The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron - Chapter 391
Chapter 391: Chapter 391: Splitting the Door with a Sword
The tower looked ancient as if it had existed for a long time. Even standing outside, one could feel a sense of age and history washing over them.
Fang Lin took a gentle sniff; a faint scent of herbs was detectable. Although it was subtle, his highly sensitive nose picked it up immediately.
Looking up, he noticed a sign hanging above the tower’s entrance, almost unreadable due to age, bearing the words — The Immortal Medicine Pavilion.
Fang Lin stared at the dusty sign, mouth tugging up faintly, a hint of scorn and mockery in his eyes.
“In this world, who dares to claim immortality? A mere ancient tower dares to call itself immortal? Ridiculous.” His mind scoffed as he stepped toward the tower.
The tower’s entrance was tightly shut. Fang Lin attempted to push it, but it wouldn’t budge.
“What’s the meaning of this? I’ve made it all the way here, yet I can’t get inside?” Fang Lin frowned, voicing his confusion.
The elderly man in white robes appeared behind Fang Lin like a wraith, a mocking tone in his voice, “This is The Immortal Medicine Pavilion’s test for you.”
Fang Lin cast a glance at him, “Retest? Want me to push the door?”
The elderly man simply gestured towards the door of The Immortal Medicine Pavilion, “It’s not as simple as pushing a door. The tower’s entrance is protected by an ancient array. You cannot force it open; you must solve the array to enter.”
Hearing this, Fang Lin’s frown deepened. This was intentionally making things difficult for him.
Though Fang Lin had experience from his previous life, he didn’t know much about arrays; his understanding was average, at best.
Getting him to break the ancient array on the door seemed impossible.
Seeing Fang Lin’s silence, the aged man looked more pleased, “What’s wrong? If you can’t do it, just give up.”
Fang Lin shot him a heated glare, “Who said I’m giving up? It’s just an array, right? Watch me break it.”
That being said, Fang Lin sat cross-legged and started to decipher the array.
After a while, he got up, a strange look on his face.
“It seems I’m not cut out for deciphering arrays.” Fang Lin murmured to himself. The array on the door was incredibly complex. With his rudimentary skills, it was impossible for him to solve it; even a hundred years wouldn’t be enough.
The elderly man could barely hold back his laughter. It looked like the boy wasn’t as exceptional as he thought, at least not in the field of alchemy.
Fang Lin shot the elderly man an angry glance. With a hardened resolve, he thought, if I can’t solve the array, I’ll just break it.
Immediately, he slapped his Nine Palace Bag, revealing a blood-colored longsword.
“Ah!!!” The sword’s appearance caused the elderly man to shriek in alarm. He quickly retreated a distance, his eyes vivid with shock.
“That’s a fine demon sword! What are you up to?” The elderly man managed to stutter out, his voice shaking.
Fang Lin gave a sly smile, swinging the blood-colored longsword and aiming directly for the entrance of The Immortal Medicine Pavilion.
“Have you lost your mind?” The elderly man screamed. He wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
Boom!!!
As the blood-colored longsword crashed onto the entrance door of The Immortal Medicine Pavilion, it seemed like the entire Pill Pole Tower had vibrated momentarily.
A tremendous rebounding force sent Fang Lin flying backwards, spewing blood in midair.
The entrance of The Immortal Medicine Pavilion reacted as if it had been heavily struck, ripple-like distortions appearing upon it. Then, suddenly the entrance collapsed.
Yes, the entire entrance shattered into pieces, turning into a pile of broken wood.
The elderly man stood dumbfounded. This brat had actually demolished the entrance of The Immortal Medicine Pavilion. Could there be anything crazier?
Outside, Zhuge Cang and others, who were guarding the vicinity of the Pill Pole Tower, also felt the tower vibrate. Everyone’s face changed, having no idea what had just happened.
“What’s going on?” Lu Wuwei questioned.
Zhuge Cang shook his head, completely clueless about what had happened. But the tower had definitely shaken, it wasn’t their imagination.
“Could Fang Lin and the others have caused some trouble inside?” Chen Mu wondered.
At this suggestion, everyone else nodded in agreement, all believing that was the case.
At that moment, Fang Lin was sprawled on the ground, unable to get up for a long while. It felt as if his internal organs had shifted; the pain was almost unbearable.
“Damn it!” Fang Lin swore, spitting out another mouthful of blood. His face convulsed in pain, sucking in cold air ceaselessly.
He quickly took out some pills and swallowed them. As the healing properties spread through his body, he began to feel slightly better.
However, this incident had seriously injured him. Even an average Earth Element martial artist could potentially take him out now.
At this point, the blood-colored longsword started to hum, as if it detected the scent of Fang Lin’s blood and began to stir with anticipation.
Fang Lin hurriedly housed it back into his Nine Palace Bag. Should the sword make a move now, he might very well meet his end here.
“Are you crazy, boy!” There was a furious roar from the elderly man in white.
Fang Lin looked at him but chose to ignore, instead turning his attention to the entrance of The Immortal Medicine Pavilion.
The entrance was in ruins, revealing the interior of the pavilion.
Fang Lin put on a smile. Although it was somewhat grotesque, it was a smile of success. He’d finally managed to break down that damned door.
However, he didn’t rush to enter. His current injuries were severe that was the top priority to handle. There was plenty of time, and the Immortal Medicine Pavilion wasn’t going anywhere.
He thus took out various healing pills and swallowed them, even biting off a leaf from the Starlight Grass.
Starlight Grass was renowned for its healing properties, a single plant was capable of saving a person’s life.
Fang Lin was reluctant to devour the entire piece of Starlight Grass, so he only chewed on a single leaf.
Nonetheless, the solitary leaf worked wonders. Half an hour later, Fang Lin, who had just been in unbearable pain, had already recovered substantially.
Fang Lin was secretly amazed. The Starlight Grass was truly something. Luckily he had won it from Chu Tian in Yun Country. Without it, he would have a tough time coping with the current situation.
Another half an hour passed; Fang Lin felt he had almost fully healed. After swallowing a few more pills, he stood up and headed for The Immortal Medicine Pavilion.
The elderly man followed behind Fang Lin, muttering complaints under his breath. However, Fang Lin completely ignored him, disregarding his words as mere background noise.
Looking at the shattered entrance of The Immortal Medicine Pavilion, Fang Lin couldn’t help but grin. He was quite pleased with his deed.
The elderly man huffed angrily, his eyes wide with rage. If he had a tangible form, he would give Fang Lin a proper beating.
As they stepped into the pavilion, they were greeted with a sight of rows of plants sealed in jade stones. Some were full of life as if freshly harvested, while others were shrivelled and wilted due to time passage.
Sealed within jade stones were all kinds of medicinal ingredients, filling their eyes. For a moment, Fang Lin’s eye was dazzled by the spread before him.
“I smell heavenly herbs!” The voice of the Millennium Corpse Ginseng echoed from Fang Lin’s Nine Palace Bag, slightly lascivious in its excitement.
