Transmigrated into a book? A vicious female supporting character? A senior sister? Tsk tsk!

After saying that, Tang Xinyan added:

"Of course, I don't have any prejudice against the Hehuan Sect, but I feel that most families with deep foundations are quite resistant to the Hehuan Sect."

Yu Zechen smiled, nodded, and slowly said:

"My mother was ambushed and poisoned while pregnant with me. Although she took an antidote in time and the poison was neutralized, she was born prematurely as a result."

When I was born, my whole body was bluish-purple, and my breath was weak. After the doctor examined me, my parents realized that my mother had been poisoned by a mother-child poison.

"According to the doctor, this 'mother-child poison' is extremely insidious and has been lost for many years. He only learned a little about it because he enjoys studying those ancient scrolls."

This poison was specifically designed for pregnant women; its true target is the unborn child. On the surface, it seems easy to cure; ordinary antidotes can suffice.

"But it's just a disguise. The deeper poison will quickly be passed to the child through the mother's body, and the poison in the child is the most difficult to cure."

"It was only because of the superior antidote that my life was saved, but it only temporarily suppressed the poison; an antidote must be prepared to cure it."

"But how easy is it to gather all the antidote for this kind of lost poison? Although my family has a fairly good history, there are several herbs that are said to have been extinct."

Therefore, it's highly likely I won't live to see the antidote concocted, and just when my whole family is in despair, my master appears.

"She was a good friend of my ancestor and would occasionally visit my home. That time when she met me, she said that we had a master-disciple relationship."

I asked my family to take me as their disciple, but I was already physically weak and was also poisoned. Forget cultivating immortality, even living a normal life would be difficult.

"Furthermore, given my understanding of the Hehuan Sect, my parents were initially reluctant. My master wasn't angry, though; she spoke with my ancestor..."

She knew I was poisoned in the womb, and that the spiritual pool in the Hehuan Sect's sacred temple, while unable to completely remove the poison from my body, could help remove most of it.

"This way, the chances of me finding the antidote for the remaining poison will be much higher, and it will also buy me more time. Besides, my master has promised..."

My family didn't require me to practice dual cultivation techniques, nor did they force me to do anything, which is why they agreed to my becoming their disciple.

Tang Xinyan became even more puzzled after hearing this:

"You don't have some kind of special constitution, do you?"

Tang Xinyan's hesitation made Yu Zechen immediately guess her thoughts, and he chuckled:

"No, I only have a single high-grade fire spirit root. My master, like your master, takes on disciples based on fate."

Tang Xinyan shrugged, no longer dwelling on the issue, and said knowingly:

"So, this is the main reason why you and your best friend founded this auction house, right? To find the remaining medicinal herbs through auctions."

Yu Zechen nodded: "That's right."

Tang Xinyan, thinking of the ten-thousand-year-old herb garden that would open after she reached the Golden Core stage, said seemingly casually:

"How much time do you have left? What medicine do you need?"

Yu Zechen didn't think much of it, assuming Tang Xinyan was just chatting casually, and replied casually:

"I now go to the Spirit Pool for a few days every month. My physical condition is in pretty good shape, and it should be a long time before the poison takes effect."

As for the missing medicinal herbs, we are still missing one ten-thousand-year-old fire lotus, one seventh-grade fire-flower, one ten-thousand-year-old fire ginseng, and one exquisite fruit.

Tang Xinyan: "So, this Mother-Child Poison is a type of cold poison?"

Yu Zechen nodded:

"That's right, and luckily I have a fire elemental root, which helps suppress this poison to some extent."

Tang Xinyan understood. She communicated with Tuanzi telepathically and was surprised to find that she actually had Linglong Fruit and Ten-Thousand-Year Fire Ginseng in her realm, and quite a lot of them.

After scanning her surroundings with her divine sense and confirming that there were no living beings, Tang Xinyan tentatively asked:

"You don't seem like the kind of person who's completely naive. Why did you tell me all this so easily? You wouldn't happen to have some ulterior motive, would you?"

Yu Zechen smiled, leaned lazily against a tree branch, and said in a casual tone:

"Strictly speaking, I'm not exactly a good person. I make friends and do things entirely based on my preferences and mood; I can't really explain it."

I have no ill intentions towards you; in fact, I feel very trusting and relaxed. Therefore, I will answer all your questions.

Looking at the green tinge between Yu Zechen's brows, Tang Xinyan knew he wasn't lying; blue represented goodwill, and green represented friendship.

This shows that at this point, Yu Zechen truly considered her a friend, and judging from the original plot, his character should be quite good, as he didn't associate with Liu Yinyin.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, of course. With this in mind, Tang Xinyan took out an isolation array plate, inserted a few spirit stones, and activated it to envelop the two of them inside the array plate.

Then, under Yu Zechen's puzzled gaze, Tang Xinyan took out two crystal boxes and handed them to Yu Zechen, who accepted them without understanding why.

The moment he opened the box, he was completely stunned. He stared at the two boxes containing spiritual herbs and fruits emitting a red glow, speechless for a long time.

Tang Xinyan sighed and reached out to close the two boxes, reminding them:

"Don't open the box easily, the medicine's efficacy will be lost. What are you staring at? Hurry up and put it away."

Yu Zechen gripped the box tightly, his hands trembling slightly. He stared blankly at Tang Xinyan, unsure of what to say:

"Junior Uncle, this is... this is the Linglong Fruit... and the Ten-Thousand-Year Fire Ginseng?"

After speaking, Yu Zechen swallowed hard, staring intently at Tang Xinyan, as if afraid of missing the correct answer. Tang Xinyan didn't keep him in suspense and readily nodded, saying:

"That's right, it's the Linglong Fruit and the Ten-Thousand-Year Fire Ginseng. You should put them away quickly. Although there is an isolation array here, it cannot guarantee complete safety."

Upon hearing the affirmative answer, Yu Zechen hurriedly handed the items back to Tang Xinyan, firmly stating:

"This is too expensive. I can't accept it."

Confirming that there was no greed in the other person's eyes, and that the green brow was still visible, Tang Xinyan smiled.

"You don't want to get the antidote?"

Yu Zechen hesitated for a moment, but his attitude of refusal remained unchanged, and he said frankly:

"Of course I want to, but I can't just accept your things for nothing because I need an antidote. Besides, it's precisely because I need it that I understand you better."

I am fully aware of how valuable and rare this item is. If you truly don't need it, you can bring it to my auction house, and I will buy it.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Even if we're friends, it won't work."

Tang Xinyan, her eyes filled with admiration, still didn't take the box. After thinking for a moment, she suggested:

"These fire ginseng and exquisite fruit were gifts from my master when I became his disciple. Although they are indeed very rare, they are not essential to me."

"Here, you can take it to detoxify. And if your auction house ever acquires anything I fancy in the future, you can give it to me, okay?"

Yu Zechen looked at the box in his hand, then stared at Tang Xinyan for a long time before finally breaking into a big smile and saying sincerely and solemnly: