C187 Poison Cleansing Pill!

An old man with a head full of grey tremblingly appeared here. The wrinkles on his face were as deep as mountains. If he were to move even a single wrinkle, it would be enough to squish an ant to death.

The old man wore a silver gray robe, on the robe were three bright star symbols, proof of his Grade Three Alchemist identity.

Seeing the level in front of his chest, Pang Jie immediately stood up and cupped his fists, and smiled respectfully: "Old senior, I'll be troubling you!"

No matter if it was the Great Empire or the third-rate Empire, especially their Quling Empire, they paid special attention to alchemists.

It would not be a big problem if there was one less Holy Spirit Warriors, but if there was one less Grade Three Alchemist, then it would be an absolute loss to the empire. A single alchemist could nurture several experts, but a few experts could not nurture a single alchemist.

Seeing how respectful Pang Jie was, the old man was very pleased. Only, other than Han Zhao, the city lord, who did not need to bow, Ye Wuchen and Qin Ziqing did not express anything. This made the old man very unhappy.

However, the elder didn't say it out loud. Since the City Lord had invited the Heaven's Pride here, he didn't dare to intentionally ruin the atmosphere.

"Let me check your pulse first!" Instead of pressing his shriveled finger on the meridians in Pang Jie's arm at the same time, in ten breaths of time, the atmosphere of the courtyard was completely silent.

After ten breaths of time, the old man let go of Pang Jie's arm. His expression was somewhat heavy, and a few traces of difficulty appeared between his brows, causing Pang Jie to be somewhat disappointed.

"Senior, there is no need to hide anything from me. How are my injuries?" Pang Jie asked, looking at the old man.

The old man waved his hand and shook his head, then looked towards Han Zhao's City Lord and cupped his fists: "City Lord, please seek another expert, I cannot treat this injury!" As he spoke, the old man prepared to leave.

Hearing this, Han Zhao and Pang Jie panicked, both of them blocking the old man. Pang Jie continued to ask: "Senior, what exactly are my injuries?"

"You …" The old man looked depressed, but he could only speak the truth.

"You're not injured, you're poisoned!"

But before the old man could make a sound, Ye Wuchen, who was seated at the side, immediately spoke up. With just a few words, it caused the old man's expression to greatly change, and also caused the atmosphere to turn silent.

Pang Jie looked at Ye Wuchen in shock. He found it a little hard to believe that Ye Wuchen knew about his hidden injuries, but he was a little suspicious.

However, the old man was currently ignoring Pang Jie, he stared coldly at Ye Wuchen, adding on the fact that Ye Wuchen did not greet him due to politeness, he did not have any good impressions of Ye Wuchen, so he scolded him: "You are speaking nonsense, his meridians are obviously blocked!"

"Meridian blockage?" Pang Jie's expression changed yet again, and then he laughed bitterly once again. Be it being the poison or the blockages in his meridians, they were all definitely not small hidden injuries. If they were not treated well, it was very likely that he would fail once in Haotian Small World.

The old man's angry shout made Ye Wuchen shake his head in disappointment. It seemed that his Grade Three Alchemist was only this much!

"My heart is cold, my face is pale, and my mouth is dry. Will there be such a sign of blockages in my meridians?" Ye Wuchen bellowed, one sentence after another, causing the atmosphere to turn silent.

"If we follow what you said, then our body will become weak, and we might not even be able to get lucky, but Pang Jie's strength is still very terrifying, if our veins become blocked, then tell me, which meridian is it?"

Even if he was poisoned longer and longer, his strength would quickly decline. If any of you do not believe it, you can wait until tomorrow to see, Brother Pang Jie's realm will fall back to its peak state! "Yun Che," … "

Ye Wuchen said in a low voice, his face was gloomy, and his tone revealed an unquestionable determination.

This caused Pang Jie's expression to immediately change. He had no choice but to take Ye Wuchen's words to heart, because Ye Wuchen's words were indeed the symptoms he was having right now. He also felt that his cultivation was a bit unstable.

The old man was stupefied and couldn't say a word. He indeed didn't see where Pang Jie's hidden wound was, so he only wanted to find an excuse to refuse to treat it. But who knew this little brat in front of him knew so much?

Looking at the old man's expression and then looking at Ye Wuchen's expression, Han Zhao naturally knew who was right and who was wrong.

"To think that this brother of his is an apothecary as well!" Han Zhao's face became a lot more radiant. He was almost certain that Ye Wuchen was a pill refiner.

When Pang Jie heard that Ye Wuchen was actually a pill refiner, he could not help but exclaim in joy. He made a detour but did not know that Ye Wuchen was a pill refiner.

The old man left in a dejected manner, he did not have the face to continue staying here. His Grade Three Alchemist was extremely heavy, and according to the true standards, he was only a second tier alchemist.

However, who would have thought that this yellow haired youngster was this powerful?

When the old man left, no one paid him any mind, whether it was Han Zhao or Pang Jie, both of them looked at Ye Wuchen, especially Pang Jie, with a face full of shock.

"I can't believe you are an apothecary after all!" Pang Jie had a bitter smile on his face. If he had known this would happen, he would have begged Ye Wuchen for treatment.

