Chapter 422: The Priceless Prescription!_1

"Old Mr. Sun..."

Yin Tian called out to Old Mr. Sun as he followed him into the Sun Family estate.

"Grandpa? Yin Tian? You’re both back?"

Sun Ruoyuan, who was admiring the moon in the courtyard, looked up upon hearing the voices and immediately saw Old Mr. Sun, looking furious, striding into the yard, with Yin Tian closely following behind.

Old Mr. Sun didn’t even bother to acknowledge Yin Tian and went straight toward the back courtyard.

Yin Tian wanted to follow, but Sun Ruoyuan stopped him.

"What’s going on? Why is Grandpa so angry?"

Sun Ruoyuan asked, looking at Yin Tian with a puzzled expression.

Yin Tian let out a light sigh, "Ah, I told Old Mr. Sun about the purpose of my visit."

Upon hearing this, Sun Ruoyuan also instantly understood.

"See, I told you before. My grandpa is a real stubborn old man, especially about those things handed down from our ancestors. He wouldn’t even let me touch them."

"I still remember one time, I accidentally broke a small branch off one of his potted plants, and he chased me down the street with a broom."

"That Qingxin Lingming Grass is passed down from our ancestors and is extremely precious. Grandpa will definitely not be willing to give it up."

Yin Tian’s eyes flickered, unsure of what to do.

The one thing he needed now was the Qingxin Lingming Grass. If he could obtain it, Su Qinwei would be able to recover.

But if he couldn’t get it, Su Qinwei would have no choice but to wait for death!

To save Su Qinwei, he was willing to do anything.

If he truly couldn’t get it, he wouldn’t mind forcibly taking the Qingxin Lingming Grass from the Sun Family!

At worst, he could compensate the Sun Family in some other way later on.

Watching Yin Tian with that flickering gaze, Sun Ruoyuan swallowed hard, "Yin Tian, I feel like there’s something off with your look..."

Yin Tian shook his head and looked at Sun Ruoyuan, "Is there really no room for negotiation on this matter?"

"There might be, but it’s harder than finding Qingxin Lingming Grass somewhere else."

"What way?"

"Come here, let me tell you..."

Sun Ruoyuan pulled Yin Tian closer and began to whisper...

The Sun Family study room.

Old Mr. Sun sat on an antique Taishi Chair, wearing glasses, carefully studying an ancient text that had been charred by fire, soaked by water, and was now badly damaged.

The handwriting on the ancient text was indiscernible, making it impossible to tell what was actually written.

Next to Old Mr. Sun, there was a brush and a thick stack of paper.

However, about fifteen minutes had passed since Old Mr. Sun entered the study room, and not a single word had been written on that paper!

Old Mr. Sun, holding a magnifying glass, carefully moved it over the ancient text in front of him, trying to make out any recognizable characters, but alas, it was all in vain.

"Ah..."

Old Mr. Sun put down the magnifying glass and leaned back, letting out a light sigh.

In his life, he had only one wish, to restore this ancient text before he died.

But he knew in his heart that this was almost an impossible task!

Just then, the door to the study was pushed open, and someone walked in.

"Ruoyuan, didn’t I tell you? When Grandpa is busy..."

Old Mr. Sun was speaking when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He looked at the newcomer and noticed it was the young man who had asked him for the Qingxin Lingming Grass.

"How come you haven’t left yet?"

Old Mr. Sun frowned slightly, "Wasn’t my statement clear enough? I will absolutely not hand over the Qingxin Lingming Grass to you. You might as well give up that notion."

Yin Tian did not show any dissatisfaction with Old Mr. Sun’s words. On the contrary, he grinned at Old Mr. Sun and then spoke up, "Old Mr. Sun, are you currently trying to restore ’Thousand Gold Prescriptions’?"

Old Mr. Sun glanced at Yin Tian and then let out a derisive snort, "Hmph, that boy Ruoyuan really can’t keep his mouth shut, telling you everything."

"But it doesn’t matter anymore. ’Thousand Gold Prescriptions’ has been destroyed, from now on, I don’t need to worry about anyone coveting the book to the extent that they’d be willing to annihilate my family to obtain it."

"No, no, no, Old Master, you might have misunderstood,"

Yin Tian continually waved his hands, his face bearing a brilliant smile, "What I mean is, I want to propose a deal."

"What deal?"

"I’ll recite the complete ’Thousand Gold Prescriptions’ to you for you to record on paper. In exchange, you will give me the Qingxin Lingming Grass. How about it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Old Mr. Sun’s body shook visibly, his eyes showing his surprise at Yin Tian’s words.

’Thousand Gold Prescriptions’ was a divine book that had never been passed on.

It was known to all that Medicine King Sun Simiao authored many books, among which ’Qian Jin Fang’, ’Qian Jin Yi Fang’, and ’Qian Jin Sui Fang’ were revered as medical works, with many of the prescriptions still circulating today and proven to be very effective.

However, what truly made Sun Simiao proud was the ’Thousand Gold Prescriptions’ mentioned by Yin Tian.

That was the ultimate collection of Sun Simiao’s profound medical skills!