The exact same symptoms again immediately made Yang Che realize that something was wrong.
Suddenly recalling the words of the Ming Pu Old Monk from Taiyan Temple outside the Wu Gate, Yang Che felt a chill down his spine.
Could it be that the Demonic Path old woman's curse really worked?
Counting the time, it really was almost a year.
Yang Che couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
Fortunately, there was still time.
It seemed he had to quickly enter the Hanging Waterfall Medicine Garden to collect the herbs and seedlings needed to refine the Pseudo Overlord Pill.
Yang Che, full of worry, returned to the Hundred Crafts Hall and asked the Goatee Old Man, "Junior Martial Uncle Qin, Disciple wants to ask if you know where Senior Sister Wen Xingyao resides?"
When the Goatee Old Man heard this, he stared at Yang Che strangely, making Yang Che feel a little uneasy.
"Junior Sister Wen successfully established Foundation two years ago. It seems you didn't know?"
Yang Che was startled at the words: "She has already successfully established Foundation?"
This made Yang Che both envious and helpless.
Wen Xingyao's successful Foundation Establishment instantly changed her from 'Senior Sister' to 'Junior Martial Uncle,' which made Yang Che suddenly lose much confidence in his original intention to seek Wen Xingyao's help to quickly enter the Hanging Waterfall Medicine Garden.
At this moment, the Goatee Old Man said again: "It's natural that you don't know, so you are not to blame. Your Junior Martial Uncle Wen Xingyao has made great contributions to the Sect, so after successfully establishing Foundation, she now manages the Hanging Waterfall Medicine Garden. If you want to find her, you can go directly to the Hanging Waterfall Medicine Garden."
Yang Che was delighted to hear this, thanked Junior Martial Uncle Qin, then immediately went to the central hall to complete the outdoor procedures, and then swiftly flew to the Hanging Waterfall Medicine Garden.
A few days later.
Yang Che finally arrived before the magnificent giant waterfall.
Passing through the waterfall, the small crack in the mountain wall behind it, which originally only allowed one person to pass, had now been widened and transformed into a passage that could accommodate several people entering and exiting side by side.
As soon as he entered the passage, he saw several Disciples at Qi Refinement Stage Level 10 and above guarding the end.
And Yang Che just happened to see a fellow Disciple holding a token, passing the inspection of these guarding Disciples, and walking towards the stone gate.
He knew that the token was an 'Admission Token' issued by the Sect after applying.
When Yang Che walked over, one of the Qi Refining Level 10 middle-aged Disciples immediately stopped Yang Che: "Junior Brother, please show your Admission Token."
How could Yang Che have an Admission Token? He gave an awkward smile, cupped his hands, and said, "Senior Brother, I'm looking for Junior Martial Uncle Wen Xingyao. Please notify her."
The middle-aged Disciple suddenly sneered when he heard this: "What? Can't get an Admission Token, so you want to ask Junior Martial Uncle Wen to enter the Hanging Waterfall Medicine Garden?"
Yang Che was surprised.
Was his expression so obvious?
"Hurry up and leave, hurry up and leave, honestly. There are still people trying to fish in troubled waters even now."
The Qi Refining Level 10 middle-aged Disciple impatiently waved his hand, signaling Yang Che to leave quickly.
"Senior Brother, my name is Yang Che, and I really know Junior Martial Uncle Wen. Please just notify her."
Yang Che naturally wouldn't give up so easily.
"Hey, I said, are you getting energetic or what?"
Seeing that Yang Che refused to leave, the middle-aged Disciple immediately waved to the other several guarding Disciples nearby: "Senior Brother Liu Li, Senior Brother Jiang Nan, please come quickly. Another troublemaker has arrived here, and he won't leave."
As soon as the middle-aged Disciple shouted, two more tall Qi Refining Level 11 youths walked over.
"Junior Brother He Yun, what's going on?"
One of the youths with a black mole at the corner of his eye asked with a frown.
"Senior Brother Jiang Nan, it's like this..." The middle-aged He Yun immediately explained that Yang Che had no Admission Token.
When Jiang Nan, the black-mole youth, heard this, he said coldly: "Junior Brother Yang Che, right? It's impossible to enter the Hanging Waterfall Medicine Garden without an Admission Token. And how could a Qi Refining Level 9 Disciple like you possibly know Junior Martial Uncle Wen? Junior Martial Uncle Wen has long given instructions that anyone without an Admission Token is not allowed to enter, regardless of the reason. Junior Brother Yang, this is your last warning, leave quickly, or we won't be polite."
"Why don't you believe me? I really know Junior Martial Uncle Wen. You just need to notify her and say Yang Che is here. Is such a small matter really that complicated?" Yang Che said somewhat anxiously.
