Medical Sage

”...No wonder he’s a Three-Star King Level Alchemist! Such confidence, truly remarkable!”

”Indeed, I’ve heard that purifying the Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root is already quite challenging, yet Master Qinghe is still confident enough to multitask, purifying and refining three Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Roots simultaneously, truly impressive!”

”I have to say, Master Qinghe is sure to win this round, right?”

...

Such discussions abounded, and the crowd was in an uproar.

Originally, with Mue Qinghe coming from Pill Saint City, bearing the title of Three-Star King Level Alchemist, his background was intimidating and his status esteemed. This naturally inclined many guests to favor him subconsciously.

And now, Mue Qinghe has made such a bold proclamation to multitask by refining three Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Roots simultaneously. Instantly, he became the center of attention. To dare act so dashing and imposing, there must be some truth to it, right?

However, Sage King Li Chongshan frowned slightly at this. Multitasking, refining three Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Roots simultaneously, although not impossible for Mue Qinghe as a Three-Star King Level Alchemist, was rather too arrogant and too complacent, wasn’t it?

The difficulty in purifying and refining the Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root was already high. Coupled with losing the first round of Wen Dou in recognizing the material, to be so arrogant now was truly unwise!

But with confidence riding high and feeling rather dashing, Mue Qinghe wouldn’t bother with such considerations.

He cast a contemptuous glance at Chen Fei, then stepped forward to begin refining the three Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Roots within the Pill Furnace.

However, very quickly his expression slightly changed.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Crackle... Pop...

The sound of uneven and piercing noises began to echo from within the Pill Furnace, and intermittently, faint black smoke wafted out. The crowd was momentarily stunned upon seeing this, and even more so was Mue Qinghe, initially taken aback, then suddenly a bit panicked.

Swish! He hurriedly flicked his hand, using Spiritual Energy to pull one of the Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Roots out of the Pill Furnace. At this point, the Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root was already charred black on the surface, pitted and scarred, almost destroyed.

”Pfft!” Seeing this, Chen Fei couldn’t help but burst into laughter, mocking, ”Hey, is this what you wanted us to witness? Hmm, you’re truly impressive! Amazing, haha, hahaha... Truly hilarious!”

Not only Chen Fei, but others also blushed trying to suppress their laughter.

Some even sneakily laughed from the corners.

Admittedly, truth be told, for Mue Qinghe to salvage a nearly ruined Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root showcased some skill—considerably impressive!

But all of this, combined with his earlier dashing, impressive boasts, just came across as absurdly comical. It was impossible not to laugh... Pfft, haha, hahaha...

In that instant, faced with the gaze coming from all directions like pricking needles, Mue Qinghe’s expression instantly turned exceedingly somber and ashen, like he had swallowed a dead rat—utterly uncomfortable!

But one must admit, as a Three-Star King Level Alchemist, Mue Qinghe did have some level of skill.

He forcibly restrained the urge to tear Chen Fei apart, flesh and soul, compelling himself to calm down! He continued to multitask, purifying and refining the remaining two Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Roots in the Pill Furnace.

Shortly, after about half an incense stick time,

a glob of brown liquid emitting a faint fragrant aroma appeared before everyone.

With an ashen face, Mue Qinghe retrieved the liquid, and then tossed the last nearly ruined Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root in his hand into the Pill Furnace, repeating the process.

In a short while, another glob of brown liquid with a faint fragrant emerged after purification and refinement. However, this glob was notably of inferior quality, significantly murkier, leaving an exceedingly poor impression.

Seeing this, Mue Qinghe’s expression darkened further, covertly glaring at Chen Fei with red, hateful eyes as if wanting to hack him to pieces...

Because at this moment, his inner frustration knew no bounds; had it not been for Chen Fei’s relentless mockery unsettling his mindset, would he have made such a mistake earlier?

And such an error not only shamed him to the utmost but also led the quality of the Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root essence he extracted to deteriorate significantly. Yet, there was no helping it, it was his own doing...

Finally, with a scowl, he merged the two globs of Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root essence together. After merging, the quality of the essence was noticeably murkier and reduced.

”Sixth Martial Uncle, please appraise.” With a grim face, Mue Qinghe presented the combined essence of the Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root to Li Chongshan for a quality appraisal.

Sage King Li Chongshan, being the witness of this Wen Dou and a Four Star King Level Alchemist, possessed the expertise and authority for the task.

”Mm.” Sage King Li Chongshan took the essence of Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root expressionlessly and didn’t say anything, simply lowered his head quietly to appraise it. After a while, he raised his head regretfully and said, ”Time, two-fifths of an incense stick; Quality, seventy-seven percent... it’s a bit of a pity. Master Qinghe, if you could have purified those three Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Roots independently, perhaps the quality could have risen to over eighty percent...”

For any Alchemist, being able to purify Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root to a quality of over eighty percent is definitely an excellent achievement, which many veteran King Level Alchemists can’t accomplish.

