Unrivaled Medicine God c1-2204
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Ye Yuan was born in one of the top Alchemy families within the State of Qin. The family head was Ye Hang, who was also Ye Yuan's father, a low-rank Alchemy Grandmaster; an existence who held a prominent position within the State of Qin.
But sadly, Ye Hang was a tiger father who begot a dog for a son, having a useless silkpants, Ye Yuan, for a son. He only knew how to cause trouble every day and harmed good women. He did not even manage to become an Alchemy Apprentice after so long. It was such a disgrace that his face was thrown all the way back to his grandma's place.
However, Ye Hang did not mind all these. He never had any expectations for his son and had let Ye Yuan do whatever he wanted. He was even overprotective of him to the extreme. Every time Ye Yuan caused trouble outside, Ye Hang would end up wiping his *ss.
But as a father, he always hoped for his son to be promising. In the end, Ye Hang paid a huge price to admit Ye Yuan into the Dan Wu Academy, all just for the off chance that he would learn something. Who would have thought that this punk Ye Yuan, would get jealous over a woman and confidently challenged someone to a detoxification competition? The end result was that he poisoned himself to death!
After recalling his predecessor's memory, Ye Yuan sighed lightly. The original owner of this body could be considered one of a kind. To have actually killed himself in such manner, what sort of great courage and intellect were needed to do this!
Forget it. To think that I, Qingyun Zi, a dignified Alchemy Emperor successor, would one day end up transmigrated into the body of a silkpants. But since the Heavens blessed me, Qingyun Zi, to rebirth once more, I will take revenge for Father, for myself, and kill that wildly ambitious traitor with my own hands!
Thinking up to this point, Ye Yuan's expression became fierce, and his eyes filled with killing intent.
Ren Hongling obviously noticed Ye Yuan's expression, and he thought that Ye Yuan bored a grudge towards that punk from the Wan Family for harming him. She quickly tried to console him and said, "Son, one should abide one's time and wait for the right opportunity to seek vengeance. Our Ye Family will definitely settle this debt, but right now, the most important thing for you is to recuperate. We can discuss other matters in the future."
Feeling Ren Hongling's motherly love, Ye Yuan felt touched in his heart.
He inherited this body, so he naturally also inherited this body's feelings. No matter how much of a b*stard Ye Yuan was outside, he cared deeply for his parents who loved him very much.
"Mother, I'm sorry to have worried you."
Ren Hongling was stunned by her son's words. This punk caused trouble all the time outside that her heart was almost crushed, and yet she had never heard this punk say any heartfelt words. What's wrong with him today?
Could it be that after this incident, he suddenly woke up to reality?
After being stunned for a while, Ren Hongling immediately became overjoyed. With tears in her eyes, she said, "As long as you are alright."
At this moment, bam! The door to the room was kicked open.
"You aren't dead yet, you punk? You really scared your father!"
A thunderous voice shouted, making Ye Yuan's eardrums hurt. Even though the words were not very pleasant, anyone could hear the joy and concern within those words. Needless to say, the family head, Ye Hang, has arrived.
Ye Hang was born a little boorish. Nobody would connect him with his noble status as an Alchemy Grandmaster. In fact, he looked more like a rugged man from the mountains.
Hearing her husband's words, Ren Hongling turned over and glared at him. "Yuan-er just escaped death. Can't you say something nicer?"
Ye Hang did not mind her words and took a glance at the black blood before calming down. He laughed and said, "Looks like my, Ye Hang's son, has a blessed life. To even survived this, hahaha! Come, quickly swallow this Detoxification Pill, and purge the residual toxins from your body. You should be fine afterward."
Ye Hang casually took out a medicinal pill and was just about to stuff it into Ye Yuan's mouth.
Seeing this, Ye Yuan immediately jumped in fright and quickly shrunk back into his bed.
"Can this thing even be eaten?!" Ye Yuan cried out in shock.
Glaring with anger in his eyes, Ye Hang snarled, "You little punk, did the poison screw your brain up? Did you forget what status your father has?"
