Invincible Divine Sword

Chapter 549: Chapter 549 Five-Star Apothecary

When the Netherworld Ghost King’s gaze fixed on Yang Xiaotian in an instant, Yang Xiaotian felt as if Death itself had set its sights on him.

A chilling sensation crept over his entire body.

Even his soul felt as though it had frozen stiff.

Yang Xiaotian’s body tensed up.

However, the moment the Netherworld Ghost King’s gaze fell upon the Netherworld Ring on Yang Xiaotian’s finger, that deathly stare suddenly softened.

He slowly stood up, leaped out of the Eternal Heavenly Coffin, and then, with a respectful bow to Yang Xiaotian, said, “Meets the Sect Master, thanks for your salvation!”

Although he was the Netherworld Ghost King, he still had to show respect and courtesy to Yang Xiaotian, the Netherworld Demon Sect Master.

“Senior is too polite, it’s only right,” Yang Xiaotian replied with a smile. “How do you feel, Senior?”

The Netherworld Ghost King said, “I’ve completely suppressed that Sword Qi, but to fully expel it will require a month.”

Hearing that the Netherworld Ghost King needed another month, Yang Xiaotian thought for a moment and gave him ten Grade Two Heavenly Life-Returning Pills.

“Grade Two Heavenly Life-Returning Pills!” The Netherworld Ghost King exclaimed upon seeing the Life-Returning Pills in Yang Xiaotian’s hand.

Even in ancient times, such pills were rare.

“Take these ten Grade Two Heavenly Life-Returning Pills for now, and I will give you Grade Two Heavenly Life Elixirs in a few days,” said Yang Xiaotian.

“Grade Two Heavenly Life Elixirs!” The Netherworld Ghost King gasped.

Life-Returning Pills are emperor-level healing elixirs, whereas Life Elixirs are holy-level healing elixirs.

He knew very well how precious a Grade Two Heavenly Life Elixir was.

If he had a Grade Two Heavenly Life Elixir, he wouldn’t need a month; just two days would suffice to completely drive out the lingering Sword Qi.

However, he didn’t understand why their Sect Master would have a Grade Two Heavenly Life Elixir in a few days.

Could it be that there was an auction for Grade Two Heavenly Life Elixirs in a few days?

“Sect Master, we’re almost at the Imperial Capital,” the Titan Giant Demon’s voice sounded from outside at this moment.

“Hmm, alright,” replied Yang Xiaotian, as he stored the Eternal Heavenly Coffin away and walked out with the Netherworld Ghost King.

When the door opened, and the Titan Giant Demon saw Yang Xiaotian emerge with a pale, sickly-looking, emaciated old man, he was astonished.

Obviously, he didn’t expect an ill and thin old man to suddenly appear beside Yang Xiaotian.

The Netherworld Ghost King looked up at the Titan Giant Demon.

Just one glance made the Titan Giant Demon feel the same chilling terror as Yang Xiaotian had before.

“Titan Bloodline,” the Netherworld Ghost King said indifferently, “Are you a descendant of Tai Yangming?”

The Titan Giant Demon trembled all over.

Tai Yangming was indeed his grandfather, one of the four strongest demons under the Netherworld Grandmaster in those days.

“Yes, Senior, he is my grandfather,” the Titan Giant Demon replied dryly, quickly adding, “May I ask who the Senior is?”

“You will know in due time,” the Netherworld Ghost King replied in his perennially cold voice.

Meanwhile, Mu Yi and Xie Wuxin found it strange to see a sickly old man appear beside Yang Xiaotian.

When the Netherworld Ghost King set his gaze on them, they, like the Titan Giant Demon, felt as though they were being stared down by a hellish god of death.

Both Mu Yi and Xie Wuxin felt a bone-chilling terror.

“Young Master, who is this?” Xie Wuxin couldn’t help asking, but his gaze was much more cautious when he looked at the Netherworld Ghost King.

As one of the four Great Medicine Gods of the Myriad Swords Continent, Xie Wuxin often hosted Supreme Sect Ancestors seeking his services, looking at them with a commanding eye, but now, he dared not look the Netherworld Ghost King in the same way.

Hearing Xie Wuxin’s question, the Netherworld Ghost King spoke, “Boy, do you wish to know who I am?”

