Chapter 19: Little Medicine Boy

Two days later.

After many days, Long Xuan, with his face covered, returned to this bustling market again.

He was here to collect materials for the Hundred Flowers Pill, and by the way, buy an alchemy furnace to take back.

That's right, the pill formula that Long Lao hadn't completed in ten years, he had completed in just two days. Just ask yourself if you're angry.

Especially since he had spent most of his time researching the Ice Cold Divine Flame formula.

He could see that the Ice Cold Divine Flame formula was another major project, and he didn't know how long it would take to liver it.

This thing wasn't like a Gu formula. As an entomologist, he had a keen sense of which spirit insects were suitable for fusion and could find some patterns.

But he had no experience with spirit fire formulas. He had no clue which materials were suitable for refining fire and couldn't find any patterns. He could only rely entirely on luck to guess, which required him to explode his liver again.

Once the Hundred Flowers Pill formula was completed, he couldn't wait to start trying alchemy. He didn't want to wait even one more day. After all, this concerned his cultivation speed, and cultivation speed was always the first priority.

The materials for the Hundred Flowers Pill were easy to collect. The spirit flowers planted in Long Lao's medicine garden were all materials for the Hundred Flowers Pill.

Hundred Flowers Pill, Hundred Flowers Pill; all the materials were naturally all flowers. This was the reason why Long Lao's medicine garden was full of flowers.

This made it convenient for Long Xuan to collect materials; they were all ready-made. The only thing he needed to collect were the three newly added main materials.

Although the main materials were expensive, they were after all first-grade spirit herbs of the lowest grade. They could be collected in this market; as long as you had spirit stones, you could definitely exchange for them.

The only trouble was the alchemy furnace.

Alchemists were rare, so alchemy furnaces naturally became rare products. They weren't so easy to collect. He came today just to try his luck.

There were exceptionally many people in the market today, and the market was much more bustling than usual. Perhaps there really was someone selling an alchemy furnace.

"Little Medicine Boy? I say, have you gone crazy wanting spirit stones? You even take out waste pills to sell? Tell me, what use can waste pills have!"

"You even steal the waste pills refined by Ancient Alchemist to sell. You really steal everything!"

"Don't you dare slander someone's innocence out of thin air. How can this be called stealing? Things my master doesn't want, I take them over; what's wrong with that?"

"Even if I don't take them, these things are going to be thrown away. Wouldn't that be a waste?"

"And who told you waste pills are useless? Waste pills can kill people; can't they be used as poison?"

"Some people are born with strong anti-poison abilities, or even have an anti-poison constitution. Aren't they very suitable for eating waste pills?"

"Many spirit insects and Gu worms also have strong anti-poison abilities and can completely treat waste pills as food. Maybe they can even undergo metamorphosis because of it. Who says they are useless!"

"Besides, maybe some Heaven's Chosen has the ability to turn waste into treasure. Waste pills are useless to others, but to him, they are treasures."

"My waste pills have great uses; it's just that you are ignorant!"

Just as Long Xuan was wandering through the major stalls, a burst of arguing not far away caught his attention.

Hearing someone called Little Medicine Boy, he knew it must have to do with alchemy, and perhaps the boy might even have the alchemy furnace he needed, so he curiously moved closer.

Upon getting closer, Long Xuan discovered that the one arguing was a scattered cultivator with a face full of scars, looking fierce.

The other was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old bald youth, also known as Little Medicine Boy, who seemed to be following Ancient Alchemist to learn alchemy. It was just unknown whether he was a direct disciple or just someone specifically watching the furnace.

This youth had a remarkable eloquence, sharp-tongued. Clearly useless waste pills were described by him as rare treasures.

Long Xuan became interested, walked up, and casually grabbed a few waste pills to look at in his palm.

The waste pills varied in size, smell, and color, seemingly covering all kinds, but it was unknown what their specific effects were.

Long Xuan suddenly thought, he had the Heavenly Mechanism Eye that could magnify all things. Could he view the microscopic form of the waste pills and thereby crack all these pill formulas?

