Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend-Chapter 878 - 747: Grand Ancestor’s Relic

There’s still two hours left to find another Red Bead Nine-leaf Grass.

This type of Spirit Grass is rare on the mainland. The last time Ye Lingyue found one, it was thanks to Yan Jiu’s blessing, as they purchased one from the Underworld Yama Palace.

But Yan Jiu also mentioned that even the Underworld Yama Palace had only one Red Bead Nine-leaf Grass.

It is one of the most difficult materials for Ye Lingyue to find for refining the Nine Dragon Chant, second only to Ancient Dragon Blood.

Ye Lingyue looked around and, as expected, after some searching, found nothing.

"Sister Yue, why don’t we split it in half?" Long Baobao suggested.

"No, if we do that, both of us will fail in artifact refining. I’ll see if I can find another Spirit Grass to substitute for the Red Bead Nine-leaf Grass."

Ye Lingyue thought to herself, right now, even a copper coin is hard for a hero to find.

If given the chance, she would definitely plant a bunch of Nine-leaf Grass in the Hong Meng Heaven.

As Ye Lingyue spoke, she once again reluctantly began her search and noticed something strange about Feng Xun’s actions.

Feng Xun stood not far away.

He seemed particularly interested in a black object, similar to a broken sword, that he was playing with in his hands.

In this Sifang City Lord’s storage room, there were quite a few incomplete weapons, some just carelessly discarded aside.

As the Feng Residence Master, Feng Xun had seen numerous treasures, most of which he disregarded, yet he was intrigued by a broken sword, which surprised Ye Lingyue.

"Feng Xun, what are you holding?"

Ye Lingyue asked curiously.

"It looks like a sword. Although not fully refined, it is very sharp." Feng Xun’s eyes gleamed with interest. As he spoke, he tapped the black object with his knuckles.

Wu Zhong was skilled with swords, so he had a natural sensitivity to them.

Earlier, passing through this area of broken sword remnants, he subconsciously felt a powerful force attracting him. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

That force came from this broken sword.

As his fingers brushed over the sword, it suddenly trembled and, with a hiss, cut a bloody line on Feng Xun’s finger.

Bright red blood dripped onto the sword.

A strange gleam flashed in Feng Xun’s eyes. Could this sword actually harm him?

It should be known that his body had been strengthened by Ancient Dragon Blood.

"Be careful." Ye Lingyue grabbed his hand to check the wound.

But at that moment, a tearing sound reached their ears.

The palm-sized broken sword, upon contact with Feng Xun’s blood, underwent a transformation.

The originally black, sooty surface of the sword, a mixture of grime and dust, began to peel off in large chunks, revealing the sword underneath.

"What is this?"

Ye Lingyue exclaimed in surprise.

On the sword, there was a powerful inscription: the character "Nine".

Ye Lingyue’s heartbeat suddenly quickened.

The character "Nine" was familiar to Ye Lingyue; it was in the handwriting of the Ye Family Ancestor Ye Wuming.

On the front page of the Ye Family’s genealogical record, there were identical inscriptions.

Nine Dragon Chant, this unfinished broken sword was actually Nine Dragon Chant.

In the past, Ye Family Ancestor Ye Wuming had come to participate in the World’s First Refining but was ultimately sabotaged by Chen Hongru, failing to forge the Heavenly grade Divine Weapon Nine Dragon Chant.

Unexpectedly, over five hundred years later, Ye Lingyue would encounter Nine Dragon Chant again in this storage room filled with discarded items.

When Ye Lingyue recounted what had happened to Feng Xun and Long Baobao, both were equally amazed.

"Sister Yue, it turns out your Grand Ancestor was Senior Ye Wuming? Just like our Long Family Ancestor Long Wang, he was once a dominating figure in the mainland’s Alchemist World. It’s hard to believe that the truth behind Old Senior Ye Wuming’s downfall was like this. Fortunately, that despicable Chen Hongru is already dead, so Old Senior Ye Wuming can rest in peace now." Long Baobao sighed.

Chen Hongru had caused Ye Wuming’s ruin. Unexpectedly, over five centuries later, Chen Hongru would be defeated by descendants of the Ye Family.

All of this is indeed karma.

"No, just killing Chen Hongru is not enough. The Grand Ancestor’s last wish before disappearing was to refine the Nine Dragon Chant. Encountering Nine Dragon Chant today is truly fate. The Grand Ancestor must want me to forge the Nine Dragon Chant and fulfill his wish. Conveniently, the unfinished Nine Dragon Chant also contains the component of Red Bead Nine-leaf Grass." Ye Lingyue’s gaze focused brighter and brighter on the unfinished Nine Dragon Chant.

"Sister Yue, you don’t mean to reforge this Nine Dragon Chant, do you? That difficulty is too great, even more so than crafting a new Nine Dragon Chant," Long Baobao was startled by Ye Lingyue’s bold idea.

Any alchemist knows how hard artifact refining is.

But reforging an artifact that someone else failed to refine is even harder.

Especially with Nine Dragon Chant, a Heavenly grade Spiritual Artifact, it needs to be purified again, new materials added, and fire control. A minor mistake could lead to failure and even backlash.

"Long Baobao, don’t worry. I only do things I’m confident in. There’s not much time left. We need to help the Sifang City Lord ’clean up’ his storage room well," Ye Lingyue said confidently.

Six hours passed.

Ye Lingyue, Long Baobao, and others exited the storage room.

Those contestants waiting outside, ready to watch a good show, widened their incredulous eyes at the materials in their hands.

"Dong Envoy, we have found suitable materials. We can proceed to the next round of artifact refining." Ye Lingyue’s face was radiant, her eyes shimmering like two crescents at the thought of the sudden abundance of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in Hong Meng Heaven.

"The official finals will be held after nightfall. The City Lord’s Mansion has prepared food and drinks; please follow the Southern Envoy to dine," said the Dong Envoy, and Ye Lingyue and the others filed out.

The Dong Envoy reached the storage room door to close it, recalling Ye Lingyue’s earlier brilliant smile, felt something was amiss, and instinctively glanced inside. This glance left the Dong Envoy stunned, her expression dramatically changed.

The Sifang City Lord and Luo Sansheng were talking when the Dong Envoy hurried over.

"City Lord, there is a big problem. The materials in the storage room are gone."

The Sifang City Lord was taken aback and quickly followed the Dong Envoy to the storage room.

Inside, seeing the condition of the storage room, the Sifang City Lord’s old face stiffened, almost cursing aloud.

The vast storage room was actually emptied by ninety percent. What was left was nothing but useless scrap.

"What is going on here? Where are the items in the storage room? Didn’t you confiscate everyone’s Storage Spiritual Artifact?" The Sifang City Lord was vexed.

"I don’t know. Just the Hei siblings entered, and they only took the basic materials without taking much," the Dong Envoy lamented.

She truly had no idea how so much material in the storage room could disappear within six hours.