Chapter 1385 — The Fire Spirit Holy Fruit? These Few Items Alone Could Bring Him Over a Hundred Million, This Trip Was Already Worth It!
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Wei Zhao took a look. What Lao Hei had carried off were all flashy things with little substance, fine enough as collectibles but of scant practical use. Lao Hei, after all, knew nothing of medicine.
"I have made my picks. What about you? You really want nothing?" Lao Hei turned to ask, his gaze settling on Wei Zhao and Qiu Lingshan.
Old Yu had already taken in everything in the storeroom at a glance. There was nothing here that he wanted, and whether the rest was worth money or not mattered little to him.
In truth, Wei Zhao's gaze had locked onto a set of silver needles from the moment he first stepped into this collection room!
Outwardly Wei Zhao remained perfectly calm, but inwardly a storm was already raging! If his eyes did not deceive him, that set of silver needles was none other than the long-lost Fuxi Nine Needles!
The Fuxi Nine Needles, which Wei Zhao had once chanced upon in a medical treatise, were a miracle of acupuncture. Legend held that these needles could raise the dead and grow flesh from bare bone, and that all acupuncture needles in use today had evolved from the Fuxi Nine Needles!
Whether the thing was truly so miraculous, Wei Zhao did not know, but that it had long been lost was certainly true!
Acupuncture had been invented by Fuxi, one of the Three Sovereigns of ancient times. Whether the Fuxi Nine Needles were truly needles once used by Fuxi himself could no longer be verified, yet this heaven-defying divine artifact, famous in its day, had been mentioned in more than one collection of strange tales!
It was precisely because Wei Zhao had once seen a picture of the Fuxi Nine Needles that he recognized the set before his eyes, but whether this set was genuine or a replica was for the moment impossible to say. He could only ask the old man to verify it later, though his desire to take it for himself was real enough.
With Qiu Lingshan present, Wei Zhao did not want to put her in a difficult position. To seize those divine needles openly would, given that Song girl's temper, surely end with her demanding he hand them over afterward, so Wei Zhao did not move. Instead he bent down and whispered a few words to Mighty General, then straightened up, turned, and walked out of the collection room.
"Let's go. Since there is nothing much here, let's take a look at the next collection room." Wei Zhao walked out first.
Qiu Lingshan and Chen Yuxuan followed close behind, and Old Yu, Lao Hei and Yu Xiaoke came out together as well, while Mighty General left last. Only, as he left, no one noticed that one of Mighty General's hind claws had curled away something...
Without betraying a thing, Wei Zhao took the Fuxi Nine Needles from Mighty General and slipped them into his robe.
Mighty General could indeed understand what Wei Zhao said.
The moment they entered, Old Yu began nervously hunting for the Qi Gathering Pill he wanted, sweeping his eyes back and forth across row after row of labels.
Wei Zhao, by contrast, was in no hurry to look for any Qi Gathering Pill. He casually pulled open several medicine drawers, only to be disappointed. The drawers were all empty, with no medicinal herbs stored inside!
The master of the tomb had evidently understood before his death that few medicinal ingredients could be preserved for long, and so had simply placed none inside. The reason this set of medicine cabinets had been kept at all was only because they were things he had used in life, and he felt an attachment to them.
This collection room was plainly far fuller than the last one. Medicine cabinets lined all four walls, reaching from floor to ceiling, so many they dazzled the eye.
After roughly confirming that most of the drawers for medicinal ingredients were empty, Wei Zhao felt a pang of disappointment. He had placed his hopes of finding the Fire Spirit Holy Fruit here, and now that hope looked very faint indeed.