He really wanted to try it. It seemed he had to buy a portion of these waste pills.

This Little Medicine Boy really wasn't wrong; waste pills really might be useful to some small groups.

Seeing someone pick up his waste pills and stare at them, Little Medicine Boy's eyes widened, and he asked with his mouth open: "You are interested in waste pills? You wouldn't happen to have the ability to turn waste into treasure, would you!"

"Uh!" Long Xuan was stunned by this question, thinking to himself if he had read too many novels to be able to associate things like this. If others misunderstood that he had a Golden Finger to turn waste into treasure, that would be terrible!

"I heard you are Ancient Alchemist's medicine boy. I need an alchemy furnace; do you have one?" Long Xuan asked in a calm tone.

At this time, the smartest thing to do was to change the subject; never explain.

Explaining was covering up, and covering up was the truth.

The more you explained, the more others would suspect something.

Hearing this, the medicine boy indeed didn't dwell on the previous question and replied: "I do have an alchemy furnace, but I need to use it myself. If I sell it to you, what will I use?"

Hearing that this medicine boy really had an alchemy furnace, Long Xuan secretly said "good luck." He didn't expect to have news of such a hard-to-get item just after entering the market.

"Anything can be sold. If it can't, it's because the price isn't high enough."

"Presumably, as Ancient Alchemist's medicine boy, you have ways to get another alchemy furnace. Out with the old, in with the new. How about letting this one to me?"

"I'll offer ten thousand spirit stones."

Thinking that his identity was just a little medicine boy, even if he had an alchemy furnace, it would be of the lowest quality, so Long Xuan didn't offer too high a price.

Long Xuan really hadn't guessed wrong. This little medicine boy had an artifact refiner apprentice friend, and there were discounts for finding him to refine artifacts.

Ten thousand spirit stones could not only exchange for a new one, but also earn quite a bit.

"Okay, but I don't want spirit stones; I want your Cockroach Gu."

Seeing this familiar attire, Little Medicine Boy recognized him as the masked stall owner who often sold Cockroach Gu, so he said after pondering for a moment.

Long Xuan was stunned for a moment before saying: "You also plan to blood-contract the Cockroach Gu? Usually, the ones who come to me to trade for Cockroach Gu are all burly men with broad shoulders and thick waists. They like to engage in melee combat, and their fighting style is very suitable for Cockroach Gu."

"Your physique is not suitable for charging into battle. Raising a few outer Gu as bodyguards is the most suitable fighting style for you."

Little Medicine Boy shook his head and said: "Thanks for your advice, but my personal fighting style still doesn't like hiding behind outer Gu. Let's just trade for the Cockroach Gu."

Little Medicine Boy looked like he couldn't be persuaded, yet he was secretly mocking in his heart: this person's imagination still wasn't deep enough.

He wanted to blood-contract the Cockroach Gu, of course, not because he liked melee combat. He was only in his teens and his body hadn't fully grown yet; he would be crazy to rush up and look for abuse.

His imagination was running wild at this moment. He thought that since the Cockroach Gu was known to be able to avoid all conventional damage, and the toxicity of waste pills wasn't strong, avoiding the toxicity of waste pills absolutely wouldn't be a problem at all.

If one could ignore the toxicity of waste pills, then the medicinal properties of those waste pills could be obtained for free.

And as Ancient Alchemist's medicine boy, waste pills were piled up like a mountain. By then, he could treat spirit pills as food every day. Wouldn't his cultivation speed be flying fast?

By then, he would really be taking off, enough to leave his peers far behind and become a famous genius here. He felt excited just thinking about it.

Of course, he wouldn't say this idea out loud; he wasn't stupid.

Imagination was the most valuable thing in this world. Once this idea was exposed, the price of Cockroach Gu would rise in minutes. Even if the price increased tenfold, countless people would want it.

By then, waste pills would really become treasures. He shouldn't think about freeloading in the future, nor should he think about being a genius.

(End of chapter) Chapter 20