Han Yu was certain that ordinary cultivators would never manage this. Even normal ice cultivators would fail. Only someone whose mastery surpassed the frost itself could inspect them.
No wonder Lady Rot Rose specifically wanted him.
The guards were still chasing rats.
Han Yu silently withdrew.
He left the estate through the hidden gate while the rats scattered underground.
Within moments, the forest became quiet again.
Half an hour later, he stopped deep within the jungle.
He raised a hand as an ice vial formed.
Inside floated the extracted substance.
The Pale powder with brown and black specks.
Han Yu inspected it with spirit sense.
Nothing obvious.
Only a complex mixture.
Thankfully, his alchemy skills had not weakened over the years. If anything, the techniques he obtained from the Inheritance Stelae had improved them further. He sat beneath a large tree and took out a small cauldron.
Blood flames rose beneath it as the red fire illuminated the forest.
