Blood-Clotting Powder, First Time Producing Elixir

"What's wrong with you, Xu Yu?" Xu Yang asked his sister, puzzled by her actions. "Aren't you tired of staring at me for half an hour?"　 

Xu Yu kept her hands on her cheeks and stared at Xu Yang carefully. This made Xu Yang feel a little creeped out.　 

"I'm wondering why my brother has become so powerful..." Xu Yu finally spoke. She stood up and skipped lightly to Xu Yang's side. "I'm so happy. You will definitely shock the audience at the Grand Family Tournament one month later. We are so close to returning to the Xu family."

Xu Yang smiled slightly. He shook his head and said nothing. He felt a strong resistance against the Xu family that had no human touch and had alienated him. He did not want to return to the Xu family at all.　　 

He had decided to participate in the Grand Family Tournament one month later for Xu Yu's earnest anticipation and the obsession of the dead Xu Yang. He regarded this as fulfilling the last wish of the dead Xu Yang.　　 

Moreover, Xu Yang would also like to see the expressions on the faces of everyone in the Xu family when he were to turn his back on them and announce his disengagement with the Xu family in the Grand Family Tournament, after he had won the tournament with his amazing techniques.　 

"It's a pity that the cloth I bought have turned to rags." Xu Yu was angry when she thought of this. "I cannot make clothes for you now. I can only wait till tomorrow..."　　 

"Xu Yu, the clothes I am wearing now are good enough." Xu Yang stroke his slightly worn out clothes. It was sewn by the petite hands of his sister. There was warmth in his heart wearing the clothes.　　 

"You have worn this for two years. It doesn't fit you well anymore," Xu Yu muttered. "It's dirty and torn now… Please take it off, brother. I'll wash and repair it for you."　　 

Xu Yang hummed in acknowledgement, and feelings of tenderness enveloped his heart.　　 

"Brother, what are you going to do with so much firewood?" Xu Yu asked curiously when she saw the pile of firewood in the courtyard that was like a hill.　 

"Produce elixirs." Xu Yang answered simply while he was busy stacking firewood under the base of the medicine ding.　　 

"Producing elixirs! Are you an Alchemist Master, brother?" Xu Yu said in surprise. In her mind, an Alchemist Master was a respectable person who would never have anything to do with her.　　 

"I can only produce some ordinary elixirs now. I'm going to sell them. It's a way of making money," Xu Yang explained. "I must at least advance into Mystical Warrior stage to be able to produce a real spirit elixir. "　　 

Xu Yu hurried over to help after she was done digesting this surprising information.　 

Xu Yang quickly set up the fire and opened the cover of the ding.　 

"Unfortunately, I still don't have the Fire-Extreme Mystical Power. It is difficult to control the fire power of an ordinary fire. I can only use it to produce ordinary elixirs." Xu Yang felt a sense of regret but it did not slow down his actions. When the ding's body was warm enough, he gently put a medicinal herb with withered white flowers into the ding and increased the amount of firewood. Finally, he closed the cover of the ding to refine the medicinal power.　　 

White Dandelion, Spicy Grass, Gastrodia… These medicinal materials were poured into the fabric medicine port in the ding for refining.　　 

"Brother, what kind of elixir are you producing?" Xu Yu, whose face was slightly blackened by the soot, asked.　 

"Blood-Clotting Powder. It's a kind of powdered elixir which can quickly stop wounds from bleeding." Xu Yang, who was counting silently in his heart, replied distractedly. Xu Yang once observed that ordinary elixir for hemostasis in this golden age was rare and had weak effects. The development of ordinary elixir in later generations was much more complete than it was in this golden age. This kind of Blood-Clotting Powder could stop the wound from bleeding in two breaths and form scabs in half an hour. It could be called a magical effect. Its hemostasis and healing effect could even be compared with those graded spirit elixirs.　 

Xu Yang silently counted to a thousand and reduced the heat. Then, he started to temper the elixir with slow fire.　　 

"Is it done?" Xu Yu could not hide her curiosity. She wanted to see how the elixir produced by her brother looked like.　 

Xu Yang smiled slightly and opened the ding's cover. A slightly spicy smell came out along with the steam. Xu Yu who was peeking around the body of the ding body was engulfed in smoke and sneezed several times.　 

"It's so spicy. Is it the Blood-Clotting Powder?" Xu Yu barely stopped sneezing and questioned.　　 

Xu Yang looked down as there was a layer of fine sand-like red medicine powder on the bottom of the medicine ding with a few stems of residue herb. He could tell that the Blood-Clotting Powder had been successfully produced.　　 

"Spicy Grass was added in order to kill germs to prevent inflammation and ulceration of the wound." Xu Yang explained regardless of whether Xu Yu understood it or not. He opened the fabric medicine port on the side of the ding and used a small spoon to take out the freshly made Blood-Clotting Powder.　　 

Xu Yu cut pieces of yellow paper into smaller pieces and handed them over one by one to Xu Yang. Xu Yang took the pieces of paper and packed the Blood-Clotting Powder into small packets. 

Ordinary elixirs were not as rare as spirit elixirs in which there were only a few pills produced at a time. The Blood-Clotting Powder that Xu Yang produced this time was packed into more than a hundred packets. With the price of one Wolf Coin for each packet of medicine powder, the medicine powder he produced could be sold for more than a hundred Wolf Coins. However, the cost was only some ordinary herbs which did not even amount to one Wolf Coin. 

