Chapter 228 - 88: The Legendary Genius Pill Master (Part 2)
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Updated : Sep 25th, 2025
The Wood-striped Snake is a type of Dark Beast with mild toxicity. Its venom is not much to worry about and can easily be dealt with, but once bitten by it, the wound begins to petrify. If left untreated within six two-hour periods, the injured’s entire body will become petrified and completely necrotized.
Having heard that due to the Imperial Alchemist examination, a High-level Alchemist from Danlu has come to the town, the woman, holding her child, rushed to the city to seek medical help.
"Oh oh, a High-level Alchemist, he must have brought a lot of High-level Elixir Pills. Ugly, don’t you hold a deep grudge against Danlu? Kill him and snatch some Elixir Pills," Gold Eater Worm suggested a bad idea.
"Shut up," Yue Jinghua approached the front of Qianbin Building and blended into the crowd of onlookers. She wanted to see how the High-level Alchemist from Danlu would handle such a situation.
"Don’t push my child, sir, I have no money. One hundred Gold Coins is really too much," the woman kneeling at the entrance was pushed and pulled out by several burly waiters rushing out of the building, her child in her arms cried out.
It turned out that the visiting fee for the Alchemist inside was one hundred Gold Coins. The woman did not have that many Gold Coins, so she could only kneel outside and plead.
"If you don’t have money, then get out of here, don’t dirty the floor of our building. I told you, Alchemist Chen is like an Immortal, you want to see him without money, pah," one of Qianbin Building’s waiters was about to spit disdainfully.
Suddenly, a "pah" sound preempted him, accurately landing on the waiter’s nose with a gob of sputum.
"Who dares disrespect your grandpa like this," the waiter looked in the direction of the spitting sound, only to see two beggars, one large and one small, in rags leaning against the entrance of Qianbin Building.
The elder beggar, with his face covered in mud and indiscernible features, cracked a rogue smile with glinting eyes and dimples: "That was spitting at you, a bully relying on power. This lady came to seek medical help, what’s it to your building? Besides, the Alchemist inside hasn’t said he won’t treat her."
The waiter was about to speak when suddenly his vision blurred, and he fainted with a thud.
A commotion arose among the crowd. His colleagues looked at each other and hurriedly carried the fainted waiter inside.
At this moment, the manager of Qianbin Building came out. He glared irritably at the kneeling woman, then at the onlookers, "You’ve got some nerve; do you know who’s inside? The youngest High-level Alchemist from Danlu, Chen Jiangyin himself. Alchemist Chen’s rule is well known across the Eastern Continent; the fee of one hundred Gold Coins is a fixed rule. If you continue to kneel here, I will inform the government, and you’ll be taken away."
For some reason, upon hearing the so-called fixed visiting fee from the manager, the faces of the two beggars seemed rather odd.
Upon hearing this, the woman’s face turned ashen. She, a poor woman, where would she get one hundred Gold Coins? But Chen Jiangyin’s rule was known the world over.
Just as the woman was in utter despair, one of the two beggars shouted and jumped up,
"Good people, please show mercy, in consideration of this poor lady and her even more pitiful child, those who have money give money, those who have strength give strength."
That beggar was interesting enough, actually begging for money in broad daylight.
He glanced in front of him and pushed the small beggar beside him, urging, "Hurry, where’s your begging bowl?"
"Begging without even a bowl, shameless," the small beggar disdainfully dragged out a large bowl.
The bowl, with golden ceramic patterns, shone white and spotless, not resembling a begging bowl at all, more like fine dinnerware from a noble’s home.
"Damn it, can’t you get a more decent bowl?" the elder beggar was exasperated, but for the moment, they couldn’t find a more suitable bowl.
After placing the bowl in front of him, the beggar searched himself and took out a few copper coins, tossing them into the bowl.
"Looks quite pitiful, folks, let’s help out if we can," the onlookers, seeing the child’s cries growing weaker, felt compassion and generously opened their purses.
One copper coin from you, ten from me, and in no time, the bowl was filled with copper coins, roughly counted to five or six hundred.
It takes one hundred copper coins to exchange for one Gold Coin; this was still a far cry from the required one hundred Gold Coins.
The elder beggar became anxious; he had left without his moneybag in order to fully immerse himself in the life of a beggar, but now this annoying situation had arisen.
"Here are ninety-five Gold Coins, adding these, it comes to exactly one hundred Gold Coins," with a slap, a moneybag was thrown into the bowl.
The woman and the two beggars were stunned.
The crowd looked over, only to see a young girl step forward.
The sight of the girl set the crowd abuzz once again.
"Hey, isn’t that the good-for-nothing Yue Jinghua? I heard due to the issue with Prince Fa, she was left in a truly grotesque state, how come she looks quite healthy?"
"Thank you, kind miss," the young beggar glanced at Yue Jinghua, seeing her half-ugly, half-beautiful face, first startled, then smiled, his dimples looking attractive.
He was about to pick up the bowl when his hand was suddenly pressed down, and both the bowl with five or six hundred copper coins and the moneybag were snatched away by Yue Jinghua.
"What are you doing?" The youth was getting anxious, was she going back on her word?
"I am gathering the visitation fee, not to give it to the Alchemist inside, but... because I am an Alchemist," amidst the clattering of copper coins, all five or six hundred coins were poured into Yue Jinghua’s moneybag.
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