ll right now and have them break your monstrous limbs!"A furious shout rang out."Red Sleeves Sister, I, I..."This is the voice of a dream, speaking in a shaky sob, “Your uncle is about to die. These m..."I'm dead"

Lin Yin, who was slowly recovering consciousness, opened his bright and clear eyes.

Lin Yin was a senior and excellent surgeon. Before losing consciousness, he vaguely remembered that he was operating on a patient. As a result, a sudden and violent tremor shook the ground, the ceiling collapsed, and he completely lost consciousness.

When he woke up, Lin Yu only felt aching all over and weak. He didn't even have the strength to sit up. He struggled to support himself with his arms before managing to sit up.

Looking around, one sees some rather old windows reflecting on a weathered wooden desk adorned with the four treasures of the study. One leg of that desk, seemingly unbalanced, has even been propped up with a stone.

Uneven floor tiles, a lamp with nearly depleted oil. Even the blanket covering Lin Yin was patched up, and the entire room reeked of poverty.

"What place is this"

Looking at the room, steeped in ancient charm yet dilapidated in style, Lin Yun was wide-eyed with astonishment.

His gaze suddenly fell upon a somewhat blurry bronze mirror. The mirror reflected a slender and handsome young man, who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. However, his face appeared quite haggard and pale. Even through the mirror, one could see his weakness and lack of vitality.

"Is this me"

Looking at this unfamiliar face, Lin Yin began to question life.

Tap.

At that moment, a sound of something falling to the ground echoed. Standing at the doorway was a young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in tattered hemp cloth, gazing at him with surprise.

"Uncle, you're finally awake!"

Ma Lian rushed over, her eyes brimming with tears, and said: "Meng thought you wouldn't wake up again. Master, please don't leave Meng alone..."

"Uncle"

Lin Yun remained bewildered. As the person drew closer, he finally saw their face. It was a frail girl with messy, somewhat yellowed hair that clearly showed signs of malnutrition.

Most frightening of all, this girl had a palm-sized black birthmark on her left cheek, which was quite scary to look at.

This is a very ugly girl.

But for some reason, Lin Yù looked at this ugly girl's face, but his heart unexpectedly felt a sense of peace and familiarity.

"The system detected the host's awakening and is now proceeding with binding."

The next moment, a mechanical-like electronic voice echoed in Lin Yù's mind. Then, an intense electric current surged through him! In an instant, he felt as if he were in hell, every part of his body aching unbearably.

Especially his head, it was almost about to split open.

"Ah!"

Lin Yin painfully stumbled out.

"Uncle, Uncle! What's wrong with you"

Shi Meng was startled and hurriedly cried out.

"Memory fusion, system binding complete."

Moments later, the pain on Lin Yun's shoulder gradually subsided. At the same time, he felt a new memory in his mind that didn't belong to him. When he looked at Shi Meng again, he couldn't help but smile softly: "Meng'er, your uncle is fine, you should go out first."

At first, Shi Meng wasn't willing to go. But under Lin Yin's resolute gaze, she could only obediently leave, leaving Lin Yin alone in the room.

Wow.

After his dream, Lin Yin's eyes remained fixed on the air in front of him. In his vision, a screen similar to a D projection appeared, displaying "Attribute Panel" on it.

Host: Lin Yu

Title: None

Power: 1

Alchemic medicine: none.

Points: 100 (Initial points)

Permission: Danxin Hall (Washed Marrow Pill, Qingling Pill, Forging Bone Pill...)

Warm prompt: You can learn various alchemy recipes in the Danxin Hall. The system will deduct corresponding points according to the different types of alchemy.

"This... is a system!"

Lin Yin's pupils suddenly widened. The legendary cheat—the system interface

Yes, he crossed over and just finished inheriting all the memories of the original owner. It's unknown if it's a coincidence that the original owner's name was also Lin Yùn.

Unlike Ge Lin Yu, this "Lin Yin"’s experience was not as simple as it seemed. This "Lin Yin" was originally just a scholar from Liang Village. He had studied hard for ten years, but he couldn't even pass the most basic civil service exam, and he felt deeply frustrated. But starting sometime last year, his fate took a drastic turn. He mistakenly became the husband of the headmaster of Xuan Yue Zong, the most powerful sect within a radius of five hundred miles.

That's right, the headmaster of Xuan Yue Sect is someone extraordinary, and he's also a descendant of the immortal being known as Ru Xian.

Even as a lowly son-in-law, being part of the Xuan Yue Sect was a turning point in Lin Yin's life. He had previously lived a meager existence. What’s more, he had a brief encounter with his nominal wife, only one glance and he fell irrevocably for her stunning beauty.

Of course, a toad can't possibly eat a swan.

His wife, Qin Yutong, since being sent to the sect by her people, they had met no more than a handful of times. Not to mention any conjugal bliss or wedding nights, they were a couple in name only.

This “Lin Yin” actually knew deep down that his humble and insignificant position had never been noticed by Qin Yu Tong. He was even clearer that at best, he was just a shield used by the other party to deflect other marriage proposals. But as long as he could occasionally glance at Qin Yu Tong from afar, he would be satisfied.

"A dog, as expected, doesn't live a good life."

