To think it was right here in the forests of Xuan Yue City, beneath an Ice Jade Stone.
She fiddled with the Medicine King's Ring for a moment. Her hands were covered in blood, so she was about to look for a clean cloth to wipe it.
She wasn't sure what part of it she touched, but the Obsidian on the Medicine King's Ring suddenly flashed.
Then, an ancient, weary voice drifted out from the ring.
"You have come to my cenotaph and successfully formed a contract with my Medicine King's Ring. You must be the one chosen by fate.
Since fate has brought us together, I shall bestow a gift upon you, little one.
My life's work is contained within. I hope it will be of use to you."
The voice grew increasingly faint and ethereal, as if it were about to scatter like smoke.
One could tell he was forcing himself to speak with his last breath. In a hoarse voice, he slowly continued.
"However, there is one matter I must entrust to you. Someone was putting poison in my daily food and drink.
