The Sword God of the Universe

Chapter 211: Chapter 211 Jing Qingyan’s Shock Chapter 211: Chapter 211 Jing Qingyan’s Shock Jing Qing Yan certainly had no opinions about Jing Yan, and in his heart, he was actually very grateful to Jing Yan.

Had it not been for Jing Yan, his father would still be cooping up in a small, obscure shop in the West District Square.

Had it not been for Jing Yan, his father would have been driven out of the West District Square after being humiliated by the manager of the management office there.

So, he was very grateful to Jing Yan.

But gratitude aside, it didn’t conflict with his worries about how far he could go on the path of medicine preparation.

He loved preparing medicines, deeply ingrained in his bones!

“Alas, let’s take it one step at a time.

If it really doesn’t work out, I’ll just help Jing Yan for a few years and then go back,” Jing Qing Yan sighed helplessly, shaking his head.

Splendid Pill Tower, fourth floor.

“Jing Yan!” Jing Qing Yan, upon seeing Jing Yan, forcefully squeezed out a smile so ugly it was nearly indistinguishable from crying.

“Brother Qing Yan!” Jing Yan stood up enthusiastically.

Since childhood, he had been close to Jing Qing Yan; in their youth, they often played together.

Back then, Jing Qing Yan also took great care of Jing Yan.

In the childhood memories of Jing Yan, the best playmates were Jing Qing Yan and Jing Ziqi.

The two reminisced for a while.

“Brother Qing Yan, you’re a low-level alchemist now, right?” Jing Yan got straight to the point.

His time was indeed tight, and as Jing Qing Yan had thought on the way here, Jing Yan’s energy really needed to be focused mainly on Martial Arts cultivation.

Although already at the Innate Middle Stage realm of cultivation, that strength was far from sufficient.

Jing Yan’s initial target was to step into the Dao Spirit Realm.

Only by becoming a part of the Dao Spirit Realm could he directly confront the threats from the Zhao Family and hope to avenge his grandfather.

“Yes!” Jing Qing Yan nodded, “Although I’ve been in the field for ten years, my talent is average, and to this day, I am still a basic-level alchemist.”

Jing Qing Yan felt helpless.

However, speaking of which, his becoming a basic-level alchemist was actually quite a talent.

He hadn’t received systematic guidance and had mostly relied on self-exploration until he became a basic-level alchemist.

Only then did he qualify to communicate with other alchemists, which sped up his growth in medicine preparation a bit.

This was also why Jing Qing Yan did not want to return to Donglin City.

“Let’s go to the fifth floor, the fifth floor is the Alchemist Base at the Pill Tower, it’s more convenient to communicate there,” Jing Yan said directly.

Jing Qing Yan glanced at Jing Yan.

Seeing Jing Yan’s intention, it seemed that he wanted to teach him medicine preparation!

Jing Qing Yan bitterly smiled in his heart; he truly didn’t believe that Jing Yan could have any expertise in medicine preparation.

“Brother Qing Yan, what’s wrong?” Jing Yan saw the expression that Jing Qing Yan inadvertently revealed and instantly knew his thoughts, and smiled, “Do you think I’m an amateur in medicine?”

“No…” Jing Qing Yan hastily denied, but his expression was very stiff, and even a fool could see that his words were insincere.

“Brother Qing Yan is a basic-level alchemist and has been in the field for over ten years.

Uncle Chenxing also said that your foundation in preparing medicine is incredibly solid, so take a look at the quality of this potion,” Jing Yan said, smiling as he produced a bottle of low-level healing potion.

This healing potion was, of course, prepared by Jing Yan himself.

Though it was a low-level healing potion, its efficacy could rival that of an intermediate healing potion on the market.

“Oh!” Jing Qing Yan took the potion that Jing Yan handed over.

He opened the bottle’s stopper.

A faint scent immediately dispersed.

“Huh?” Instantly, his expression changed; Jing Qing Yan’s foundation was indeed very solid, just by smelling the scent of the potion, he sensed something unique about this bottle.

The scent was indeed that of a low-level healing potion, there was no doubt about that.

But it seemed that there was something extraordinary about it.

Jing Qing Yan’s expression became much more serious.

He began to carefully observe this bottle of low-level healing potion and gradually, his face turned red.

In the end, he directly poured out a bit of the medicine and tasted it with his tongue.

“How is this possible?

How is this possible?” Jing Qing Yan, certainly murmuring in disbelief, was extremely shocked, his face displaying an expression of complete disbelief.

Jing Qing Yan, of course, was astonished; although he had been in the field for ten years and was still only a basic-level alchemist, he had seen too many medicines to count.

He was certain he had never seen a low-level healing potion of such high quality.

Even those exalted Pill Masters high above, could they produce a potion of such quality?

The answer was, almost impossible—ordinary Pill Masters certainly couldn’t produce a low-level healing potion of such quality.

“This is low-level?” Jing Qing Yan, with a hesitant expression, looked at Jing Yan.

