Chapter 416

Since the first Alchemy Conference, in the eyes of outsiders, the Medical Department is no longer a medical office under the jurisdiction of the royal family, but has officially appeared in the guise of the 'Alchemy Saint Hall, one of the five great Holy Lands'.

Although the current Alchemy Saint Hall still has a gap from the legendary ancient spectacle of swallowing the sun and moon and the sky full of cinnabar clouds, in the eyes of the world, this is the largest alchemy and medical Holy Land in the Central Continent, the ultimate hall of alchemy and medicine.

In the ten years Hua Changxi spent in the Zhurong Tomb, she barely perceived the passage of time, at most feeling that the cultivation time was a bit long, but in her inadvertence, earth-shaking changes were happening in the outside world.

Not only has the face of the Medical Department changed, but Xuanyuan City, built with Xuanyuan Prefecture as the center, has also begun to take shape.

And this is just a corner she has seen with her own eyes.

What kind of earth-shaking changes have occurred in those corners she has not stepped into? The degree of depth is probably far beyond her imagination.

Lingguang Hall, Karma Fire Terrace, Nine Heavens Fire Spring, Li Fire Cliff, Zhurong Tomb, Wutong Forest...

Of the twelve blessed lands in Nanxiang City, Hua Changxi has already taken half. The next one she plans to take is the Ghost Fire Well.

However, how long has the Ghost Fire Well been operated by the royal family? A King Shou died; are there still others left guarding under the well?

Furthermore, what is the specific test of the Ghost Fire Well?

How long it will take to take the Ghost Fire Well, Hua Changxi really has no bottom in her heart. If it takes another ten years or even longer, then before entering the Ghost Fire Well, there are some things she must handle well first.

For example, the problem that Danyuan Peak is throttled by Lingjing Pavilion, Qihuang Pavilion, and Jiujie Hall, limiting its external development.

"Master."

Yu Fu and the four have finished reporting the major and minor affairs of Danyuan Peak for the past ten years and are just about to leave the bamboo house when they receive a message from Wan Feng.

Hua Changxi looks over: "What's wrong?"

Yu Fu: "Wan Feng sent a message that Lingjing Pavilion, Qihuang Pavilion, and Jiujie Hall are about to hold a meeting in the Jiujie Hall meeting hall. The topic is to discuss the matter of Lingguang Hall sending people to request treatment. She asks if you want to attend?"

Hua Changxi did not expect the meeting to come so quickly, and she hums with a laugh: "Are the three departments usually so prompt in handling affairs?"

Yu Fu: "...... Most of the time, it won't be so urgent."

Hua Changxi's hum is heavier.

Not long ago on the Danding Altar plaza, she and Wei Zhenjie had a confrontation about 'whether she is the Lingguang Hall Master' that was hard to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Others probably didn't get a definitive answer and want to verify it with her personally?

Seeing her silent, Yu Fu thinks she is unwilling to get involved in such disturbances, and quickly says: "Master, Wan Feng is already accustomed to such meetings. If you don't want to go..."

"I will go."

Hua Changxi interrupts him, "Lingjing Pavilion, Qihuang Pavilion, and Jiujie Hall now represent the Alchemy Saint Hall. As a Peak Master, how can I not go and see?"

The current Alchemy Saint Hall has long since bid farewell to the old system of imperial power dominance in the Medical Department era.

All major external affairs must be jointly discussed by the three departments of Lingjing Pavilion, Qihuang Pavilion, and Jiujie Hall, and policies can only be decided after weighing the pros and cons.

Each meeting is hosted by the three departments in turn.

This time, Lingguang Hall came to request physicians, and it just happened to be Jiujie Hall's turn to host the meeting, so the meeting location was set in the Jiujie Hall meeting hall.

In the Jiujie Hall meeting hall, people from the three departments arrive one after another. As soon as they enter, everyone cannot wait to discuss.

"Will Peak Master Hua come to the meeting?"

"I think it's unlikely. In the past, whether it was Lingjing Pavilion holding a meeting or Qihuang Pavilion holding a meeting, she never attended once. This time, it's probably no exception."

"Tell me, is Peak Master Hua really the Lingguang Hall Master?"

"Who knows."

