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After a while, an old man wearing a dark blue long robe with white hair, gold-rimmed glasses and a unique emblem on his chest walked into the hall. He glanced at the expressionless Ye Chenfeng and asked, "You're selling array symbols?"

"Mm. I have an array symbol that I wish to verify its value and then sell it." Ye Zichen nodded, then took out the Golden Needle Talisman and handed it to the blue-robed elder.

Taking the Gold Needle Talisman from Ye Chenfeng, the blue-robed elder frowned slightly. He noticed that the talisman paper used to make the Gold Needle Talisman was the lowest grade Yellow Jade Talisman on the market. The price of each talisman was no more than a hundred taels of silver.

"Three thousand silver taels …"

Hearing the blue robed elder's price, Ye Zichen immediately felt speechless. The blue robed elder's price was exactly the same as the cost of the Golden Needle Talisman, and did not calculate the cost of refining the high level Golden Needle Talisman.

"Then is there no other way to test the value of my array symbol?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

"There is another method. That is to test the power of the array formation. However, you will have to create the array symbols for the experiment yourself." The blue-robed elder said.

"Alright, I understand. Sorry for bothering you." Since there was no hope of selling it, Ye Chenfeng did not continue to pester him. He stood up and left.

After leaving the White Cloud Shop, Ye Zichen did not give up and went to the other shops to try his luck.

But these shops either didn't have an array symbol appraiser, or they suspected that he was a fake. There were even some vicious people that directly lured him out, forcing him to close the doors again and again.

"Sigh, could it be that in the entire White Emperor City, there are no people who know what's good for them?" When Ye Chenfeng was thrown out of the shop, he let out a helpless sigh.

"Where can I find someone who knows what's good for them?" Ye Chenfeng looked at the vast crowd in front of him and felt a bit discouraged. He frowned and muttered to himself.

If he was unable to sell the Golden Needle Talisman, then all his efforts would be in vain, and he would have no money to buy any cultivation resources.

If he didn't have the cultivation resources, even if he had the Divine Brain Inheritance, his cultivation speed would still be affected.

"Yes, a bounty notice."

Just as Ye Zichen walked aimlessly to the center of the city, he noticed that a lot of people had gathered by a vermillion wall and were discussing something.

As he got closer, he noticed a yellow notice pasted on the wall.

"The White Emperor City's City Lord has offered a bounty of one hundred thousand taels of silver to find a Divine Doctor to treat his father who is gravely ill."

Ye Zichen's eyes immediately lit up when he saw the bounty on the notice. He was just worrying about whether he could earn any money, when the chance came.

"If I can earn this 100,000 silver, I can change my current predicament. At that time, I won't even care if I sell my Golden Needle Talismans or not." Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself. He decided to go back to the City Lord's Mansion to study the set of Sky Profound Needles that could cleanse meridians and cure all sorts of illnesses. He would go to the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow morning to treat his injuries.

As night fell, the stars began to light up, and the heaven and earth became tranquil.

"Sky Xuan Needle!"

Ye Zichen picked up twelve silver needles that were as thin as a cow's hair and injected a strand of soul power into the silver needle. He used a special method, causing his finger to fluctuate slightly, pierce or prick, and deeply shoot out twelve needles which successively pierced the acupoints on his arm.

Instantly, a large amount of white smoke came out of Ye Zichen's arm. The power of both cold and hot instantly spread throughout his entire arm, causing him to feel a sort of numbness.

Then, Ye Zichen picked up another ten silver needles and pierced them into his arm once again, using the Sky Xuan needle technique.

However, this time, two of the silver needles had deviated, causing his arm to be pierced and a trickle of blood to flow out from the wound.

"It seems that I have yet to grasp the Heaven Xuan Needle's essence." Ye Chenfeng pulled out the silver needle from his arm, closed his eyes and summarized his experience, then continued with his acupuncture practice.

After a night of practice, Ye Chenfeng, who possessed a monstrous perception, was able to grasp the essence of the Sky Profound Needle. The accuracy of his acupuncture skill had also reached more than 90%.

The only thing he lacked right now was experience.

Early in the morning, Ye Chenfeng put on his human skin mask, carried the medicine kit he had bought yesterday, and stepped out of the morning sunlight as he headed for the City Lord's Mansion.

"So many doctors."

When Ye Chenfeng arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, he discovered that the usually tightly shut door was wide open. A dozen white-haired doctors were gathered at the front yard of the City Lord's Mansion, discussing something.

However, judging from their tightly knitted eyebrows, it was clear that they were helpless against Mount White's illness.

After seeing their expressions, Ye Zichen's confidence was not affected in the slightest. He walked towards the City Lord's Mansion on the bluestone staircase.

"This is the City Lord's Mansion, no one is allowed to enter?" When Ye Zichen walked out of the manor, an old man with white hair and a deep blue robe with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes walked out, stopped him and warned him arrogantly.

"I saw the notice and came to treat the old man." Ye Chenfeng said hoarsely on purpose.

"You came to treat me..."

Hearing the purpose of Ye Zichen's visit, Butler Bai was stunned for a moment. He looked at Ye Zichen vigilantly with a gaze filled with doubt.

Although Ye Zichen was wearing a human skin mask, it was difficult to hide his tender aura. Since his clothes were too cheap, Steward Bai started to suspect whether he was a fraud or not.

"Where did this country bumpkin come from? Get lost as far as you can, otherwise I'll break your dog legs."

While Butler Bai was sizing up Ye Chenfeng, a tall and handsome man dressed in gorgeous clothes walked out of the manor. He looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was wearing cheap clothes and carrying a small medicine box, and cursed him with a terrible attitude.

"What are you doing here, my three soldiers?"

Ye Chenfeng recognized the man with a single glance. He was his classmate in White Emperor Academy, the second young master of White Emperor City's Wealthy Lian Clan, the Liangliang Army.

"I can leave, but I hope you won't regret it, because I'm the only one who can save Old Man Bai."

Ye Chenfeng looked at the Lianzhou Army and frowned slightly, then said in a low voice.

"Sir, wait."

Just as Ye Chenfeng was about to turn around and leave, a tall and graceful woman chased after him from the manor and stopped him.