Ren Hongling also thought that Ye Yuan had some misgiving about the pill and quickly said, "Yuan-er, your father is an Alchemy Grandmaster. Even if His Majesty meets him, he will show some respect. Furthermore, this is your father. Would he possibly harm you?"
Ye Yuan's mouth twitched, and he declined to comment.
He obviously knew that this medicinal pill was a Detoxification Pill. Only that its quality was a little too weak. In his past life, Qingyun Zi's father was an Alchemy Emperor. He grew up eating medicinal pills as if he was eating jelly beans. How could he not even recognize something ordinary like the Detoxification Pill?
Although eating this pill would help to restrain the toxins in his body, its effects were too weak and would not be able to thoroughly eliminate all the residual toxins within his body.
The average alchemists were unable to detect these toxins, and it would not have too great of an effect on Ye Yuan's health in the future. But these toxins would lay hidden inside his body and would continuously become the body's burden. It would even affect his future advancements in the Martial Path.
The Intestine Rupturing Grass naturally was not worth mentioning in Ye Yuan's eyes. It was not even worth much in Ye Hang's eyes. It was just that when Ye Yuan was sent back home, the poison already spread thoroughly. He was only breathing in and not out, unable to even eat the Detoxification Pill. That's why Ye Hang was utterly helpless and was preparing to bring people to go fight it out with the Wan Family.
Before dying, Qingyun Zi was already at the Alchemy Emperor standard, so he could not be any more clear about these medicinal theories. His worldview and horizon obviously could not be compared with an Alchemy Grandmaster like Ye Hang.
Looking at his son's expression, Ye Hang felt severely provoked.
"You little punk! To actually dare questioned your father's pill refinement standards!"
Ye Yuan stared helplessly at the dull-looking black pill in his father's hand. Looking once again at the rage in his father's eyes, he opened his mouth and said, "Red Abalone Grass was more by two parts, and Green Snake Gall lacked by one part. It should have been a result of inadequate control when refining the pill. The biggest mistake was adding iron sulfate into the Detoxification Pill. Not only did it not improve the medicinal effects, it even messed up the composition of this Detoxification Pill. Father, since you have difficulty refining Tier 3 medicinal pill, you should just lower your standards."
Ye Hang's facial expression was fascinating right now. He was at first angry, followed by astonishment, and finally, he was left dumbfounded.
He was the one who refined this pill, so he was naturally aware of its properties. Ye Yuan's analysis was as if he saw it with his own eyes, and even if he saw it personally, he should not be able to analyze it this accurately.
Is this punk really his son?
Ye Hang could not help but become suspicious. Only after sizing him up did he confirm that this was indeed his son.
"Stop staring. I'm your son, really." Seeing Ye Hang's expression, Ye Yuan could not help but feel a little guilty, so he quickly defended himself.
"Hey brat, you couldn't possibly have pretended to be a pig in order to eat a tiger in the past, right? That's not right, because if you were really playing a sucker to catch a sucker, then why is it that you can't even resolve the poison from the Intestine Rupturing Grass?" Ye Hang felt that things did not quite add up.
Rolling his eyes, Ye Yuan quickly snatched the Detoxification Pill in Ye Hang's hands and swallowed it.
Chapter 2 - Spirit Bristle Nine Yang Divine Art
It was not that Ye Hang's medicine was ineffective, but instead, Ye Yuan'
s current condition was extremely abysmal.
Although Ye Hang's medicine would have some side effects, Ye Yuan could not be bothered to care much. At the moment, it was more important to alleviate the symptoms on this wretched body.
As for the hidden dangers left behind by this Detoxification Pill, Ye Yuan naturally has means to eliminate it.
Ever since obtaining this body, the great Alchemy Emperor Qingyun Zi could not bear to look at his own physique. He seriously did not understand how his predecessor survived for the past ten years or so.
Born in a prestigious Alchemy family, yet this punk did not even manage to reach the Second Level Essence Qi Realm.
Even if it was in a mortal country, being born in such a family and eating the most ordinary Essence Qi Pills like sweets, one should be at the Fourth Level Essence Qi Realm and above, right?
