Chapter 1612: Chapter 676: Where Is My Medicinal Power?!_3

Zhao Wangyang took a deep breath, bowed, and said, "Master Chun Yangzi, junior Zhao Wangyang, is willing to lead the remaining thirty-seven members of Chaohui Temple to join Nanming Village. If the senior does not disdain us, I am willing to open the Rising Sun Medicine Garden around the Sun Raising Yang Locking Cloud Altar, cultivating Yang-type spiritual grass for Nanming Village, and I am willing to follow the army’s arrangements."

Chun Yangzi looked at the allegiance document, his gaze falling on Zhao Wangyang.

After a great victory, the taste of reputation settles in such subtle details.

"Chaohui Temple, I have heard of it," Chun Yangzi said slowly, "Your temple’s Ancestor Master once set up a sundial on East Ridge to drive away the cold disaster for the people of three counties, showcasing the power and righteousness of the Yang Dao. You are willing to join and open a medicine garden, which is very good."

Zhao Wangyang felt a weight lift from his heart, his eyes slightly hot: "Senior has actually heard of my sect’s Ancestor Master’s deeds?"

Chun Yangzi gave a faint smile: "The Pure Yang Lineage shares the same breath across the world. As for the matters of the Rising Sun Medicine Garden, present the plan later. If it yields results, Nanming Village will naturally not treat you poorly."

Zhao Wangyang immediately bowed down, his forehead almost touching the ground: "Thank you, Great Village Chief, for taking us in!"

Chun Yangzi: "As for your ranking and position in the village, there’s no rush to decide, first, you must work..."

Chun Yangzi stopped mid-sentence, looking outside the door.

His trusted confidant had returned, bringing back Ning Zhuo’s letter and a wooden box sealing the Pure Yang Ancestor Master Pill.

Chun Yangzi’s gaze immediately fell on the wooden box.

Zhao Wangyang watched curiously, silently observing.

The confidant approached Chun Yangzi, presenting the wooden box and the letter.

The hall fell silent.

Chun Yangzi reached out and took the wooden box.

"The Pure Yang Ancestor Master Pill is back!"

In his heart, he always carried the weight of this matter.

This pill, bearing the True Intent of the Yang Path from generations of Sect Leaders, had a value and significance in the lineage transmission far surpassing the Yang Fish!

It’s back, and that’s good.

Chun Yangzi raised his hand to unseal the sealing talisman.

The vermillion lacquered wooden box opened silently.

Inside, the Pure Yang Ancestor Master Pill lay quietly, its exterior still simple and unadorned, like a smooth stone. The pill shell was gray-white and inconspicuous; its surface showed little Spirit Light. But Chun Yangzi knew best: the more it appeared so, the more profound and deep it was.

The overwhelming True Intent of the Ancestor Master was all converged in the Medicinal Power, deeply hidden within the pill.

Chun Yangzi carefully pinched the pill with two fingers.

In the palm of his hand, the pill still felt weighty.

A flash of pride quickly passed through Chun Yangzi’s eyes.

He extended a wisp of Divine Sense, wrapped in Pure Yang Magical Power, slowly infiltrating the pill shell. This method allowed immediate distinction of truth from falsehood.

The next moment, his brow moved slightly.

The Medicinal Power...

The mountain wind blew outside, rustling the window mullion lightly.

Chun Yangzi’s Divine Sense roamed through the pill.

The pill shell was intact.

The Pill Pattern remained.

But inside, it was empty.

The vast Pure Yang True Intent that should have been as vast as the sun sinking into the sea now only had a thin layer of residual warmth.

Chun Yangzi blinked.

"Hmm?" His expression showed some confusion.

He thought perhaps his injuries were too severe, impairing his Divine Sense, leading to a mistaken perception.

So he sat upright, the Nascent Soul’s aura slowly flowing within him.

This time, Chun Yangzi did not hold back.

Divine Sense like Golden Threads, mana like the sun’s rays, layer by layer infiltrated the Pure Yang Ancestor Master Pill.

Inside the pill, empty, empty, empty.

Completely empty.

Chun Yangzi’s heart chilled. It was as if someone had left the doors, beams, and plaques of a treasure trove intact but had moved the mountains of gold and silver, leaving behind only some aged golden powder on the floor.

He gazed down at the pill in his palm, the muscles around his eyes twitching slightly.

His originally grand and bright gaze first turned blank, then became suspicious, and after that, the suspicion ignited like oil into an uncontrollable fear.

The Pure Yang Ancestor Master Pill!

Is this still my Pure Yang Ancestor Master Pill?

Where is the Medicinal Power?

Where is all my Medicinal Power?!!

What happened?

What did that little thief Ning Zhuo do?!

Could it be that he absorbed all the True Intent within?!

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