With a flick of Chu Fengmian’s finger, three drops of golden blood formed at the tip of his digit.
With a flick, they fell onto the body of the ancient turtle.
As the three drops of essence blood touched the ancient turtle, its body gradually began to dissipate.
This ancient turtle was originally just an illusion. Now that it had lost its will to fight and voluntarily admitted defeat, it signified Chu Fengmian’s passage.
This third trial, which was supposed to be the most difficult, was effortlessly overcome by Chu Fengmian.
In front of Chu Fengmian, the grassland also gradually vanished, and he had already passed over the stone bridge to arrive at another unfamiliar location.
"Now that I have made it here, it represents that I have passed the first trial, right?"
Chu Fengmian suddenly spoke up, addressing the sky above.
"Indeed, by coming here, you have certainly passed the first trial."
The figure of the Emperor of Fertility suddenly coalesced in front of Chu Fengmian, with Han Yueli also standing beside him.
"Furthermore, you are the first one to have passed."
"Your methods, though somewhat cunning, are indeed all permissible for a Martial Artist. The fact that you can win without fighting also represents your capability," the Emperor of Fertility said calmly.
Chu Fengmian’s means of passing the three trials were, of course, crystal clear to the Emperor of Fertility.
Despite the fact that Chu Fengmian did not engage in actual combat with the ancient turtle, the ability to win without fighting was a skill of Chu Fengmian’s own.
There was no issue with Chu Fengmian passing the trial.
"Speak, now that you have passed the first trial, you are aware of my conditions. What is it that you desire?" the Emperor of Fertility boomed with laughter.
"Although I cannot claim to possess everything in the Nine Domains, most of what you wish to acquire is within my wealth," he said with immense confidence, being the founding monarch of a martial nation with untold riches.
To a common Martial Artist, treasures that swirl in legends are inconsequential in his eyes.
Those without sufficient power have never glimpsed the truly valuable treasures and naturally cannot speak of them, which is why the Emperor of Fertility spoke with such confidence.
"I wish for a plant of sacred fire medicine," Chu Fengmian said evenly.
Upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s request, it wasn’t the Emperor of Fertility who responded but Han Yueli, who was visibly shocked beside him.
To have the chance to select any treasure from the Emperor of Fertility’s trove was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for all present Martial Artists.
And yet, Chu Fengmian had asked for sacred fire medicine on behalf of Han Yueli.
This was a one-time opportunity that Chu Fengmian had earned after passing the first trial, yet he was willingly giving it away.
"Oh? Sacred fire medicine? It seems you are asking for this on behalf of the young lady," The Emperor of Fertility said with a smile that was not quite a smile.
"Quite the appetite for a youngster, to actually request sacred medicine in one breath. If it weren’t for the depth of resources I possess, this request might have resulted in a reputation for breaking my word."
Spiritual Medicine is the pinnacle of all medicinal herbs in the Nine Domains, a term that even ordinary Martial Artists might never have heard.
Lacking strength, one wouldn’t even have the chance to encounter such a term, and Chu Fengmian’s inquiry also slightly surprised the Emperor of Fertility.
"Do you really have a fire-type sacred medicine?"
Upon hearing the Emperor of Fertility’s words, Chu Fengmian was also somewhat surprised.
Sacred medicine was extremely rare even for the strongest figures in the Nine Domains. Chu Fengmian’s question was essentially an attempt to try his luck.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing the Emperor of Fertility’s reply, the Emperor of Fertility indeed had fire-type sacred medicine.
"Indeed, this king once acquired a millennium fire lotus within a volcano. Although the fire lotus is not classified as sacred medicine, a millennium fire lotus can certainly be considered a sacred medicine."
As the Emperor of Fertility spoke, a fire lotus appeared in the palm of his hand.
This fire lotus was always burning with a flame, which was the essence of fire-type spiritual power condensed to its limit.
"Millennium fire lotus!"
A look of longing appeared in Chu Fengmian’s eyes.
For someone like him, a once alchemy master, such millennium fire lotuses were a dream come true.
The fire lotus itself was high among spiritual medicines, born from molten lava and only appearing during volcanic eruptions.
However, the force of a volcanic eruption was immense, preventing even saints from daring to approach, let alone enter in search of a fire lotus.
A newly grown fire lotus was considered an earth-grade spiritual medicine, while a hundred-year fire lotus could rank as a heavenly-grade one.
A thousand-year fire lotus would reach the pinnacle of the heavenly grade, and a millennium fire lotus was indeed worthy of being called sacred medicine.
"You must think carefully, this millennium fire lotus is precious, but it may not be of any use to you. Are you sure you want it?"
The Emperor of Fertility glanced at Chu Fengmian, his words hinting at something deeper.
He knew why Chu Fengmian wanted the millennium fire lotus, and it certainly wasn’t for Chu Fengmian himself.
"Indeed, I want this millennium fire lotus," Chu Fengmian calmly stated.
There were many spiritual medicines that could indeed help the current Chu Fengmian, such as the Spirit Fruits.
However, there was only one chance to obtain a fire-type sacred medicine. In the entire martial state, perhaps only the Emperor of Fertility had the ability to offer a fire-type sacred medicine.
The cold poison in Han Yueli’s body couldn’t wait, so naturally, Chu Fengmian wouldn’t miss this opportunity.
"Good, then this millennium fire lotus is yours," said the Emperor of Fertility with a laugh, handing over the millennium fire lotus.
Chu Fengmian hurriedly took it, feeling a scorching sensation in his palm as he held the fire lotus.
Chu Fengmian quickly channeled his spiritual power to temporarily suppress the flames of the millennium fire lotus, rendering it only slightly hot.
"This millennium fire lotus likely contains five to six years of medicinal power," Chu Fengmian remarked in surprise, feeling the potency of the millennium fire lotus in his hand.
The medicinal power of the millennium fire lotus probably lasted for about five to six years. Such potency was enough to rank in the middle among sacred medicines.
Sacred medicines also varied in grade. A common millennium fire lotus could only be considered the lowest grade among sacred medicines.
But the potency of this millennium fire lotus was enough to rank as a mid-grade sacred medicine.
With such medicinal power, Chu Fengmian felt even more confident that he could help Han Yueli resolve the cold poison in her body.