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Chapter 1422 - 529: You Shen Ritual_2
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Chapter 1422: Chapter 529: You Shen Ritual_2

"Focus on the key points," the Eternal Life Sect Leader instructed.

Sikong Yu cleared his throat and said, "Regarding Master Zhou’s batch of elixirs, based on the comprehensive evaluation of efficacy and medicinal properties, as the Palace Master mentioned, it indeed reaches the level of nearly Eighth Grade,

however, in recent days, numerous inspections by the Grass Slaves have revealed that Master Zhou’s elixirs exhibit astonishingly long-lasting effects, thus enhancing the elixir’s prestige, bridging that slight gap and rating it as Standard Eighth Grade."

"Now that you mention it, it seems there’s something to that,"

The Eternal Life Sect Leader recalled that Qing Yangyu had also praised Zhou Xuan’s elixir for its enduring potency, consuming just one could last several hours, unlike others’ elixirs.

"For the effects to last so long, what process must the elixir have undergone to achieve such efficacy?"

"It has fewer impurities," Sikong Yu replied with a smile. "An elixir inevitably contains some impurities. The more impurities there are, the less effective the medicinal properties of the elixir are, and naturally, it won’t last long."

"Understood."

The Eternal Life Sect Leader asked again, "Since the grade has been determined, why haven’t these Joyful Longevity Pills been sent to the Longevity Pharmacy for sale?"

He was genuinely concerned for Zhou Xuan, hoping these pills would quickly reach the pharmacy.

Only when the elixirs enter the pharmacy are they officially documented, and when purchased by the Heavenly Fire Clan and consumed, can they return some incense to Zhou Xuan.

Only then would Zhou Xuan’s "Fangshi Fragrance" be truly kindled.

"This batch of Master Zhou’s medications is not ordinary. The grading details need to be presented to Bai Yujing, and only after the Dan Zheng there personally reviews and approves, can we obtain the receipt and send the pills to the Longevity Pharmacy,"

Sikong Yu explained to the Eternal Life Sect Leader.

"How many days will that take?" the Eternal Life Sect Leader inquired again.

"A short two to three days, a long six to seven days."

"Will it take that long?"

"Naturally, we have to wait for the receipt from Bai Yujing. This matter cannot be rushed," Sikong Yu replied with a smile.

"Alright, the grade of the Joyful Longevity Pill is set, what about the ’Insect Ancestor Pill’?"

The Eternal Life Sect Leader inquired about the high-grade elixirs Zhou Xuan crafted.

Sikong Yu hastily waved his hand and said, "Ay, Sect Leader, you’re overestimating me."

"Why?"

"For such a high-grade elixir, my humble Dan Identification Department can’t determine its grade. It needs to be graded by Bai Yujing personally."

"How long would that take?" the Eternal Life Sect Leader asked again.

"A short two to three days..."

"And a long six to seven days?" the Eternal Life Sect Leader interjected.

"See, the Sect Leader even anticipates the answers," Sikong Yu said with a smile, rubbing the flesh on his face.

"Then I’ll come by each day to inquire, the thought of Master Zhou’s elixirs being unresolved makes me anxious,"

The Eternal Life Sect Leader sighed.

...

"Woo, woo, woo"

The locomotive engine roared, the train speeding along the tracks.

Zhou Xuan’s private train was drawing closer to Ping Shui Prefecture.

Gazing out at the vast plains, Zhou Xuan felt a certain homesickness despite the fact that Ping Shui Prefecture wasn’t truly his hometown, having spent less time there than in Mingjiang Prefecture.

Yet now stepping back onto this land, Zhou Xuan was enveloped in a profoundly comforting sensation.

It seemed as if even in the air, the delicate accent of Pingshui could be heard.

"Mr., we’re nearing Ping Shui Prefecture. Shall I send a signal arrow to notify the Zhou Family’s Troupe?"

Lord Jian, ever fond of making a grand entrance, suggested.

Zhou Xuan waved his hand, smiling as he said, "No need, Lord Jian. It’s been a while since I’ve returned; I’ll just sneak into the troupe quietly, no need for the signal."

"Wouldn’t keeping such wealth under wraps be akin to walking in brocade at night?" Lord Jian asked, puzzled.

"..."

Zhou Xuan found himself at a loss for words—coming back is just coming back, why make such a fuss?

"It’s best to keep a low profile, much better,"

Zhou Xuan chuckled, "I left late last night without even calling home. Maybe it’s better to surprise them quietly."

"Ah, Mr., you’re too modest," Lord Jian sighed.

"I’m one who loves keeping things low-key,"

Zhou Xuan indeed disliked fanfare, but couldn’t stop others from creating it on his behalf.

He wished for discretion,

but Ping Shui Prefecture wouldn’t allow him to remain low-key.

When his train pulled into the Ping Shui Prefecture station, just as Zhou Xuan disembarked, the platform erupted into a burst of firecrackers and drums.

"Our great Mr. of Ping Shui Prefecture has arrived, blare the trumpets for me."

"Set off the fireworks, that’s the way to celebrate."

Countless people crowded the station, with all sorts of ceremonial processions, dragon and lion dances, and boat parades.

The station was even adorned with banners — Warmly Welcoming Mr. Zhou Xuan’s Return to Ping Shui!

Zhou Xuan squinted at the bright red drapery, feeling a sudden urge to activate the "Hundred Human Phenomena."

He turned to Lord Jian and asked, "Is this your handiwork?"

"It wasn’t me, I didn’t even tell anyone you were coming back," Lord Jian replied, equally puzzled.

"Then how do they know I’m returning?"

Zhou Xuan was even more perplexed.

Just then, a group of journalists surged forward.

In Ping Shui Prefecture, the newspaper industry was the most developed among the Nine Mansions, the abundance of newspapers yielding a multitude of journalists.

Those reporters, with cameras in tow, surged towards Zhou Xuan, their flashes lighting up incessantly, leaving Zhao Wuya, at Zhou’s side, blinking.

"Mr., will you leave Ping Shui Prefecture again after this visit?"

"There are rumors that many prefecture cities are unsafe now, with mysterious occurrences happening every day. Will Ping Shui Prefecture follow suit?"

"Mr., I’m a reporter from Ping Shui Enterprise News. A renowned local conglomerate, Taiping Gentleman, has been investing heavily in Ping Shui Prefecture in your name, asserting that profits will be used for local charitable endeavors. Is this true?"

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