Currently, even though Mue Qinghe didn’t reach the eighty percent quality level, this seventy-seven percent quality is still considered highly exceptional and astonishing.

After all, during the process of purifying and refining the three Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Roots, Mue Qinghe did encounter mistakes and small issues. Yet, under these circumstances, he could still produce such achievements; frankly speaking, it does justice to his status as a Three-Star King Level Alchemist!

”Seventy-seven percent quality?” Upon hearing Sage King Li Chongshan’s words, Mue Qinghe’s expression finally improved a bit because he certainly knew what the seventy-seven percent quality represented. At the very least, he was confident that this would surely be enough to win against Chen Fei.

Thinking of this, his confidence returned, his swagger restored, and he felt handsome again. Mue Qinghe’s face showed a hint of sarcasm as he smiled faintly at Chen Fei, saying, ”How about it? Although there were some accidents during the process, consider it as me, Mue Qinghe, giving you a handicap; what of it? Otherwise, just don’t compete, admit defeat directly; seventy-seven percent quality, you think you can win!?”

The sarcastic smile, the mocking tone, all clearly indicated that Mue Qinghe did not believe Chen Fei could surpass his achievements.

Being able to purify Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root to seventy-seven percent quality, in his view, was already quite impressive.

Typically, for One-Star and Two-Star King Level Alchemists, achieving this level is very challenging. Therefore, in his view, Chen Fei was already destined to lose!

However, upon hearing his arrogant mockery, Chen Fei merely gave a cold smile and said, ”With your caliber, you’re vain enough to show off; truly shameless!”

”What did you say?” Mue Qinghe’s face stiffened, his eyes glared fiercely, filled with rage and murderous intent towards Chen Fei.

Nonetheless, under the gaze of the crowd, he couldn’t do anything inappropriate and had to sneer with a sullen face, saying, ”Still want to put up a futile struggle? Fine, I’ll indulge you... If you can purify these three Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Roots to seventy-five percent quality, no, even seventy-three percent quality, I’ll eat this table! How about it?”

Seventy-five percent quality?

Seventy-three percent quality?

Honestly, he completely looked down on Chen Fei.

Thus, upon hearing this, Chen Fei quietly glanced at him and suddenly said, ”If that’s the case, is there something you have yet to eat?”

”Something I haven’t... You! You! Hmph...” Mue Qinghe was first stunned and then instantly his expression froze, his face turned red with embarrassment. Previously, he had boastfully claimed that if Chen Fei could guess the item he had drawn, he would eat the dirt under his feet.

This was supposed to be a joke, frankly speaking, he said it just to brag! As he never believed Chen Fei could recognize the Demon Statue Clay... But reality proved touching; Chen Fei not only identified the Demon Statue Clay but knew it better than him.

In this way, his previous boastful words naturally became a joke. Eat dirt? Ridiculous, given Mue Qinghe’s status and level, how could he eat dirt? Yet ironically, these were his own spoken words, making him a laughing stock...

”Stop saying useless nonsense! My results are right here, show me something of seventy-seven percent or higher quality of Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root essence if you can? I bet you can’t, right?” Mue Qinghe deliberately changed the topic, flushed and thick-necked, full of sarcastic ridicule.

”Can’t do it? Haha...” Facing such a person, Chen Fei couldn’t be bothered to engage in verbal brawls. Because such a person needs a strong slap across the face to truly understand their worth.

Boom!

In the next moment, Chen Fei took action.

With a bang, a fire serpent burst out from his body, it was the Earth Spirit Flame of the Snake Heart, which held the Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Root from the tray, then completely immersed it into the Pill Furnace.

Upon witnessing this, everyone was first stupefied, then they all began to boil with discussion. A commotion erupted.

”Hey, what’s happening? What does he intend to do? Is he trying to imitate Master Qinghe earlier, multitasking?”

”Ridiculous! Master Qinghe couldn’t accomplish what he did before, what makes him think he can do it? Who does he think he is, simply too arrogant...”

”Impossible! Multitasking is more than ten times harder than dual-tasking. He won’t succeed.”

...

Seeing Chen Fei’s reckless actions, everyone began to deride him, not believing he could succeed.

”Ah hahaha~” Mue Qinghe burst into laughter, clutching his stomach, full of mockery and sneering, saying, ”Are you mimicking me? Good idea, but it’s a pity you don’t have that capability!”

But soon, he couldn’t laugh anymore. Not only him, but others as well, their eyes widening, pupils dilating gradually, faces showing expressions of shock! Just like seeing a ghost.

Only to see Chen Fei standing elegantly there, expressionless, while the flames roared within the Pill Furnace, orderly and unstable, swiftly and steadily purifying and refining the three Bitter Leaf Dragon Horn Roots.

The process was breathtakingly beautiful.