The Sword God of the Universe
Chapter 707 Longevity Pill

Chapter 707: Chapter 707 Longevity Pill

Jing Yan glanced at him, and Yan Chao suddenly panicked inside.

This was their first encounter, so he did not really understand Jing Yan’s character. Although Jing Yan had been courteous and pleasant during their conversation, Yan Chao was not certain whether his words might offend Jing Yan.

In fact, the deep look Jing Yan gave him was not out of anger or annoyance. If Yan Chao had not pursued the question, Jing Yan had planned to wait a month or two before handing over the elixirs he had refined to Yan Chao.

Now that Yan Chao had asked, seeming quite urgent, Jing Yan could also shorten the time; to him, a little earlier or later made no difference.

Since refining a batch of elixirs only took a few days for Jing Yan.

If Yan Chao was in a hurry, then he would just speed it up a bit.

"Ten days then! Brother Yan Chao, come to my residence to collect the elixir in ten days!" Jing Yan hesitated slightly before announcing the time.

Yan Chao stood rooted to the spot.

"Brother Yan Chao, we will take our leave now!" Jing Yan bowed to Yan Chao.

Then, Jing Yan and Chang Huan left together.

At this time, Yan Chao had no reaction; his mind was completely blank.

Ten days?

Hall Master Jing Yan, telling him to come to his residence to collect the elixir in ten days?

This...

Yan Chao’s eyes widened as he stared blankly at Jing Yan and Chang Huan leaving.

"Ancestor!" The high-ranking members of the Yan Family behind Yan Chao saw their ancestor standing there dazed while Hall Master Jing Yan and Grand Steward Chang Huan had already left, so they couldn’t help but call out.

"Oh... Oh!" Yan Chao finally snapped back to reality.

"Ancestor, how was your talk with Hall Master Jing Yan? Is he willing to introduce Donghe Great Pill King Hu Donghe?" asked an elder in a dark blue robe, bowing. He was the current Yan Family Patriarch.

Yan Chao shook his head unconsciously.

Seeing the ancestor shake his head, the expressions of the Yan Family Patriarch and the others immediately darkened.

If they could not meet Donghe Great Pill King, they would not be able to have him refine the Plum Blossom Pill, and their ancestor’s lifespan might only last another decade or two. At that time, it would mean losing a stabilizing force for the Yan Family, which would be an immense influence on the clan.

"Hall Master Jing Yan, too, is a Great Alchemist King, and he agreed to help me refine the Plum Blossom Pill, so there’s no need to invite Donghe Great Pill King Hu Donghe," Yan Chao, still immersed in his previous astonishment, hadn’t noticed the expressions of the Yan Family Patriarch and others.

"What?"

"Hall Master Jing Yan is a Great Alchemist King?"

"He agreed to refine the Plum Blossom Pill for the ancestor? Haha, that’s truly great. Even if only one Plum Blossom Pill can be produced, the ancestor could extend his lifespan by at least a hundred years. With good luck, perhaps even more than two hundred years."

Yan Family Patriarch and the others became excited.

"Ancestor, when did Hall Master Jing Yan say he would start refining? If it’s postponed too long, I’m afraid something might go wrong," the Yan Family Patriarch asked excitedly, but then inquired anxiously.

"Hall Master Jing Yan said he would start refining as soon as he returns. Also, he wants me to go to his residence to collect the elixir in ten days," replied Yan Chao.

Upon hearing this, Yan Family Patriarch and the others were so excited that they almost wanted to jump up and clap. However, in an instant, they were perplexed again.

"Ancestor, did Hall Master Jing Yan make a mistake? Ten days? The Plum Blossom Pill is a Ninth-level Elixir. How could it possibly be refined in just ten days?" The Yan Family Patriarch, naturally knowledgeable, knew the difficulty of refining a Ninth-level Elixir; even for a Great Alchemist King it would take several months to possibly refine.

For those top-tier eighth-level pill masters refining Ninth-level Elixirs, it might even take a year or two to produce a batch.

"In ten days, once we go to Hall Master Jing Yan’s residence, we’ll know," replied Yan Chao, somewhat perturbed.

The reason he was in a stupor earlier was precisely because of this.

If Jing Yan’s identity were not so special, Yan Chao might have even suspected Jing Yan was a swindler.

However, Jing Yan was not only the Holy Hall Master but also personally brought by Grand Steward Chang Huan, there was no reason for him to deceive himself, Yan Chao thought deeply.

Yan Family Patriarch and the others fell silent, feeling uncertain.

"Alright, we don’t need to dwell on this issue right now. There’s something we must prepare for..." Yan Chao gathered his thoughts and started to discuss with the Yan Family Patriarch and others about building a training ground on this piece of land.

This was something easy for the Yan Family to accomplish. However, to prevent any mishaps, Yan Chao personally directed the Yan Family high-ranking officials to carry out the tasks.

Before leaving the Hall Master Mansion, Jing Yan and Chang Huan said goodbye and Jing Yan flashed into the room he was staying in, ready to start refining the elixir.

Having promised Yan Chao, of course, he wouldn’t go back on his word. Within ten days, the elixir must be refined.

With a shift of his thoughts, he took out all the materials required to refine the Plum Blossom Pill.

Jing Yan’s fingers moved, and he drew a purple jade bottle into his palm.

"Ten-thousand-year-old plum blossom dew!"

"I’ve never seen this before. This, indeed, is a real treasure; taking it directly could extend a Martial Artist’s lifespan," Jing Yan observed the purple jade bottle in his hand.

He opened the bottle cap, and his Divine Thought instantly penetrated the jade bottle.

"Well, would you look at that!" Jing Yan’s eyes brightened as he observed the ten-thousand-year-old plum blossom dew inside the bottle—first surprised, then overjoyed.

Because in the jade bottle, there were actually more than a dozen drops of ten-thousand-year-old plum blossom dew, which was beyond Jing Yan’s expectations.

"How did the Yan Family Ancestor manage to obtain so much ten-thousand-year-old plum blossom dew?" Jing Yan shook his head, somewhat incredulous.

Although he had never seen nor acquired ten-thousand-year-old plum blossom dew before, he knew its rarity; even a single drop was hard to come by, let alone the over a dozen drops in the bottle in his hand.

Seeing this ten-thousand-year-old plum blossom dew, Jing Yan was deeply moved and could not calm down for a long time.

The value of ten-thousand-year-old plum blossom dew was no less than that of Soul Containing Grass.