Chapter 620: 530 Ying Zijin: Foo Xi, my apprentice [1 update]_2 Chapter 620: 530 Ying Zijin: Foo Xi, my apprentice [1 update]_2 She paused, but still couldn’t help but ask the management personnel behind the counter, “If one is not an Elixir Doctor, can they enter the Medicine Hall?”
An Elixir Doctor, that is, a term for an Ancient Medicine practitioner skilled in Alchemy.
The Pill Alliance, is also the abbreviation for the Elixir Doctors Alliance.
“Yes, but you must have an accompanying Elixir Doctor.” The management staff glanced towards the direction of the Medicine Hall then closed his eyes to continue resting, “One naturally goes to the Medicine Hall to buy medicine. Without an Elixir Doctor, why enter?”
Yan Anhe nodded, the breath he was holding barely relaxed.
The Ji Family’s main house only knew a few Elixir Doctors, and they didn’t have a resident Elixir Doctor within the family.
Not to mention, the main house had basically detached from the Ji Family in the capital.
Relying on the Ji family, it was fundamentally impossible for Ying Zijin to know any Elixir Doctors.
She must have seen wrong.
Inside the Medicine Hall.
“Oh, isn’t this Young Master Ling?” The old man fiddled with his abacus, “You’ve gone the wrong way, that side is for buying medicine, this here only has medicinal ingredients.”
Many people in the Pill Alliance recognized Jiang Ran because Ling Zhonglou and Jiang Huaping had been running around addressing his issue of turbulent Inner Strength.
Thus, Jiang Ran had another nickname in the Ancient medical field, known as “Little Medicine Jar.”
“Bullshit, today I’m not here to buy medicine,” Jiang Ran’s face darkened, “I’m here to sell medicine!”
Despite being a bully at Verdant Middle School, why did he become a fragile Medicine Jar here?
“Selling medicine?” The elder became serious, “Which Elixir Doctor’s work is this?”
Jiang Ran immediately stepped aside.
Ying Zijin placed a jade vial on the counter: “Take a look.”
The elder took it, and as soon as he opened it, he smelled a rich medicinal fragrance, changing his expression instantly.
He leaped up and hurried to the back.
Half an hour later, the elder came out again.
The elder’s expression was very solemn as he gave a respectful bow, “May I ask Miss, your honorable surname and name?”
In fact, this was a very common Rejuvenation Pill that any Elixir Doctor could concoct.
But after testing, these Rejuvenation Pills had a utilization rate that could reach one hundred percent.
Whereas the highest quality of other Rejuvenation Pills only peaked at seventy percent.
This young lady was wearing a mask, covering her face, but it wasn’t hard to tell she was very young.
In the Ancient medical field, was there really a younger and more talented Ancient Medicine practitioner than Lin Qingjia?
Ying Zijin spoke indifferently, “It’s just business, names aren’t important.”
“Yes, indeed.” The elder’s heart skipped a beat, “My apologies for the rudeness; here are all the resources you require, Miss. If you have any more medicine in the future, feel free to sell them to the Pill Alliance.”
Some reclusive Ancient Medicine practitioners have very bad tempers. If the Pill Alliance were to investigate them, they might lose a major client instead.
The Pill Alliance could only treat them with respect.
As he spoke, he handed over another token.
Ying Zijin glanced at the “Heavenly” character on the token and carelessly accepted it.
Heaven and earth, mysterious and yellow, the Heavenly grade is the highest.
Jiang Ran took out his carried sack and packed all the medicinal ingredients, ores and jewelry and gold into it.
The elder’s mouth twitched: “…”
This Young Master Ling, it seemed there was something a bit wrong with his brain.
The two left the Medicine Hall.
Jiang Ran began to heap extravagant praise, “Daddy Ying, your Alchemy skills are unrivaled among your peers; who did you learn from?”
Ying Zijin didn’t respond but instead asked, “What’s the name of the largest sect in the Ancient medical world?”
“The Heavenly Medical Sect,” Jiang Ran said, “Even three-year-old kids know this; Daddy Ying, are you also from the Heavenly Medical Sect?”
“Who founded the Heavenly Medical Sect?”
“Huh? Surnamed Foo, that ancestor from the Foo Family, I really don’t know the name though.”
“Mhm.” Ying Zijin bit into an apple, “Foo Xi, my disciple.”
This joke, truly not very funny.
Jiang Ran began to doubt if there really was something wrong with his brain.
He huffed and puffed, carrying the sack and quickly crossed the boundary between the Ancient Martial World and the Ancient medical field.
Wild beasts often appeared, but many rare medicinal materials also grew here.
Ying Zijin walked while digging up herbs,
After digging, she tossed them into Jiang Ran’s sack.
Not until they entered the heart of the area did Ying Zijin halt her steps.
She closed her eyes slightly, her ears moving.
Jiang Ran had no reaction.
But after a moment, a group of ancient martial artists rounded the front, totaling twenty in number.
They had appeared soundlessly.
Jiang Ran’s face changed, “You—”
“Young Master Ling, we suspect that you’ve maliciously brought someone from the Secular World to smuggle into the Ancient Martial World,” the middle-aged man smiled coldly, “This is a routine interrogation, don’t even think about resisting.”
When people from the Ancient Martial World go outside, their faces, fingerprints, and all other identity information isn’t in the international databases.