Soon, the elders consumed the Small Gathering Qi Pills.
This proved that Chen Fan’s concoctions were indeed Gathering Qi Pills.
This made Ji Lingyun wish he could find a hole to crawl into.
His face dark, he felt incredibly embarrassed, utterly mortified.
The surrounding elders all wore gloating expressions, looking at Ji Lingyun with amusement.
Ji Lingyun, having no other recourse, could only brace himself and address Chen Fan, "Young Master Chen!"
Chen Fan smiled faintly, saying nothing more.
An Ye commented, "This… truly fits the saying, 'He who digs his own grave cannot blame others for his death!'"
Ji Lingyun was so ashamed that his head felt as if it were filled with lead, and he lowered it.
Chen Fan turned to Ouyang Hui and asked, "Valley Master Ouyang, can we proceed with our cooperation now?"
Ouyang Hui nodded, "Naturally."
"And what about the method for refining Gathering Qi Pills?"
Chen Fan replied with a smile, "Since it's a cooperation, naturally, we will teach the refining method to your Medicine King Valley!"
Ouyang Hui nodded, "If that's the case, then I have nothing more to say!"
"Master Ji, you should learn the refining method from Young Friend Chen now! Although you lost face earlier, this is now a blessing in disguise!"
Even though Ji Lingyun felt unwilling, the allure of the Gathering Qi Pill’s refining method was too great for him.
He nodded vigorously, like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Yes, yes, yes…"
"Young Master Chen!"
Chen Fan was both a Grandmaster and a master alchemist. He felt that calling him "Young Master" was not shameful at all.
After all, the man was sufficiently strong and powerful!
Chen Fan heard this and smiled. He hadn't expected Ji Lingyun to be so accommodating.
Indeed…
If others were polite to him, he would naturally be polite in return, because courtesy was reciprocal.
Chen Fan casually replied, "You are too kind!"
And so, Chen Fan and An Ye stayed at Medicine King Valley.
A cooperation was established.
Chen Fan taught Ji Lingyun the refining method for Gathering Qi Pills.
An Ye was tasked with finding herbs aged two hundred years or more.
Speaking of which, the resources of Medicine King Valley were truly abundant. In just a few days, An Ye had gathered a large bundle.
Among them were herbs dating back three hundred years. He had brought back so much that his arms were full.
Even Ouyang Hui, upon seeing this, felt a pang of heartache, likening it to a dull knife slicing his flesh.
However, on second thought, the refining method for Gathering Qi Pills that Chen Fan had provided was equally invaluable.
With the method for refining Gathering Qi Pills, they could cultivate martial realm powerhouses.
Thinking of this, the heartache subsided.
An Ye was ruthless in his selection, picking and choosing. No one in Medicine King Valley dared to say much, because An Ye was a Grandmaster.
Grandmasters were like dragons; almost no one dared to provoke them!
Thus, three days flew by, and An Ye had reaped a great harvest.
Ji Lingyun had also mastered the refining technique for Small Gathering Qi Pills. Under Chen Fan's tutelage, his long-standing doubts in alchemy had been answered.
At this moment, his admiration for Chen Fan was like an ever-flowing river.
Let alone calling him "Master," he could even call him "Grandpa," he was so thrilled.
In just three days, Ji Lingyun's alchemy skills had improved by leaps and bounds, comparable to more than a decade of his own research.
"Master Chen, you are truly incredible. Please accept my bow!"
Ji Lingyun immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed fervently, like pounding garlic.
Chen Fan, seeing this, laughed in exasperation, "No, no, no, don't be so dramatic!"
"No, no, no, once a master, always a master. Please accept another bow!"
"Would you perhaps consider taking me as your disciple!"
Chen Fan refused…
Ji Lingyun was taken aback, but a bright smile still adorned his face.