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Chapter 948: [ - 0948] Of course not

Chapter 948: [Chapter 0948] Of course not

"No, among the medicinal ingredients I need, three have reached the Third Order as classified by the Ancient Martial World," Qin Yu said, lightly shaking his head.

"Third Order medicinal ingredients? Mr. Qin, what are you trying to refine?"

Yang Jingling was stunned. In the Ancient Martial World, Third Order medicinal ingredients were extremely rare treasures! Even their Heavenly Secret Sect, which had a thousand-year heritage from the Ancient Times, had only three such plants.

"I’m refining the Spirit Gathering Pill."

Qin Yu’s eyes shone brightly, no matter how difficult it was, he must refine the Spirit Gathering Pill and bring Xiang Weiwei back to life!

"The Spirit Gathering Pill... Isn’t that the legendary elixir? It is said that after Cheng Venerable ascended and became immortal, the Pill Recipe for the Spirit Gathering Pill was lost! Could it be..."

Yang Jingling stared intently at Qin Yu, a flash of insight crossed her mind—could it be that Mr. Qin had inherited from Cheng Venerable?

"A legendary elixir? Really? My master once refined one," Qin Yu blinked, the Spirit Gathering Pill was this exaggerated? A legendary elixir?

Yang Jingling rolled her eyes, thinking Qin Yu was bragging, "Mr. Qin, Third Order medicinal ingredients are extremely precious, and only Sects with long heritage can possess Third Order ingredients!

"Our Heavenly Secret Sect has a millennia of heritage, and we’ve only accumulated three Third Order medicinal ingredients."

"Oh?" Qin Yu’s interest was piqued, and he asked in a deep voice, "Miss Yang, may I know what Third Order medicinal ingredients your sect has? Do you have Pure Yang Heavenly Vine, Soul Continuation Grass, or Snow Dragon?"

Soul Continuation Grass? Yang Jingling’s eyes lit up as she smiled, "Our Heavenly Secret Sect seems to have a piece of Soul Continuation Grass, but I’ve never heard of the other two."

"That’s wonderful! I’m willing to pay to buy it, no matter the cost!"

Yang Jingling gave a wry smile, "Mr. Qin, perhaps you’re not very familiar with ranked medicinal ingredients. First Order medicinal ingredients already cost tens of millions, Second Order ones go for hundreds of millions, even over a billion. Third Order medicinal ingredients..."

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment but quickly understood. He gave a wry smile and said, "Miss Yang, I understand that Third Order medicinal ingredients can’t be measured by money. I can trade items for it!"

"Items?" Yang Jingling shook her head again, "Our Heavenly Secret Sect is the richest among the Ancient Martial World’s Sects. Would our Heavenly Secret Sect lack for anything?"

Qin Yu furrowed his brows. No matter whether the Heavenly Secret Sect needed anything or not, he was determined to get the Soul Continuation Grass! Even if it meant stealing, he would take it!

Seeing the change in Qin Yu’s expression, Yang Jingling laughed, "Mr. Qin, don’t tell me you’re planning to steal the Soul Continuation Grass?"

"That is indeed my intention," Qin Yu did not hide his thoughts, candidly revealing his plans to Yang Jingling.

"Mr. Qin, forgive me for speaking bluntly, but there are very few in this world who know the whereabouts of our Heavenly Secret Sect.

"Moreover, even if someone knows the location of the Heavenly Secret Sect, without the guidance of a Sect disciple, they cannot gain entry."

"Miss Yang, aren’t you a disciple of the Heavenly Secret Sect? And furthermore, the Heavenly Secret Saintess. To my knowledge, the status of the Saintess within the Heavenly Secret Sect is very high, second only to the Sect Leader and the Grand Elder—the third most powerful authority."

"Mr. Qin, are you saying you want to make an enemy of Jingling?"

"Of course not. I need the Soul Continuation Grass; I must have it!"

"Mr. Qin, it’s not impossible to give you the Soul Continuation Grass, but you will need to agree to a request," Yang Jingling sighed. She felt a bit envious of Xiang Weiwei. If Qin Yu would do the same for her, she wouldn’t mind being a lifeless body either.

"No problem, not just one; I’ll agree to ten!"

Qin Yu gazed steadfastly at Yang Jingling, he trusted her quite a bit, after all, Yang Jingling had once taken a knife for him.