Starting with the Sword Ancestor System: Xiao Yan, Your Harem is Mine!

172: The arduous road ahead and the determination of the sword heart“Medicine Clan…”

The two words Yao Chen uttered made the atmosphere in the hall even more solemn. Wind Venerable’s smile also faded, his brows tightly furrowed.

“Medicine Clan… this is troublesome,” Wind Venerable said in a deep voice. “Those arrogant old fellows have always regarded their Alchemy as the only orthodox on the continent and are extremely exclusive towards outsiders. Even my Face and Yao Chen’s Face, in front of them, would probably…”

Yao Chen nodded, taking over the conversation, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness: “Wind Idle is right. The Medicine Clan lives in seclusion, forming their own world. It is already incredibly difficult to enter their clan territory. Even if one is lucky enough to get in, trying to peruse the ancient Pill Formulas they consider secret… it’s hard, as hard as ascending to the heavens.”

He looked at Li Ao, his eyes filled with warning: “Unless you can offer a price they absolutely cannot refuse, or… display an absolute value that forces them to take you seriously.”

Absolute value? Li Ao’s eyes flickered. The nirvana star core was of great importance and could not be easily exposed. So what could he rely on?

That’s right, it was power, potential, it was his unique Dao!

He recalled the Saber Intent that resonated from the depths of his Soul when the nirvana star core backfired in the Flame Abyss, and that one slash from the ancient Blade Ancestor that tore through the nirvana star core.

“Power…” Li Ao murmured to himself, then raised his head, his eyes becoming sharp and resolute. “Teacher, Elder Wind, I understand the road ahead is difficult. But no matter what, the trip to the Medicine Clan is imperative. For Xiao Yi Xian, even if there’s only a sliver of hope, I must try.”

He paused, then continued: “As for the qualifications to make them take me seriously… I will strive for them in my own way.”

Feeling the undeniable determination and confidence in Li Ao’s words, Yao Chen and Wind Venerable exchanged glances, both seeing a hint of awe in each other’s eyes. After experiencing this tribulation, the young man in front of them seemed to have become even more resilient, and his sharpness was now more restrained and dangerous.

“Good!” Yao Chen slapped his thigh. “Since you’ve made up your mind, I will naturally do my best to mediate for you. I am, after all, from the Medicine Clan. Although I’ve been expelled, there’s still some lingering goodwill. Allow me to write a few letters and contact some old acquaintances to see if I can secure you a qualification to participate in the ‘Medicine Ceremony’ that the Medicine Clan will be holding soon. This is one of the few opportunities the Medicine Clan opens to outside Alchemists, and it’s your best stepping stone to enter the Medicine World and interact with its high-ranking members.”

“Medicine Ceremony?” Li Ao noted down the name.

“Precisely. It’s a grand event where the younger generation of Alchemists from the Medicine Clan showcase their talents, and occasionally, some renowned Alchemy Grandmasters from the outside are invited to observe. If you can perform well at this ceremony, it will undoubtedly increase your bargaining chips,” Yao Chen explained.

“Thank you, Teacher!” Li Ao bowed deeply. He knew that for Yao Chen to secure this opportunity for him, he would have to pay a considerable price in terms of favors.

“Don’t thank me so soon.” Yao Chen waved his hand, his expression serious. “Even with the qualification, standing out at the Medicine Ceremony is by no means easy. Among the younger generation of the Medicine Clan, there are many hidden talents, with no shortage of seventh- and eighth-grade Alchemists. Moreover, whether your unique Nirvana Power is an aid or an obstacle in Alchemy is yet unknown. You need time to familiarize yourself and integrate it.”

Li Ao nodded solemnly: “I understand. Before heading to the Medicine Clan, I need to further enhance my strength and thoroughly clarify my Dao.”

The night was like water, at the Peak of a secluded cliff in the back mountain of Starfall Pavilion.

Li Ao sat alone on a bluestone, gazing up at the myriad stars. The mountain wind was biting, rustling his dark hair, but it couldn’t disperse the thoughtful light in his eyes.

The goal of resurrecting Xiao Yi Xian was clear, the next stop — the Medicine Clan.