“That’s right, it really is a low-level healing potion.

Now, Brother Qing Yan, you should believe that I have studied medicine, right?” Jing Yan said with a smile.

“Jing Yan, who made this Medicine?

Do you know this person?” Jing Qingyan had still not associated Jing Yan with the maker of the low-level potion he held.

This was too incredible.

“The person who made the Medicine is standing right in front of you,” Jing Yan spread his hands wide.

Jing Qingyan’s reaction was indeed a bit slow!

“What?” Upon hearing Jing Yan’s words, Jing Qingyan froze again.

He only jumped up after a breath had passed.

His blood seemed to rush to his head instantaneously, his face turning extremely red and his eyes bulging wide.

This potion was made by Jing Yan?

Was it really made by Jing Yan?

Really?

Jing Yan shouldn’t be lying, right?

With Jing Yan’s current status, how could he spout nonsense?

Moreover, lying to Jing Qingyan seemed completely pointless!

“Brother Qing Yan, let’s go to the fifth floor,” Jing Yan waved his hand again.

The fifth floor was the Alchemist Base, where various expensive and exquisite vessels for making Medicines had been prepared.

Just purchasing these vessels alone had cost nearly two thousand Spirit Stones.

Even the Medicine-making workshops of the big clans at most only did the same.

Once there, Jing Yan took out a bunch of low-level Spiritual Grass from the Sumeru Ring.

“Brother Qing Yan, I will now demonstrate the steps of making a low-level Healing Potion in front of you.

You have to observe carefully.

Remember every detail,” Jing Yan said sternly to Jing Qingyan.

Upon hearing Jing Yan’s words, Jing Qingyan nodded excitedly.

At this moment, his emotions had not yet fully settled.

For the past decade, he had been constantly searching for a skilled Pharmacist to mentor him, but that dream had never come true.

Now that he had stumbled upon the opportunity he had longed for, how could he possibly miss it?

If that potion had indeed been made by Jing Yan, one could truly say that Jing Yan had reached the pinnacle of mastery in Medicine making!

Even if Jing Yan didn’t remind him, he would focus all his attention on Jing Yan’s movements.

The preparation of low-level Medicines was relatively simple, especially for Jing Yan, who hardly needed to think about it; he could make ten portions of Medicine even with his eyes closed.

It took just over a dozen breaths to make a batch of low-level Medicine, and that was because Jing Yan had deliberately slowed down his pace.

“Did you remember everything?” Jing Yan asked Jing Qingyan after he had finished making the Medicine.

“I think I’ve got it,” Jing Qingyan nodded.

In fact, the steps to make low-level Medicines were mostly similar, and the differences were not significant.

Jing Qingyan didn’t know how many times he had made them; he knew every detail of Medicine making in his bones.

He noticed that the steps Jing Yan used to make the low-level Healing Potion were similar to his own, with slight differences in some details.

For instance, the order of extracting essence from the Spiritual Grass was slightly different.

“You try,” Jing Yan stepped aside to let Jing Qingyan have a go.

“Don’t be nervous; a failure isn’t a big deal—it’s just some very cheap Spiritual Grass,” Jing Yan said when he saw Jing Qingyan’s arms trembling, knowing he must be very nervous.

The Spiritual Grass used for low-level Medicines was indeed very cheap.

A low-level Healing Potion of ordinary quality sold outside for just one Spirit Stone.

Thus, how valuable could the materials used for a low-level Healing Potion be?

Jing Qingyan took a deep breath, allowing his emotions to calm slowly.

Jing Qingyan started making the Medicine.

Seeing Jing Qingyan’s movements, Jing Yan couldn’t help but nod.

When Jing Qingyan picked up the materials, it was as if he had become a different person; his entire essence transformed in an instant.

His love for Medicine making was genuinely heartfelt.

Jing Qingyan focused entirely on making the Medicine, replaying Jing Yan’s actions in his mind as he worked.

Soon, the Medicine making was complete.

Jing Yan walked over to check the quality of the Medicine and then nodded.

Jing Qingyan’s talent might not be exceptionally great, but his earnestness was rarely matched, and his foundational skills far exceeded those of an average Pharmacist.

Even though the quality of the Medicine was still lacking, it was already much better than those available in the market.

Jing Yan was quite satisfied with it and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, Jing Yan really wanted to train Jing Qingyan, but if Jing Qingyan really wasn’t up to the task, Jing Yan couldn’t entrust him with important responsibilities.

If Jing Qingyan couldn’t meet his expectations, then Jing Yan could only let Jing Qingyan remain a general Pharmacist in the Splendid Pill Tower.

But now, Jing Qingyan had clearly met Jing Yan’s expectations and was worth cultivating.

“Brother Qing Yan, practice more.

Tomorrow I’ll come teach you how to make an Intermediate Healing Potion.

Feel free to use these materials,” Jing Yan finally said to Jing Qingyan, smiling.