Chapter Thirty-Nine: Medicine Hall

  Martial skills, kung fu, swordsmanship, and elixirs have always been the pursuit of the Martial God Continent, even ordinary geniuses cannot do without the assistance of elixirs.

  Ye family as one of the three major families in Luoxia City also has its own medicine hall.

  However, the preciousness of Dan medicine also led to not every ordinary Ye family child being able to enjoy it. Three years ago, Ye Chen relied on his demonic talent and enjoyed it for several months, but after the bloodline did not awaken, the Dan medicine provided by the family was also cut off, so Ye Chen had not come to the Medicine Hall for three years.

  Now Ye Chen's cultivation speed is quite fast, but it is far from the effect that Ye Chen expected. If he had cultivated at this speed three years ago, Ye Chen would have been satisfied, but compared to others, he has already wasted at least three years. The path of cultivation not only relies on hard work and actual combat, but also cannot avoid the use of elixirs.

  Moreover, Lan's body was also gradually declining, and Ye Chen wanted to get some elixirs for Lan to supplement her body.

  Last night, Ye Chen practiced Breaking Wind Finger all night long. Although it wasn't second nature to him yet, he managed to grasp some of the basics!

  The whole night without sleep, Ye Chen's spirit was exceptionally good, and he didn't feel a bit tired!

  The medicine hall, apart from some precious elixirs, still sells ordinary elixirs to ordinary disciples. With a wealth of millions as backing, Ye Chen naturally didn't mind those gold coins. He slowly dispersed the wind attribute true energy in his palm, pondering the mysteries of Breaking Wind Finger while walking towards the medicine hall...

  At the end of the main road was a magnificent and gigantic building.

  Under the slender tree trunks by the roadside, the building looks even more magnificent.

  The strong scent of medicine wafted over with the gentle breeze, and Ye Chen couldn't help but take a few more breaths, feeling invigorated.

  At a glance at the slaves coming and going around him, Ye Chen felt a wave of emotion. Day and night under the nourishment of medicinal fragrance, these slaves' spirits and appearances were obviously much better than those of other slaves, especially the female slaves, each one lively and charming, enough to entice many young masters of the Ye family.

  "Little one, I'm afraid those powerful warriors from the Ye family have all gathered here!" Yao Xiang said with a comfortable and lazy tone, as if he was enjoying the fragrance of the medicine.

  "Powerful Qi Refiners!" Ye Chen secretly cursed, these old undying were indeed extremely good at enjoying themselves, probably the high-grade elixirs produced by the Medicine Hall had all entered their possession. The reason why the Ye family could be so prosperous was precisely because of these powerful Qi Refiners, this was also the reason why they were sought after.

  Looking up at the towering peak, Ye Chen clenched his fists tightly. The goal of a strong martial artist was not his purpose; his goal was to reach the Soul Martial Realm. Then he slowly relaxed his fist, casually plucked a leaf from a nearby tree and placed it on the corner of his mouth, put his hands behind his head, and walked towards the grand entrance of Yaotang with an extremely comfortable gait.

  The Ye family descendants who came to fetch medicine were densely packed, all gathered in the medicine hall, with a constant stream of noise drifting out, bringing a hint of vitality to the slightly cool early autumn...

  "What? Isn't he a useless person? He actually came to the pharmacy, what is he doing here?"

  Ye Chen's black martial robe stood out starkly among the many white robes, causing a young member of the Ye family to exclaim in surprise.

  "What is he doing here? Does he want to ask for ginseng medicine? Don't be kidding, with his little pocket money, it's not even enough for living expenses!"

  Whispers and murmurs arose among the crowd, and Ye Chen shook his head in dismay. Often, it's not just geniuses who gain fame, but also good-for-nothings. He paused for a moment, then turned to look at the source of the noise, and several young men suddenly appeared within his line of sight.

  Feeling the aura emanating from a few young men, Ye Chen withdrew his gaze. With only Initial Stage 2 cultivation, they dared to openly call the Second Young Master of the Ye family a waste. He shook his head helplessly, it seemed that he could only wait until after three months to make a shocking debut and shake off the reputation of being a waste. Unfazed by the surrounding whispers, he walked towards the entrance in an extremely natural manner.

  Originally, several young people were discussing Ye Chen, but they suddenly stopped talking when they felt Ye Chen's gaze on them. The cold intent in his dark eyes made them shiver involuntarily.

  Suddenly, Ye Chen's figure paused, and a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he looked back in a certain direction. There was a familiar figure there, Ye Wushuang. At this moment, Ye Wushuang was surrounded by about thirty disciples. Feeling Ye Chen's gaze, Ye Wushuang also froze for a moment before nodding slightly, without any intention of coming over. Ye Chen didn't mind either and nodded slightly as well, continuing on his way while muttering to himself: "Looks like he's doing pretty well..."

  A few days ago, only a handful of disciples followed Ye Wushuang, but today there are suddenly dozens more. It seems that Ye Wushuang's abilities are not bad after all.

