David Harris picked up the pen and, in an instant, finished writing a prescription, handed it to Thomas Reed, and said, “Big Brother Reed, take the medicine according to this prescription, continuously for a year, and it can resolve the damage caused by the extreme yang energy. In addition, I’ve also written a method for guiding your qi. Follow this method to guide the yang energy within your body, gradually gathering it in your dantian, and then spend three to five years slowly transforming it. You should be able to make it your own. Big Brother Reed, the Red Sand Palm is extremely firm and yang, exceptionally domineering. If you want to reach the pinnacle, you still need to balance yin and yang, cultivate both inside and out—that is the right path. Relying solely on external aids and advancing recklessly can sometimes backfire; haste makes waste.”

Thomas Reed took the prescription with both hands and read it carefully twice. He was also well-versed in pharmacology and could distinguish the authenticity of prescriptions. Although there were still some subtle points he couldn’t fully understand, he was sure that someone as highly skilled as David Harris would not harm him for no reason.

That faint aura of righteousness emanating from David Harris—as a martial arts expert, he could fully sense it.

For martial artists, not only must they be physically strong, but their eyesight and so-called sixth sense must also be highly developed. It’s hard to imagine someone with a dull sixth sense achieving great mastery in martial arts.

Looking again at the qi-guiding method David Harris wrote for him, although it was just a few simple lines, Thomas Reed quietly followed it for two cycles of breathing, and the restlessness throughout his body was immediately greatly alleviated, showing how effective it was.

For an extremely firm and yang external domineering technique, only by supplementing it with a superior internal method, as David Harris said, can one balance yin and yang, cultivate both inside and out, and ultimately reach the pinnacle.

At this point, Thomas Reed no longer had the slightest doubt and bowed deeply to David Harris.

“Thank you! My name is Thomas Reed. If you ever need my help in the future, just say the word.”

“Big Brother Reed, you’re too polite.”

David Harris still spoke in his gentle and refined manner.

Thomas Reed nodded, picked up that grade-five wild ginseng, turned, and left, passing through the crowd of onlookers and, in the blink of an eye, exited the trading hall.

Thomas Reed’s sudden arrival and departure left the onlookers staring at each other in confusion.

This was just too “legendary.”

Something that even five hundred grams of top-quality wild Longtou Fengwei Grass might not be able to exchange for was just traded for a so-called “prescription” so lightly?

Did Thomas Reed suddenly lose his mind?

David Harris slowly put the warm jade into the earth-yellow small box. Although this top-grade Fire Rock Warm Jade only had ten to twenty percent of its spiritual energy left, it should still be enough to “warm up” the Wuyang Wood for about another month.

According to the “Wuji Art Collection”: Wuyang Wood absorbs the essence of earth fire, second only to Fire Qilin Horn in yang energy in the world. All fire spirits in the world, except for Fire Qilin Horn, are restrained by it, yet it can “nourish people.” The Creator is truly wondrous.

“Mr. Harris, please wait!”

David Harris and Linda King were about to leave the trading hall when William Grant suddenly approached from the side and said very politely.

David Harris immediately stopped and smiled at William Grant.

“Mr. Harris, may I take a look at that… that item just now?”

William Grant looked at the small satchel carried by Linda King, his eyes filled with obvious surprise and confusion.

“Sure.”

David Harris nodded with a light smile.

He was not a talkative person; the “long speech” he just had with Thomas Reed was a rare exception. When treating someone, you have to explain things clearly, or else it’s just trickery.

Linda King took the earth-yellow rattan box out of her bag and handed it to William Grant.

William Grant received it with both hands, his eyes shining, reached out and gently stroked the black rattan trim, his fingers even trembling slightly, and murmured to himself, “Is this Wuyang Wood? Could it be that the legend is true, that such an ultimate yang spiritual object really exists in this world?”

The black rattan looked dull and unremarkable.

“Mr. Harris, may I ask, how do you know this is real Wuyang Wood and not Zhengyang Wood?”

After stroking it for a while, William Grant handed the small box back with both hands, looked up at David Harris, and asked very seriously.

“Wuyang Wood, Wuyang Wood… Right, isn’t this the thing Edward Brooks was asking us about?”

After hearing “Wuyang Wood” several times, someone in the crowd finally remembered and couldn’t help but exclaim. A couple of years ago, Ethan Brooks and Henry had asked all the big medicinal herb dealers about this so-called “Wuyang Wood.” Since no one had ever seen or heard of it, everyone could only shake their heads in confusion.

So much time had passed that everyone had long forgotten about it.

No one expected it to suddenly appear here.

No one knew if it was real or not.

Even Thomas Reed, who owned the small box, said it was Zhengyang Wood, not Wuyang Wood.

David Harris smiled and said, “Elder Grant, because Wuyang Wood is extremely rare, it is not recorded in the ‘Shennong Bencao Jing,’ ‘Bencao Gangmu,’ or ‘Bencao Jing Jizhu.’”

As for more details, David Harris was unwilling to elaborate.

The “Wuji Art Collection” is the supreme treasure of the Wuji Sect to which David Harris belongs, independent from Daoist classics and forming its own system. Very few people in the world know of it; even if David Harris explained, William Grant might not be able to fully understand it right away.