Sword Reverse God Venerable

Chapter 11
Having cheated Xing Nan of a large amount of wealth, Fan Zhi was in a good mood and didn't care about it, and walked to the open space in the small courtyard.

With a wave of his hand, a big cauldron appeared out of thin air.

"Space ring! It's worthy of being a first-rank alchemist."

The crowd couldn't help but praise, the interspatial ring is very rare, and you can't get it without a certain status.

Under the admiring eyes of everyone, Fan Zhi was even more contented.

Open the furnace, alchemy!

Yipin Peiyuan Pill is a kind of elixir that strengthens the foundation and cultivates the essence. It has many uses, and it is also an introductory elixir for alchemists.

Ling Chen just smelled it, and he was able to roughly restore the medicinal materials and steps of refining the Peiyuan Pill.

Looking at Fan Zhi's clumsy refining technique, he sighed in his heart.

It seems that the level of alchemy in Haolong Continent is still overestimated. This so-called first-grade elixir was placed in ancient times, and no one picked it up when it was thrown on the road.

With this comparison, Ling Chen roughly knew how valuable his low-level alchemy that could allow ordinary people to directly advance to the ninth level of Yuan Gathering Realm was worth.

As time passed, the flames in the cauldron burned, and a scent of medicine came out, and the crowd was very excited, thinking that the pill was about to be completed.

Ling Chen shook his head and said in a low voice.

"The time for the turtle to be put in was half a minute late, and the celadon grass was missing by three taels. After half a quarter of an hour, it was fried in the furnace. Fortunately, there was only one Chengdan left. The level of the refiner is too poor."

Ling Chen's voice was not loud, but it was extremely quiet at the moment, and everyone could hear it very clearly.

The crowd looked at Ling Chen in shock, and then glanced at Fan Zhi in horror.

"This little guy dares to comment on Master Fan like that, I'm afraid he will be in bad luck."

Sure enough, Fan Zhi's originally triumphant face suddenly became gloomy, a little ferocious.

But now he is refining alchemy, and there is no way to attack, and he is very angry.

Time passed by every minute and every second, half a quarter of an hour later, when people thought that Ling Chen was just talking nonsense.

Suddenly, there was a violent tremor in the cauldron.

"Boom!"

The huge air wave directly lifted Fan Zhi into the air, and a puff of black smoke came out from the tripod.

The fryer is up!
It actually exploded!
The time is exactly the same as what Ling Chen said!
For a moment, the crowd all looked at Ling Chen in disbelief.

"Is it a coincidence, or..."

"Bastard!" Fan Zhi climbed up from the ruins, ignoring the tattered clothes on his body, pointing at Ling Chen and said angrily.

"Little bastard, your nonsense has affected me and caused me to fail in alchemy. Do you want to die!"

Ling Chen looked at the distraught Fan Zhi, and said calmly.

"Your own mistake, don't you still understand? Who gave your face and poured dirty water on me, what a waste."

"court death!"

Fan Zhi was furious and rushed towards Ling Chen, his breath exploded, and he was also a martial artist at the seventh level of Yuan Gathering Realm.

Ling Chen just moved his footsteps slightly, and easily dodged, writing lightly.

"Not only is Dan Dao a trash, Wuxiu is also trash."

"City Master Xing, quickly arrest this little bastard, I want his life to be worse than death!" Seeing that he couldn't do anything to Ling Chen, Fan Zhi yelled at Xing Nan.

Xing Nan first glanced at Ling Chen in surprise, and was already a little puzzled in his heart, why Ling Chen said so accurately, could it be that he had misjudged himself, this young man, or behind the young man, there is also a powerful alchemist division?

Thinking about it this way, Xing Nan didn't dare to move anymore. He didn't want to offend both parties. He was naturally not an idiot if he could reach the city lord level.

"Master Fan, please calm down, why don't you go and see if there are any pills left, the most important thing is to save the little girl."

Xing Nan's tone was also a little more serious. After all, he is also a city lord, and his status is much higher than Xing Nan's.

"Humph!"

Naturally, Fan Zhi could hear the meaning of Xing Nan's words, so he could only snort coldly, and walked away to cover up the embarrassment in his heart.

From the darkness, he fumbled out a Peiyuan Pill with an ugly expression.

"That young man was right again!"

The crowd exclaimed for a while, looking at Ling Chen with a hint of admiration.

One can be said to be an accident, but what about two or three times?
Not only that, but the young man was right about the quantity!
Could it be that he is also a distinguished alchemist?

"Hmph! This only shows that my alchemy skills are superb. Even a fryer can still make alchemy. Shut up all you trash!"

Fan Zhi roared fiercely.

In order to save his face, Fan Zhi held up the Peiyuan Pill in his hand and said proudly.

"Give this elixir to Miss Yixin, and it will be cured in an instant. Then you will know the difference between a first-grade alchemist and some wild men."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ling Chen, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai was self-evident.

Xing Nan was overjoyed, and hurriedly led Fan Zhi into the lady's boudoir, everyone was also very curious, and followed them in.

"Xin'er, Master Fan has practiced the elixir for you, you are saved!"

Xing Nan walked to the bed, helped Xing Yixin up, and said with some guilt.

"Your mother left early, and I'm not competent as a father. When you recover, father will definitely accompany you well!"

On the bed, Miss Yixin's handsome face trembled from time to time, appearing to be in extreme pain, she forced her beautiful eyes to open, smiled slightly, opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.

It is the cardamom age, but it is suffering such pain.

"Come on, Xin'er, open your mouth."

Xing Nan picked up the elixir, intending to give it to Xing Yixin.

Looking at Xing Yixin who was struggling painfully on the bed, Ling Chen sighed, thought for a while, and reminded her, otherwise the pain the little girl suffered might increase tenfold, and she definitely wouldn't survive tonight.

"Xing Nan, if you want your daughter to suffer more and die faster, let her take this elixir."

Ling Chen's voice echoed in the room, frightening Xing Nan at once.

"how you said that?"

Before Ling Chen could speak, Fan Zhi roared angrily.

"It's nonsense! Master Xing, do you trust me, a first-grade alchemist, or this wild bastard who came out of nowhere?!"

Xing Nan was entangled, after all, it was related to his daughter's life, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart, so he didn't dare to make a random decision.

"Master Xing doesn't trust Fan? If there is no treatment, your daughter will not live for a few days."

Fan Zhi said sadly.

"No, alas... I naturally believe in Master"

Xing Nan let out a long breath, glanced at Ling Chen, shook his head, his eyes finally became firm.

He stretched out his hand and gave Xing Yixin the Peiyuan Pill.

Between Ling Chen and Fan Zhi, it was obvious that Xing Nan chose to listen to Fan Zhi's words.

After all, Fan Zhi is one of the three alchemists of Baoxuan Pavilion, well known far and wide.

In comparison, Ling Chen was just an unknown youth.

It seems clear at a glance who to believe and who not to believe.

Seeing this, Ling Chen just shook his head with a faint smile, and didn't want to say anything more, he already had a clear conscience to remind him.

Since people don't listen, what happens next has nothing to do with him.

(End of this chapter)