Li Qingfeng hadn't expected Chen Fan to be interested in the prize for first place. He said, "Young Master Chen, it's really nothing much, just a spot in the Medicine King Valley!"
"Besides, you're a Grandmaster, you shouldn't be lacking in resources!"
"So..."
The rest of his words remained unsaid.
Chen Fan understood the implied meaning perfectly.
He felt a bit awkward about it.
To be honest, he was severely lacking in aged medicinal herbs.
Since Old Man Hua had left, he had essentially had no resources for improving his cultivation.
Originally, he had intended to live as a carefree wanderer after entering the world, but who would have thought that Xia Taishan would reveal certain secrets to him, prompting him to resume his pursuit of strength?
This gradual process had led to a depletion of resources!
An Ye spoke up for Chen Fan, "Our boss doesn't lack resources, but he still needs to enter the Medicine King Valley! Because we are looking for some special aged herbs!"
Li Qingfeng nodded in understanding. "So that's how it is!"
"Very well, I understand!"
"I'll notify the Medicine King Valley right away!"
"Alright..."
Although Li Qingfeng said this, his heart was not entirely in agreement.
The reason was simple: the power of a Grandmaster was too terrifying. He dared not imagine what might happen if such a person were introduced into the Medicine King Valley.
Therefore, it was imperative to obtain consent from the Medicine King Valley.
After all, the practitioners of the martial arts world had not abandoned their traditional methods, and they had inherited them perfectly.
Chen Fan and An Ye waited in their seats.
"Be more low-key in the future!"
Chen Fan said.
An Ye snorted, "Those people are relentless. I've had enough!"
"I'll be careful next time!"
With things having reached this point, Chen Fan couldn't say much more.
Thus, the two waited for Li Qingfeng.
Before long, a white-bearded old man approached, respectfully addressing Chen Fan and the other man. "Young Master Chen, I am from the Yin family of Shancheng. Our Yin family is not a martial arts family. We are here today to seek medicine for my eldest son. He is a eunuch, and we wish to find some divine medicine!"
For some reason, Elder Yin felt that Chen Fan could save his son and thus mustered the courage to ask for medicine.
Chen Fan, naturally, had not expected this old man to dare to seek medicine from him.
After all, a Grandmaster was a terrifying existence!
Seeing Chen Fan remain silent, Elder Yin knelt on the ground. "Young Master Chen, please, save my son! If you can save my son, I am willing to give everything, including my life!"
Chen Fan had initially intended to refuse, but upon seeing Elder Yin's sincere plea, he couldn't bring himself to refuse. After all, he was also a healer, and a healer's heart was compassionate. He said, "Alright, get up!"
"I basically understand your situation!"
Elder Yin was taken aback by this. "Really? Is it true?"
An Ye gave Elder Yin an unfriendly look. "Our boss always keeps his word. You can get up now!"
Elder Yin hesitated for a moment, then quickly stood up without daring to delay. "Young Master Chen, thank you..."
"Then..."
Chen Fan glanced at the medicinal cauldron not far away and gestured to An Ye.
In a short while, the medicinal cauldron was filled with Chinese medicinal herbs, naturally mixed in the proportions Chen Fan had requested.
Subsequently, Chen Fan began refining the pill. It appeared as though he was merely meditating.
Just like that, over twenty minutes passed quickly.
With a click, the lid of the medicinal cauldron flew open, and a wave of medicinal fragrance surged out...