Swit Lei wore a more sullen face. There were all kinds of presumptions in the mystic pharmacists’ circle. Some of them believed that there was a certain kind of elixir potion. Some believe that there was another kind of mystic potion which could turn a commoner into an immortal. While the other mystic pharmacists declared that pharmacists were good-for-nothings and that someday they mystic pharmacists would produce the Flawless Potion that would allow people to fully recover, no matter how gravely they were injured or whatever illness they suffered from.
Whenever a pharmacist came across a mystic pharmacist, he or she would borrow the above presumptions put forward by the mystic pharmacists in order to make fun of them.
Flawless Potion?
Qian Jin looked at Swit Lei and Saloo Bard.
This type of potion has reached eighty percent completion and needs better perfection.
Eighty percent?
Noan Leta looked up and kept sneering.
Could this eighty-percent effective potion be used on people?
Qian Jin shook his head. It was Eulalia who figured out the present progression of the Flawless Potion. Whether this eighty-percent effective potion could be taken or not? Definitely not.
The biggest difference between mystic potion and the regular potion was that the worst outcome of the latter in the case of lacking materials was a discount effects. But when it came to a mystic potion, a little dosage of incorrect material would give rise to a devastating result, even if it had been finished by eighty or even ninety-nine percent.
It might cause casualties if taken.
Stand aside.
Noan Leta walked toward Duren Burg and waved his hands to push at Qian Jin’s shoulder.
Are you a member of the stupid mystic pharmacists? Then get away from the tasks that should be looked after by us pharmacists.
Authority? As a response to Noan Leta’s shove, Qian Jin kept stepping backward. He could remain in a non-flinching posture during a fight, but when it came to treating his friend? As long as it was helpful to the recovery, he wouldn’t mind step backward. It was allowable for an authoritative pharmacist have some character.
Noan Leta, you…
Swit Lei stuck out his shoulder and marched forward, yet he was stopped by Qian Jin. He wore a more overcast look on his face,
Mr. Qian Jin…he is insulting the great mystic pharmacists…
It doesn’t matter if he insults me, as long as he could cure Duren.
Qian Jin shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly. Stupid mystic pharmacists? If Eulalia heard such a comment, she would kill Noan Leta over one hundred times.
Well, it was lucky for you to have run into a mystic pharmacist apprentice as tolerant as me.
He thought.
Em, he is definitely severely injured.
Noan Leta took out a pair of spectacles and put it over his nose bridge to look over Duren Burg’s wounds.
Even more serious than what I had expected.
Qian Jin looked Noan Leta up and down with great curiosity.
Isn’t he the most authoritative pharmacist in external injuries in the Zence Empire? Isn’t he the one closest to becoming a Pharmacy Grandmaster? Why is he so slow in looking at the wounds? Given this period of time, I’d already have done it three times and went to the toilet once.
He thought.
Em…em…em…
Noan Leta took out a pair of tweezers from his waist pocket, pinched and pulled on Duren Burg’s wounded skin for closer observation.
These are the scars slit from inside. The inner parts are wounded even heavier than what can be seen from the outside.
Qian Jin was itching to go forward and punch Noan Leta.
Does it require a pair of tweezers to look at the wounds? Isn’t this the basic qualification of a pharmacist? Or did this involve a special inspection skill of an authoritative pharmacist? Is this something I hadn’t been taught before?
He pondered.
Noan Leta kept pulling up Duren Burg’s wounded skin for closer inspection repeatedly. Finally, he tucked away the tweezers and waved his hand toward the door.
Give me my medicine box. He’s gravely injured. Take out the white marble bottles. Yeah, I mean the white marble bottles bought at the price of three thousand gold coins. He has to drink Regeneration Potion and use the Icy Skin Regeneration Ointment for external application…
What did you just say?
Qian Jin rushed to Noan Leta and gazed at his eyes closely.
What was that you just said? Regeneration Potion? Icy Skin Regeneration Ointment?
So?
Noan Leta wore a proud face, crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Qian Jin while chuckling.
You have also heard about Regeneration Potion and Icy Skin Regeneration Ointment? Bet you didn’t think that I would able to make these two kinds of potions. Are you surprised? So now…
Qian Jin lifted his hand, grasped Noan Leta’s collar and pulled him from the ground like picking up a chicken. The latter’s legs kept kicking in the air.
You…what are you doing here?
The proud look on Noan Leta’s face changed into sheer astonishment. He turned his head to Pam Honxuan,
Respectable Elder Honxuan, what…what’s going on? You need to justify this, or else…
Pam Honxuan was also surprised, wondering what was wrong with this young man.
Why did he burst out all of a sudden? Even though the family leader thought highly of you and that you were an apprentice of a mystic pharmacist who had been feuding with the pharmacists for ages, you couldn’t behave like this! You are in the Pam Family now. Even the princes of the Zence Empire wouldn’t behave so rude in our family, especially in front of a top-classed pharmacist.
He thought.
Qian Jin, Qian Jin, place Mr. Noan Leta down…
Pam Honxuan stepped forward and said:
He is…
A total scammer.