Wanting to cry but no tears flowed . . . This Alchemy Emperor could only use such phrase to describe his current emotion.
Using this dreadful body to withstand such a violent poison, no wonder Ye Yuan died. Although Qingyun Zi was now in possession of this body, there really was not much he could do with it at the moment. He could only do things one step at a time.
In the eyes of others, Ye Yuan's act of snatching the pill was revealing his true colors.
However, Ye Hang smirked. "Ha! I knew you were bluffing. You actually scared me for a moment."
Just now, Ye Hang realized something was amiss. This punk definitely snuck a look at the pill formula or overheard the family's retainers talked about him refining this Detoxification Pill. That was how he managed to know all the details about the pill. Since this punk was already cracking jokes, there should not be any major issues with his condition.
Regarding this, Ye Yuan definitely would not explain anything. Being ignorant and faking incompetence suited this body more. It would be better if he maintained a low profile.
"Father, Mother, I'm a little tired and want to rest for now." Ye Yuan wanting to recuperate requested them to leave.
"Yuan-er, you just recovered from a major illness. You should indeed rest more. If there is anything, let Lu-er inform us." His parents then brought everyone out of the room.
. . . . . .
Ye Yuan started to meditate. He circulated essence energy within his body to absorb the medicinal effect of the Detoxification Pill and purge the poison in his body.
However, the essence energy in his body was pitifully little, that he could only imagine its weak efficacy. An Alchemy Emperor of his generation just got another chance in life and then survived after being poisoned, but now nearly died from exasperation.
By the time all the medicinal effects from the pill in Ye Yuan's body were fully absorbed, it was almost dawn. This round of meditation actually took 12 hours. What a piece of work.
But this bout of hard work finally showed some results. Ye Yuan's current complexion was apparently much more radiant and rosier in color. The toxins in his body were already pretty much neutralized.
This naturally was not anything remarkable to the current Ye Yuan. With Qingyun Zi's attainments in the Dao of Alchemy, to thoroughly dig out all the efficacy of this tiny Detoxification Pill naturally was not difficult at all.
Thinking about it now, even though his predecessor was not serious about training, it was actually a blessing.
Currently, this body was akin to a blank piece of paper. Qingyun Zi could fiddle with it freely and not worry about wrecking this body. If his predecessor practiced martial arts haphazardly, Qingyun Zi would instead need to pay a hefty price to rebuild his foundation. This actually saved him some trouble.
It was just that although Intestine Rupturing Grass Poison was nothing serious, the efficacy of Ye Hang's Detoxification Pill was severely limited. Tiny amounts of residual toxins were still present in the body. Moreover, this Detoxification Pill had its own flaws, which also further left some medicinal toxins within Ye Yuan's body. After dawn breaks, he would need to find some medicinal herbs to completely eradicate the hidden dangers which could manifest in the future.
Luckily, the Ye Family is one of the prestigious Alchemy families in the State of Qin. Getting some medicinal herbs would not be an issue.
There was still some time left before dawn. Ye Yuan decided to properly strategize the path to take after his rebirth.
In the previous life, Qingyun Zi was obsessed with the Dao of Alchemy and somewhat neglected the Martial Dao. Otherwise, he would not be completely helpless in front of that traitor.
Qingyun Zi cultivated martial arts in order to refine better pills; as long as it was enough to use, it was all good. Because of this, he became the youngest Alchemy Emperor in the Divine Realm.
That year when he became an Alchemy Emperor, he was hailed by all major Holy Lands as the genius who was most likely to become an Alchemy God in these tens of thousands of years. One had to know, no one had managed to reach the level of an Alchemy God for several millennia.
However, all that glory had become history. Today, there was no longer the Divine Realm's genius Qingyun Zi, but only the Lower Realm's youth Ye Yuan who now stepped onto the path of revenge.
Since he had to take revenge against that traitor, Qingyun Zi would have to be diligent in the martial path in this life. Although that traitor's talent in the Dao of Alchemy was only slightly worse than Qingyun Zi, he was nonetheless undoubtedly a genius of the Martial Dao. To surpass him, the current Ye Yuan would have to put a lot of effort.
