As the bizarre elixir was about to burst out of the cauldron,

the entire Shennong Cauldron suddenly emitted a faint golden glow, enveloping the whole cauldron.

The eerie human face seemed to be warded off by this golden light, letting out a sharp scream before it was reduced to ashes in no time.

After waiting a while and confirming there were no further anomalies in the cauldron, Han Zhan finally retrieved the elixir.

Looking at the pearl-like and jade-smooth elixir in his hand, Han Zhan's eyes involuntarily warmed up.

[Divine Radiance] was activated again, and the information of the elixir came into view.

[Name: Little Returning Pill]

[Effect: Can resist the erosion of the night, suppress internal mutations, and break the rules, granting three hours of nighttime travel privileges]

[Note: Refining the Little Returning Pill carries a risk to life, one life for one elixir, please refine cautiously!]

Seeing the introduction of the Little Returning Pill, Han Zhan finally realized.

It wasn't that the pill formula was cursed; it was that refining the Little Returning Pill required one life for one elixir.

Such a treacherous setup, Luckily, he used the Shennong Cauldron for refining; the Shennong Cauldron, being the furnace used by Shennong to make elixirs, had a restraining effect on elixir mutations, thus he escaped unscathed.

"That Jiang Tribe's Clan Leader, Jiang Huai, must also know the limitations of refining the Little Returning Pill. That's why he wouldn't allow the tribe members to refine it, instead handing the pill formula to me, an outsider. His intentions are extremely sinister!"

Even though Han Zhan successfully refined the Little Returning Pill, he chose to stay inside, waiting for the night to fall.

Since the Little Returning Pill could grant the consumer temporary nighttime walking abilities, according to the rules, after taking the Little Returning Pill, Han Zhan could ignore the ban and search for more clues at night.

His intuition told him that the outside world at night would be far more exciting.

Refining the elixir consumed a lot of energy, so Han Zhan decided to take a nap, waiting for nighttime to fall.

When Han Zhan woke up again, it was already dark outside.

The familiar howling wind sounded again.

This time, Han Zhan did not hesitate, swallowing the Little Returning Pill in one gulp.

After swallowing the Little Returning Pill, Han Zhan felt as if a special force suddenly appeared within him, enveloping his entire body and forming a natural barrier.

Han Zhan opened the door and walked out.

The Jiang Tribe at night was silent, not a soul was around. The moment he opened the door, even the howling wind ceased, as if what he heard before was just an illusion.

There were no terrifying ghostly figures or the imagined crimson eyes, only barren streets.

Han Zhan, with his sharp sixth sense, vaguely heard footsteps coming from a distance, quickly hiding near the houses to watch quietly.

It wasn't long before a sneaky figure appeared at the end of the street.

The figure seemed certain that no one else would appear and made no effort to hide, walking out brazenly.

Upon seeing the figure emerging from the shadows, Han Zhan was a bit shocked.

Jiang Huai? He can walk at night too. Oh right, the Little Returning Pill's formula was given by him. The Jiang Clan must have some surplus Little Returning Pills. Han Zhan pondered, holding his breath and staying inconspicuous.

Very quickly, Jiang Huai arrived at the entrance of Han Zhan's place.

He first pressed his ear against the door to listen, not hearing a sound after a while, he sneered and muttered to himself, "This outsider met his end fittingly, allowing me to gain a Little Returning Pill for free."

After speaking, Jiang Huai forcefully pushed open the door.

The door opened with a creak, empty inside, with no trace of Han Zhan.

Seeing this, Jiang Huai was dumbfounded, and suddenly a familiar voice rang out from behind: "Clan Leader Jiang, are you out so late looking for me?"

Hearing Han Zhan's voice from behind, Jiang Huai turned his head in disbelief, his shocked gaze fixed on Han Zhan, his tone full of doubt: "This is impossible! You, you refined the Little Returning Pill, why are you safe and sound? This is absolutely impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible, Clan Leader Jiang," Han Zhan said, stepping forward to block Jiang Huai's path.

The reason he dared to do this was that he discovered an even greater secret.

The Jiang Huai in front of him, the terrifying aura he had during the day was gone. Now Jiang Huai felt like an ordinary person with no cultivation!

It was precisely because he discovered this that Han Zhan had the confidence to block the other's path.

Jiang Huai's expression did not look good.

He forced a smile, trying to negotiate with Han Zhan: "Outsider, I have no intention of making things difficult for you, shall we let this matter pass peacefully?"

"No intention of making things difficult? Intentionally giving me the Little Returning Pill's formula, deceiving me into refining it, just to use my life in exchange for the pill, is this not making things difficult? Hahaha." Han Zhan's sarcasm left Jiang Huai's face alternating between blue and white.

Finding the opportunity, he made a swift move toward the side alley, but was slapped to the ground by Han Zhan who reacted even faster.

He quite liked the feeling of slapping someone to the ground with one blow.

Just as he was slapped during the day, he intended to return the favor at night!

"What do you really want?" Jiang Huai snarled.

"Tell me everything you know, don't play any tricks, we have ample time, I can wait," Han Zhan said.

Upon hearing Han Zhan's words, Clan Leader Jiang Huai straightforwardly revealed everything he knew.

The Little Returning Pill was indeed a pill formula left by Shennong.

Since Shennong's death, this formula had been kept in the Jiang Clan, well preserved.

Only pharmacists could refine the Little Returning Pill, but due to its trait of one life for one elixir, the pharmacists of the Jiang Clan could not afford to expend their lives. Eventually, the Jiang Clan sealed the formula, ceasing its refinement.

The rule against going out after six o'clock at night was real and not targeted at Han Zhan alone.

The night air was filled with some kind of unknown eerie pollution. When walking at night, this pollution accelerated the outbreak of diseases within them. This weirdness plagued every generation of the Jiang Clan.

There was also the secret Han Zhan had sensed beforehand.

This world was peculiar, not only diseased but gravely so.

During the day, everyone living in this world had their strength greatly increased, effortlessly hunting birds and beasts.

But come night, the outside world became exceptionally dangerous. The stronger one was during the day, the weaker they became at night, even weaker than ordinary people, while the originally frail birds and beasts mutated, becoming terrifying.

Jiang Huai's intention to have Han Zhan refine the Little Returning Pill was merely to make the most of his outsider status, to stockpile an additional Little Returning Pill for the Jiang Clan for emergency use.

Listening to Jiang Huai's explanation, Han Zhan was half-believing, half-doubting.

Yet ultimately, he refrained from taking action against Jiang Huai and putting him to death.

The two fell into silence once more.

Just then, a quick and swift footstep echoed on the distant street.

A petite black shadow appeared from afar.

It was a little girl, looking about twelve or thirteen, with two pigtails, seemingly unaware of her surroundings as she walked down the road.

Most importantly, her eyes were red!

Jiang Yue!

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