Su Dao Xing was overjoyed that he had obtained the legacy of the Demon Saint, which meant that he now had a renowned master like the Demon Saint, and masters like the Medicine Saint and the Alchemy Saint as his seniors. Such a background would be hard to find in the entire continent.

  Unfortunately, Su Dao Xing didn't even know that the old saints like Yao Sheng, Yi Sheng and Dan Sheng were still alive, and it's likely that he would never have a chance to meet these two masters in his lifetime.

  Would that I could have lived in the same era as the Three Sages!

  Su Dao Xing knew that greed would choke him, so he mainly studied the legacy of the Demon Saint regarding alchemy and medicine.

  The Demon Saint spent nearly a hundred years studying medicine and alchemy, now Su Dao Xing has inherited it, Su Dao Xing directly inherited the Demon Saint's hundred years of research results, he only needs to practice to master both medicine and alchemy.

  "This is indeed a prosperous age." Su Daoxian muttered to himself, "Alchemy can be used to refine elixirs and improve cultivation, while medicine can be used to save lives."

  The Hundred Halls Challenge had been going on for a hundred days, and Su Dao Xing was cultivating in the sea of flowers, practicing alchemy and medicine. It wasn't until the last day of the challenge that he finally got up, left the sea of flowers, and headed towards the Qinchuang Institute of the Zither Pavilion.

  Su Dao woke up and arrived at the entrance of the Qin Institute, where he was shocked by a strange scene inside.

  Inside the Qinyuan, there are ten coffins placed at this moment. The coffins were made of a special cold ice, commonly known as cold ice coffin.

  The transparent ice coffin contains people who are barely holding on to their last breath, these people are only clinging to life and may die at any moment.

  Su Dao Xing carefully looked at the people hanging on to their last breath inside the ice coffin, those people were either wealthy or of high status, and the doctors from Yi Sheng Yuan's medical hall who could personally treat them were not ordinary people.

  Ten ice coffins stood beside them, with white-robed doctors standing next to each one. They were the doctors of the medical hall, and most of them were female doctors.

  Among the doctors, a female doctor was chatting with Lei Biao.

  "Dr. Wen, Su Dao Xing is back." Lei Biao said to the female doctor in front of him as soon as he saw Su Dao Xing's figure at the gate of the Qin Institute.

  Dr. Wen slowly turned around, facing Su Dao Xing, his eyes cold as snow.

  "Ah, Wen Hongmei!" Su Dao Xing recognized that the female doctor was actually someone he had admired since his childhood.

  Wen Hongmei was born into the Wen family, which produced two prominent figures: Wen Zongshi, a qigong master of the Eastern Imperial Court who popularized qigong in the military, making it a required discipline for soldiers; and Wen Shengshou, the imperial court's revered medical expert, whose medical skills were renowned throughout the land and earned him widespread admiration from the people.

  Su Dao Xing learned from the experience of Yao Sheng that the old ancestor of Wen Sheng's hand was actually a disciple of Yi Sheng Bian San Zhen, and it can be said that he still has some connection with Wen Hongmei.

  Wen Hongmei, at the age of thirteen, had once conquered the plague that swept through Chuliang City, saving a city's worth of people, earning her the reputation as "the future little saint hand of the Wen family", and was widely publicized by the Eastern Dynasty.

  At that time, Su Dao Xing was still young and had heard of Wen Hongmei's deeds. He admired her extremely and thought to himself that he would definitely meet this extraordinary person when the opportunity arose.

  Su Dao Xing did not expect that Wen Hongmei, whom he admired when he was young, is now a student of the medical hall and seems to be representing the medical hall to challenge him.

  "I've seen Doctor Wen." Su Dao Xing bowed slightly towards Wen Hongmei.

  "Have met Zhao Shifu's so-called once-in-a-century exceptionally talented Su Daowei." Wen Hongmei bowed to Su Daowei.

  "Zhao won the prize." Su Daowei smiled awkwardly and walked up to Wen Hongmei.

  "Sudao Xing, Doctor Wen has come today as a representative of the Medical Hall to challenge you." Lei Biao gave Sudao Xing a signal with his eyes.

  Su Dao Xing furrowed his brow in puzzlement and asked Wen Hongmei, "Why did Doctor Wen come to the Qin Tang to challenge me on her own initiative? Can you tell me the reason?"

  Wen Hongmei's eyes flashed with a hint of struggle, and finally she said firmly: "Many years ago, I, Peng Shanting, Nie Shuanghua, Dong Fuxing, were classmates in Xiyangtu for several years, together we entered the Holy Institute, and together we made a name for ourselves in the Holy Institute."

  Su Dao Xing suddenly realized and said: "So, Nie Shuang Hua, Dong Fu Xing, you are all classmates of Peng Shan Ting in Yan Tu, no wonder you came to the Qin Tang to challenge me by name. Now I understand."

  "Weng Hongmei's eyes welled up with tears at the mention of Peng Shanting, it seemed that her relationship with him was more than just classmates."

  Su Dao Xing was a bit envious that Peng Shan Ting had classmates who still remembered him, while he himself had been in the Hu Qing Fu for many years and only had a good relationship with Fang Xue Qin. As for his other classmates, if it weren't for the fact that he had entered the Sheng Yuan, probably no one would have remembered him.

  Fang Xueqin calmed herself down and pointed to the ten ice coffins, saying: "These ten ice coffins contain ten patients who are on the verge of death, seeking treatment at our medical hall. The competition is to see who can cure five of these patients first."

  "Good!" Su Dao Xing asked the students of the Medical Hall: "Do you have medical needles?"

  The students of Yatang and Qintang burst into loud laughter.

  It turns out that the rumor is true, I thought it was just one of Xudong's students teasing me. They said that when Su Daoming and Dong Fuxing had a contest, there were no symbols on the spot, so they borrowed symbols from Xudong's students.

  "The students of Huatang also said that when Su Daoxing and Nie Shuanghua had a contest, they borrowed brushes from the students of Huatang on the spot."

  "Sudao Xing's style is indeed unique and unmatched."

  The students in the infirmary were whispering among themselves.

  The students of Qintang looked embarrassed, at this moment, they were all ashamed to study with Su Daoming in the same Qintang.

  A student of Wen Hongmei's Medical Hall was ordered to come over.

  The student in the infirmary took out a medical box, opened it, and inside there was a special medicinal liquid, commonly used medical needles, knives, tweezers, scissors, catheters, etc.

  "Thank you!"

  Su Dao woke up in the morning and thanked that student.

  Su Dao Xing slowly walked up to a coffin made of cold ice.

  "Open the coffin of ice." Wen Hongmei ordered.

  The students of the medical hall opened all ten ice coffins, making it convenient for Wen Hongmei and Su Dao to observe the patients and choose which ones to treat.

  Among the ten patients in the cold ice coffin, some were unconscious and unresponsive, while others closed their eyes waiting for death. Only a little girl kept her eyes open.

  Su Dao Xing saw that little girl at that moment, a soft spot in his heart was touched, he walked slowly to the ice coffin where the little girl was.

  The little girl hugged a rag doll and blinked her eyes staring at Su Dao Xing.

  Su Dao Xing sized up the little girl for half a stick of incense, shot out strands of spiritual energy to wander inside the little girl's body, pondered for a moment, and then casually took out a needle with a cold light from his medical box.

  "Go!" Su Dao Xing shot out that needle.

  The needle was inserted straight into the center of the little girl's eyebrows, without entering completely, only exposing the tip of the needle.

  Pffft!

  Su Dao woke up and moved as fast as lightning, taking out seven long needles from the medical box and shooting them into the seven acupoints of the little girl's body.