Jiang Fan stepped forward. The figure in brocade clothes reminded him of a person, Ye Shaocheng, the young master of the Night Gate whom he had rescued from the robber's dungeon.
The eyes of the young man opposite him were full of teasing: "Young Master Ye, you don't still think that you are the young master of the Night Gate and the only heir, right? You are just a forgotten waste now. Just because of your
With the strength of the three-legged cat, you still want to threaten me like you did back then? In my eyes, you are no different from trash. If I were you, I would immediately find a rope and hang myself."
Jiang Fan looked at them, and the steward on the side whispered: "Master Jiang, these two are troublesome people, it's better not to mess with them. One is the genius of Baiye City and the disciple of the city lord. The other is more troublesome, the little devil back then.
The head is fearless, and relying on his status as a young master, he is lawless and acts recklessly. Many people dare to be angry but dare not speak out. However, later he was playful and disappeared for several years. He only appeared recently. There are rumors that he was put under house arrest by his father.
Get up. I was originally very talented, but it’s a pity that I’ve ended up like this now. It’s really hard to be destined!”
Hearing this, Jiang Fan was a little surprised. In his impression, Ye Shaocheng was not a playboy, and there were some things he couldn't pretend to be.
There may be only one possibility. This kid's edges have been smoothed away. It's hard to imagine what he went through in that damp dungeon in the past few years.
But this might also be a good thing for him.
Under the surprised look of the steward, Jiang Fan patted Ye Shaocheng on the shoulder.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Shaocheng was already upset at this time. He frowned and looked this way. When he saw Jiang Fan's face, his brows relaxed, revealing a look of surprise.
"Expert! It's you!"
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "I didn't expect to meet you here. You put on good clothes and I still don't recognize you. Let's go in and talk."
After saying that, he looked at the steward: "Okay, I want this room."
From the beginning to the end, Jiang Fan didn't even look at the young man. The young man was a little angry.
He grabbed Jiang Fan's shoulder directly: "Who are you?"
But as soon as he put his hand on Jiang Fan, he felt a strong force that knocked him away.
His whole body was completely pressed against the wall behind him, and the two guards were shocked.
"Be bold!"
The steward's expression changed. He couldn't afford to offend these three people, but he didn't take the guards seriously.
He said coldly: "That's enough, this is the Baixing Chamber of Commerce. You are not allowed to run wild here."
Jiang Fan shrugged, then put his arm around Ye Shaocheng's shoulders, pushed the door open and walked into the VIP room. He didn't care who the young man was. Strength speaks for itself.
The door closed with a bang, leaving all the people outside standing there.
Even if he was afraid that things would become too big to deal with, he glared at the two guards: "Why don't you help your young master get up?"
The young man struggled to stand up and wanted to rush into the VIP room. At this time, the steward reminded him in a low voice: "Sir, you are no match. There are so many people here watching."
The young man was obviously a face-conscious guy. He snorted coldly and led people towards another VIP room.
The steward then breathed a sigh of relief, and then ordered the waiters to treat Jiang Fan well and not to neglect them.
In the VIP room, Ye Shaocheng's face was full of surprise: "I didn't expect to see you here, Master, and you helped me out. Thank you very much."
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "If someone calls you a waste, you have to find a way to respond to him, practice harder, and make up for the wasted time. With your qualifications, it is only a matter of time before you catch up with him."
Hearing this, Ye Shaocheng felt helpless: "It's too late. I was imprisoned by those bastards during the best years of my cultivation. My father has found several pills to help me cleanse my marrow and unblock my meridians, but they can't expand my meridians. Basically,
I have already been stereotyped, and it is difficult for me to progress in my realm. I will only be a useless person in this life."
Jiang Fan looked at him with a smile: "You are quite interesting. I just heard that you are the most dandy young master in Baiye City, but I didn't notice it at all."
When Ye Shaocheng heard this, he laughed at himself: "It happened a few years ago, and it made an expert laugh."
The look in his eyes was a little lonely, but it made Jiang Fan more certain that this boy was no longer the playboy, and his mentality had already matured.
"I will help you temper your body and meridians. It may be difficult for others, but it is not difficult for me."
Hearing this, Ye Shaocheng's eyes lit up and he couldn't believe it: "Is what the master said true?"
Jiang Fandao: "What I said is true. It just takes some pills and time. It's not difficult."
Ye Shaocheng's face was filled with surprise, and he suddenly knelt down on his knees and kowtowed directly to Jiang Fan.
Boom——
Jiang Fan felt the ground tremble, which showed how hard Ye Shaocheng was exerting himself.
"Master, accept me as your disciple!"
Ye Shaocheng was a little excited at this time. He was full of respect for Jiang Fan when Jiang Fan broke into the dungeon and rescued him. Unfortunately, the situation was urgent at that time. It was a good opportunity for him to escape, and he didn't want to waste it.
Later on the carriage, Jiang Fan and the fierce-looking beauty were in the carriage, but he didn't dare to go in and disturb them. There was no communication along the way, and they parted ways later.
At this time, Jiang Fan wanted to solve his problem. Of course, he was very excited and became a disciple if he disagreed.
Jiang Fan did not hide away, but said calmly: "Become a disciple? Become a disciple to me, but you will have nothing to do with Night Gate, and you can't stay in Baiye City."
