Chapter 2301: Dim Eyes

Ye Bufan, and her heart suddenly became nervous."I tell you, don't mess with me. My father is Prince An Shun Song Jian. If you dare touch a single hair on my head, he won't let you get away with it."Y...As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's gaze shifted to Ye Bufan.

Alchemists are generally extremely rare, and those with limited medical skills are even rarer than a phoenix's feather.

Ge Yangming didn't compare his medical skills, but instead brought up the challenge of alchemy. This was a bit too difficult to ask for.

In their eyes, Ye Bufan was so young, being able to master a medical skill was already precious, let alone also being a high-ranking alchemist.

To many people's eyes, Ye Bufan would definitely refuse, but unexpectedly, he nodded very readily. "I said you can do whatever you want, as long as it's medicine, I can crush you!"

"Hissss..."

A collective gasp echoed around them. Could this young man also be an alchemist

But how could that be possible He's so young. Even if he started learning from the moment he was born, it would be impossible to master so many things.

"Arrogant, I hope you can still be arrogant later."

"This time, I'll have to trouble the general manager to serve as a witness again," Ge Yangming said to Zhao Huiying.

No problem!

Zhao Huying was not averse to this kind of thing and agreed directly.

First, he had some acquaintance with Ge Yangming. Second, he also wanted to see how extraordinary this young man was.

He said to the two people: "You two, how is this alchemy compared"

Geyangming said: "It's a bit embarrassing to trouble the chief steward again and again. "

"This way, we each refine a furnace of pills. The head steward picks one at random, and the one whose pill is chosen wins."

"This…"

Zhao Huying was taken aback, she didn't expect Ge Yangming to give her such great authority.

This is definitely great news for him, after all, any pill refined by a renowned expert like Tianqiong Medicine Saint is priceless.

It's never easy to get what you want, let alone choose it yourself.

This evaluation standard is too vague and can be manipulated, lacking credibility and making it hard to convince people.

He looked at Ye Bufan: "What's your opinion, Dr. Ye"

"I don't mind, I already said, as long as Dr. Ge suggests it, anything is fine."

Ye Bufan seemed completely indifferent, as if he hadn't noticed anything wrong with this judging method at all.

When Yang Ming saw that the other party had really agreed, he was overjoyed.

He is an extremely vain person, and the title "Divine Physician Tianqiong" has brought him endless benefits over the years.

Therefore, today's battle must be won at all costs, otherwise our reputation and standing will plummet.

But Ye Bufan's consecutive performances just now have put immense pressure on him. In this third match, he can only win and not lose.

Now that Ye Bufan has agreed to a duel of alchemy with him and accepted this judgment method, he is already in an invincible position.

The title "Divine Physician Tianqiong" is not undeserved, and recently his strength has improved even further, reaching the point where he can now refine the eighth-grade elixir, Xuyidan.

This kind of pill can be said to be the highest grade among the eight grades, able to help powerhouses in the Void-Dwelling Stage improve their cultivation. Its value is naturally self-evident, and it has a great allure for powerhouses in the Void-Dwelling Stage.

Zhao Huiying is now at the late stage of Dongxu, just one step away from the peak. If she obtains this kind of pill, she can immediately improve her cultivation. As long as the other party is not an idiot, they will naturally choose her pill.

Even if Ye Bufan could also refine Xuyi Dan, the other two would choose their own.

I have to say, the old geezer is truly cunning and crafty, every move he makes is calculated with endless schemes.

Zhao Huiying, as the grand palace manager of the imperial household, was also a deeply cunning person who saw through everything clearly.

But Ye Bufan, the person involved, did not object, so he naturally wouldn't say anything.

Since neither of you have any objections, the duel now officially begins.

At his command, Ge Yangming's attendants immediately cleared a space behind him. They brought out an ancient earthen furnace and started to build a fire for alchemy.

He sat before the alchemy furnace, tossing herbs into it one by one to refine and purify them.

As a renowned medical sage throughout the entire Tianqiong Prefecture, he was indeed quite capable. His movements were smooth and flowing, and every gesture exuded the aura of a master.

Upon seeing his series of maneuvers, another round of applause erupted from the crowd. Truly deserving of the title "Saint of Medicine," Tian Qiong's skill and demeanor are unmatched.

To everyone's surprise, Ye Bufan sat down but didn't take out his alchemy furnace. Instead, he took out a tea set and began brewing tea.

"Uh..."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, unsure of what was happening. Had they given up already

Had he not performed so brilliantly beforehand, someone would probably have questioned him by now.

Zhao Huiying frowned: "Little doctor, what do you mean Why haven't you started the furnace to refine the pills"

Ye Bufan said, “You’re talking about that The old Ge is getting on in years and his eyesight isn’t what it used to be. He’s so slow at refining pills, I’ll just let him take a break for a while.”

"Otherwise, I'll have finished refining all of mine by the time he manages to make a single pill. He's getting so frustrated and worked up over it that if something happens to him, it would be terrible!"

"This…"

Everyone present was stunned. After Ge Yangming requested ten breaths of time, everyone felt it was reasonable, after all, he had been famous for many years.

Now that a young man in his twenties wants to be guided by Dr. Tian Qiong, it feels quite strange.

The most stimulated was Ge Yangming himself. After all, he was a powerhouse at the Dongxu stage, how could his eyes have gotten blurry

Overwhelmed with emotion, he lost focus for a moment. The herbs he had just thrown into the cauldron turned to ashes with a pop.

It's fortunate that it's only about storing herbs right now. The waste is just one herb. If we were to start refining alchemy, I'm afraid this entire batch of pills would be ruined.

Ye Bufan chuckled: "As you all can see, it seems my old eyes are playing tricks on me. I underestimated him."

“You…”

Ge Yangming's face turned ashen with anger, but then he thought that arguing with the other party would be beneath him.

He snorted coldly and continued refining the medicinal herbs in his hand.

A serene smile played on Ye Bufan's face. With a flick of his wrist, he presented Zhao Huiying with a cup of freshly brewed tea.

"Head Butler, how is this tea"

Zhao Huiying reached out and took the teacup in her hand. A rich aroma of tea wafted into her nose. She took a gentle sip, and the strong tea, like sweet rain, moistened her throat.

"This tea is good, what's its name"

Though he had enjoyed countless imperial teas, he was still moved by the cup before him.

"West Lake Dragon Well!" Ye Bufan said, "Since the head manager enjoys it, then drink more."

After that, with a flick of his wrist, an invisible force sent another cup of freshly brewed tea over.

Looking at this scene, Ge Yangming's face showed a smirk of mockery.

In his view, Ye Bufan was dragging his feet in order to get closer to Zhao Huiying.

But it's too late to repent at the eleventh hour.

A dignified grand steward of the royal court, how could he be swayed by a mere cup of tea

He had no idea that Ye Bufan was drinking tea purely to kill time, and the fact he gave Zhao Huiying a few cups was simply a matter of politeness, without any intention of flattering her.

By the time this cup of tea is finished, Ge Yangming's medicinal herbs over there will have been purified and half the pills will have been made.

He put away the tea set, and with a flick of his wrist, the Yaoshending appeared before him, officially starting to refine pills. or evade, and he also slapped it back.With his current cultivation, he is no less powerful than a peak Mahayana cultivator, and even stronger in some aspects.Two palms slammed together, and with a de...