Chapter 1: Whose Scenery is Whose!

  This sturdy fellow is an ordinary person with great physical strength.

  To open up one's own position is indeed an ordinary person.

  Whether it's opening the first meridian or the second meridian, it still can't be considered a cultivator. Only those who have opened their qi meridian and control the intangible air can barely be called a cultivator.

  "Former doctor, I... what's happening to me?!" The big man shouted in pain.

  The old man, who was called the original doctor, stroked his beard and looked at the big man with a clicking sound, saying: "There's nothing serious, you hand over a piece of 'Mò Dān', I'll give you a pill, guaranteed to recover within three days, and the medicine will cure the disease!"

  "What's wrong with Mo Dan?" The big Han's face changed color.

  "What's the matter? If you can't bear to part with it, then forget it! It's just as well that I, an old man, am also reluctant to give away my family's Dan pills, and giving them to you would be a waste." The old Taoist in black and white robes let out a cold snort.

  Following the self-proclaimed former doctor Lao Dao, Yao Tong also sneered and said: "That's right, our family's Yuanyi has a kind heart to save your life, you still worry about Mo Dan, taking a piece of Mo Dan is cheap for you!"

  "Alright, alright!" Dr. Yuan waved his hand.

  These two people, one with a white face and the other with a red face, are truly carefree.

  "Wait!" The burly man forced out a flattering smile, clutching at the tearing pain in his chest and said: "I'll give you a piece of inkstone, I hope Master Yuan will definitely help me stop this pain!"

  As he spoke, the sturdy man lightly patted his waist storage bag, and a black dan bead suddenly appeared in his hand.

  Lao Dao accepted the 'Mok Dan', a flash of joy in his eyes, but his face remained unchanged. He patted his storage bag and a bright red round pill fell into his hand.

  "Take this 'Mihuatang' and you will recover within three days!" The old man stroked his sparse beard, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

  "Excuse me, old doctor, can you stop the pain right away? My chest hurts so badly, it feels like there's a fire about to burst out!" The robust man shouted loudly.

  "It's not that easy to stop the pain immediately!" The old Taoist shook his head.

  As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the rice fire pill and sent it into the strong man's mouth.

  "You're giving him rice and millet cakes, you want to send him to his death!"

  Just then, Ye Xuan suddenly stood up and walked towards the robust man with a frown. He said coldly, "He has excessive internal fire, most likely due to being poisoned by fire toxin sometime ago. Then he drank 'fire pear tea', which triggered the backlash of the fire toxin in his body. If you don't feed him this rice fire pill, he will recover on his own after two or three periods of time. But if you do feed it to him and he eats the rice fire pill, even if he doesn't die, he won't be able to get up for three days. This is like adding fuel to the fire!"

  "How dare you speak like that!" The medicine boy suddenly shouted loudly.

  "Quack!" Ye Xuan said in a low voice.

  There is no shortage of swindlers in this world, nor is there a shortage of quack doctors.

  That old Daoist in the black and white robe was also enraged, pointing at Ye Xuan: "Good, good, good! You dare to say that Yuan is a mediocre doctor, I'll see how you treat him!"

  What can a mere child like you do!

  Ye Xuan wasn't going to bother reasoning with this elder, he glanced at the Great Han and said: "Didn't you go to the Flame Mountain Range a while back?"

  "Little brother, how did you know?!" The big man's eyes flashed with surprise.

  "You've been poisoned by fire!" Ye Xuan said slowly: "However, the poison isn't deep! Sit down in the chair!"

  The old Taoist in black and white robes had a changeable expression.

  This young man in green clothes says that there is indeed such a door, and it seems to have hit the root of the big man's illness! In this case, isn't he revealing that he is a swindler?

  "You little scamp, you're still young and yet you dare to swindle people!"

  Before the big man could sit down, Yuan Lao pointed at Ye Xuan and shouted: "What kind of trickery are you using? I think it's just a swindling technique. You're still young and don't know what's good for you, let me teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders!"

  The moment the old man's words fell, a hand suddenly stretched out from his sleeve and struck directly at Ye Xuan without asking for division.

  This palm strike has unmatched power, even a large rock can be crushed into powder.

  "Hmm!"

  Zhong Wangxue sat in front of the window, watching the scene below the attic. Her delicate red lips moved slightly, and a flash of anger appeared in her eyes, as if she was about to slap the wooden table and jump down.

  But she stopped at the next moment.

  Ye Xuan raised his right hand and directly blocked the old Dao's arm, then grabbed it again, grasping the old Dao's wrist. Compared to the old Dao's strength, Ye Xuan's power was much greater.

  As soon as they clashed, it was clear at a glance who was stronger and who was weaker.

  This old Taoist opened the second body position of the human body's Five Mystical Positions, his fist was as stable as Mount Tai, moving like the wind, and dynamic like a rabbit. However, what he didn't know was that Ye Xuan had also opened the second body position of the Five Mystical Positions!

  Both are masters of the same level, but compared to Ye Xuan, Lao Dao is already old in years and a deceitful swindler with no combat experience. How could he possibly be Ye Xuan's opponent?

  "Deservedly humiliated!" Ye Dahai took a sip of tea and shook his head.

  Ye Xuan blocked Lao Dao's retreat route with one hand, and slapped him with the other. Under the bright daylight, this slap was as fast as lightning, and landed heavily on Lao Dao's body!

  Bang!

  Dust flew everywhere, and the old Taoist fell to the ground.

  The old man was shocked in his heart. With his many years of experience in deceiving, this little guy looked like he didn't have any ability, but how come he was so fierce as soon as he made a move.

