James Thompson of Northport is reputed to be the third greatest alchemy master in the Divine Wind Empire, his alchemy skills are unparalleled. Even after consulting him, Samuel Foster only received an answer that couldn’t be unlocked, yet the young man before him claimed he was confident, making it hard for him to believe.

“Heh, you can choose not to believe me! Although a single whiskerless grass is precious, I’m not injured right now, so it doesn’t really matter whether I get it or not!” William Nash waved his hand casually, retreating in order to advance.

Although he really wanted the whiskerless grass to help repair his father’s qi sea, if he acted too eager, it might backfire!

Staring intently into the young man’s eyes for a while, unable to detect any hint of mockery or trickery, Samuel Foster gritted his teeth, “Fine, I’ll trust you! Tell me what I need to do!”

After all, he had no other way out now—he might as well trust him once; maybe there would be a turning point.

“Since Young Master Samuel Foster trusts me, I won’t waste words. You need to prepare a hundred-year-old yuan yang herb, two fifty-year-old qing song flowers, two thirty-year-old zigui roots... The age of these herbs must be sufficient, don’t try to pass off fakes!”

The herbs William Nash listed were exactly what was needed to refine the pure yang attribute pill, [Blazing Fire Pill], and he also included quite a few ingredients for refining the [Heart-Returning Pill].

Anyway, as long as the [Blazing Fire Pill] was successfully refined, Samuel Foster would definitely be able to activate his bloodline factor and condense his dantian. Since he was penniless now, it was a good excuse to get some of the [Heart-Returning Pill] ingredients as well.

“Alright, I’ll have all the herbs ready this afternoon and find you at the Henry Nash branch! Whether it works or not, I, Samuel Foster, will owe you a favor!”

These herbs were all quite unusual; people who didn’t know alchemy or herbs wouldn’t even remember their names. The young man listed them off so casually, which showed his knowledge of alchemy.

Being able to name these herbs made Samuel Foster secretly believe him a bit more.

“Thank you very much, Brother Foster!” Just now, William Nash had called him “Young Master Samuel Foster,” but now he called him “Brother Foster,” showing that their relationship had grown closer.

“Farewell!” Samuel Foster cupped his fists, turned, and walked out. Soon after, a series of hoofbeats could be heard outside the restaurant, growing more and more distant.

It seemed that being able to activate his bloodline factor was just too important to him—he didn’t want to waste even a moment.

Seeing him leave, William Nash shook his head and strode into the private room.

Inside, Little Grace Nash was sitting with her hands clasped, not knowing how her younger brother would scold her, her face full of anxiety.

“Sis, it’s settled—let’s head home!”

Seeing his sister again and helping her out of a crisis, William Nash was in a great mood and couldn’t help but joke as soon as he entered the room.

“Brother, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have come here behind your back... Huh? Head home?”

As soon as William Nash entered, Little Grace Nash immediately rattled off the excuses she’d prepared, but after just one sentence, she saw that her brother wasn’t blaming her at all, but was instead smiling. She stopped abruptly, looking puzzled.

If it were before, her brother would have scolded her as soon as he found out she’d acted on her own. Why... today, not only did he not scold her, he even seemed really happy?

“That’s right, let’s go!” After speaking, William Nash turned and instructed, “Emily Nash, go prepare a carriage, and bring over twenty thousand taels of silver—I need it!”

“Twenty thousand taels? All the businesses in our branch combined only have thirty thousand taels. This restaurant only has fifteen thousand. How about I go back to the branch to get it for you...” Earlier in the room, Emily Nash had said something to William Nash, and now, looking like a wronged daughter-in-law, she replied bitterly.

The Nie family’s outer branch didn’t have much money; thirty thousand taels was probably the largest amount Richard Nash’s branch could muster.

“Go back to the branch? No need. Fifteen thousand taels is a bit less, but it’ll do!” William Nash said offhandedly.

“Yes!” With that, Emily Nash left, and soon had the carriage and silver ready.

“Fifteen thousand taels...”

At first, Little Grace Nash didn’t think much of it, but when she saw the pile of gleaming silver in front of her, she was startled.

When she’d come to borrow ten thousand taels, Emily Nash had made all sorts of excuses, but now... her brother casually asked for fifteen thousand, and Emily Nash didn’t dare say a word, just handed it over?

What... was going on?

Little Grace Nash had followed instructions and stayed in the private room, so she didn’t know what had happened earlier.

Her brother used to be hardworking, but because of their uncle, he’d always had a sense of inferiority deep down. But now, his aura was calm, and his every move was different—had he changed?

Oh right, he’d just disguised himself—when did he learn disguise techniques? How come she’d never heard about it?

In that instant, Little Grace Nash suddenly felt that she couldn’t quite understand her brother, whom she’d lived with day and night.

Sitting in the carriage, William Nash saw that his sister was full of questions but couldn’t voice them, and he didn’t know how to explain—he couldn’t exactly say he’d been reborn!

If he really said that, even if it didn’t scare her to death, others would probably treat him like a lab rat and drag him off for research.

Better to explain later!

“Sis, your constitution is a bit weak, so you progress slowly with the family’s cultivation method. I have a set of techniques that suit you. Since we have some time now, let me tell you about them!”

Since he couldn’t talk about being reborn, William Nash changed the subject.