Rebirth of Jinxuan

The golden light suddenly dissipated, and the rich fragrance of the elixir also vanished, restoring tranquility to the alchemy field.

Qian Feng's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, still shaken.

Qingyuan slowly lowered the long sword in her hand, her eyes filled with shock.

Only Lu Yuhang remained calm, as if the strange phenomenon he had just witnessed had nothing to do with him.

Qingfeng took a deep breath, suppressing his shock, and quickly walked up to Lu Yuhang, asking in a deep voice, "Yuhang, what kind of pill did you refine?"

Lu Yuhang looked up at Qingfeng and said calmly, "Reporting to the Hall Master, what this disciple has refined is the Nine-Turn Golden Pill."

"Nine-Turn Golden Elixir?!" Qingfeng's expression changed, and his heart was filled with shock.

The Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is a legendary divine pill with the power to bring the dead back to life. Even he had only seen it recorded in ancient books and had never actually seen a real Nine-Turn Golden Elixir.

"This matter must not be made public!" Qingfeng lowered his voice, his expression solemn. "If the royal family finds out, they will definitely send people to snatch it." As he spoke, he was calculating in his mind how to keep this matter a secret, preferably by avoiding the royal family's spies.

Zhang Yuxi walked in from outside and overheard Qingfeng's words. He frowned and asked, "Is the royal family choosing a crown prince again? Old King has so many sons..."

Qingfeng glanced at Zhang Yuxi and said meaningfully, "The king has many sons, but there can only be one crown prince."

Mu Wei had arrived at the alchemy field at some point. Hearing their conversation, he couldn't help but sneer and said, "That's all the royal family is capable of. What else can they do besides finding women?" He glanced at Ai Xi, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. "The fate of Crown Prince Hua Chen back then is a living example."

Qingfeng's expression hardened, and he said in a deep voice, "His Majesty has sent someone to Qingfeng Town to bring back his youngest son."

"Qingfeng Town?" Upon hearing these three words, Lu Jinxuan's heart trembled, and an inexplicable unease welled up in her heart.

"What, do you know that young prince?" Mo Chenfan noticed Lu Jinxuan's unusual behavior and asked with concern.

Lu Jinxuan shook her head, suppressing her unease, and said, "I just... feel that this name is somewhat familiar."

Ai Xi stood aside, listening quietly to the conversation, a subtle glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes.

He slowly began to speak, "Qingfeng Town... seems like a nice place."

Muwei chuckled and shook his head, saying, "That little prince was said to be frail and sickly and needed to rest, so he was sent to Qingfeng Town. But actually..." He paused deliberately, his gaze sweeping over everyone, and lowered his voice, "Who knows if it's something shameful?"

Mo Chenfan frowned and asked, "Has the Crown Prince made any moves?"

Qingfeng and Muwei exchanged a glance and both shook their heads.

Qingfeng said in a deep voice, "The Crown Prince has always lived a secluded life and remained aloof from worldly affairs. He has not expressed his opinion on this matter." Muwei added, "However, the Crown Prince's lineage has always been low-key. Who knows what they are planning?"

Zhang Yuxi asked somewhat impatiently, "When are we going to sail to the Kyoto Empire?"

After pondering for a moment, Qingfeng said, "At most ten days."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a disciple rushed into the alchemy field, panting, and reported, "Master! The royal family... the royal family has sent someone! They say the young prince will be entering the city today, and they request that all branches prepare to welcome him!"

Mu Xu's face darkened, and he muttered in dissatisfaction, "Making such a big fuss to welcome a mere child..." Despite his displeasure, he still instructed the disciple beside him, "Go and inform the Grand Elder of Wangqiu Hall and have him take charge of this matter."

Qingfeng turned to look at Lu Jinxuan and Mo Chenfan and said, "You two stay here and process the medicinal herbs."

Lu Jinxuan and Mo Chenfan nodded in agreement.

Ai Xi stood silently to the side, not saying a word, seemingly uninterested in all of this.

Suddenly, Lu Yuhang tugged at Qian Feng's sleeve, his eyes sparkling...

