The deflated cultivator refused to give up and vowed to turn the tables.

"Don't worry too much," Su Zinong said. "I have a red spirit stone."

Just as Su Zinong took out the red spirit stone, before he even began to circulate his energy, he discovered a warm current surging in his dantian, slowly flowing throughout his body, making him feel warm and comfortable.

"Huh? I haven't even used the Red Spirit Stone yet. I just said its name, and it already works?" Su Zinong wondered.

He thought that his hand had touched the red spirit stone, and although he hadn't used his internal energy, it had still exerted some effect, so he put the red spirit stone back into his pocket.

As a result, the warm current in my abdomen continued to flow slowly out of my entire body, making me feel more and more relaxed. After a quarter of an hour, I only felt a little cold, like a common cold.

"Amazing!" Su Zinong exclaimed. "I had no idea I had a constitution that could resist cold and cold poison."

Later, it was discovered that the cold poison in the body was indeed very potent, but the warm current automatically protected the internal organs and pushed the cold poison to the edges, such as the top of the head and the corners of the limbs.

Now all you need to do is circulate your internal energy to expel it from your body, and the cold poison will disappear.

Su Zinong's eyes flashed, and he decided not to force out the cold poison for now, since his body was already fine.

"You didn't even force out that cold, yin-like poison, and you're still gloating after being poisoned? There's something seriously wrong with you!" Huang Chenghe was extremely worried.

“You blockhead will never figure this out, but you’ll find out later,” Su Zinong said smugly.

"Could I use this red spirit stone?" Huang Chenghe asked.

“I know it will be useful to your brother. I secretly channeled some red spirit stone energy into him those few nights, but I didn’t dare to do too much, for fear of being discovered,” Su Zinong said.

"You've thought of everything, thank you," Huang Chenghe said. "So, where are we actually going?"

Su Zinong looked into the distance and muttered, "Xiaoyao Manor..."

Xiaoyao Manor is a very magical place. Many people from the cultivation world and the surrounding people who suffer from serious illnesses or poisonings that even so-called famous doctors cannot cure will go to Xiaoyao Manor to seek medicine.

Xiaoyao Manor is indeed not far from Qintian Manor, only about two hundred miles apart in the same direction.

It's called a village, but it's actually a temple. It's said that only those with great sincerity can obtain the precious medicine.

Su Zinong and Huang Chenghe arrived at the temple at dusk.

The temple wasn't very tall, just like any other temple, neither too big nor too small. The plaque above the main gate read "Xiaoyao Manor".

There was a bronze bell at the temple gate, with the word "shake" written next to it. Su Zinong rang the bell.

Inside the temple stands a statue of a man, exuding an air of otherworldly grace, with his left palm facing upward and his right palm downward, displaying an elegant demeanor. The statue is a full two zhang tall.

The temple was very clean, but there was no one else there.

The two entered the temple, knelt down, and explained their request for medicine before slowly leaving.

Su Zinong and Huang Chenghe fasted and bathed for three days before returning to Xiaoyao Manor.

Upon entering the temple, the two knelt and kowtowed three times and nine times.

"Where is the elixir of immortality?" Huang Chenghe asked.

"I don't know, this is my first time here too," Su Zinong said.

The two searched the temple thoroughly, even looking at the feet of the statues, but found nothing.

"You're not mistaken, are you?" Huang Chenghe asked.

"I have no idea what's right or wrong," Su Zinong said.

Huang Chenghe saw a donation box that was dark inside. He picked it up and shook it; it felt light and didn't seem to contain any medicine or anything else.

Huang Chenghe was confused. He took out a 10,000-tael silver note and stuffed it into the donation box. He looked left and right, then looked up and saw that the statue seemed to be smiling slightly, its eyes looking ahead.

Huang Chenghe leaped up and searched in the direction the statue's eyes were looking, but there was only a bare wall with nothing there.

"The statue's palms are facing upwards, could it be on the ceiling?" Huang Chenghe guessed.

"How can you jump from a height of more than two zhang?" Su Zinong asked.

“If one person can’t jump, two people can.” Huang Chenghe said smugly, rarely as clever as Su Zinong.

"Are you out of your mind? How come one person can't jump up, but two people can?" Su Zinong thought for a moment and said, "Oh, you mean I can stand on your shoulders and jump up? That's definitely worth a try."

"No, I'm lighter and thinner than you, and my cultivation is a whole realm higher than yours. I'm jumping up by standing on your shoulders!" Huang Chenghe started to gloat again.

The two of them were like a human pyramid. Su Zinong squatted down first and let Huang Chenghe stand on his shoulders. Then he stood up straight. Huang Chenghe took a deep breath and stepped on Su Zinong's shoulders to jump up to the ceiling. He touched the ceiling a few times but found nothing.

“No, let’s try again!” Huang Chenghe said.

After several such incidents, Su Zinong's shoulder was bruised from being stepped on by Huang Chenghe.

“Let me do it!” Su Zinong said. “Maybe you didn’t wash your hands properly, so you’re not lucky enough to get one.”

“Impossible. You’re a cursed star. How could your luck be as good as mine, a young master from a prestigious family?” Huang Chenghe said.

But despite her words, she had no choice but to endure it in order to find the medicine, and squatted down to let Su Zinong step on her shoulders.

Su Zinong leaped up, almost touching the ceiling but failing to reach it. As he was falling, he glanced up and noticed something in the statue's upward-facing left palm.

Su Zinong stepped onto Huang Chenghe's shoulders again to help him stand up, and then said, "This way, this way, this way..." directing Huang Chenghe towards the statue. Once they got close, Su Zinong leaped into the air and retrieved two small boxes from the statue's left side.

As soon as he got down to the ground, Huang Chenghe snatched the box and opened it. He saw a strong medicinal aroma emanating from the small brocade box, and inside was a brown, round pill.

"I've found the medicine!" Huang Chenghe shouted joyfully, raising his hands as if to announce it to the world.

"I found it!" Su Zinong shouted.

For safety reasons, the two split up and returned to the villa in two groups, each taking a small box of precious medicine.

Su Zinong instructed Huang Chenghe to disguise himself again and return via the other road on the right. He repeatedly urged Huang Chenghe to ride quickly back to the manor and immediately move the eldest son to a secluded place, otherwise his life would be in danger.

Su Zinong himself returned via the same route on the left. Returning via the same route was more dangerous.

That day, passing by a small eatery by the main road, Su Zinong stopped to eat something before continuing his journey.

Just as he reached the shop, a clumsy, stumbling man bumped into Su Zinong.

Su Zinong was about to say something when he suddenly realized it was the handsome young man he had seen in Menglong City who had come to his aid. Su Zinong and Huang Chenghe had mistaken him for someone else and played a prank on him, causing him to fall into a mud puddle…

However, he suddenly remembered that his current disguise was different from before, so the other party definitely wouldn't recognize him.

All I could hear was the handsome young man repeatedly saying sorry, I was sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going and bumped into you, are you hurt?

Su Zinong said, "It's alright. I'm not made of tofu. How could I get hurt from a light bump?" Su Zinong wanted to talk to him some more, but the handsome young man left in a hurry, as if he had something urgent to attend to.

"Why did you leave in such a hurry?" Su Zinong murmured.

He had initially taken a liking to this handsome young man and was looking forward to befriending him. But seeing that he often kept to himself, could he also be a rogue cultivator?

As soon as Su Zinong sat down, he habitually reached for his pocket, only to find that the small box in his left pocket had vanished—it had been there when he dismounted!

Could it have been stolen when it bumped into the handsome young man earlier...?