Before him, the half Devious Burial Flower floated in midair, emitting an eerie atmosphere that made others shudder.
Around this flower were more than 10 different types of spiritual medicines, including ingredients that would help detox and those that would help improve cultivation. Without exception however, every single medicine was priceless and insanely valuable.
They were the few spiritual medicines that Ling Xian had asked for.
One had to admit that the Nan Gong Clan was highly capable. After half a day, they were able to fetch all these medicines, achieving an almost impossible mission.
"The Nan Gong Clan really is wealthy. Other Clans would find it difficult to provide me with even one of them."
Staring at the shining spiritual medicines, Ling Xian gave a joyous smile. Reality was that to lift the curse, not all of these spiritual medicines were needed. Having five of them would've sufficed.
The reason why he asked for all these was to seek revenge against the Nan Gong Clan for giving him a hard time in the beginning. If he didn't rip them off this time, then he would've wasted his time coming here.
"This trip sure is worth it. Not only did I acquire all these valuable medicines, more importantly, I got myself all the gratefulness I need from them." Ling Xian grinned pleasantly. No longer hesitating, he put the flower and the spiritual medicines into his storage pouch, leaving behind the five spiritual medicines required to make the antidote.
In the cultivation community, curses are the most difficult problem to solve. Even small curses create headaches for powerhouses. Against curses, powerful capabilities are not enough, as solution is limited.
However, if people find a solution, then the curse is no longer scary. Even if the curse is caused by the Devious Burial Flower, it is not scary. The reason why the Nan Gong Clan was troubled by this curse for thousands of years was because nobody knew how to resolve the curse.
That was why no matter how many talents the Nan Gong Clan invited, it was useless. It was lucky for them to encounter Ling Xian.
Encounter a multi-talented Heaven's Favorites who has the Essence of Herbalism.
This essence, one of the seven essences, has the ability to know all spiritual medicines. Even if it is the Devious Burial Flower, the essence recognizes it, recognizes its affects, and recognizes the way to break the curse.
This was why Ling Xian was so confident and so certain.
"Meeting me is the luckiest thing that's happened to the Nan Gong Clan." Ling Xian grinned, his statement was not an exaggeration.
An essence is one of the most mysterious items in the world and there is only one of each. The Essence of Herbalism, for example, can only be possessed by one person in the entire world.
This means, unless Ling Xian dies, there would not be a second Essence of Herbalism.
Even if the Nan Gong Clan is lucky enough to run into someone who recognizes the Devious Burial Flower, if they do not know a way to lift the curse, it is useless. Thus, how lucky was it for the Clan to run into Ling Xian?
"Okay, let's be fast."
Ling Xian concentrated hard and began to manipulate his Qi. Following the instruction of the Essence, he began to prepare the medicinal water.
He first took out the godly medicine called the Fruit of Nine Suns, grinded it into a powder form before he started to melt down the other four spiritual medicines and combining everything.
This process was no different than brewing a Dan. Thus, he did it all so easily.
After half an hour, the five spiritual medicines finally merged together and transformed into drops of water. They fell into the bucket he placed before him.
There was no rays of heavenly light and no aromatic fragments. However, this bucket of spiritual water contained an insane amount of medicinal affects that could solve the trouble the Nan Gong Clan faced in the last thousands of years.
Even though the process wasn't hard and could be done by anyone. Nobody else knew that the combination of these five spiritual medicines could lift the curse of the Devious Burial Flower.
In the entire world, only Ling Xian knew!
"Finally I can lift the curse." Ling Xian smiled in satisfaction. He stood up and began to walk out the door.
The Sun had set. It was night time.
By the door of the palace, more than 10 completion levelled cultivators were waiting. They had been waiting for half a day. However, they showed no trace of impatience, only anticipation and anxiety.
Even though they believed that Ling Xian could lift the curse, they could not live in peace until proven.
What could they do? This curse had bothered the Nan Gong Clan for thousands of years and every single descendant was worried about it – especially those who reached the peak of the completion level and those who were near 300 years of age.
The desperate feeling of having to count down to the day of their deaths had agonized all descendants.
"I wonder if Master Xian can truly lift our curse." Nan Gong Ru was very anxious and somewhat hopeful. He was, however, afraid as well. Afraid of being desperate again.
"Wait patiently. Since Master Xian knew of the Devious Burial Flower, he can solve the problem for us." The grey haired elder consoled. However, his worried look betrayed him and made it clear what his real thoughts were.
He wasn't sure.
Everyone felt the same.
Just then, the door flung open and a silhouette in white stepped out.
Instantly, everyone crowded over. Nobody spoke, but their faces were full of hope.
Seeing this, Ling Xian confidently smiled. He too, did not talk. Instead, he extended a finger, dabbed it in the holy water and then pressed his finger against Nan Gong Ru's forehead.
Just then, the water dissolved into Nan Gong Ru's body.
In the next second, Nan Gong Ru felt a sharp pain in his body and held onto his head with both hands. His body trembled and twitched. The excruciating pain made his face look distorted.
Everyone's expression darkened at this. They began to unleash their Qi in preparation to end Ling Xian's life.
However, as they were about to make their moves, they suddenly noticed that the curse symbol that was once between Nan Gong Ru's brows were disappearing at a speed that was visible to their naked eyes. After a few more seconds, the symbol completely disappeared.
Everyone widened their eyes at this. They couldn't believe it.
After a while, two warm streams of tears began to roll down their cheeks, representing their exhilaration and relief.
The symbol had disappeared. It was obvious what this represented.
The curse that haunted the Nan Gong Clan for thousands of years, the curse that agonized every single descendant of the Nan Gong Clan, had been lifted!