"The treatment itself does not have any complicated procedures but the danger lies in the ingredients we need…"

"It doesn't matter!" Wang Ling did not manage to finish his words as Yan Renhuo stuck her face just a few inches away from his, "It doesn't matter what it is, I can get anything you need the Yan Clan will give you everything you need!" Yan Renhuo did not care about appearances.

Desperation could be seen in her eyes, and Wang Ling could see through that familiar desperation. It was a different kind of desperation that he had been in, but the ardent desire she had within aligned to his previous self.

"Devil Lotus Emperor, Heart of the Grand Light Phoenix, and Heavenly Bloodroot. These three are the key ingredients we need and in the process of it all, there are sixty-nine ingredients we need and all of them more or less have the same value as the first three. Think about it, do you think you can acquire all of these…"

"Brother Ling, I told you it doesn't matter to me. We have the Heavenly Bloodroot and just give me a list of the ingredients and I will procure them. Everything does not matter in the face of my mother's life!"

Wang Ling smiled and brought out a piece of white paper from his clothes. He passed it to Yan Renhuo and upon reading the whole thing Wang Ling expected Yan Renhuo to show a downcast expression because everything within that paper was something that can be called an heirloom or a grand treasure of a sect or a clan.

But at the sight of the paper, only a smile could be seen on Yan Renhuo's face and when she raised her head, she only asked, "Will this really cure my Mother?" Her anxiousness stems from the fact that it may not heal her mother so much so that she did not care about the price and value of the ingredients listed.

This question made Wang Ling's smile blossom, he whispered, "It seems like I chose a good Alchemist." He took the piece of paper from her and said, "It seems like you truly love your Mother. Do not worry about it, the pill I want to concoct is called the [Heavenly Purifying Inferno Pill] it is one of the pills that had been lost in time."

"The Heavenly Purifying Inferno Pill? Do you mean the pill that is one of the potent in the previous era? The one pill that is said to purify even the thickest of miasma by being there?" Yan Renhuo was shocked and upon reviewing the list of ingredients she had just been shown, she realized that such combination truly is a recipe of the legendary pill.

"Also, except for the three-ingredient I mentioned. The other ingredients can be acquired by myself. I already have enough points to purchase them at the store of the Thundergod Academy."

He lied, it was Bai Xue who have enough points to purchase everything they need. But it did not matter because in the end, he will purchase them with her. She had also agreed to help Yan Renhuo in the context of deepening their connection to the Yan Clan.

"If Mistress Sun is important to you then I will do everything in my power to save her. However, this process can only be done by a rank-4 Alchemist, the pill I need to concoct is a Celestial Grade Pill. And because only I know of the process and the flames we own is the only thing capable of refining everything so you must assist me in concocting the pill in time… that means…"

"I have to become a rank-4 Alchemist as soon as possible! Do not worry, Brother Ling, I will not let you down." Yan Renhuo clenched her fist and then get off her chair and ever so gently got down on her knees and touched the floor with her forehead and said, "Thank you, Brother Ling." with tears flowing down her face.

Finally, a light had been shown in that dark cave that is inside her heart.

She was ready to get down on her knees and beg for it if Wang Ling was to command her all this time. Shameless acts like this are nothing but the byproduct of her fervent desire to heal the person that had delivered her into this world and supported her throughout her life.

Sun Yuwen, a mother who values peace more than anything else. She had showered both her daughter with love and care that she fell into despair and contracted an incurable illness after the oldest died.

When her oldest died, Sun Yuwen grieved for three months to the point that the yin qi of the world congregated to her Spirit Ocean forming the seed of Hell's Soul Flower. But despite grieving for months, she showed no pained expression to her youngest daughter who loved her fallen daughter like her.

Sun Yuwen smiled in front of Yan Renhuo and become a pillar she can rely on. When Yan Renhuo cries, Sun Yuwen smiles and comforts her not showing a bit of the sadness that is welling up in her heart.

She became a pillar that she neglected herself, she poured everything to her remaining daughter that she did not notice her body getting weaker. And by the time she noticed it, a seed from having too much yin enter her body had already borne fruit the seed of a Hell's Soul Flower.

And after that, Sun Yuwen had always been haunted by the pain of Hell's Soul Flower. Every night when the soon is at its highest and the yin qi is at its peak her soul will feel like it is being ripped apart to many pieces.

The pain was enough to cause anyone to become insane. But because Sun Yuwen did not want to let her daughter whose mind and heart are about to crumble with the loss of her beloved sister, Sun Yuwen smiled and smiled.

She did not utter a word to anyone, not even her own husband or parents of the pain she carried within in fear of the news getting to Yan Renhuo. For two years she carried it within without making a sound of complaint and the only time it became known to the rest of her family about her condition was when everything was too late.

The seed had already bloomed into a dark red flower that spread its roots to her meridians and veins. Many criticized her foolishness, but Sun Yuwen merely smiled at them and said a few words, "This pain is nothing compared to the pain of seeing my daughter have lifeless eyes as she stares at the portrait of her sister!"

She collapsed when Yan Renhuo became six and it was also at this time what Sun Yuwen had contracted. And at six years of age, she vowed to uncover the lost pill that was said to cure even the Hell's Soul Flower.

Yan Renhuo weeps when she remembers the pain her mother had gone through. She was sad when her sister died, but her mother was there to comfort her when it happened. Right now, she fears of losing herself when even her mother leaves her side.

Her kneeling in front of Wang Ling, to her, was nothing but a mere expression of the emotion she had kept in her heart.

But a hand-assisted her from below and slowly pulled her up. Wang Ling kneeled on one knee and then locked eyes with Yan Renhuo, "Do not kneel down to me, have you not heard what I have said? You are family, and it is normal for me to do this thing for someone that is standing by my side."

That night, Yan Renhuo let out her emotions and cried in Wang Ling's chest. Wang Ling got affected by the emotion she projected that he too became melancholic. But at that moment of melancholy, Wang Ling felt that he was not the only one grieving and felt a kind of kinship to Yan Renhuo he could not explain.