When Lin Yin saw this memory, she couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, he wasn't wrong. "Lin Yu," who originally planned to live a peaceful life in the Xuan Yue Sect, had been afflicted with a strange illness three months ago. He gradually grew weaker and finally breathed his last.

That's why Lin Yun's soul would take its place and seize this.

"原來是死人，難怪我冇有力氣。"

"I'm so unlucky," Lin Yin muttered bitterly, "I barely escaped one disaster, and now I'm going to die again"

With his strength continuously waning, Lin Yin could guess with his toes that he probably wouldn't be able to hold on much longer before collapsing again.

"Detected host contains a large amount of 'Bone-Eating Grass' toxins. Please self-rescue as soon as possible."

"System prompt: Qingling Dan can cure all poisons."

Lin Yin's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly looked at the "Edible Medicine" column on the attribute panel. Sure enough, there was something about Qingling Pill listed there. Behind Qingling Pill, there was also a line of text: 0 points to learn.

Although Lin Yin didn't know how he came to possess 100 points, for the sake of his life, he wouldn't hesitate to spend them all, even if it meant going down to 0 points or even -00 points.

"System, learn the Qingling Pill formula and immediately begin refining it!"

Lin Yin secretly thought in her heart.

"

Deduct 0 points, and learn the skill 'Qingling Pill'.

"

"Practicing the art of crafting 'Qing Ling Pills'!"

As the system's electronic sound rose, Lin Yù only saw a flash of white in front of him. In his hand, there appeared out of thin air a pill as green as jade. A refreshing fragrance of medicinal herbs rushed to his nostrils, making him feel refreshed and invigorated.

Seeing the antidote, Lin Yu immediately swallowed it. Then, a cool air emanated from his abdomen, instantly sweeping through his entire body, passing through every pore and inch of his skin. His eyes could clearly see that dark, faint smoke was rising from his body; this must be the so-called poison.

He felt refreshed, his weakness gone.

He's never going to feel that desperate again.

At this time, Lin Yù once again looked at his own attribute panel and found that there had been some changes on it.

Host: Lin Yin

Title: Master Apothecary of the First Rank

Divine Power: 1

Alchemist's Potion: Qingling Pill

Score: 70

Access: Tanxin Hall (Washable Pills, Forging Bones Pills, Cultivating Yuan Pills...)

"A master alchemist"

Looking at the changing title on the faceplate, Lin Yin couldn't help but be startled. He naturally knew what a Spirit Pharmacist was. Although the original host was just a poor and destitute scholar, since he had entered Xuan Yue Sect, he had learned a lot about things.

In this world of the Nine Continents, besides ordinary people like the original host, there are two other special types of people. One is a warrior who, with an ordinary human body, absorbs spiritual energy from the earth and cultivates元力 to achieve the ability to communicate with gods. The existence of warriors is nothing strange to Lin Yùn. In his previous life, he was a frequent viewer of these kinds of shows, so he understood this setting well.

Another kind is the Spirit Pharmacist belonging to the board. A Spirit Pharmacist, as the name suggests, is someone who uses their own spiritual power to refine various magical elixirs, and even possesses the ability to resurrect the dead. On the Nine Continents, those qualified to be a Spirit Pharmacist are extremely rare, perhaps one in ten thousand.

Because alchemists are so rare, the profession is considered extremely prestigious. No matter how powerful a force is, they all vie for the presence of an alchemist.

As long as a sect has an alchemist dedicated to serving the sect, the disciples under that sect will see a significant improvement in both their cultivation speed and combat effectiveness! There's even an unwritten rule in the Nine Provinces Continent: if a power doesn't have a capable alchemist to maintain its face, it's destined to be a power without a future. Such a power will never have the opportunity to grow stronger.

"Am I honored to be addressing the esteemed Apothecary"

Seeing the prominent "Grade One Spirit Pharmacist" on the faceplate, Lin Yu fell into deep thought.

It's a cheat code, as expected, it's still very powerful!

Click!

At that moment, a sound of crashing dishes came from outside the door.

"You hideous monster! How dare you steal from the apothecary! I'm going to inform the Enforcement Hall right now and have them break your monstrous limbs!"

A furious shout rang out.

"Red Sleeves Sister, I, I..."

This is the voice of a dream, speaking in a shaky sob, “Your uncle is about to die. These medicines are what I finally managed to get back from the Dan Yao Pharmacy. Please, please help me! These are the medicines to save your uncle’s life...”

At this point, Lin Yu's face instantly turned as somber as water.

"Still trying to argue!"

With a sound, the dream's face was marked with a crimson palm print.

And at this very moment, Lin Yin just happened to walk out of the room and saw it all clearly. His eyes instantly turned red, filled with anger.

At this moment, Mengwu found himself powerless, slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the shattered potion beneath his feet. Before him stood a gorgeously dressed attendant, but her face was as sharp and cold as it could be.

According to the memories left by the original host, Lin Yun just recognized this attendant. Hongxiu is the attendant of Lu Yu, a disciple of Xuan Yue Sect.

In the Xuan Yue Sect, Lin Yun was a lowly son-in-law with no status. As a result, his maid, Meng, was often bullied by other servants. Among them, the red sleeve servant, in particular, took pleasure in tormenting Meng.used by the other party to deflect other marriage proposals. But as long as he could occasionally glance at Qin Yu Tong from afar, he would be satisfied."A dog, as expected, doesn't live a good life."...