Lad?

Xie Wuxin had never been addressed in such a way before.

Yet, what surprised him was that he didn’t feel at all uncomfortable, and he quickly smiled and said, “Senior must not misunderstand, I’m merely curious.”

The Netherworld Ghost King, however, did not speak again.

That chilling, lifeless face left Xie Wuxin feeling somewhat awkward.

Yang Xiaotian stood at the bow of the flying ship, looking ahead, where he saw a majestic and towering city, sprawling between heaven and earth, with countless palaces, its streets swarming with people like ants, and numerous Sects and family airships resembling swarms of locusts, continuously converging on the great city.

This was the Imperial Capital of the Supreme Empire!

“The Imperial Capital of the Supreme Empire is indeed worthy of being the number one city in the Myriad Swords Continent,” Yang Xiaotian remarked.

The Netherworld Ghost King gazed ahead at the Imperial Capital of the Supreme Empire, lost in ancient memories.

He had visited the Imperial Capital of the Supreme Empire in the past.

Those were memories and years he would never forget in his lifetime.

Xie Wuxin, looking at the Imperial Capital of the Supreme Empire, also felt quite sentimental, as it had been tens of thousands of years since he had set foot in this ancient metropolis. He suddenly said to Mu Yi, “I’ve heard that little Dezi’s Medicine Hall has been doing quite well these years.”

Little Dezi was none other than Chen Ningde, the Master of the Grand Medicine Hall of the Empire.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yi replied with a forced smile, “Master Chen has been in charge of the Medicine Hall for tens of thousands of years, and there has been an emergence of many alchemy prodigies.”

Xie Wuxin nodded thoughtfully, as when he had left the Supreme Imperial Capital, Chen Ningde had not yet been the Master of the Grand Medicine Hall of the Empire.

The Mu Family airship arrived in front of the Imperial Capital.

Other airships, seeing it was the Mu Family’s vessel, all steered clear.

Yang Xiaotian and the people of the Mu Family rode their Mount Beasts into the city.

Mu Wanqing rode up beside Yang Xiaotian and asked, “Is this Young Master Yang’s first visit to the Supreme Imperial Capital?”

Although her father had asked her to seek advice from this young man in alchemy, she felt unconvinced and doubtful; however, she always thought this young man was mysterious. The few people who followed him appeared to be very strong, which piqued her curiosity about the young man’s identity.

Yang Xiaotian hummed in acknowledgment, “It’s my first time here.”

After that, the two struck up a sporadic conversation.

Mu Wanqing then ventured to ask, “May I know which star level the young master is at in his Apothecary ranking?”

Yang Xiaotian glanced at Mu Wanqing and smiled, “I passed the Five-Star Apothecary exam a few years ago.”

Since last passing the second, third, fourth, and fifth star Apothecary exams in the Buddha Source Empire, he hadn’t taken any further Apothecary exams, so he remained a Five-Star Apothecary. However, if he had time, he thought he might like to take the Apothecary exam again in the next few days, to attempt the six-star, seven-star, and even eight-star levels all at once.

Mu Wanqing, upon hearing that Yang Xiaotian was only a Five-Star Apothecary, furrowed her brows. Hadn’t her father said the young man had a high level of skill in Alchemy? Merely five stars?

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Mu Yi arranged for the best palace for Yang Xiaotian and his companions to stay in, then personally went to the Mu Family Treasure House and brought all the Sand of Time from the treasury to Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian thanked Mu Yi and immediately started to refine the Sand of Time in the palace without wasting any time.

That night.

In the deepest space of the Mu Family, Mu Lin, the Ancient Ancestor of the Mu Family, held in his hand a two-calamity heavenly-grade Holy Healing Pill. The more he examined it, the more astonished and impressed he became. It was also the first time he’d seen such a perfect two-calamity heavenly-grade holy-class Elixir.

After a long while, Mu Lin reluctantly shifted his gaze and nodded to Mu Yi with a smile, “You’ve done well.”

Mu Yi hesitantly said, “But what about the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sect?”

Mu Lin snorted coldly, “It’s just Zhao Rong. Our Mu Family doesn’t need to look at his face when doing things.” Then he added, “In these next few days, arrange some time, see if Young Master Yang is available, I would like to meet him.”