated.

Mount Buxi has only a wisp of immortal energy, yet it is heavier than the combined spiritual energy of the entire Jieyuan Palace.

The fragrance of the celestial being, with its own ethereal quality, weighs a ton.

Cultivators don't need to worry about absorption; they can simply take a couple of sniffs and gain insights into a higher level.

The immortals are so refined that even a slight hint of their refinement can enlighten the mortal world.

How could someone as powerful as Zhe Shawei be missing her roots?

Unexpectedly, Zhou Nanchu's expression suddenly changed, becoming extremely solemn.

His lips moved, and he seemed about to speak several times, but he held back.

Fortunately, Su Yun asked for him, "Oh? Tell me, how were the roots damaged?"

Cici closed his eyes, pondered for a long time, and then spoke: "If I'm not mistaken, this spiritual herb is rooted in the Great World."

"On the surface, it is planted in the soil, in ordinary time and space."

"But in reality, its roots have penetrated the Heavenly Dao and are entrenched in the Great Dao!"

"Afterwards, this spiritual herb was transplanted to a small world, where its roots were damaged in space and time, and it lacked spiritual essence."

"Furthermore, because the Heavenly Dao of the small world is weak, it cannot serve as a medium to guide the Great Dao."

"This medicinal herb is damaged both inside and out, and cannot absorb nutrients."

"Not only will it fail to grow, it will gradually wither and die!"

Yu Qianqian scoffed, "Nonsense."

Rooted in the Great Dao, spiritual herbs lack wisdom; how could they possibly cultivate...?

Zhou Nanchu took a step forward, her voice full of amazement: "What a bright child! Whose apprentice are you?"

What Cici said was all true; the roots of Zhe Shawei, both inside and out, were damaged because of the transplant.

This is a divine medicine, not an ordinary elixir.

To be able to detect this level of detail, one must be an old ghost who has been immersed in this for decades or even centuries.

Cici's intelligence is truly astonishing; I only wish to take him into my fold.

Yu Qianqian was shocked: "Is it true?"

She was dumbfounded. How could an ordinary woman point out the problem with the elixir?

If Tzutzu is right, then wouldn't I be wrong?

Then this bottle of Pure Bright Flower Dew...

hum!

Zhe Shawei shone with a dazzling light, and Yu Qianqian's sorrow turned to joy: "It's done!"

She thought she would fail, but unexpectedly...

Before Yu Qianqian could even feel happy, the radiance emanating from Zhe Shawei completely dimmed.

"Why, how could this happen..."

Because of the spiritual connection, she felt it very concretely this time.

Zhe Shawei is like a basin with a hole in the bottom; no matter how much water is poured on it, it will inevitably leak out.

To fill the basin with water, you must water it continuously and persistently.

To get the water level to the usable mark, it would take ten or even a hundred times more effort.

Everyone was only thinking about filling the tank with water, but no one knew to fix the leaks underneath!

“I failed, my Pure Bright Flower Dew…” Yu Qianqian knelt on the ground, her heart filled with gloom.

Immediately, everyone turned around, their eyes filled with astonishment: "A mere woman, yet so knowledgeable in medicine?"

"If she can reach this level, then what about her master?"

"To even know the properties of immortal herbs, what a terrifying inheritance this is!"

The students looked at Cici with a mixture of covetousness and apprehension.

There are many people here who are skilled in medicine, but none of them can discern the nature of the elixir.

There is a difference between immortals and mortals; how can the situation of ordinary spiritual medicines be applied to immortal medicines?

If Cici could even recognize the Immortal Blood Medicine, how terrifying must her master be?

Could it be that he is also destined for immortality...?

Upon hearing the question, Cici honestly replied, "Uh, my master is Han Youfang, the imperial physician of the Great Qian Dynasty."

hiss.

The group exchanged bewildered glances: "Han Youfang? Never heard of him."

"The Great Qian Dynasty? Imperial Physician? Which emperor's right-hand man?"

"Wait, isn't that the local tyrant of the Tianyuan Realm?"

"Huh? A mere mortal physician from the lower realm dares to comment on celestial medicine?"

The Heavenly Origin Realm is looked down upon, and those who go there will be rejected by the world; few people are willing to learn about it.

However, a few people knew the general situation.

As soon as the words left their mouths, they were all stunned.

There is no Great Emperor in the realm, only the imperial physician of a small faction within it.

Is he the girl next door's mentor?

What level is he at that he could teach a disciple who understands elixirs?

Zhou Nanchu opened her mouth wide, her eyes revealing a hint of hatred.

But he quickly suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "I know Han Youfang, but he doesn't understand the Immortal Blood Medicine, does he?"

Han Youfang was a royal physician of the Great Qian Dynasty and had also worked at Hongxingya in his early years.

They parted ways after disagreeing on their opinions.

Zhou Nanchu naturally harbored resentment towards this traitor.

Cici blinked innocently: "Ah, I thought you were asking about my master."

“My master is Han Youfang, but…”

She pointed weakly at Su Yun: "Young Master Su taught me how to identify elixirs."