Chapter 153: Space Ring

Liu Zhongyong was in the room preparing medicine; ever since Meng Yifan captured Luolong County, he had harvested medicinal herbs from the Warehouse, among which were two rare herbs over a hundred years old.

Medicinal herbs are also graded; generally speaking, herbs grown for over ten years are First Grade Medicinal Herbs, those grown for over fifty years are Second Grade Medicinal Herbs, those grown for over one hundred years are Third Grade Medicinal Herbs, those grown for over five hundred years are Fourth Grade Medicinal Herbs, and if a herb has grown for one thousand years, it is a Fifth Grade Medicinal Herb.

Luolong County is just a remote, small place with scarce resources, and Third Grade Medicinal Herbs are rarely found on the market; even if Meng Yifan had money, it would be very difficult to buy Third Grade Medicinal Herbs.

The two types of Third Grade Medicinal Herbs that Liu Zhongyong found in the Warehouse were, respectively, Centennial Arisaema and Century-old Datura Flower.

Having obtained these two Third Grade Medicinal Herbs, Liu Zhongyong felt as if he had found a treasure; following his prescription, using the Arisaema and Datura Flower as the main ingredients and adding some other Second Grade supplementary herbs, Liu Zhongyong was confident he could concoct a high-quality poison.

Although this poison could not yet directly kill a Third Grade Martial Artist, it could weaken the strength of a Third-Grade High-Level Martial Artist by thirty percent.

Liu Zhongyong was in the middle of processing the herbs when, at that very moment, a gust of wind sounded outside, and a faint stench of a corpse drifted in; this startled Liu Zhongyong, who stood up to look outside and saw a figure undergoing zombification appearing at his doorway.

"Yifan, how did you get infected with Corpse Poison?" Liu had watched Meng Yifan grow up since he was a child, and seeing that Meng Yifan was now on the verge of mutating into a Zombie, he could not help but be greatly shocked.

"Uncle Liu, I have already taken the antidote pill you gave me; it helped a little, but the medicinal effect cannot suppress the Corpse Poison now. Please, help me see if there is any other way to neutralize the Corpse Poison," Meng Yifan said.

Liu Zhongyong did not dare to hesitate; he stepped forward quickly, carefully examined Meng Yifan's symptoms, then opened his medicine chest and took out a portion of pale yellow Realgar Powder, a portion of brownish-red Cinnabar Powder, a portion of Black Powder, and the venom of a Third-grade Monster Beast, the Red Chain Snake; finally, he bit his index finger and, using his own fresh blood as a catalyst, blended these medicinal ingredients.

"Bear with it, it will hurt a bit," Liu Zhongyong said.

"Uncle Liu, my body has already started to stiffen, I can't feel any pain at all," Meng Yifan said.

Liu Zhongyong said nothing more; using his still-bleeding index finger, he dipped it into the special medicine and smeared it onto Meng Yifan's body.

Meng Yifan did not feel any pain at all; his body was now on the verge of mutating into a Zombie, and his body was numb, just like a vegetative person; even if his arm were to be chopped off, he would not feel any pain.

After Liu Zhongyong finished smearing the medicine on Meng Yifan's body, he took out a fire starter and lit a crumpled piece of talisman paper.

That talisman paper was quite magical; after being lit, it emitted a pale purple flame.

"Begone!" Liu Zhongyong shouted loudly, and he slapped the still-burning talisman paper in his hand directly onto Meng Yifan's body.

"Boom!" Meng Yifan's entire body was instantly enveloped in a layer of pale purple flame, and he looked just like a human torch.

"Ah!" Meng Yifan let out a miserable, earth-shattering scream; it was truly too painful, as if his whole body were being roasted on a fire.

As the pale purple flame burned, those special medicinal ingredients acted rapidly, and strands of scorching medicinal power drilled through Meng Yifan's pores into his body, engaging in a fierce struggle with the Corpse Poison.

Meng Yifan was pleasantly surprised to discover that Liu Zhongyong's medicine was having a clear effect; from his pores, strands of black mist began to be released—this was the Corpse Poison being expelled from his body.

With the expulsion of the Corpse Poison, Meng Yifan's body, which had been on the verge of stiffening, regained sensation.

It was just that the feeling was very unpleasant; one moment it felt like falling into an ice hole, his whole body shivering with cold, and the next moment it felt like being thrown into a furnace, his whole body sweating from the heat—it was truly a living hell of ice and fire.

"Haha! Uncle Liu, your medicine is really effective." Meng Yifan could perceive that the Corpse Poison, which had been spreading rapidly, was now truly being suppressed and had begun to slowly weaken.

Liu Zhongyong did not rejoice; he kept his eyes fixed on Meng Yifan's body. Slowly, the pale purple flames extinguished; a portion of the Corpse Poison on Meng Yifan's body had been drawn out, but the majority still remained entrenched within him.

"Uncle Liu, the medicine you used just now was very useful; a few more times and the Corpse Poison will be neutralized," Meng Yifan said.

Liu Zhongyong frowned, shook his head, and said, "Yifan, that Purple Fire Talisman from just now has been used up, and it is impossible to replenish this kind of talisman within the borders of Luolong County. Without the Purple Fire Talisman, relying only on those medicinal ingredients, the effect is greatly reduced; it can only slow the spread of the Corpse Poison, but it cannot eradicate it."

Meng Yifan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Uncle Liu, do you know where one can purchase Purple Fire Talismans? Let's go buy a few more."

Liu Zhongyong smiled bitterly and said, "It's useless. That place is very special; ordinary people like us cannot get in at all. Let's not talk about this for now; tell me in detail how you got infected with the Corpse Poison, and I will see if I can find another way to neutralize it."

Liu Zhongyong's background was very mysterious; he was able to concoct very magical poisons and could even affect a Third Grade Martial Artist—such skills were absolutely impossible for a secular apothecary to possess.

Everyone has their own secrets; Liu Zhongyong was unwilling to speak of his origins, and the Meng father and son had never forced him to answer, otherwise, Liu Zhongyong would either have to lie to cover it up or leave them.

Meng Yifan recounted the process of his battle with Zuo Moyan.

Upon hearing that Zuo Moyan used children to refine Zombies, Liu Zhongyong was also filled with righteous indignation and wished he could tear Zuo Moyan limb from limb.

"You just said that after Zuo Moyan self-detonated, he left behind two treasures; that Triangular Command Flag should be for controlling Zombies, and if I am not mistaken, that Ring should be a Space Ring. Quickly bind it to yourself and see if there is an antidote for the Corpse Poison inside," Liu Zhongyong said.

"A Space Ring?" Meng Yifan's heart stirred; he had, of course, heard of Space Rings, which were said to be one of the essential pieces of equipment for an Immortal Cultivator.

Within a tiny ring, it contained a space, allowing one to carry many things with them; it was an essential treasure for home and travel.

"How does one bind a Space Ring?" Meng Yifan asked.

"A Space Ring is a treasure used by cultivators; under normal circumstances, they are set with restrictions, and it is very difficult for outsiders to open a Space Ring."

"However, according to what you said, Zuo Moyan has already self-detonated and died, so the restrictions he left behind should have already dissipated; you only need to drip blood to bind it, then leave your own spiritual imprint, and you will be able to open this Space Ring," Liu Zhongyong spoke eloquently, as if he were very familiar with Space Rings.