Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 747: Has the Situation Blown Up?

However.

As Song Guangliang and Gu Haohua were in conflict,

In a vast courtyard at the core area of the Pharmacist Sub-hall, an elder was absorbed in refining medicine.

Three solemn-looking young men stood around him, appearing to be disciples of the elder.

The elder skillfully controlled the Lifebound Flame within the Medicine Cauldron, as he was in the process of making a top-tier Fifth Grade pill.

Above the embroidery of the Medicine Cauldron on his chest, five clusters of burning flames proved he was a Fifth Grade Alchemist.

This type of top-tier Fifth Grade pill had seen him fail over a hundred times. If Shen Feng were here, he would certainly recognize the elder—it was none other than Liu Qicang, the Supreme Elder from the Heavenly Medicine Sect back on Earth.

Indeed, those standing around him were his disciples. Each time he practiced his craft, these three disciples would come to observe.

At that moment.

Upon smelling the fragrance of the pill emanating from the cauldron, the three disciples began to communicate using sound transmission.

"It seems that Master’s success rate is very high this time. This is almost on par with a Sixth Grade pill. If Master can successfully refine it, his advancement to becoming a Sixth Grade Alchemist won’t be far off," one noted.

"Indeed, I’ve been barely tolerable these days. Every time Master fails, he takes it out on us, not stopping until we’re left in a state of disarray. I hope Master doesn’t fail again this time," another one added.

"Both of you, watch carefully. Master is extremely steady this time, and the scent of the pill from the cauldron is getting stronger and stronger. I think the pill will be finished soon," the third disciple observed.

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Liu Qicang was very stern on ordinary days, making these three individuals dare not goof off in front of him, always maintaining a respectful attitude.

With the ever-intensifying fragrance of the pill drifting from the cauldron, Liu Qicang, concentrating on his alchemy, revealed a confident smile.

But suddenly.

His expression faltered slightly; his focused concentration dissipated, and the flames inside the cauldron began to grow unstable.

Yet, he couldn’t concern himself with that anymore because he sensed Shen Feng’s presence. His face flushed with excitement—he had waited far too long for this day.

Initially, he and Qiao Dongce, along with others, arrived in the Lower Realm aboard the Void Mysterious Turtle in the black box almost concurrently with Jia Longxuan and his companions, only to appear in different locations.

Perhaps it was simply a stroke of luck.

In the fiftieth year after Liu Qicang and Qiao Dongce reached the Lower Realm, they discovered a secret realm. Upon entering, they found that it contained the legacy of a Ninth Grade Alchemist.

Being alchemists themselves, Liu Qicang, Qiao Dongce, and Cheng Mingsong shared this alchemist’s legacy. Meanwhile, the Void Mysterious Turtle, Xia Baikang, and Xia Muyan, who had entered with them, seemed to have been transported out earlier. By the time they left the secret realm, they could no longer find the Void Mysterious Turtle and the others.

Of course, in this secret realm.

Liu Qicang and the others discovered a portrait of the Carefree Immortal Emperor. The Ninth Grade Alchemist who left this legacy deeply revered the Carefree Immortal Emperor.

Back on Earth,

Liu Qicang, Qiao Dongce, and Cheng Mingsong had witnessed Shen Feng refining the Thousand Longevity Pill and speculated that Shen Feng might have come from the Immortal Realm.

Upon seeing the portrait, they were utterly stunned to discover that Shen Feng was the legendary figure, the Carefree Immortal Emperor, of this place. They felt even more anticipation for the future and vowed to meet Shen Feng again.

Thanks to gaining the legacy of this Ninth Grade Alchemist, they made rapid progress in their alchemy. And with the aid of the pills they crafted themselves, while their cultivation advancement couldn’t compare with that of geniuses, it was still faster than that of ordinary people. It was their own form of serendipity.

Of course, they also never gave up on searching for the Void Mysterious Turtle and Xia Baikang among others, but alas, the Lower Realm is not so vast, yet not so small either. Searching for a few individuals was akin to searching for a needle in a haystack.