Lu Yuhang tugged at Qian Feng's sleeve, his eyes sparkling, and asked, "Brother Qian Feng, let's go see the little prince together!" Qian Feng was always interested in exciting things, and upon hearing this, he immediately perked up and nodded excitedly in agreement.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuxi smiled and said to Lu Jinxuan, "Jinxuan, let's go and see what's going on, so we can learn more about the little prince." Lu Jinxuan originally wanted to stay and help in the alchemy hall, but seeing that Zhang Yuxi and Lu Yuhang were both very interested, she nodded in agreement.

The family of three walked out of the alchemy hall side by side, blending into the bustling crowd, creating a harmonious and warm atmosphere.

Inside the alchemy hall, Mo Chenfan looked at the mountain of medicinal herbs and sighed helplessly.

He turned to Ai Xi and asked, "Ai Xi, these medicinal herbs all need to be sorted. Let's divide the work." Ai Xi nodded and silently began sorting the herbs.

The alchemy hall doesn't usually have maids or servants to do these chores, so these trivial matters fall to Mo Chenfan and Ai Xi.

Qingfeng and Muwei originally wanted to go and see what was going on, but the young prince's entry into the city was of great importance, and they dared not take it lightly. In the end, they decided to stay at the alchemy hall to handle the affairs.

Qingfeng frowned, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.

He worried that there were still uncaptured demon youths in the city who might pose a threat to the young prince.

He took out an exquisite jade box, and when he opened it, a bright green butterfly fluttered out, hovered in the air for a moment, and then flew towards the city.

Qingfeng's gaze followed Lingdie intently, silently chanting in his heart, "I must ensure the little prince's safety..."

Seeing Qingfeng's tense expression, Muwei couldn't help but snort and said, "He's just a little kid, why are you so nervous?" Qingfeng glared at him and said in a deep voice, "Better safe than sorry. This matter is no small thing, we must not take it lightly."

After putting away the sorted medicinal herbs, Ai Xi picked up a few changes of clothes and said to Mo Chenfan, "I'm going to the river to wash some clothes." Mo Chenfan nodded and said, "Go ahead, I'll sort out the rest of the herbs here." Ai Xi turned and left, her figure disappearing through the doorway.

Mo Chenfan continued sorting the medicinal herbs when suddenly he sensed something amiss…

Ai Xi carried the wooden bucket and walked towards the clear stream behind the alchemy hall.

The babbling brook glistens in the sunlight, reflecting the lush green bamboo groves on both banks, creating a delightful scene.

She soaked the clothes in the water and began to wash them skillfully, her cool face revealing no emotion.

Inside the alchemy hall, Mo Chenfan hummed a little tune as he carefully arranged the last pile of medicinal herbs.

He stretched and was about to go check if Ai Xi had finished washing the clothes when he saw Qing Feng's expression change drastically, and he suddenly rushed out the door.

"Oh no!" Qingfeng's voice trembled slightly, "The Spirit Butterfly... the Spirit Butterfly has flown to the back mountain!"

Upon hearing this, Muwei was also startled. Without regard for anything else, she rushed out after Qingfeng.

“The back mountain? Isn’t that…” His face darkened, and he didn’t continue, but an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

The two ran all the way and soon arrived at the clear stream behind the mountain.

The emerald green butterfly was seen circling and fluttering around the stream, as if it had noticed something unusual.

"This..." Qingfeng's expression turned grave. "Could something be hidden in the back mountain?"

Mu Wei narrowed his eyes, carefully observing the surrounding environment, and said in a deep voice, "This back mountain has always been sparsely populated, could it be..." He paused, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes, "...remnants of the demon race?"

Qingfeng felt a chill run down his spine; this possibility was not entirely out of the question.

If it is indeed a remnant of the demon race hiding here, then it will pose a huge threat to the safety of the young prince.

He clenched his fists, his heart filled with anxiety.

"Ai Xi is still by the stream..." Mu Wei suddenly remembered that Ai Xi was still washing clothes by the stream, and a sense of worry rose in his heart.

He quickened his pace and ran towards the stream.

Qingfeng also realized what was happening, his expression changed, and he followed suit.

The two arrived at the stream and saw Ai Xi washing clothes on the west side, but they did not find anything unusual.