Wei Zhao took a look. What Lao Hei had carried off were all flashy things with little substance, fine enough as collectibles but of scant practical use. Lao Hei, after all, knew nothing of medicine.

"I have made my picks. What about you? You really want nothing?" Lao Hei turned to ask, his gaze settling on Wei Zhao and Qiu Lingshan.

Old Yu had already taken in everything in the storeroom at a glance. There was nothing here that he wanted, and whether the rest was worth money or not mattered little to him.

In truth, Wei Zhao's gaze had locked onto a set of silver needles from the moment he first stepped into this collection room!

Outwardly Wei Zhao remained perfectly calm, but inwardly a storm was already raging! If his eyes did not deceive him, that set of silver needles was none other than the long-lost Fuxi Nine Needles!

The Fuxi Nine Needles, which Wei Zhao had once chanced upon in a medical treatise, were a miracle of acupuncture. Legend held that these needles could raise the dead and grow flesh from bare bone, and that all acupuncture needles in use today had evolved from the Fuxi Nine Needles!

Whether the thing was truly so miraculous, Wei Zhao did not know, but that it had long been lost was certainly true!

Acupuncture had been invented by Fuxi, one of the Three Sovereigns of ancient times. Whether the Fuxi Nine Needles were truly needles once used by Fuxi himself could no longer be verified, yet this heaven-defying divine artifact, famous in its day, had been mentioned in more than one collection of strange tales!

It was precisely because Wei Zhao had once seen a picture of the Fuxi Nine Needles that he recognized the set before his eyes, but whether this set was genuine or a replica was for the moment impossible to say. He could only ask the old man to verify it later, though his desire to take it for himself was real enough.

With Qiu Lingshan present, Wei Zhao did not want to put her in a difficult position. To seize those divine needles openly would, given that Song girl's temper, surely end with her demanding he hand them over afterward, so Wei Zhao did not move. Instead he bent down and whispered a few words to Mighty General, then straightened up, turned, and walked out of the collection room.

"Let's go. Since there is nothing much here, let's take a look at the next collection room." Wei Zhao walked out first.

Qiu Lingshan and Chen Yutian followed close behind, and Old Yu, Lao Hei and Yu Xiaoke came out together as well, while Mighty General left last. Only, as he left, no one noticed that one of Mighty General's hind claws had curled away something...

Without betraying a thing, Wei Zhao took the Fuxi Nine Needles from Mighty General and slipped them into his robe.

Mighty General could indeed understand what Wei Zhao said.

The moment they entered, Old Yu began nervously hunting for the Qi Gathering Pill he wanted, sweeping his eyes back and forth across row after row of labels.

Wei Zhao, by contrast, was in no hurry to look for any Qi Gathering Pill. He casually pulled open several medicine drawers, only to be disappointed. The drawers were all empty, with no medicinal herbs stored inside!

The master of the tomb had evidently understood before his death that few medicinal ingredients could be preserved for long, and so had simply placed none inside. The reason this set of medicine cabinets had been kept at all was only because they were things he had used in life, and he felt an attachment to them.

This collection room was plainly far fuller than the last one. Medicine cabinets lined all four walls, reaching from floor to ceiling, so many they dazzled the eye.

After roughly confirming that most of the drawers for medicinal ingredients were empty, Wei Zhao felt a pang of disappointment. He had placed his hopes of finding the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit here, and now that hope looked very faint indeed.

While Old Yu searched for the Qi Gathering Pill, Wei Zhao was searching for the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit. Only Wei Zhao was well versed in medicine and his eyes were sharper than Old Yu's. By the time Wei Zhao had finished one whole cabinet, Old Yu had managed only half of one.

Lao Hei and Yu Xiaoke naturally had no interest in these things before them, while Qiu Lingshan and Chen Yutian were helping Wei Zhao look for the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit.

"Here it is!" Qiu Lingshan suddenly cried out, pointing at a drawer.

"Where?" Hearing Qiu Lingshan's cry, Old Yu darted over on instinct and planted himself right in front of her, startling her. "Where is the Qi Gathering Pill?"

"What's wrong with you? What Qi Gathering Pill? I am talking about an herb!" Qiu Lingshan was annoyed by Old Yu's sudden appearance.

Old Yu glanced at the drawers before him. Sure enough, there was no Qi Gathering Pill, and he could not help feeling disappointed. With a snort he flashed aside, though with his suspicious nature he certainly would not leave outright. He wanted to see just what on earth it was that Qiu Lingshan had found.

Fire Spirit Holy Fruit! Wei Zhao stared at the label on the drawer, his breathing quickening!

So such a thing really existed? And what was more, there seemed to be some here?

Wei Zhao strode over and reached out to open the drawer, but to his disappointment, like all the other herbs, this drawer was still empty, with nothing inside at all.

"Whew..." Wei Zhao sighed. "As expected, nothing."

Although Old Yu did not know what use Wei Zhao's Fire Spirit Holy Fruit could be, seeing that there was nothing in the drawer, he lost interest and turned away to continue his search for the Qi Gathering Pill.

Wei Zhao closed the drawer. Though he felt a touch of loss, it was within his expectations. Steadying his mood, he began to look for the Qi Gathering Pill that Old Yu spoke of.

Very soon Wei Zhao's gaze fell upon a drawer marked with the words Qi Gathering Pill, which Old Yu had plainly not yet discovered.

"What you are looking for is here." Wei Zhao walked over and opened the drawer directly. He knew his every move was under Old Yu's watch, and sneaking about under his nose was impossible. Even if he said nothing, Old Yu would surely find his way here in a moment, so Wei Zhao simply told him outright.

There was no need to start a fight with Old Yu here over hiding away such a trifle. Wei Zhao still had to conserve his strength to track down the medical notes.

This time, there really was something in the drawer! Two small medicine bottles, each dainty and exquisitely translucent, with labels pasted neatly on them, bearing the words Qi Gathering Pill in seal script.

By this time Old Yu had come over as well. Looking at the two bottles of Qi Gathering Pill in the drawer, a greedy light appeared in his eyes, though none could tell what he was thinking.

"The Qi Gathering Pill is right here. I have looked. There are two bottles here, with one pill in each bottle, and by our earlier agreement we get one each, so I will take one of the bottles!" As Wei Zhao spoke, he reached out to take one of the small bottles.

"Hold on!" Old Yu suddenly stopped Wei Zhao's movement.

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