Chapter 113: Good Faith 3 (1/2)

Chapter 113: Good Faith (3)

The Immortal Temple was not just any ordinary underground organization.

They had their own faith and their own political ambitions that they pursued.

Usually, if an underground organization possessed these two things, there was another term to describe them that was more accurate – a terrorist organization!

The Immortal Temple was one such organization.

If someone else had said that making the plague medicine had no benefit to themselves and they would rather make the Spirit-Sobering Medicine, Su Chen might have believed them.

However, these words came from the Immortal Temple, and they were not very convincing.

Thus, no matter how angry Aaron got, Su Chen refused to back down.

Sang Zhen immediately attempted to compromise. “Prince Su, you are misunderstanding us. The current Immortal Temple is no longer the Immortal Temple of the past. After tens of thousands of years of change, everyone is no longer interested in pursuing the hazy dream of the Arcana race any longer. Of course, you can refuse to believe us, but take a look – is there anyone in front of you right now that is a member of the Arcana Race?”

These words had struck the heart of the matter.

The people standing in front of him were all purely humans. Not a single Arcana Race individual was there.

The shaping of history and the organization’s expansion had caused the terrorist organization to slowly change their way of thinking and their nature.

As humans, it would be a joke if they wanted to fight for the Arcana Race’s dream of restoring their kingdom.

Right now, they really were most likely striving for resources and a better quality of life.

Despite this, Su Chen continued to shake his head. “Perhaps you are correct. But can you guarantee that every person in the Immortal Temple has this kind of thought?”

“This……” Sang Zhen really wanted to say yes, but he could not look Su Chen in the eye and speak such nonsense even though Su Chen could do it.

Yes, there would always be people who were unwilling to give up on their dream of the past.

And many of these people likely occupied high positions in the organization.

“Thus, if I give the Corpse Spirit Flower to you, something big will definitely happen,” Su Chen said. “I have a few ideas that might be able to resolve this issue and can also resolve the matter of building up mutual trust.”

“What ideas?” Sang Zhen asked.

Su Chen replied, “Once I find the Corpse Spirit Flower, leave it with me. If you need Spirit-Sobering Medicine, I can make it for you. This way, I don’t have to worry about a dangerous item falling into your hands, and at the same time if I control the Corpse Spirit Flower I don’t have to worry about you silencing me. Thus, we will have established a new trust…… in any case, it is much more reliable than using a secret as the foundation of our trust, right?”

“You?” Aaron laughed loudly. “Even someone like you wants to refine a Spirit-Sobering Medicine? That is a high-end medicine, can you do it?”

“If if I can’t, I can learn how to.”

“It will take too long.”

“I will do my best to study. I trust it won’t take too long.”

When Sang Zhen heard this plan, he shook his head and sighed, “Prince Su, you are looking down on alchemy too much. Regardless of whether it’s a plague medicine or the Spirit-Sobering Medicine, it is not something that can be controlled in a short period of time. If you don’t believe me…… Hey, come with me, I’ll take you to see something and then you’ll understand.”

As he spoke, Sang Zhen took Su Chen with him to another room.

Inside the room, an old man was busy mixing a medicine together. Both the old man’s workbench and the tools on his workbench were all much more advanced than what Ulrich had.

However, the most outstanding point was still the old man’s skill in refining medicine.

His hands were so nimble that it seemed like each of his fingers had its own mind, dancing in the air and creating quite the gorgeous symphony of movement. As his fingers danced, portions of medicinal powder, liquid, and pellets were tossed in, dissolved, heated, and chemically reacted. Finally, they would constantly interact and produce something else……

But even so, the end result was still unpredictable.

Bang!

After a muffled explosion, the medicine in the old man’s hand blew apart.