My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 507

Nash placed all the herbs he had taken with him from the tomb of the King of Medicine on the floor.

There were nearly 300 herbs here.

Any one of them could be sold for millions if not tens of millions of dollars.

The Five Poisonous Pines required at least a level three antidote to work against its toxins.

His master had just barely mastered the art of preparing level five antidotes.

Nash had tried using his master’s cauldron to prepare a level one antidote before he descended the mountains.

Now, since he had the help of the Divine Cauldron, he wondered if he could successfully prepare a level three antidote.

Before this, though, he had to practice preparing normal antidotes that replenished true energy.

If he used up all his true energy, not only would he fail to prepare the antidote, but his life might be endangered as well.

Nash selected a handful of herbs.

These were all herbs used in preparing the elixir of immortality and were also used to supplement the preparation of the elixir of infantility.

The elixir of infantility was a level four antidote and was the perfect choice for trying to break through the Profound Oriental Realm.

He still had a long way to go before he could break through the Profound Oriental Realm, but Finn was a close friend of his.

than

selecting the appropriate herbs, Nash called Brian, hoping to purchase some herbs from

get someone to send the

need quite a lot of herbs since I’m planning to spend the next two days preparing a batch of pills. I also think it’d be better for

plan

you occupied now?”

family’s home now. My cousin is nearing the end of his life!” Brian said, a sad smile appearing on his face. “My daughter-in- law and granddaughter

“Alright!”

up

Gosh…

was Brian’s clinic

to

and hailed himself a cab. “Take me to

being a miracle doctor. The whereabouts of his clinic were probably

“Alright…”

driver immediately made a sharp turn and began speeding down

a call from his mother-in-law.

audio recording pen.

to kill himself before the fire

recording would be of a conversation between Mr. Jacobs and the culprit who had masterminded

ended up being Mr. Jacobs’ last words.

were the case, it would be even more difficult to catch

a headache coming on as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Then, he asked abruptly, “Oh, right… Is