Initially, for a Lower Realm's youth in a mortal country, the most lacking aspect was definitely resources and techniques. Resources to the current Ye Yuan were indeed a luxury, but what he lacked the least was techniques.
Regardless whether in the Lower Realm or in the Divine realm, an alchemist was always treated with exceptional respect. Furthermore, Qingyun Zi's father, Zhengyang Zi was the number one Alchemy Emperor in the Divine Realm. The numbers of techniques acc.u.mulated over the years were countless.
Even though Qingyun Zi was not very receptive to the Martial Dao, but in order to assist in Alchemic procedures, he extensively studied many martial art manuals to improve his cultivation. To find a few techniques suitable for him was naturally nothing difficult.
Sorting out the memories of his previous life, Ye Yuan finally decided on a martial art called the Spirit Bristle Nine Yang Divine Art as his core cultivation technique.
This martial art was the core cultivation technique of the Divine Realm's renowned Spirit Bristle Divine King. That year, to refine a Ninth Rank Medicinal Pill, he came to beg Zhengyang Zi. However, failing to amass sufficient remuneration, instead, he left his primary cultivation technique behind.
This technique was abnormally tyrannical. Spirit Bristle Divine King relied on this technique to become undefeated in the Divine Realm, becoming one of the top ten most mysterious existence.
In the Divine Realm, anything with the word 'Divine' attached to it was incomparably precious. Such item would cause an absolute blood fest.
That year when the Spirit Bristle Nine Yang Divine Art was revealed, the entire Divine Realm was shaken. In order to snatch this technique, it was said over 10 Divine Kings fell. In the end, it ended up in the hands of the then little-known figure, the Spirit Bristle Divine King.
He laid low for over a decade before bursting forth, becoming the Divine Realm's top Divine King in a single stroke. Were it not for how extraordinarily precious and vital the Ninth Rank Medicinal Pill was to the Spirit Bristle Divine King, there was no way he would have used this technique to exchange for it.
Of course, he was at ease with passing this technique over to Zhengyang Zi because Zhengyang Zi and his son were obsessed with the Dao of Alchemy and had neither ulterior motive nor any intention to contend in this world.
Ye Yuan studied the Spirit Bristle Nine Yang Divine Art before cultivating according to the manual. Traces of essence energy seeped through the body and started giving off a faint yellow glow.
At the Ess
ence Qi Realm, a cultivator would direct essence energy from the heaven and earth into the body. This was the foundation realm in cultivation.
Essence Qi Realm might appear seemingly unimportant. However, it was a vital realm when cultivating martial arts. A towering skyscr.a.p.er built on flat ground would require a solid foundation. Without a proper foundation, it would be like a rootless plant which would one day fail to support its growth. It was common knowledge among cultivators. But when cultivating martial arts, only a few actually applied this. Many cultivators would blindly pursue cultivation speed and unknowingly cut-off their own future.
"Huuuu . . ."
Four hours later, Ye Yuan awakened from his meditation and exhaled a long breath.
"This Spirit Bristle Nine Yang Divine Art is indeed powerful. Although these four hours of cultivation didn't increase much essence in my body, the quality is extremely pure. If I carry on cultivating like this, wouldn't I be invincible within the same realm?"
Ye Yuan who used to be an Alchemy Emperor naturally had broad horizons. For him to give such an appraisal to this technique showed how extraordinary it was.
During the past four hours, Ye Yuan had used the Spirit Bristle Nine Yang Divine Art to temper what little essence energy his predecessor had. This process refined the essence energy in his dantian which led to it becoming much more pure in terms of quality.
But by doing so, his realm did not advance. Instead, it deteriorated all the way down to the First Level Essence Qi Realm.
Fortunately, his predecessor neglected his cultivation during the past years. Otherwise, Ye Yuan would have to expend much effort to refine his body's essence energy. This could be considered profiting from a disaster.
Now that the sky was already bright, Ye Yuan got up and left the room to grab some medicines for his body from the Ye Family's medicine warehouse. Right after stepping out of the room, a green figure collided with him.