Liu Qicang and his two companions were selected two hundred years ago at the Dragon Leap Gate by a member of the Pharmacist Hall from the Middle Realm who had come to choose potential talents; their selection was based entirely on the Alchemist heritage they had obtained.

At that Dragon Leap Gate event, the representative from the Pharmacist Hall was one of the five Vice Hall Masters of the General Hall.

Knowing they had joined the Pharmacist Hall, Liu Qicang and the others realized they needed a patron for the time being. So, they offered that Vice Hall Master a prescription for a Ninth Grade Pill, and from then on, they became his people.

By now, Qiao Dongce and Cheng Mingsong were in the General Hall, while the reason Liu Qicang had been dispatched to serve as the Great Elder in the Flame Fallen City Pharmacist Sub-hall was simply that a few years ago, the former Great Elder of the Flame Fallen City Sub-hall had suddenly died, and there had been no suitable replacement within that hall. Therefore, a person was transferred from the General Hall.

At the time, a number of suitable candidates were chosen to draw lots to decide, and unfortunately, Liu Qicang ended up drawing the short straw.

At this moment.

Having increasingly clear senses of Shen Feng’s presence, Liu Qicang lost interest in continuing to refine Pills, even though the Pills in the cauldron were about to be successfully formed. In his heart, nothing was more important than appearing before Shen Feng without delay.

"Bang!"

Allowing the nearly-formed Pills inside the Medicine Cauldron to explode, after withdrawing his Lifebound Flame, he turned to his three disciples and shouted, "You clean up the Medicine Cauldron!"

Before the three of them could react, Liu Qicang had disappeared without a trace. They were completely baffled as to why their master had acted so erratically. That particular Pill had been troubling their master for many days, and now, when success was in sight, he had given up on his own?

As they were at a loss for the reason.

At the entrance of the upper-grade trading area of the sub-hall.

Following Gu Haohua’s shouting, some people had gathered around.

Faced with the fool’s sound transmission, a cold smile crossed Shen Feng’s lips.

Song Guangliang’s anger was reaching its peak, and although he kept telling himself to stay calm, he ultimately couldn’t bear it any longer. His late-stage Condensing Immortal aura roiled with intensity. In a swift motion, he charged toward Gu Haohua, yelling, "You bastard, I’m going to kill you today."

Gu Haohua remained composed in the face of Song Guangliang’s attack, pleased with the reaction.

His current cultivation had reached the peak of Condensing Immortal, and he was confident he could handle Song Guangliang on his own. His figure dashed forward to meet the attack, much faster than Song Guangliang, avoiding the assault while throwing a punch directly aimed at his chest.

The punch was merciless, brimming with explosive force, and a surging aura erupted from his fist.

It was not appropriate to use Immortal Techniques here; he had no desire to damage the floors or walls of the Pharmacist Hall.

Confronted with Gu Haohua’s speed and attack, Song Guangliang was too slow to react and felt an intolerable sting of resentment.

The cultivators around took on an attitude of watching an exciting drama unfold. If Song Guangliang were to be hit by that punch, even if he didn’t die, he would be left with half a life.

But just then.

Shen Feng suddenly stepped in front of Song Guangliang. Without waiting for Gu Haohua’s fist to come close, he casually slapped the man’s face.

"Slap!"

Gu Haohua only saw a blur before his eyes, and then he felt intense pain on his cheek. His body was sent flying through the air.

He was sent sprawling by Shen Feng’s slap.

By the time he landed, his teeth were knocked out, and his face was a bloody mess.

Song Guangliang, standing behind Shen Feng, had not expected Shen Feng to step forward and, with mid-stage Condensing Immortal cultivation, to slap away the peak-stage Condensing Immortal Gu Haohua with a single palm.

However, upon second thought, Gu Haohua was currently the true disciple of the Third Elder of this sub-hall, and it seemed today’s incident was sure to escalate. Yet he had made up his mind to take on the full brunt of the matter alone and not to involve Shen Feng.