Unrivaled Medicine God Chapter 3: Grabbing Medicine

That green silhouette was none other than Lu-er, Ye Yuan's devoted maidservant who managed his daily needs.

Lu-er had an enchanting loveliness and cuteness, highlighted by her sparkling bright eyes that stirred warmth in everyone's hearts. Draped in a flowing green dress, she resembled a dainty green fairy.

Ye Yuan knew Lu-er intimately, of course. She had been his childhood playmate and the closest person to him aside from his parents.

Be it inside the family or out in the world, no one regarded Ye Yuan favorably—except for Lu-er. No matter how roguishly Ye Yuan acted outside, she tended to him with unwavering devotion.

Thus, the present Ye Yuan felt an instant kinship with Lu-er, treating her like a dear little sister, even if his former self loved to tease her.

Truth be told, despite Ye Yuan's wicked reputation, he never coerced women. He simply relished stirring up harmless trouble, though his jokes occasionally crossed the line.

By inheriting his predecessor's memories, Ye Yuan learned that the talent wasn't lacking at all. Those rotten habits arose purely from excessive spoiling, and his father Ye Hang bore a heavy share of the fault.

However, a father's affection resembles a vast mountain. Ye Yuan couldn't pin all the blame on Ye Hang. On the contrary, it touched him deeply, as Ye Hang mirrored the father from his previous life.

"Y-Young Master . . . Eh? Y-You're alright?"

Lu-er collided with Ye Yuan, startling her initially. When she looked up and saw his vibrant energy and vitality, overwhelming joy flooded her face.

Detecting Lu-er's sincere worry, Ye Yuan chuckled and responded, "I'm fine! Your young master is one lucky fellow! Surviving this calamity means endless good fortune ahead!"

"Teehee. Young Master, you're hilarious. But Lu-er believes that since you escaped this disaster, you might truly change in the days to come!"

A off-the-cuff comment held profound weight for a sharp listener.

Unable to fathom the source of Lu-er's certainty, Ye Yuan's pulse quickened. He thought to himself, this girl's instincts were astonishingly perceptive.

Ye Yuan grinned right away and declared, "Fine then, come with Young Master to grab some medicinal herbs from the Fragrant Medicine Pavilion."

Lu-er stayed quiet, merely dipping her head as she trailed behind Ye Yuan.

. . . . . .

The Ye Family's Fragrant Medicine Pavilion served as their medicinal store, ranking among the State of Qin's mighty influences. This prominence stemmed directly from Ye Hang's stature as an Alchemy Grandmaster.

In the modest State of Qin, an Alchemy Master already commanded immense respect, so an Alchemy Grandmaster's prestige soared even higher. Thanks to Ye Hang, the Fragrant Medicine Pavilion enjoyed an elite standing.

An Alchemy Grandmaster's title acted as a gleaming emblem in the State of Qin. Consequently, the Fragrant Medicine Pavilion was renowned far and wide. Though Ye Hang never personally treated patients, the pavilion's might was formidable. Its capital headquarters featured a daily Alchemy Master for consultations—a feat beyond minor factions.

Entering the Fragrant Medicine Pavilion with Lu-er, Ye Yuan drew several sidelong stares.

In the staff's gazes, Ye Yuan caught fear, contempt, and derision. He shook his head inwardly, lamenting how his predecessor's notoriety tainted even the innocent!

Ye Yuan ignored the servants completely, striding to the counter where he commanded an Alchemy Apprentice, "Paper and brush."

Recognizing Ye Yuan's position, the Alchemy Apprentice hurried, fetching paper and brush and placing them deferentially before him. Ye Yuan seized them, swiftly jotting a herb list and handing it back.

Not one for chit-chat, Ye Yuan instructed directly, "Prepare these medicinal herbs for me. Any issues, talk to my father."

The Alchemy Apprentice scanned the list, easing up upon seeing no rare treasures. He turned and went to gather the herbs.

These herbs were commonplace, yet the formula was extraordinary.

In his prior existence, Ye Yuan reigned as a peerless Alchemy Emperor. From youth, he had committed countless pill recipes to memory. His mastery over herbs and their properties delved into realms beyond comprehension. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been dubbed the prodigy poised to claim the Alchemy God Realm.

The Alchemy Apprentice failed to grasp Ye Yuan's aim, assuming the spoiled young master had suddenly taken to dabbling in herbs.

As the apprentice fetched the herbs, Ye Yuan led Lu-er to the consultation room. The on-duty master cast a brief disdainful look at Ye Yuan before resuming patient care.

These stationed masters were all Alchemy Masters, loyal retainers summoned by Ye Hang. Even across the State of Qin, they held notable rank—forget just the Fragrant Medicine Pavilion.

Patients here suffered bizarre ailments beyond common healers' skills. Observing the master's diagnosis, Ye Yuan shook his head quietly.

Were he in charge, Ye Yuan could offer far better remedies—several or even scores superior. But such feats would shock too greatly. Since the master's approach succeeded, Ye Yuan saw no need to intervene.

"Next," the master's attendant droned monotonously.

A burly man stepped up, his state dire: purple face, deathly aura on his brow, endless coughing. Poisoning symptoms, unmistakably.

The master checked his pulse and tongue, furrowing his brow slightly. "Mere Eighth Level Essence Qi Realm, yet you dared venture into the Endless Forest. The Seven Evils Flowing Cloud Python's lethal venom must have been excruciating, eh?"

The burly man took no offense at the master's jab. Instead, admiration lit his face as he smiled bitterly. "Master sees true. But I had no choice—my family depends on me. I hunt demonic beasts for a living. Before, my team stuck to the forest's edges. This time, fate dealt us the Seven Evils Flowing Cloud Python. Luck saved me; my comrades fell to its maw."

Finishing his tale, the burly man slumped in sorrow, the horror replaying vividly.

The Seven Evils Flowing Cloud Python, a Second Rank demonic beast matching human Spirit Condensation Realm strength, surpassed humans in battle prowess. At Eighth Level Essence Qi Realm, with similar comrades, defeat was inevitable. Escaping alive was a miracle.

The master nodded. "Fortune favored you indeed. That viper is savage and resilient. Surviving it counts as blessing. This toxin baffles others, but poses no challenge here at Fragrant Medicine Pavilion. Be warned, though—it's premium venom, so costs run high."

Ecstasy seized the burly man. He'd tried countless shops, all stumped. Fragrant Medicine Pavilion charged steeply, so he avoided it unless desperate. Yet the poison ravaged him; untreated, death loomed soon. Steeling himself, he came—and the master pinpointed it instantly!

"Rest easy, Master. I've scraped together savings over years. I hesitated to spend on antidote before. But with my family hanging on me, my death spells hardship for them. Cure this Seven Evils Flowing Cloud Python poison, and I'll pay every coin," the burly man hacked out amid coughs.

Danger bred riches; demonic beast hunters teetered on death's brink, amassing decent funds.

Truthfully, Ye Hang's Detoxification Pill outperformed all. But his lofty status made requests rare, reserved for State of Qin's royals at exorbitant prices. Such pills lay beyond this humble hunter's reach.

Satisfied, the master wasted no words, directing an attendant: "Green Flow Grass six grams, Vermillion Soul Sand six grams, Ironwind Eagle’s inner core nine grams, plus Daystar to bolster it. Brew and have this warrior down it. Also, pack two extra sets for home.

The attendant assented, grabbed the formula, and dispatched it. Back soon, he opened his mouth for 'Next'—but a gesture halted him.