Chapter 1821: Chapter 1821: Hu Yichen’s Sorrow

Hu Yichen spoke, a sudden wave of sorrow surging within him.

For years, he and his wife had been hiding and fleeing, all to evade the pursuit of the Divine Eagle Sect. It wasn’t until their beloved daughter was born that they finally settled down in a secluded place outside Alchemy Immortal City.

Currently, Hu Yichen’s wife, Feng Ziyu, was taking care of their daughter at their residence outside the city, while Hu Yichen, a Pill Master, changed his appearance and name to enter the Martial Artists Trading Market of Alchemy Immortal City, crafting Spirit Pills for people to earn the cultivation resources needed by his family.

Hu Yichen originally thought that unless his family’s power grew strong enough to rival the Divine Eagle Sect, they might spend their entire lives incognito. But to his dismay, disciples of the Divine Eagle Sect still tracked him down.

Although Fang Bai temporarily resolved his predicament, Hu Yichen was certain that if he stepped half a foot out of Alchemy Immortal City, he would either be captured or killed; there was no third option.

The Divine Eagle Sect wouldn’t easily let him go after they found him.

It’s imaginable that if the Divine Eagle Sect captured him, they’d use every method to force him to reveal his wife’s whereabouts.

The interrogation techniques of the Divine Eagle Sect’s upper echelon were many and cruel. Hu Yichen feared that if he fell into their hands, he might not withstand their various methods.

Thus, the only way to keep his wife and daughter’s whereabouts hidden would be to kill himself before falling into their hands, leaving the Divine Eagle Sect no opportunity for questioning.

Even though Hu Yichen was prepared for a heroic death, he felt a bit reluctant, hoping that if he could escape successfully, he would immediately flee with his wife and daughter to some distant land, continuing their hidden lives.

“Brother Fang, there’s something I want to entrust you with. I hope you can do me this favor, for the sake of our acquaintance…”

Hu Yichen suddenly spoke to Fang Bai using the Thread Condensation Sound Transmission Technique.

Fang Bai didn’t utter a word but nodded, clearly agreeing.

Hu Yichen’s expression relaxed, giving Fang Bai a grateful look, and continued to transmit his voice: “If I die at the hands of the Divine Eagle Sect, I hope Brother Fang can convey this news to my wife and daughter. It’s just…”

He sighed again, face full of worry: “My wife is deeply in love with me, and I fear that upon hearing the news of my demise, she would commit suicide out of grief. So… please dissuade her for our daughter’s sake, and stop her from thinking about such a thing.”

Fang Bai solemnly nodded: “If Big Brother Hu really falls, I will definitely deliver this news. However, I think things might not be as bleak as imagined. Perhaps, upon careful thinking, a solution can be found?”

Hu Yichen smiled bitterly and shook his head: “Divine Eagle Sect Master Feng Lingxiao harbors deep resentment for me for kidnapping her daughter. How could she let me go? Although I too wish to escape, the hope is thin, and I can only try with a bit of gambler’s luck.”

Fang Bai contemplated for a moment and said: “I have an idea, though I am not sure if it will work!”

Hu Yichen listened to Fang Bai’s detailed explanation with a dumbfounded and astonished expression, murmuring: “If Brother Ruofang truly has such ability, then… then the City Lord Mansion of Alchemy Immortal City would surely treat him as an esteemed guest, and my life might be saved.”

Fang Bai laughed: “If that’s the case, let’s first get the fame out there so the City Lord Mansion will invite us.”

“Then I’ll lend Brother Fang a hand.”

With a chance to preserve his life, Hu Yichen felt revitalized and decisively packed up all his items from his stall and began helping Fang Bai.

Before long, a lofty sign was erected in front of Fang Bai’s stall, elegantly inscribed with “Crafting Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills, failure compensated with double rewards.”

Although there were many Pill Masters in Alchemy Immortal City, those capable of crafting Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills were almost all concentrated in the City Lord Mansion. Pill Masters in various Martial Artists Trading Markets usually could only craft Royal Grade Inferior and Royal Grade Medium Spirit Pills.

Even if there were a few Pill Masters who could craft Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills, their success rate was pitifully low, unable to compare with the top-tier Pill Masters of the City Lord Mansion.

However, the remuneration for top-tier Pill Masters in the City Lord Mansion was very high, unbearable for most elites. Moreover, their success rate was only three to four in ten, and one had to wait in line patiently.

Thus, when the sign in front of Fang Bai’s stall was erected, it immediately attracted the attention of many Pill Masters and elites in the Martial Artists Trading Market.

Someone saw Hu Yichen acting as a runner at Fang Bai’s stall and couldn’t help but be greatly astonished, curiously asking: “Hu Pill Master, what are you doing?”

Hu Yichen replied: “My Brother Fang can craft Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills, and I’m helping him. If any of you need Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills, feel free to have them crafted here!”

Someone asked: “Seeing your Brother Fang so young, can he really craft Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills? Don’t deceive us!”

Originally, Hu Yichen also doubted Fang Bai’s ability to craft Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills, but seeing Fang Bai’s confident demeanor and firm tone, he believed a bit and pointed at the sign, saying to the person: “You only need to provide three batches of pill materials, and if crafting fails, my Brother Fang will compensate you six-fold!”

The person said: “Sounds well! The herbs for crafting Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills are very precious. If he fails, can he afford to compensate? ”

Hu Yichen was momentarily silenced, turning his head to Fang Bai.

Fang Bai smiled and displayed hundreds of Spiritual Medicines capable of crafting various Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills on the stall before him, then said to the person: “Are these enough to compensate?”

Looking at the hundreds of rare Spiritual Medicines in front of Fang Bai, the person was stunned and finally realized that Fang Bai indeed had some capability, hurriedly nodding: “Enough… enough… but alas, I don’t have materials for crafting Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills, otherwise I would definitely ask you to craft it. Anyway, with double compensation for failed crafting, this business deal is worth it!”

Among the gathered elites, some were strong martial artists of the Fourth and Fifth Heavenly Tribulation realm, carrying herbs for crafting Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills.

Initially, they planned to queue-up at the City Lord Mansion, but upon discovering someone here could also craft Royal Grade Superior Spiritual Artifacts, they surged forward with the crowd. One of them squeezed close and said to Fang Bai: “Esteemed Pill Master, how many batches of materials are needed for crafting Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills?”

Fang Bai held up three fingers: “Three batches will suffice.”

The person asked again: “Three batches of materials, how many Spirit Pills can be produced?”

Fang Bai thought for a moment and said: “At least five pills.”

Given Fang Bai’s pill crafting skill and high success rate, three batches of materials would normally yield at least twenty Royal Grade Superior Spirit Pills if everything proceeded smoothly.

Saying five pills, Fang Bai actually harbored a smaller selfish intent, aiming to earn more rewards from other experts, as his own cultivation resources were running low.

Moreover, Fang Bai was aware that other Pill Masters would consider crafting one or two pills from three batches of materials as a success, while his claim of at least five pills was indeed a pleasant surprise to those seeking pills.