The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

At this point, his voice lowered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "It's said that he once presented a pill formula at an auction held by the Yun family, which even the Yun family's alchemy masters praised highly. What do you think?"

Sun Xingzhou hesitated for a moment, then finally shook his head.

In his more than ten years of medical practice, this was the first time he had ever seen something so bizarre.

A useless person with a destroyed dantian was soaked in a poisonous pool, but instead of dying, he recovered his cultivation.

A good-for-nothing playboy was able to write a poem that even Mr. Zhou admired.

Now they're even opening a pill workshop, and they've even brought out second-grade pill formulas.

Is this garbage or a monster?

"Keep a close eye on him."

Xiao Ming gritted his teeth. "I want to see what kind of trouble he can cause tomorrow."

Early the next morning, on the main street of Dongcheng.

Opposite Baicaotang is Xiao Fan's alchemy workshop, which has only two storefronts with the words "Fanchen Danfang" written on them.

Fan Jian, dressed in a brand-new brocade robe, with a face full of fat, laughed so hard his hands shook as he shouted.

"Don't miss this opportunity! Today, the Mortal Realm Pill Shop officially opens. First-grade Qi Nourishing Pills are fifty taels each, and Meridian Tempering Powder is thirty taels each! Fair prices, absolutely fair!"

This loud shout attracted quite a crowd of onlookers.

The first-grade Qi-nourishing pill costs fifty taels, which is nearly half the price of the market price.

The price of Cui Mai San is 30% lower than that of Bai Cao Tang.

"Really? Is that true?"

"Are you sure? Where can you find something that cheap?"

Fan Jian thumped his chest loudly: "Tenfold compensation for any counterfeit! My young master said that for the first three days of opening, all the pills here will be 30% off!"

In the crowd, a middle-aged man in a gray robe squeezed through the crowd, took a Qi-nourishing pill in his hand, and examined it carefully.

The visitor was none other than Qian Tong, the manager of Baicaotang.

He wanted to find out for himself, but when he took a look, his expression changed.

This Qi-Nourishing Pill is round and smooth, with distinct patterns and a fragrant aroma. It is even better than the Qi-Nourishing Pill from Medicine King Valley!

"How could this happen?"

He had been in this business for over twenty years and had seen at least eight hundred, if not ten thousand, pills, but this was the first time he had ever seen a first-grade pill of this quality.

What shocked him even more was that this price was clearly a loss-making attempt to gain publicity.

Fifty taels of silver per piece isn't even enough to cover the production cost!

"Shopkeeper, would you like to buy one?" Fan Jian looked at him with a smile.

Qian Tong composed himself, placed the pills aside, his expression somewhat complicated, and turned to leave.

We need to inform Medicine King Valley about this matter immediately.

On the second floor of the alchemy workshop, Xiao Fan leaned against the window, looking at the crowd below with a faint smile on his face.

"What ruthless methods."

Yun Ruoxi's voice came from behind.

Today, she wore a moon-white silk robe, with only a jade hairpin in her hair, looking as elegant as a painting.

"Miss Yun, my apologies for not being respectful enough." Xiao Fan turned around, cupped his hands, and smiled.

Yun Ruoxi rolled her eyes at him, then walked to the window and looked downstairs: "If you sell this medicine so cheaply, Baicaotang won't have much of a future."

"Serves him right." Xiao Fan didn't care. "Over the years, Medicine King Valley has monopolized the pill market, causing prices to skyrocket dozens of times. I guess I'm doing this to rid the people of a scourge."

"To rid the people of a scourge?" Yun Ruoxi chuckled, "You really know how to talk."

Xiao Fan's expression turned serious: "I'm just stating the facts. Pills, which were originally meant to benefit cultivators throughout the world, have become tools for them to amass wealth. Since I, Xiao Fan, have the ability, then I will change this rule."

Yun Ruoxi stared at him blankly.

The man in front of her was a completely different person from the one she remembered, who reeked of alcohol and acted like a spoiled young master.

She asked softly, "Just how many secrets do you hold?"

Xiao Fan smiled without saying a word, took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, and handed it to her.

"what?"

"Dew-Condensing Pill".

Xiao Fan explained, "It's a second-grade, upper-level rank. After consuming it, you can raise your cultivation level by one small realm without any side effects. The 30% I mentioned earlier has already been delivered."

Yun Ruoxi opened her mouth wide in surprise.

A single high-grade second-rank pill can fetch at least five thousand taels of silver on the market.

This small porcelain bottle contains at least five or six pills, which is worth twenty or thirty thousand taels of silver!

"You...you really succeeded?"

"We'll know once we try." Xiao Fan smiled casually. "This pill should help your father break through to the ninth rank of the Spirit Realm. However, we'll have to wait until I break through to the Spirit Realm before we talk about the Breakthrough Pill."

Yun Ruoxi held the porcelain bottle in her hand, her fingers trembling slightly.

Her father, Yun Xiaotian, had been stuck at the ninth level of the Spirit Realm for three years. He had searched for famous doctors everywhere, but none of them could cure him. Unexpectedly, in the end, it fell on this playboy she used to hate the most.

"Thank you," she said softly, bowing her head.

Xiao Fan waved his hand: "We're all family, no need to be so polite."

"Who said we're family!" Yun Ruoxi blushed and turned to leave.

As she reached the door, she stopped, her back to Xiao Fan, and whispered, "I like that poem..."

With that, he pushed open the door and walked out.

Xiao Fan stood there dumbfounded for a long time before he reacted, covering his nose and grinning foolishly.

The business at Fanchen Danfang is booming, and so is the backyard of Baicaotang.

Qian Tongzheng looked serious as he wrote a confidential letter.

"Valley Master, please note: Xiao Fan, the eldest grandson of the Xiao family in Donglin City, is suspected of possessing advanced alchemy techniques. He is able to refine first-grade pills that are no less than those of our valley, but at less than 30% of our price. This person's origins are mysterious. His dantian was shattered, but it has now been restored to its original state. His cultivation level is unknown, and he seems to have had a fortuitous encounter. We request the Valley Master's decision."

Qian Tong took the secret letter, handed it to his trusted confidant, and sent it out.

He walked to the window, gazing at the bustling mortal alchemy workshop across the street, a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

"Xiao Fan...who are you?"

At that moment, a young man in black walked in through the back door and knelt on one knee.

"Boss, we found it."

"explain."

"Three months ago, Xiao Fan was just a cripple. His dantian was destroyed, and all his cultivation was gone. But since he fainted at the Qunfang Tower, his personality has undergone a complete transformation. Not only has his cultivation been fully restored, but he has also learned alchemy and poetry. He's like a completely different person."

Qian Tong frowned and asked, "Have you found out the cause yet?"

"No. During the day, he basically stays at the Xiao family's house. Occasionally, when he goes out, he will go to the Yun family's house or the blacksmith's shop. The only suspicious thing is that he found an old blacksmith in the west of the city and had a pill cauldron made."

"What about the old blacksmith?"

"This old blacksmith is named Uncle Chen. More than 20 years ago, he was a renowned blacksmith in our Daqing Empire. Later, for some reason, he came to Donglin City to work as a blacksmith."

Qian Tong's eyes widened in disbelief.

Blacksmith? Alchemist?

Could it be that Xiao Fan has a weapon-casting master backing him up?

"Continue the investigation."

Qian Tong said in a deep voice, "Investigate for me, what exactly is the background of that Uncle Chen, and where did Xiao Fan's alchemy techniques come from?"