The entire sky outside the mountain stream resembled daylight, with arcs of lightning and vortices intertwining as if forming a small sun.

Cousin and the Mo Family disciples had just retreated, only to see arcs of lightning occasionally striking downward from the vortices, causing a tremendous boom upon hitting the ground.

The vortices were also gradually worn away by the barrage of lightning arcs, leading to subtle distortions in the void through their mutual pulling.

Han Yu shielded his eyes in pain, having failed to react immediately, accidentally looking directly into the blazing white light that suddenly flared, now crying with tears streaming down his face.

The two forces continued their destructive clash for a considerable moment before finally dissipating into nothingness.

Looking again at the surroundings, the mountain stream was completely ravaged, with deep pits scattered all around.

The old housekeeper then grabbed Han Yu and flew towards Cousin and the others.

As soon as they landed, Cousin hurriedly came up, supporting Han Yu and asked with a concerned face, "I was nearly scared to death; are you okay, Pharmacist?"

Han Yu shook his head. His Sea of Consciousness expanded, and combined with the Fire Divine Power being elevated by the bottle, he wasn't burned by the flames, but the explosive impact still left him shaken.

Only now, as things calmed down, he genuinely felt the tearing pain across his insides.

"You're lucky you didn't blow yourself up; you're always messing with explosions every few days."

Glass's resentful voice echoed in the Sea of Consciousness. Han Yu took a closer look inside, only to find, in surprise, that the bottle and Artifact Spirit had created a Foggy Area and hidden within it once more.

He glanced at the old housekeeper beside him, gaining a sudden realization.

"Can the Transcendent Realm detect you?"

He secretly asked in the Sea of Consciousness.

"How could they?"

Glass replied in a small voice, lacking confidence, yet still hid within the Foggy Area with the bottle.

Cousin looked towards the waterfall of the mountain stream, which was eerily quiet, and immediately asked, "Where's that old lunatic?"

Han Yu hesitated, with a peculiar expression on his face, and said, "He might have... turned into a medicinal ingredient?"

Whoosh!

Upon hearing this, the old housekeeper disappeared in an instant, heading straight into the mountain stream.

Cousin, intrigued, leaned in to ask in a low voice, prompting Han Yu to give a brief account of the old Pharmacist becoming the Ginseng King.

Though he trimmed the story, Cousin immediately associated it with Han Yu's pills, widening his eyes in disbelief as he looked at him.

Even a Transcendent Realm cultivator can't handle the Pharmacist's pills?

Before long, the old housekeeper returned, wearing a blend of curiosity and oddity on his face, looking at Han Yu with an expression that said he could no longer see through this young man.

Inside the cave dwelling, as he entered, it was in total disarray. In a corner, a human-height Ginseng King took root, and upon closer look.

It was indeed a person height! The Ginseng KIng's top had a head with closed eyes—who else could it be but that old lunatic?

The area below its neck was covered with a plant-like exterior, countless roots extending outward.

The old housekeeper swallowed secretly, "Looks nourishing all right!"

He quickly dismissed the dangerous thought, knowing he couldn't bring himself to stomach it, knowing how grimy that lunatic was!

The old housekeeper lingered a bit longer, seeing that the lunatic was merely asleep, with a normal aura, only his body completely inactive.

He immediately associated it with Han Yu, knowing there were only the two of them in the cave. No matter how crazy that lunatic was, he wouldn't have turned himself into an herb, recalling the swirl that carried his spiritual energy.

The implication was clear; it must have something to do with Han Yu.

Looks like the friend this young master has befriended is no simple person!

Cousin, observing the old housekeeper's expression, seemed to have a revelation and patted Han Yu's shoulder, saying, "My man, you saved me again."

"What's all the talk? If common folks were here, they'd say you're corny."

Han Yu shook his head and laughed.

The old housekeeper, beside them, heard their conversation clearly, knowing it was meant as a reminder for him.

Suppressing his initial intent to inquire further, he waved at the clan members, "Let's go inside and extract the Spirit Stones."

After which, Cousin and Han Yu had nothing to do, with the Mo Family cultivators entering the mountain stream one after another, even Mo Xingzhi going along.

Ultimately, the old housekeeper remained, feeling unsettled and needing to be on alert.

Cousin, observing Han Yu's languid demeanor, quickly asked a fellow clan member for an Iron Kite, and they both headed back to Ink Cloud City…

——

"Another day Han Yu barely managed to save his skin."

Finally back at the inn, Han Yu grimaced as he lay down, every move causing a burning pain within him.

Were his body not subtly fortified over time, he would have likely perished this time around.

Before he could close his eyes, that ball of bun jumped out of the fog, starting to clamour.

As it spoke, the fog in the Sea of Consciousness dispersed, revealing the true form of the Glazed Bottle.

These two things, only now did they finally remove the fog; they were really cautious.

Han Yu ignored it, closing his eyes, and before long, Glass couldn't help but pout and speak out.

"I told you not to go saving people; now you're in big trouble!"

Han Yu lay spread-eagle, rolling his eyes and said with irritation, "Nothing happened anyway."

"Tsk, tsk!"

Glass looked displeased, stretching its bun face, "The effects of the Old Ginseng Life-Stabilizing Pill only last a year; guess what a Transcendent Realm expert would do first once he breaks free?"

Of course, he'd come for the person who trapped him.

Han Yu felt a chill in his heart, damn, he was so caught up in celebrating he forgot about this.

Imagining the scene of the old lunatic breaking free, Han Yu couldn't help but feel a cold sweat.

"Or should I go finish him off now?"

Enduring the pain, Han Yu hurriedly got up, but before he could leave, Glass quickly stopped him.

"Do you seriously think the bottle's pills are ineffective? The Life Firming Pill's side effect manages to control a Transcendent cultivator. What makes you think you could break its life-preserving ability?"

Is there really no way to gain the advantage?

If he waits for a year, he's officially doomed.

No doubt the old Pharmacist, once out of his botanical transformation, would first scour the world for Han Yu.

"There is a way."

Glass suddenly said.

Han Yu brightened upon hearing this and eagerly asked, "What way?"

"In this year, you need to desperately refine pills, and be stronger than him by then."

The hopeful expression on his face visibly darkened, was this the plan?

No wonder he got such a considerate reminder, who knew it was just drawing him a new pie.

Not bothering to respond, Han Yu pulled the covers over his head and went to sleep...

——

At the break of dawn, early morning.

Knock, knock, knock!

Han Yu's room door was knocked on.

"Pharmacist!"

Cousin's voice came from outside the room.

Upon opening the door, Cousin entered, appearing slightly downcast.

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