The Strongest Dragon in the Era of Beast Taming - Chapter 534

Chapter 534: Chapter 528: Exchange of Lifespan

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“The Houston family is the most powerful force in Silver-Abyssal City, with the city lord’s position being held by the head of the Houston family.

A hundred years ago, he had already reached the apex level of Ghost King, making him the strongest existence in the surrounding region.”

At this point, Clive Brown paused slightly, and a look of reverence appeared on his face.

“Unfortunately, even heroes can’t withstand the passing of time. Despite cultivating his flesh to the point of flawlessness, he has still become old and weak, unable to break through.”

As Clive Brown mentioned something unrelated to the Plain Question, a thought crossed David Jones’ mind.

“Is the elixir and medicine exchange related to extending one’s life span?”

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“That’s right.” Clive Brown looked deeply into David Jones’ eyes.

“As City Lord’s age increases, his cultivation starts to decline. Ten years ago, he withdrew from political affairs and focused on cultivation, attempting a breakthrough.

However, due to his impending life limit and old body, even if he found a Ghost Emperor elixir, there was still no guarantee of success.”

“Because of this, the City Lord issued a huge reward mission to the outside world. Any healer who could extend his life for a hundred years could get access to the Purifying Sutra and the Martial Mushroom; they could even gain the favor of a future Ghost Emperor powerhouse.”

“But because the City Lord had consumed too many longevity elixirs, his body developed a resistance to the medicine. Over the years, all the longevity methods attempted by the physicians who came forward ended in failure.”

“If you have an elixir that is fundamentally different from the mainstream longevity elixir formulas on the market, you could give it a try. After all, the Martial Mushroom is one of the main ingredients in refining the Ghost Emperor elixir.” Clive Brown’s gaze at David Jones was somewhat fiery.

As the captain of Team Kamui, his family, the Brown family, had no competition with the Houston family. On the contrary, they were in a cooperative alliance. In terms of actual relations, Clive Brown would even have to call City Lord Martin Houston his granduncle.

If Martin Houston were able to break through from the Ghost King to the Ghost Emperor level, Silver-Abyssal City could potentially become a new Silver-Abyssal County under the support of Spring Mansion, absorbing surrounding cities, with the Brown family soaring along with them.

At this, David Jones’ eyebrows furrowed slightly.

What a coincidence that the most abundant resource at his disposal was longevity elixirs, to the point where even he couldn’t use them all.

Seeing that David Jones seemed to be quite confident, Clive Brown’s heart skipped a beat.

“I have a unique longevity elixir that can extend one’s life for a hundred years after two doses.” David Jones said slowly as he stared into Clive Brown’s eyes.

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His intuition told him that Clive Brown had an extremely close relationship with the Silver-Abyssal City Lord, otherwise, he wouldn’t be so nervous.

However, it must be said that a healer skilled in refining longevity elixirs could easily become the favored guest of various forces, and hardly any Ghost Elite would dare to provoke him.

If the news of David Jones prolonging the City Lord’s life were to spread, his arrival at Emperor City wouldn’t be as an unknown figure, but a well-known longevity healer, and the doors of the Virtue-Gathering Hall would automatically open for him.

Furthermore, David Jones was actually very interested in the Umbral Elixir Formula. Through analogy, mutual confirmation, and breakthrough, he might be able to overcome the barrier of being a Senior Alchemist and become the youngest Master Alchemist in history.

Of course, there were risks and opportunities coexisting. Many forces coveted the longevity elixir formula, and perhaps the Houston family was one of them.

As expected, hearing David Jones’ confident words, Clive Brown revealed an excited smile on his face, and his tone became even more respectful.

“If you want to give it a try, I can write a recommendation letter for you, which will allow you to meet the City Lord directly.”

“Then I’ll have to trouble General.” David Jones nodded slightly.

Clive Brown took out some paper from his space bracelet, quickly wrote some words, and finally stamped the wax seal of the letter with his personal name. Thus, a recommendation letter that was hard to come by for ordinary people appeared so simply.

“I need to return to the Divine Might Mansion to take care of the Mapleborough Village mission, so I’ll take my leave. When there’s time, we’ll have another battle!”

With that, Clive Brown left quickly with his soldiers, heading toward the inner city.

“My lord, can he be trusted?” Greenox, who had been silent at David Jones’ side, suddenly spoke.

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David Jones glanced at him and said, “Whether he can be trusted or not is another matter. It’s getting late, so you’d better find an inn quickly.”

In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies were illusions. David Jones couldn’t believe that a Ghost Emperor would deign to stay in this small Silver-Abyssal City.

With no powerhouses above the Ghost Emperor present, Lolo was an invincible existence.

…

After finding a good inn and arranging for Rossetti Lindwood to practice the Basic Calm Mind in the room, David Jones left Greenox as a guard and left the inn alone.

Instead of hurrying to the City Lord’s Mansion to heal, he went to the External Alchemy Tower that every Umbral City had to find information about the Longevity Elixir.

At this time, in the ancient-style pharmacy at the top floor of the External Alchemy Tower, a strong fragrance of medicine wafted in the air.

At the place where the mists converged, a huge cauldron released terrifying heat, causing the Elite Ghost sitting in front of the cauldron to be covered in sweat on his forehead.

In the Umbral world, only Ghosts with Fire Type could qualify to become Ghost Healers. Even the Fire Type Ghosts could hardly bear the high temperature of the cauldron, showing the high grade of the elixir being refined inside.

“Boom!”

As a muffled sound rang out, Harrison Houston’s face turned ugly.

“Failed again!”

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Harrison Houston was the most beloved grandson of Martin Houston, the head of the Houston family. At a young age, he became an elder of the External Alchemy Tower in Silver-Abyssal City and was a renowned Monarch Healer with great expectations and the name of eternal life.

He had been in seclusion in the External Alchemy Tower for ten years, trying to improve the Longevity Elixir Formula and create a new type of longevity secret formula.

Just as Harrison Houston’s thoughts became troubled and he pushed open the door of the pharmacy room and walked towards the tower’s base trying to find inspiration, a commotion from a short distance away caught his attention.

A man and a woman were confronting each other there.

Compared to the woman wearing a luxurious golden jade elixir robe with a curvy figure, the man holding a book wore a helpless expression on his face.

Most notably, both of their foreheads were smooth without any horns, the symbol of the Ghost race.

He recognized the woman. She was Iris Brown, the granddaughter of Clive Brown, the captain of the Kamui team, and a Healer herself. However, the man looked a bit unfamiliar.

“Boring.”

Harrison Houston shook his head, intending to turn around and leave, as he was not interested in the drama of the younger generation.

However, Iris Brown’s words made his footsteps falter slightly.

“What a joke! Blood Transformation Disease is an incurable affliction that even King-level physicians are helpless against. And you’re saying it’s just a minor illness!” Iris Brown said indignantly.

Her mother had died from the Blood Transformation Disease, and she would not allow anyone to make light of this terminal illness.

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David Jones was holding the Plain Question book in his hand, feeling somewhat speechless.

He saw a familiar minor illness listed as an incurable disease in the golden book introducing diseases, and was quite surprised. He muttered quietly, “Quack doctors, turning minor illnesses into incurable diseases.”

Little did he expect to be targeted by a madwoman because of this.