"It really is a good way to make money. I'm going to the Thousand-Treasures Pavilion again." Xu Yang exhaled. He wrapped the more than one hundred packets of medicine powder with a piece of cloth and caressed Xu Yu's head.　 

"It's late. It's time to sleep, Xu Yu.'"　　 

In one of the houses in the Xu family main courtyard next to the street where Xu Yang resided.　 

Xu Zhengfei was lying on the bed with a dejected expression. There were three other people in the house, Xu Zhengzha, a man and a woman in their middle ages.　　 

The middle-aged man stared angrily at Xu Zhengzha, "Zhengzha, you said that Zhengfei's injury was caused by that rascal?"　　 

Xu Zhengzha nodded his head quickly and said, "It's true. You can ask Elder Brother, Father."

The middle-aged woman had a bitter and harsh face. After listening to his explanation, she questioned, "We all know that bastard's true strength. You and Zhengfei taught him a lesson three months ago. At that time, he couldn't even beat an ordinary person."　 

Xu Zhengzha said, "Mother, I also find it very strange. What kind of spirit elixir has Xu Yang taken? He could easily defeat Elder Brother in just three months' time... I am not his opponent at all as he subdued me in just three moves."　　 

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and slowly said, "No matter what adventure he has had. I will make him feel that he is better off dead as he dared to hurt the sons of Xu Qinghe!" 

Xu Zhengzha was frightened and quickly said, "Please don't be angry, Father. If Xu Yang is dead, the family will track us down and we definitely won't be let off the hook. Although the family doesn't care about him, he is still a descendant of the Xu family. Grandpa will definitely be dissatisfied with you if Xu Yang died in the hands of the Xu family's members."

The middle-aged woman was Xu Zhengzha and Xu Zhengfei's mother. She snorted and said, "Why should we care about that? The family has given up on that kind of trash! As I said, kill him! I don't want to see that bastard alive!"　 

Xu Qinghe shook his head and said, "The two of you, one who is too conservative and the other who is too extreme. I have to find a way to deal with the little bastard. We can't kill him but we'll not let him live in peace."　 

Xu Zhengzha's mother was puzzled. "Do you really think that Father has not given up on that little bastard?"　　 

Xu Qinghe said, "He is Xu Qingyuan's son. Although the head of the family has announced that Xu Qingyuan will be expelled from the family and will never be accepted again, no one can guess what his true thoughts are. Perhaps his choices were just because he was forced under the pressure of Desert Castle."　　 

"So, what are you going to do?"　　 

Xu Qinghe grinned and replied, "The Grand Family Tournament will be held in a month's time. According to the family rules, the little bastard must come to participate in the tournament. We can secretly notify Ming'er and arrange for him and Ming'er to be in the same match. He won't let that little bastard off that easily."　 

Xu Zhengzha's eyes lit up and complimented his father, "You really have a great plan, Father." 

At this moment, a boy servant came in a hurry and reported, "The physician has arrived and he is waiting for you in the hall."　 

Xu Qinghe waved. "Bring him here quickly!"　　 

An old physician with gray hair with the cultivation of Advanced-tier Mystical Learner slowly came to Xu Zhengfei's bed carrying a medicine chest. He placed two fingers on Xu Zhengfei's wrist and began to input Mystical Energy to sense his injuries.　 

Xu Qinghe had already checked his son's injuries. His spine was misaligned and his veins were damaged. However, medical treatment was not perfect in that era. He could not find suitable medicine to help his son heal his wounds.　　 

"How is it, Sir?" After seeing that the old physician's fingers had left Xu Zhengfei's wrist, Xu Qinghe quickly stepped forward and asked, "Is there any cure for him?" 

The old physician pondered for a moment before sighing, and slowly shook his head. "It's difficult!" 

"Your son's spine is misaligned and his Mystical Veins have also been severely damaged. It is easy to adjust his bone and I believe that you can do that for him. However, restoring his Mystical Veins is not an overnight effort. Unless you are able to purchase or produce the required spirit elixir used to recondition the Mystical Veins, I am afraid your son may be... "　 

"What?" Xu Zhengfei's mother asked anxiously.　 

"He won't be able to cultivate Mystical Power ever again." The old physician slowly and sighed.

"What grade of spirit elixir is it?" Xu Qinghe asked as he did not want to give up.　　

The old physician slowly extended three fingers which made Xu Qinghe's heart turn cold.　　 

Grade-3 spirit elixir! Those Alchemist Masters who could refine the Grade-3 spirit elixirs were all prominent figures. Even a Mystical Grandmaster had to treat them with courtesy. He only knew two Third-Rank Alchemist Masters in Lin Yuan City. One of them was Old Meng, an alchemy enthusiast who lived in the east of the city. He had a strange character and an unpredictable mood. The other was the granddaughter of Lord Lin Yuan, Miss Li Yuanzhi who was known as the genius female Alchemist Master. 

Xu Qinghe was ranked at the lower tier in the middle generation of the Xu family. It was difficult for him to invite either of the two to help him.　　 

"There is nothing else I can do to help you. I shall take my leave now." The old physician apologized and turned away.　　 

"What should we do?" Xu Zhengzha's mother asked.　　 

Xu Qinghe sighed. "What else can we do? There are only two Alchemist Masters in Lin Yuan City who can produce Grade-3 spirit elixirs. Miss Li Yuanzhi is out of the question. I will prepare a gift to get help from Old Meng. Hopefully he will give me… give the Xu family some acknowledgement."