"Whether she is or not, it doesn't have much to do with us. If she is, we can't take advantage of it; if she isn't, it won't hinder us."

Just as everyone is discussing enthusiastically, a fiery red figure appears at the entrance of the hall. Almost instantly, the entire meeting hall seems to have been pressed the pause button, becoming silent.

All eyes, whether surprised, curious, or scrutinizing, focus on that fiery red figure.

Hua Changxi has arrived!

She does not step in immediately but stands quietly at the threshold, slowly scanning the layout of the hall.

In the center, there is a high platform with three large and imposing sandalwood chairs placed side by side, obviously the positions of the highest authorities of the three departments.

Below, on the left and right sides, there are rows of chairs, neatly distributed in five columns and ten rows, for the attendees to sit.

At this moment, the main seats on the high platform are still empty, but the seats below are already more than half full.

"Every meeting, there are actually so many people participating?" Hua Changxi turns her head and looks at Wan Feng, who is following closely behind her.

Wan Feng respectfully replies: "As long as it is a meeting where subordinates participate, the scale is usually like this. Core members of the three departments, managers of each department, and some qualified alchemists and physicians will all be present."

Hua Changxi understands his words. Besides this kind of public meeting, the three departments have more core small meetings in private.

"Where do you usually sit?"

Wan Feng subconsciously points to an inconspicuous last seat near the door.

The next moment, when he meets the gaze cast by Hua Changxi, his heart tightens—what is flowing in Hua Changxi's eyes is undisguised disgust.

Wan Feng's expression stiffens instantly.

Hua Changxi looks at Wan Feng: "Playing the pig is to eat the tiger, not to let you really be a pig."

"......" Wan Feng turns red instantly.

Hua Changxi's voice is not lowered. This remark with obvious irony is not low in volume and naturally falls into the ears of some Jiujie Hall members who know Wan Feng's identity (successor of the Alchemy Saint Hall).

They look at each other, their faces flashing with embarrassment and discomfort.

Afterward, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Hua Changxi walks straight to the first seat on the left of the main seat.

Seeing this, Wan Feng first opens his mouth, then shows a matter-of-course expression, straightens his back, and follows quickly.

According to convention, this kind of meeting is usually held after all ordinary attendees have arrived, and the heavyweight figures of the three departments—such as Elder Xia Zhen of Lingjing Pavilion, Princess Lingyuan of Qihuang Pavilion, and Alchemist Wen Shouren of Jiujie Hall—will arrive late.

As for the two Pavilion Masters and one Hall Master, they are the finale.

Therefore, when Hua Changxi arrives, it is the moment when ordinary attendees have basically arrived, and the core figures have not yet appeared.

Therefore, in the meeting hall, only a few seats near the main seat are still empty.

After Hua Changxi sits down in the first seat on the left, seeing Wan Feng actually wanting to stand by her side, she is really a bit impatient: "There is a seat you don't sit in, you want to show that you are tall, right?"

Wan Feng: "......"

Hua Changxi glances at the empty seat behind her, her tone unquestionable: "Sit down."

Wan Feng feels that Hua Changxi is really angry, so he doesn't dare to hesitate anymore and quickly sits down properly.

The seats Hua Changxi and Wan Feng are sitting in now are one where Xia Zhen sits and one where Xia Ziyang sits.

This scene, in the eyes of others present, becomes somewhat meaningful.

On the Lingjing Pavilion side, the core members led by Meng Yuchuan have their expressions change drastically, almost wanting to slam the table and stand up, but before they can speak, they are stopped by someone, signaling them not to be impatient.

Hua Changxi takes in everyone's expressions, ignores them, but scans everyone present one by one, piercing through everyone's situation through the Eye of Truth.

"Wan Feng, tell me, which ones are from Qihuang Pavilion, which ones are from Lingjing Pavilion, and which ones are from Jiujie Hall?"

She really didn't expect that in a meeting hall of a hundred people, nearly thirty people had ignited the black and white flames.

Under Wan Feng's introduction, Hua Changxi learns that the thirty or so people who ignited the black and white flames are half medical practitioners from Qihuang Pavilion and half alchemists from Jiujie Hall.

If the royal family is manipulating the black and white flames behind the scenes, then the royal family's infiltration into the Alchemy Saint Hall is truly terrifyingly strong.