Lazarus had initially planned to introduce Adam to Dracula and the others. After all, a healer of such caliber was a rare sight, and building connections was never a bad thing. However, upon hearing that Adam needed to rest, Lazarus hesitated for only a moment before abandoning the idea. Right now, Julian’s recovery took precedence over everything else.After arranging for Adam to be escorted to the guest quarters under heavy guard, Lazarus returned to the main living room to receive his visitors.The atmosphere shifted the moment he stepped inside.Dracula, Romeo, and Selena sat calmly, each of them exuding an invisible pressure. They were people who stood at the peak of the underworld and the martial world alike.Lazarus smiled politely and clasped his hands.“Mr. Alvora, Mr. Trey, Mrs. Alvora—what brings the three of you here today?” he asked, his tone measured.Selena crossed her legs elegantly and smiled.“We’ve received reliable information that Adam might be hiding in Ray City.

Adam remained outwardly composed, his expression calm and detached, but inside, his heart was surging with uncontrollable excitement.If he had relied on his own strength and connections to gather these four main spiritual herbs, it would have taken him at least ten years—perhaps even longer. Some of them might never have appeared on the market in his lifetime. Spiritual herbs of this level were rarely traded openly. They were usually hoarded by ancient families or hidden away by powerful organizations as trump cards.Although the Supreme Nexus and Bulgart Industry he founded were far stronger than the Marlowe family in terms of future potential, they were still too young. They lacked the deep-rooted networks, hidden channels, and centuries of accumulation that an ancient family like the Marlowes possessed. When it came to mobilizing resources across the entire Coastal Flair region, the Marlowes were still vastly superior.This deal alone had saved Adam an immeasurable amount of time

“These Purple Miracle Pills are far more difficult to refine than I imagined. I nearly lost my life just now.”Adam wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, lingering fear flashing across his eyes. During the final stage of refinement, his spiritual energy had been stretched to its absolute limit. One moment of weakness and the alchemy pot would’ve backfired, destroying both the pills and himself. It was only through sheer willpower—and years of walking the line between life and death—that he had managed to endure.His chest rose and fell heavily.But then, a rich and intoxicating fragrance drifted into his nose.Adam’s eyes lit up instantly, and a brilliant smile spread across his face. All the exhaustion, all the danger—it had been worth it.He slowly lifted the lid of the alchemy pot.Inside lay nine Purple Miracle Pills, resting quietly in a ring of faint purple light. Each pill was crystal clear, as if carved from flawless emerald. Spiritual energy swirled around them, and the sce

Adam shook his head slowly, his expression calm on the surface. In truth, the talk about vitality damage was nothing more than a carefully crafted excuse. He needed time—time to recover, time to observe, and most importantly, time to find a way out of the Marlowe residence.Whitney, however, seemed unusually gentle at that moment. A faint smile curved her lips as she spoke, her tone soft but carrying an undercurrent of calculation.“Since that’s the case, Dr. Miracle, you should rest properly,” she said. “If you need anything at all, just let us know. The Marlowe family will do its utmost to satisfy you.”She paused briefly, then added casually, “Oh, there’s one more thing. We have a few distinguished guests staying here. They’ve heard about your extraordinary medical skills and are quite curious. They’d like to meet you. Would you be willing to spare some time?”Adam’s heart skipped a beat, though his face remained composed.“Not today,” he replied politely, lowering his gaze slightl

Whitney’s eyes widened in fury and disbelief. “You’re slandering me! I never had such thoughts,” she snapped. “Let go of me right now, or I’ll scream and call everyone here.”“Go ahead,” Adam snorted softly, utterly unbothered. “I’d actually like to see how your father handles the fact that his precious daughter tried to assassinate the healer he spent tens of billions to keep alive.”That single sentence struck like a hammer.A flicker of panic flashed across Whitney’s eyes before she could suppress it. If Lazarus found out the truth, punishment would be unavoidable—perhaps even severe. The Marlowe family tolerated many things, but betrayal and reckless endangerment of Julian’s cure were not among them.She clenched her teeth. “Even if my father knew, he’d only punish me,” she said coldly. “But if you dare humiliate me further, that would be worse than death. Let me go now, and I’ll compensate you. Whatever you want—money, treasures, influence.”Adam tilted his head slightly, studyin