Seeing Pam Honxuan walking toward him, Qian Jin flung his wrist and threw Noan Leta toward the door, feeling repentant for trusting the Pam Family.
A top-classed pharmacist? An expert in dealing with external injuries?
He sneered.
How could he be a top-classed pharmacist? Or an expert?
Qian Jin thought as he looked at Noan Leta who was flopping on the ground with an awkward look.
His abilities in dealing with wounds are even inferior to me. The pain Duren suffered just now from being picked by him with the tweezers seemed nowhere to be asked back.
Qian Jin thought.
You say I am a scammer?
Having not standing up from the ground, Noan Leta kept twisting his thin eyebrows. He then put on a wry face and growled,
You say I am a sham?
Otherwise?
Qian Jin cast a loathing look at Noan Leta and thought to himself,
Uncle Adams said on many occasions that I am only a noob pharmacist and that if I run into a real pharmacist I need to be willing to take advice. I thought I had come across a top pharmacist this time, but he turned out…
Duren is gravely hurt. How dare you use Regeneration Potion or Icy Skin Regeneration Ointment?
Qian Jin picked up the cheap bottles placed by the bedside and opened them fiercely.
They are even worse than my Reborn Potion and Double Resuming Ointment…
What?
Noan Leta had just risen up halfway, but hearing this, he stopped all movements and looked to the cheap bottles in Qian Jin’s hands blankly.
You…what did you just say? These bottled are carrying Reborn Potion and Double Resuming Ointment? Impossible…this is impossible…this is by all means impossible.
Noan Leta kept shaking his head at so fast that there seemed to grow two heads on his neck.
You say these poor bottles are loaded with Reborn Potion and Double Resuming Ointment??
Noan Leta’s eyes were filled with astonishment, inquisitiveness, and stupefaction.
Pam Honxuan looked at Qian Jin in doubt. Though he wasn’t sure what Reborn Potion and Double Resuming Ointment were, he could see from Noan Leta’s expression that these two potions were extremely invaluable.
Qian Jin turned away and started dealing with the wounds on Duren Burg’s body while talking to Pam Honxuan once in a while.
Respectable Elder Honxuan, I deeply admire Pam Family for its Hydra Bloodline Warriors’ combat power. But when it comes to other aspects, I have to say that I feel highly despondent. This level of pharmacist…gee gee…is unimaginably low…watch out so you aren’t cheated.
Pam Honxuan wondered whether there was something wrong with his hearing. This level of pharmacist? Though Noan Leta wasn’t the best pharmacist in dealing with external wounds, he was, after all, a renowned pharmacist both among the Barbarians and the Demons.
Is unimaginably low? Watch out not to be cheated? Pam Honxuan looked to the two mystic pharmacists standing by, trying to ask them for help.
Though the mystic pharmacist had been feuding with pharmacists for centuries, they both boasted high occupational ethics. Despite their resentment toward each other, they wouldn’t tell lies when it came to medical issues.
Swit Lei looked back to Pam Honxuan and turned his eyes to Qian Jin. Finally, he exchanged a doubtful look with Saloo Bard.
Noan Leta did have some knowledge on external wounds. Why did Qian Jin say he was unimaginably low? And they needed to look out not to be cheated by him?
They thought.
Lucifer Lucy aimed her remaining pretty eye at Qian Jin who was busily engaged in dealing with Duren Burg. She picked her ears hard, wondering whether she heard it wrong about Qian Jin’s comments on Noan Leta.
Sham? This was Noan Leta! Lucifer Lucy looked at the squatting Noan Leta and thought:
This was the very pharmacist wanted by the Demon King with a large amount of wealth. If he joined the Demons, he would probably propel their achievements in pharmacy by leaps and bounds. He is said to be unimaginably low by Qian Jin? How does he define ‘low’?
Alas…
While treating Duren Burg, Qian Jin kept sighing.
Where are the erudite and experienced pharmacists and mystic pharmacists in the Zence Empire gone? Had they been completely carved up by the three ultimate bloodline families and the Royal Family? Or they are hiding in the Unions? Why haven’t I ever run into a real pharmacist or mystic pharmacist? I, a noob pharmacist as titled by Uncle Adams have better skills than them.
He thought.
After bandaging Duren Burg’s wounds, Qian Jin slightly straightened up his back. The Reborn Potion and Double Resuming Ointment he made with the mutated and normal plants and herbs as well as the plants obtained from the Ancient Desert Sea had been used up. It seemed that he had to go to the auction to purchase a bulk of medicinal materials for making wound-healing potions.
Noan Leta slowly rose up, walked back to the room, picked up the Reborn Potion which had nearly been used up from the bedside, took a deep smell, and looked up to Qian Jin with a puzzled look.
Is this…the long lost Reborn Potion?
He asked.
Long lost? Qian Jin looked at Noan Leta in sheer sympathy and thought to himself.
This scam pharmacist is really lamentable as he didn’t even know the formula of Reborn Potion and insisted that it had been lost? Through the ongoing development of pharmaceuticals, masters had long invented Level 10 Potions whose medical effects overshadow the Reborn Potion greatly…