Ye Shaocheng clenched his fists: "Master, it's okay for me to leave. Can you let me hold my head high and leave Baiye City?"
Jiang Fan saw a hint of familiarity in Ye Shaocheng's eyes. He looked stubborn and looked very much like him before.
"This is not a problem, but there is a condition for being my disciple. You cannot be lazy."
Ye Shaocheng solemnly said: "I will never be lazy!"
Jiang Fan nodded: "Remember, my name is Jiang Fan. From today on, you are my apprentice."
"Disciple Ye Shaocheng, meet the master!"
Ye Shaocheng is a few years younger than him, but this does not affect Jiang Fan. After all, Jiang Fan's real mind is far from his current age.
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Okay, just wait!"
He then began to rummage through the treasure bag. He still remembered that he had refined similar elixirs.
Unfortunately, after searching around, I couldn't find it.
"There are no elixirs left on me. Come here first. I'll check it for you and then make a plan."
Ye Shaocheng stood up and came to Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan uses his spiritual consciousness to sense the other party's meridians and physical condition.
The pharmacists in the Black Cloud Realm are not weak. Although they are not as good as the Great Thousand Worlds, they are definitely much more numerous than those in the Ziwei Continent. There should still be a few heaven-level pharmacists.
Logically speaking, they should be able to solve the problems at Ye Shaocheng's level, but why can't they be solved until now?
After the examination, Jiang Fan discovered that the problem was actually due to Ye Shaocheng's physical condition.
Although he has not practiced in these years, his physical body has strengthened his physical blood and meridians on its own, allowing him to maintain the strongest state. Therefore, the meridians are now very tough and the power of the blood is also very powerful. Unfortunately, it does not contain any spiritual power. Because of this
, it cannot be treated, and the effect of elixirs is very limited.
Jiang Fan understood the general idea and finally retreated to his spiritual consciousness.
Ye Shaocheng looked at Jiang Fan expectantly: "Master, how sure are you?"
"One hundred percent!"
Jiang Fan was very confident, and Ye Shaocheng was also ecstatic after hearing this.
Speaking of this, Jiang Fan raised the corners of his mouth, but his smile looked a little malicious, which made Ye Shaocheng feel that something was wrong.
"Master, what do you want to do?"
Jiang Fan was very relaxed: "If you don't break it, you won't stand it. Don't be afraid, just relax."
Before Ye Shaocheng could react, he suddenly found that he couldn't move.
Then Jiang Fan found a pill and stuffed it into his mouth. The next moment, a ball of pure spiritual power gathered in Jiang Fan's palm and hit his Dantian directly.
The tough sea of energy was instantly penetrated, and he felt huge pain all over his body, but he couldn't scream.
The only realm he had was falling rapidly, and his spiritual power continued to decline. The feeling was extremely terrifying.
He didn't expect Jiang Fan to take action suddenly, without giving him any chance to prepare.
Jiang Fan still smiled: "Don't be afraid, there is nothing scary about such a trivial matter."
Under the action of the Alchemy Chapter, the elixir was quickly transformed into medicinal power and injected into his blood.
When the last trace of spiritual power in his body disappeared, Jiang Fan stopped, and then repaired his sea of qi with the Alchemy Chapter, and coupled with the baptism of the elixir, the power of his bloodline became more pure.
Ye Shaocheng felt that he could move at this time, and he could also see that the sea of qi was slowly recovering, but his cultivation was completely destroyed, and there was not a trace of spiritual power left.
"My cultivation..."
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "It's just a small amount of cultivation. Once your physical problem is solved, you will be able to practice again soon. You are not allowed to start practicing without my permission. Do you understand?"
Ye Shaocheng could only choose to believe at this time, he had no other choice.
Jiang Fan took out a spiritual stone, imprinted a list on it with his spiritual consciousness, and handed it to Ye Shaocheng.
"Give this to the stewards and ask them to prepare these materials for me. We need them now."
Ye Shaocheng had calmed down at this time and nodded: "I'll do it right away."
Soon Ye Shaocheng returned to the room and reminded Jiang Fan that the auction was about to begin.
The materials Jiang Fan needed were not very high-end, so the Chamber of Commerce prepared them quickly, and Ye Shaocheng had already settled the account.
He looked at the contents of the treasure bag with some confusion: "Master, these are some alchemy materials. Are you still a pharmacist?"
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Is there anything strange about this? Otherwise, how can I repair your Qi Hai?"
After saying that, he directly took out the alchemy furnace, lit it with burning sky fire, and started refining the elixir in front of Ye Shaocheng.
Ye Shaocheng obviously didn't think of it, and said quickly: "Do we need to ask the Chamber of Commerce to prepare a refining pharmacy?"
Jiang Fan shook his head: "I still have to watch the auction. What's more, it's not a high-level elixir, so it doesn't require so much preparation."
"Is it really possible?" Ye Shaocheng was a little doubtful.
But the way Jiang Fan refined the medicine next was something he would never forget. Several materials were warmed and cured at the same time. Jiang Fan kept looking at the things on the auction table absentmindedly.
However, the materials were warmed and cured one after another, and were submerged into the alchemy furnace one after another, extremely calmly.
At this time, he also understood that Jiang Fan must have extremely high attainments in alchemy, otherwise he would not be so confident.