Realm of Infinity-Chapter 114: Arthur is healed

As Noah peered at the little girl cradled in Alen's arms, a strange chill swept through the room. Her hair wasn't just white; it shimmered with a pale, pearlescent luster, like moonlight caught in ice. Even in her deep unconsciousness, her presence felt heavy, as if the very molecules of the air were slowing down around her.

"We should hide her," Noah said, his voice dropping to a low, cautious whisper. He stepped closer, observing the rhythm of her breathing. It was slow, far slower than a normal human child.

"If she was found in the depths of that forest, she was either abandoned by someone powerful or she was running for her life. In this world, those are the only two reasons a child ends up in a place where spirit beasts roam. The fact that the beasts were afraid of her... that is the most concerning part."

Alen nodded.

"We will talk about her identity later," Noah decided, cutting through the mystery with practical resolve. "Right now, we are in a race against time. The Prince's shadow is still hanging over us. Father, please, give me the resources."

At that moment, the door to the inner hallway creaked open. Elina stood there, she took in the sight of her husband.

When her gaze fell upon the silver-haired girl, a mother's instinct took over. Without a word, she stepped forward and reached out. Alen gently transferred the sleeping child into his wife's arms.

Elina felt a faint frost nip at her skin through the girl's clothes, but she simply tightened her grip and carried the child away to a spare room, giving the men the space they needed to work.

With the room now quiet, Alen turned back to the table. He began to pull items from the space ring,laying them out one by one. Each item represented a massive risk taken in the Lubelious Kingdom.

"I managed to get everything on the list," Alen whispered, his eyes gleaming with pride. "A Grade 3 All-Poison Antidote Pill, the best their alchemists had on the open market. I also secured one hundred Grade 1 Qi Refining Pills. And this..."

He pulled out a small, ornate jade box. "This cost nearly half the money. A Grade 2 Body Cleansing Pill. It's a rare find for this territory. It can wash the marrow and clear the meridians of a practitioner."

Noah looked at the meager spread. To a normal family, this was a fortune. To Noah, it was merely the "raw materials" for his true power.

"Ron! Come here!" Noah called out.

The servant boy appeared almost instantly. Over the last few days, Ron had been working himself to the bone, his loyalty to Noah turning into something akin to religious fervor. He bowed deeply to Alen, then turned to Noah. "Yes, Young Master?"

Noah pushed a portion of the treasure toward him. "Ron, take this. This is the Grade 3 Antidote, keep it on your person at all times. If we are ever attacked by poisoned weapons, you must survive to help the others."

He then slid the jade box and a large leather bag toward the boy. "This is the Body Cleansing Pill. Absorb it tonight. Do not sleep until the medicinal energy has reached every corner of your bones. And here are fifty Qi Refining Pills. Your goal is to reach the peak of the Body Tempering stage within the week. Do not disappoint me."

Ron's hands shook as he took the pills. A Grade 2 Body Cleansing Pill was something even the sons of counts couldn't always afford. "I... I will give my life for this family, Young Master."

"I don't need your life, Ron. I need your strength," Noah said firmly. "Go."

As Ron left, Noah's mind was already echoing with the thunderous ringing of his system. The "Trading" logic was working at full capacity. For every pill Alen had brought back, the system was multiplying the quality and quantity in Noah's inventory.

[Ding! Trade Successful!]

[Received: 1 Grade 6 Heaven-Sealing Antidote Pill.]

[Received: 25,000 Grade 1 High-Purity Qi Refining Pills.]

[Received: 25 Grade 4 Dragon-Vein Qi Refining Pills.]

[Received: 1 Grade 5 Marrow-Rebirth Cleansing Pill.]

Noah felt a surge of adrenaline. The sheer volume of resources was staggering. He looked at his father. "Father, let's go. It's time for Grandfather to wake up."

They entered Arthur's room. The old man was awake, propped up against the headboard. His breathing was shallow, a whistling sound coming from his lungs as the poison continued to eat at his vitality.