  Under the gaze of many eyes, Ye Chen's figure flashed into the doorway, and a more intense medicinal fragrance wafted forth.

  However, Ye Chen's face suddenly changed, and several sharp explosions sounded abruptly. A black shadow suddenly jumped into Ye Chen's eyes, and the cold wind that came head-on was also a true energy.

  Her eyebrows furrowed, Ye Chen's figure calmly and unhurriedly leapt towards the rear, the entire process appearing extremely natural, her shadow lightly fluttering like a butterfly, her posture elegant.

  That violently shooting out wind attribute true energy from Ye Chen's shoulder side horizontally scraped past, shot in the rear mountain rock, mountain rock momentarily burst open, turned into fragments scattered all over the ground.

  A glimmer of cold intent flashed in his dark eyes, Ye Chen's mouth slightly raised, his icy gaze fell on the figure at the gate, and his eyes flickered.

  Because that figure seemed familiar to him, and around that figure, another charming figure appeared again.

  That lovely figure was none other than Ye Wanyi, who had not been seen for several days. Her delicate face clearly showed a hint of fatigue, making one feel an irresistible urge to sympathize with her.

  Ye Chen's gaze only slightly swept over Ye Wanyan, finally falling on the young man beside her, coldly saying: "Ye Ziming!"

  Ye Ming, Ye Tian's number one henchman, is also the son of Ye Hao. His cultivation has reached the first layer of Wuji, and he is the best of his generation in the Ye family.

  Ye Zi Ming's expression was proud as he turned his head to glance at Ye Chen, a hint of complacency flashing in his eyes.

  "Ye Chen, you actually came here. When did the Medicine Hall become a gathering place for poor devils!" Ye Ziming stood up straight and proud, his slightly gloomy eyes scanning the surrounding young masters before falling on Ye Chen, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. The trash in front of him dared to make a bet with his own father.

  Ye Chen and Ye Hao's bet had long been spread throughout the Ye Manor, at this moment, how many pairs of eyes were expecting Ye Chen's desperate expression, and Ye Zi Ming was one of them.

  With a faint smile, Ye Chen rubbed his temples in some frustration. This world was indeed troublesome, even if you didn't provoke anyone, there were still people who would come looking for you.

  Ye Ming glanced at Ye Wanyan beside him, and his eyes involuntarily revealed a hint of fiery passion. He then spoke in a gentle voice: "Wanyan, it was indeed this little brat who injured Ye Xing!"

  Ye Wan'er gazed at Ye Chen's black robe with a complex expression, then nodded slightly.

  Recalling Ye Tian's instructions, and being able to take revenge on Ye Wanyi in front of her, Ye Ziming's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery. Dealing with a beginner like Ye Chen, who was only at the fifth level of the Initial Martial Arts, was clearly an easy victory. He said calmly, "Ye Chen, since you defeated Ye Xing, do you dare to compete with me?"

  The extremely dull voice caused a burst of disdain from many Ye family disciples. Ye Ziming, isn't this obviously bullying?

  "No time for leisure!" Extremely foolishly staring at Ye Ziming for a moment, Ye Chen shook his head in helplessness, lightly trimming his fingernails, and smiled.

  "What's going on? Are you saying that I have to force you into a rage, Ye Chen, just like Ye Xing said, before you dare to do anything?" Ye Ziming responded calmly and confidently.

  "I'm too lazy to tell you!" Ye Chen smiled helplessly, took a few slow steps forward, his dark eyes fixed tightly on Ye Ziming, then glanced at Ye Wannier with a hint of mockery, patted Ye Ziming's shoulder and said in a rather helpless tone: "And flirting isn't done this way either!"

  "Bo Nu, heh, Ye Chen, unfortunately you didn't cooperate!" Ye Zi was clearly not someone who could be compared to the likes of Ye Xing, that little brat. Maintaining her tone from earlier, she didn't change one bit due to Ye Chen's words. With a look of disgust, she gazed at the sleeve Ye Chen had patted, then slowly stretched out her right hand and patted the same spot, saying lightly: "My shoulder isn't something just anyone can pat, is this action from Ye Chen considered a provocation towards me?"

  He slightly narrowed his eyes, Ye Chen revealed a faint smile, looking at Ye Ziming: "Not bad, indeed the number one general of Ye Tian!"

  The corners of his mouth still held a hint of a smile, and he wrapped his arms around his head once more, extremely comfortable as he walked past the two of them. Ye Wannier's gaze was fixed on Ye Chen, but Ye Chen never looked at her directly, his heart filled with complex emotions, and that faintly mocking smile, just like three years ago...

  A cold smile spread across the corner of his mouth as Ye Ziming turned around, his figure suddenly bursting out and shooting towards Ye Chen's back. His palms curled up into sharp claw-like shapes, with icy winds and true energy constantly swirling at his fingertips. A shrill explosive sound suddenly erupted from his fingertips, accompanied by a terrifying aura that charged towards Ye Chen.

  "Ah!"

  Many of Ye's family members outside the gate couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as Ye Ziming suddenly made his move at this moment!