"Hahaha, it's just a set of blue glazed porcelain. If it's gone, it's gone," the white-haired old man laughed heartily.
"I, Shan Bendé, have seen what it means for a young hero to emerge today. Guan Wu is a martial artist in the middle stage of Xiantian, considered a master in Jiangbei City. I never expected young Brother Qin Xuan to be able to match him. His future is boundless!"
"Hmph, old fellow, I told you long ago, and you didn't believe me," Wang Youhai muttered from the side.
"Haha, I believe it now, I believe it. Come back, Guan Wu," Shan Bendé waved to the middle-aged man with a smile.
"Yes, Manor Lord," Guan Wu glanced at Qin Xuan casually before returning to Shan Bendé's side.
In that punch just now, Guan Wu had only used seventy percent of his strength. If he had gone all out, he believed Qin Xuan definitely wouldn't have been able to block it.
However, what he didn't know was that Qin Xuan hadn't even used fifty percent of his strength. If the two had fought to the death, it was uncertain who would have fallen.
"Little friend Qin, come sit too. This old man has a favor to ask of you today," Wang Youhai beckoned Qin Xuan over.
Qin Xuan nodded and walked to Wang Youhai's side to sit down, then asked,
"May I know why you've summoned me, Old Master?"
Upon hearing this, Shan Bendé quickly gave Wang Youhai a look. Wang Youhai then said,
"Little friend Qin, I know your medical skills are extraordinary. In fact, we've asked you to come here because we wanted to ask if you have any medicine or methods to increase lifespan?"
Wang Youhai didn't have much confidence asking this; to others, such a question would be considered wishful thinking.
Birth, aging, sickness, and death are ordained by heaven, and all things in the world cannot escape this fate.
After hearing this, Qin Xuan's expression turned somewhat strange, but he quickly recovered and asked back,
"Why do you ask this, Old Master Wang?"
Wang Youhai sighed and his gaze fell on Shan Bendé. Shan Bendé helplessly shook his head and lamented,
"Little friend, you are also a martial artist and should know that martial artists often have some ailments. Moreover, I am a martial artist, and I traveled extensively when I was young, leaving me with some hidden injuries. As a result, my health has been deteriorating. Not long ago, I went to the capital for treatment and was diagnosed with less than a year to live. My heart aches for my young wife..."
Although Shan Bendé was not young, at seventy-six, martial artists generally lived longer than ordinary people, with a lifespan of over a hundred years being quite normal.
As a martial artist, Shan Bendé did not wish to enter his coffin so soon and wanted to live a few more years.
Qin Xuan understood; it turned out he just didn't want to die and hadn't enjoyed enough of the mortal world.
Both Shan Bendé and Wang Youhai turned their hopeful gazes towards Qin Xuan.
Shan Bendé knew about the cold poison in Wang Youhai's body, a poison that even martial artists couldn't deal with. Since Qin Xuan had helped him remove it, perhaps he could also help prolong his lifespan.
To ordinary people, extending lifespan was akin to a fool's dream. Even if it were possible, it wouldn't be something money could buy, as who wouldn't want to live longer?
However, for Qin Xuan, it was not a difficult matter. In the memories left by Ying Long, there were dozens of pills capable of extending lifespan. Even the lowest-grade one would be enough to extend an ordinary person's life by several years.
Qin Xuan was no fool either; such things were invaluable and could not be measured by money alone.
Thus, he slightly furrowed his brows and, after a moment of thought, said mysteriously,
"There is a method, but..."
As soon as he said this, a flicker of light flashed in the eyes of Wang Youhai and Shan Bendé. They both seemed to see hope and looked at Qin Xuan, speaking almost in unison,
"What method!"
Qin Xuan thought for a moment, then fabricated an excuse.
"My master spent decades researching a pill, and he tested it. It can increase a person's lifespan by at least ten years."
"Ten years!" Not only Shan Bendé, but Wang Youhai was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.
"Little friend, quickly tell me where your master is. If you give me just one pill, I'll gladly give you half of my fortune!"
Ten years! Not ten days!
Current medical equipment could, at most, prolong the life of someone on the verge of death for a month or two. However, during this month or two, the person would be largely unconscious and spend their time hooked up to machines. They might even wish for death.
But Qin Xuan had just said ten years! To give someone ten more years of life!
Seeing that his objective had been achieved, Qin Xuan said,
"My master has long since traveled the world and I don't know where he is."
Upon hearing this, their faces immediately showed a hint of disappointment.
Wasn't that as good as saying nothing?
But Qin Xuan then added,
"However, my master passed the prescription to me."
Shan Bendé's heart, which had seemingly fallen into an abyss, felt as if it were being rescued. He quickly asked,
"Little friend, I am willing to pay a large sum for your prescription. Name your price."
Shan Bendé knew that Qin Xuan might make an exorbitant demand after saying this, but for the sake of his life, he could no longer afford to be concerned.
Seeing Shan Bendé's eagerness, Qin Xuan shook his head and said,
"I cannot sell the prescription. Moreover, even if I sold it to you, you wouldn't be able to refine it. Only I can personally refine it."
Although Shan Bendé was somewhat disappointed, he at least knew that he could live.
"Little friend, then name your price. I'll buy ten pills."
Shan Bendé's thoughts were quite optimistic: one pill for ten years, ten pills would mean a hundred years.
However, Qin Xuan's next words shattered his beautiful fantasy.
"Each person can only take one of these life-extending pills. The medicine is seventy percent beneficial and thirty percent toxic. If you take too many, not only will your lifespan not be extended, but the medicinal residue and toxins in your body will accumulate."
"Is that so..." A trace of melancholy flashed across Shan Bendé's face, but it quickly returned to normal. "Big Wind Novel Network."
"Ten years is ten years. It's better than nothing. Little friend, name your price. How much? I'll buy it!"
Qin Xuan knew that Shan Bendé was a prominent figure in Jiangbei. He had heard his name before; people from both the underworld and the legitimate circles showed him some respect.
Therefore, Qin Xuan did not want money, but his favor. He said,
"My master only refined three pills before and gave them to old friends. I don't know the price per pill, only that the materials are somewhat precious and rare."
Shan Bendé heard this and pondered for a moment, then said,
"How about this, little friend. I'll give you one hundred million for one pill. Do you think that's acceptable? If not, we can negotiate further."
Inwardly, he was slightly shocked.
This life-extending pill was considered the lowest grade in Ying Long's memory. Although the medicinal materials were not common, they were not extremely rare either and could generally be obtained.
Qin Xuan hadn't expected Shan Bendé to immediately offer one hundred million!
After all, the materials for one life-extending pill would cost at most a few hundred thousand, which was a more than a hundred-fold increase!
Although Qin Xuan was slightly shocked inwardly, he put on a troubled expression. After a moment, he said,
"Alright."