  He immediately scrambled to his feet, his face changing rapidly, and in an instant he was bowing respectfully, with a flattering smile: "It's Yuan Mou who has eyes but fails to recognize Mount Tai, and actually bumped into a senior in the medical field. It's Yuan Mou's lack of insight, I hope my young friend won't blame me!"

  Ye Xuan sighed secretly in his heart.

  It's indeed as his uncle said.

  Might makes right.

  This old man is obviously a quack doctor, a swindler who practices medicine, but if he himself loses, then it would really be said that he was fake.

  However, he won, and this old man immediately changed his tune.

  "You can deceive others, but I won't interfere. Go back and learn some medical skills properly. Don't expect to cure anyone, just don't make things worse!" Ye Xuan said helplessly.

  Perhaps due to his grandfather's influence, he always couldn't bear some corrupt and decadent things that ruin the medical profession.

  "Little friend is being taught a lesson, little friend is being taught a lesson!" The old man in the black and white robe hastily pulled up the medicine boy and said: "What are you still dazing about, hurry up and go!"

  An old man and a young man left the teahouse in a hurry while talking.

  "There are really many quacks in the medical field these days!"

  "This little friend should have some real skills!"

  Some whispers came out of the teahouse.

  Zhong Wangxue looked at the scene under the attic, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

  "Miss, it's done!" Xiaolian suddenly blinked her eyes and said happily.

  "What's wrong?" Zhong Wangxue asked, propping her chin on her hand.

  "It's settled then!" Xiaolian giggled and leaned in close to Zhong Wangxue, her small and adorable face inches from his.

  "Hero saves beauty?"

  Hero...

  Save beauty?

  Zhong Wangxue nodded and said, "This method is feasible!"

  ……

  After a cup of tea.

  "Little brother, what method did you use? It really doesn't hurt anymore!" The big man exclaimed with joy.

  The flush of blood on his face completely faded away, and the scorching pain in his chest also disappeared without a trace.

  The big man hastily said, "Young brother, take this block of ink cake as payment, otherwise I don't know how long I'll be in pain today!"

  Ye Xuan smiled and said, "It's just a trivial matter, if it were really a great effort, I would have asked you for the Ink Dan!"

  "Ah..." The big man heard this and hastily thanked him, saying: "Thanks a lot, little friend!"

  This ink pill was hard to come by, and he had also been poisoned by fire for the sake of obtaining this ink pill, otherwise it wouldn't have hurt so much.

  After accepting the thanks from the big man, Ye Xuan returned to his own chair.

  "After drinking some Easy Water Iced Tea, we should be going!" said Ye Dayou.

  Ye Xuan nodded slightly.

  "Tomorrow, the friend from Hengyishan will come to pick you up. When you arrive at Qingyingzong, be careful, as Qingyingzong is full of masters and those young talents are arrogant. Don't provoke them, your exceptional medical skills can't be lost, but also can't be revealed casually!" Ye Dahai said this in a slightly softer tone.

  "Uncle, I know!" Ye Xuan smiled slightly.

  Ye Dajiu also showed a smile, saying: "You are naturally clever and have a quick mind. Uncle didn't teach you that much, it seems that in your heart, you understand more than anyone else!"

  "Friend downstairs!"

  Just then, a woman's voice came from upstairs.

  Ye Xuan looked around and found that the person being called out was none other than himself, he couldn't help but feel surprised, his head lifted up.

  Only a young woman in blue clothes poked her head out, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, big clear and lively eyes, stretching out her white palm to wave.

  It was Zhong Wangxue.

  Ye Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he said, "What's the matter, miss?"

  He just felt like he had seen this woman somewhere before.

  "I'm feeling a bit unwell, I just saw my friend's exceptional medical skills, can you take a look at me?" Zhong Wangxue smiled brightly, her eyes shaped like crescent moons, looking very pretty.

  "What's wrong, miss?" Ye Xuan asked with some vigilance in his heart.

  This young woman looked like she was eighteen or nineteen years old, but her temperament was extraordinary. With every gesture, she exuded an aura that was unmatched by the rustic women and servant girls he had seen in his life.

  Not to mention these, after careful observation, it can be found that the woman's body is emitting a formless aura, and her strength is probably much higher than his.

  "Where does it hurt?" Zhong Wangxue tilted her head, her black hair falling to her shoulders, and looked at Ye Xuan calmly before smiling sweetly and saying: "I don't know where it hurts either, can you help me take a look?"

  Ye Xuan thought for a moment, he and the woman in blue had no grudges against each other, and she seemed somewhat familiar to him. She wouldn't be looking for trouble with him out of nowhere.

  "Wait a moment, miss!" Ye Xuan nodded and got up to head to the attic of the teahouse.

  "Miss, this method is not bad, right!" Xiaolian said with a smile, while putting the pastry into her mouth.

  "But I'm fine, not even sick!" Zhong Wangxue placed Qianqian's two fingers on the teacup, but didn't lift them at all, saying: "The only time something happened, it stumped countless prestigious doctors, and he was the one who cured her!"

  Tapping sound.

  Ye Xuan arrived at the attic.

  "Ah, little brother is here!" Xiaolian immediately waved her hand and handed Ye Xuan a chair.

  Ye Xuan sat down, his eyes looking towards Zhong Wangxue.

  Starting from downstairs, she looked unfamiliar at first glance, but upon closer inspection, he thought the woman was even more beautiful.

  Her face is as smooth as jade, her eyes are as clear as water, and she shines like a beautiful flower.

  "Miss, haven't we met before?"