"I, Brother Ye, am not only a pill master, but also a martial art master!" Qin Ziqing added with a face full of pride at the side, and then smiled mischievously. She saw that Ye Wuchen was not nice to look at, but she didn't mind.

Hearing this, the two were shocked once again. What kind of heaven's pride level existence was this? Not only could he concoct pills, he could even use cultivation techniques?

"Brother Han Zhao, I think we already have the best candidate to become the Corona City's City Lord!" Pang Jie said, and looked at Ye Wuchen with a playful expression.

Just now, he thought that Pang Jie was the most suitable for it, but he had already changed his mind.

"I wonder how strong Ye Wuchen is?" Han Zhao was still a little hesitant. After all, not only did the Corona City City Lord need to refine pills and create a cultivation technique, the most important thing would be strength.

"Haha, Brother Han Zhao, I can tell you this, I can't win against Ye Wuchen!" Pang Jie laughed out loud at the side, telling the other party with a determined look.

"What?" You can't beat Ye Wuchen? " Han Zhao was a little dazed. A heaven's pride level expert who said that he could not defeat a single one of them? How was this possible?

"If you don't believe me, haha, if you don't believe me then try it out yourself tomorrow!" Pang Jie continued to laugh loudly, and as he drank, the atmosphere became extremely hot.

"Alright, little brother Ye, I will fight with you tomorrow. If you are not defeated by me, I will pass on the position of the Corona City's City Lord to you, it is only natural!" Han Zhao said with a serious face.

Ye Wuchen shook his head. He still wanted to say something, but Pang Jie took the initiative and spoke first, "Brother Han Zhao, Crown City's City Lord is also Ye Wuchen!"

"What, what did you say? The Crown City's City Lord is Ye Wuchen? " Han Zhao jumped up in shock, following that, her face was filled with ecstasy, her heart was filled with longing, this was simply the best candidate to become a city lord that the heavens had given him.

All the warriors of the Phoenix-Ridge knew about both cities, but ever since the free-for-all three years ago, the Crown City had given up on him. The City Lord of the Corona City had also looked down on the Crown City, and from the beginning to the end, he had been like this.

Even the City Lord himself didn't pay any attention to the Crown City, but the truth was that it was best if the City Lord of the Crown City and the Crown City were on their own in order to take control of both times and people!

Now that Ye Wuchen was the city lord of the Crown City, then if he became the city lord of the Corona City, then it would be the most understandable.

Ye Wuchen laughed bitterly. At first, he did not want to brag so openly, but Pang Jie's mouth was really quick, he said everything out loud. With this, it would be difficult for him not to compete.

"Brother Wu Chen, I shall really leave the honor of Corona City to you!" Han Zhao slowly sat down, but his eyes were much heavier.

Ye Wuchen understood the importance of this, since it was for the honor of Corona City, and also for his own glory, he had to work hard.

"Alright, I will compete for the City Lord's position tomorrow!" Ye Wuchen nodded his head while holding his wine cup.

"Good, haha!" Han Zhao's face was filled with joy, he raised his wine pot and drank it all up, causing Qin Ziqing to be extremely frightened. This was simply barbaric.

Ye Wuchen, a person who was not good at drinking, picked up the wine jar and drank it up as well. Pang Jie was also not one to be outdone and followed closely behind.

Qin Ziqing smiled bitterly. These three men were all domineering, but she still liked Big Brother Ye. Qin Ziqing rested her chin on her jade hands as she stared at Ye Wuchen with her beautiful eyes, her face filled with infatuation.

Time slowly passed, and in the end, Han Zhao was the first to put down the jar of wine. Ye Wuchen and Pang Jie almost put down the jar of wine at the same time.

"Pang Jie, this is the Poison Cleansing Pill. If you eat it, within three days, you will be able to purge the poison from your body and recover to your peak strength!"

Ye Wuchen took out an exquisite little box from his spatial ring and took it out. After taking it out, a fragrant smell wafted into his nose.

Pang Jie happily received the small box, and after he opened the box, a pill the size of a thumb quietly laid inside. This was the Poison Cleansing Pill, he had seen it before in the Quling Empire Royal Family, so he did not and did not suspect Ye Wuchen.

"Wu Chen, in this lifetime, I, Pang Jie, acknowledge you as my brother!" Pang Jie's face was solemn, the depths of his eyes were full of excitement, he clenched his fists and extended them out, placing them in front of Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wuchen laughed straightforwardly, his clenched fists striking on Pang Jie's fist. Both fists collided, but there was no killing intent, only a dense heroic spirit.

"A Poison Cleansing Pill, my good brother in this life!" Ye Wuchen laughed heartily, but he was already intoxicated.

He had never drunk so much wine before, nor had he used his elemental energy or innate spirit to expel the wine. Since he was drinking, he would naturally get drunk and only then would it taste good.

Pang Jie was also drunk, but his face was full of happiness.

"Miss Qin, you will be in charge of Ye Wuchen, I will be in charge of Pang Jie!" Han Zhao was clear-headed. After looking at Qin Ziqing and Ye Wuchen, he helped Pang Jie up and left the quiet courtyard.

Qin Ziqing pouted with anger, but there was nothing she could do, she could only hold on to the drunk Ye Wuchen and return to her room.