Jiang Nan's face immediately darkened upon hearing this: "It seems we'll have to use force to make you leave."
Saying that, he took out a Emerald Green 'Flute Magical Artifact,' blew into it, and notes containing Killing Intent were played, immediately sweeping towards Yang Che.
Yang Che lightly flicked his fingers, and seventy-two Flying Fire Needles instantly formed a needle net, forcibly blocking all of these Killing Intent notes.
"Liu Li, let's go together."
Jiang Nan, discovering that Yang Che seemed difficult to deal with, immediately called out to another Disciple, also at Qi Refining Level 11, to assist.
Liu Li didn't speak, but directly made his move.
A gleaming 'Mountain-Splitting Axe Magical Artifact' directly cleaved out a silver-gray light, shooting towards Yang Che.
Yang Che dodged, and at the same time, he quietly chanted a few words, activating a primary-intermediate defense Talisman in his hand, forming a milky-white light shield to protect himself.
Yang Che also didn't confront them head-on; after activating the defense Talisman, he directly accelerated and rushed towards the stone gate.
"Stop him."
Jiang Nan roared in anger.
Immediately after, more than ten Disciples at Qi Refining Level 10 and above all surrounded him.
A fierce glint flashed in Yang Che's eyes, and he directly blasted the 'pointed cone' formed by the seventy-two Flying Fire Needles straight towards the stone gate.
With a 'buzz,' light burst forth, and the Flying Fire Needles' pointed cone struck the stone gate, actually producing a deafening sound.
This was a sound Yang Che deliberately made; if Wen Xingyao still didn't appear, then he truly would be out of options.
After all, he alone couldn't defeat the combined efforts of these dozen people in front of him.
The sound slowly faded, but the familiar figure Yang Che had hoped for did not appear.
Sighing helplessly in his heart, Yang Che frantically defended and dodged, while preparing to retreat from the area.
Fortunately, these Disciples on the other side were all fellow Disciples, their intention was to stop Yang Che, and they didn't aim to kill, otherwise Yang Che would truly have been in danger.
Just then, a fragrant breeze suddenly drifted into the area.
"Stop, everyone."
The incredibly melodious voice, reaching Yang Che's ears, was like the sound of heaven.
"Senior Sister Xing Yao."
Yang Che immediately shouted excitedly, momentarily forgetting that Senior Sister Xing Yao was already 'Junior Martial Uncle Xing Yao.'
Everyone stopped, and the faces of the guarding Disciples all showed expressions of disbelief, especially Jiang Nan and He Yun, whose expressions changed drastically.
They truly hadn't expected that what Yang Che said was actually true! He really knew Junior Martial Uncle Wen Xingyao.
The surprise in the Disciples' eyes gradually turned into infatuation.
Junior Martial Uncle Wen Xingyao was simply too beautiful; every time these Disciples saw her, they couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.
Wen Xingyao looked at Yang Che, frowning slightly.
However, in the end, she didn't dwell on Yang Che's address, only saying indifferently: "Follow me."
Yang Che immediately followed closely behind, entering the stone gate with Wen Xingyao.
Only those guarding Disciples were left, all dumbfounded, their faces filled with envy and even jealousy.
"Senior Sister Xing Yao, oh no, Junior Martial Uncle Xing Yao, there are simply too many Disciples applying to enter the medicine garden, and I am a bit anxious and truly can't wait, so I thought of you. If there are any oversights in my consideration, please do not blame me, Junior Martial Uncle."
Wen Xingyao's face had always been calm.
She looked at the young man who had once 'fought alongside' her, and found that his Cultivation had also risen to Qi Refining Level 9, which was a decent Cultivation speed.
And if he had returned to the Sect with her back then, at least a small portion of the credit for discovering this medicine garden would have been attributed to him.
But in the end, this credit became hers alone, so when she learned he was here, Wen Xingyao couldn't possibly ignore him.
"I can make an exception for you this one time, but only this one time. I'll give you two days. Everything else will still strictly follow the Sect rules."
Wen Xingyao finished speaking indifferently, then walked towards a delicate pavilion not far away, presumably her residence here.
"Thank you, Junior Martial Uncle Wen."
Yang Che cupped his hands and bowed, expressing his heartfelt gratitude.
Wen Xingyao's willingness to help him was undoubtedly very important to him, making him immensely grateful.
Just then, Yang Che suddenly felt his vision go dark again, followed by a sharp stinging pain in his glabella.
"I can't delay any longer."
A hint of worry flashed in Yang Che's eyes, then he expertly headed straight for the depths of the medicine garden.