However, when he saw the light in Noah's eyes, he tried to sit straighter.

"Grandpa," Noah said, his voice ringing with a calm authority that seemed impossible for a boy his age. "From tomorrow, the Aurelion family will begin its climb back to the top. But I need your word. You must hide your recovery. You must remain the 'sickly old man' in the eyes of the world until I give the word."

Arthur looked at Noah with a mixture of bewilderment and desperate hope. "Noah... can a miracle truly happen twice?"

Noah didn't answer with words. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pill that seemed to pulse with its own heartbeat. It was a deep, vibrant green, with six distinct gold patterns etched into its surface.

The moment it was revealed, the room filled with the scent of fresh rain and mountain air.

Arthur's jaw dropped. As a former general, he had seen many things, but a Grade 6 pill was a legend. "Is... is that a Grade 6 Antidote?" he stammered, his voice trembling.

"It is," Noah said, placing it in Arthur's palm. "I'm going to my room to process my own cultivation. Father will stay here to help you guard the process."

Noah turned and left before Arthur could even find the words to thank him. He knew that the emotional weight of this moment was for the father and son to share.

Inside the room, Arthur looked at the pill, then at Alen. "Our boy... he is the gathering of all the luck our ancestors ever had. No, perhaps he is the luck of the entire world."

With tears streaming down his face, Arthur swallowed the pill.

The effect was instantaneous. A surge of white-hot heat exploded in his stomach. The black, sludge-like poison that had clung to his veins for years began to sizzle and evaporate.

For the first time in a year, the constant, grinding pain vanished. It was replaced by a roaring river of spiritual energy. Arthur felt his broken meridians knitting back together, stronger than they had been in his youth.

While Arthur was being reborn, Noah was in his own room, sitting cross-legged. He held the Grade 5 Marrow-Rebirth Cleansing Pill. He knew his body was the foundation for everything.

If he wanted to wield the power of the system safely, his physical vessel had to be flawless.

He swallowed the pill.

The pain was immense. It felt as if a thousand tiny needles were scraping the inside of his bones. He gritted his teeth, refusing to make a sound.

Black, foul-smelling impurities began to seep out of his pores, covering his skin in a thick layer of grime. But beneath that grime, his skin began to glow with a faint, jade-like translucency.

His muscles became lean and dense, and his senses sharpened to a terrifying degree. He could hear the fluttering of a moth's wings in the garden; he could feel the flow of Qi in the air around him.

The next morning, Noah woke up early. He felt lighter than air. After washing away the impurities, he stepped out into the courtyard.

He stopped dead in his tracks.

Standing in the center of the yard was a man. He had broad shoulders, a straight back, and a face that commanded respect. His hair, which had been white and brittle, was now a rich, lustrous black. He looked like a man in his mid-thirties, in the absolute prime of his life.

"How do I look, Grandson?" Arthur asked, a smug, boyish grin spreading across his face.

"You look amazing, Grandpa," Noah laughed, genuinely shocked by the transformation. "If you go out like that, the ladies in the capital will forget all about the Prince. You might have to get married again."

Arthur let out a booming laugh, a sound that hadn't been heard in that house for a long time. "Hehehe! That pill was more than an antidote, Noah. It rebuilt me. I didn't just regain my strength; I broke through. I am now in the mid-level Void Realm. My cultivation is higher than it was before."

"That's good," Noah said, his mind already spinning with the next phase of the plan. "But we must be careful. If the people see a Void Realm expert walking out of this house, he will call the Empire's army."

"I know, I know," Arthur said, calming his excitement. "I will use a concealment technique. To the world, I will still be a dying old man. But tonight... tonight we should celebrate. We have survived the darkness."

"A party sounds good," Noah agreed. "But we can't buy high-quality food or wine without raising suspicion. A poor family buying spiritual venison and vintage wine is a red flag."

"Don't worry. I'll handle everything.", Arthur said.