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Those who consume Wushi San are lucky if they can live past fifty.
Yun Yi gently patted Zhang Jiao on the shoulder and advised, "It would be best not to use Wushi San in the future."
Zhang Jiao was taken aback. "Huh?"
Seeing his confusion, Yun Yi elaborated, "Wushi San is not a good choice; it won't grant longevity as you believe. The effects of invigorating and replenishing the body are merely superficial. In reality, it relies on poisoning the body and causing the blood to boil, creating a false rosy complexion. Prolonged use will weaken the skin and make it prone to damage, potentially leading to an early demise."
If anyone else had said this, Zhang Jiao might have found it hard to believe and would likely have argued against it. However, coming from a divine being, he felt a twinge of reluctance as he slowly set down the Wushi San in his hand and took a step back, trying his best to avoid any association with this so-called remedy.
Noticing Zhang Jiao's reaction, Yun Yi smiled gently and continued, "I can prepare some other miraculous elixirs for you. While they may not provide the immediate effects of Wushi San in invigorating and nourishing the body, they are sufficient to bring withered bones back to life and even resurrect the dead."
Hearing such an unbelievable claim, Zhang Jiao's heart raced. "Can it really bring the dead back to life?"
Yun Yi nodded affirmatively. "Indeed, I am referring to Dairy Products. However, this is not ordinary milk; it carries a portion of my divine power, which allows it to produce the miraculous effect of reviving the deceased. You have already experienced it; what I made you drink before was true immortality."
Recalling that brief yet intense effect, Zhang Jiao felt a storm of emotions surging within him.
He knew that what Immortal Sir said was not an exaggeration. Just a moment ago, he truly felt that he was only a hair's breadth away from death. His internal organs felt as if they had been ground into fine powder by a rough stone mill. However, under the blessing of the immortal's elixir, it wasn't long before he returned to perfect health. Although his vitality seemed slightly weakened and his abdomen felt pangs of hunger, he experienced an unprecedented lightness and comfort.
This seemed to be more than just simple recovery; the elixir appeared to have healed all the issues left behind by the consumption of Wushi San. He felt gratitude towards the immortal for the gift, and he wondered if he could ask for a bit more of such miraculous medicine.
Seeing Yun Yi's inquiring gaze, Zhang Jiao quickly clarified: "I do not wish to take advantage; rather, I hope to help more people."
Yun Yi nodded slightly in understanding. "Alright."
With that, Yun Yi walked towards a Three-Legged Cauldron on one side of the tent. It was the very cauldron used during rituals, but to maintain an air of mystery, every nightfall, Zhang Jiao instructed his followers to carry it into the tent; at dawn, it would be returned to the altar.
As Yun Yi approached the Three-Legged Cauldron and took a deep breath, he caught a faint aroma of wine wafting through the air. In an instant, he understood why Fu Shui had such miraculous effects; it was not solely due to Wushi San but rather because that subtle liquid also contained the power of alcohol.
Wushi San indeed could boost people's morale and mental state, making them feel as if they were recovering rapidly. However, a long-term lack of energy input would ultimately lead to diminishing stamina; only with the aid of substances containing alcohol could they truly recover. The metabolic reactions following alcohol consumption provided a necessary source of energy, activating the body's self-repair mechanisms.
Although the followers did not understand the reasoning behind it, every time they consumed Fu Shui, they felt their bodies growing stronger. This undoubtedly deepened their trust and admiration for Zhang Jiao. This method was simple, direct, and highly effective—partly due to the prevailing ignorance among most lower-class people at that time.
Subsequently, Yun Yi took out a bucket filled with fresh milk from his backpack. Tilting the bucket gently, clear milk began to pour into the cauldron with a pleasing sound. This scene seemed to showcase the wondrous magic described in books: even a leaf can obscure one's vision yet still reveal the universe.
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