"If this potion in hand was truly concocted by Jing Qingyan, how high could its quality be? I’m afraid it might even be sowhat inferior to those low-level healing potions circulated in the market, right?"
Xiao Ming looked at Jing Yan and really didn’t understand what Jing Yan was getting at.
If Jing Yan had engaged a top alchemist, or even a high-level alchemist with strong abilities to preside over the Pill Tower, that would make sense. But now, Jing Yan was showing a low-level healing potion prepared by Jing Qingyan to everyone for inspection—what was his intention?
They were pharmacists, not layn! Did Jing Yan really think he could fool them with just any bottle of dicine?
If Jing Yan really thought so, that would be laughable!
"Xiao Ming, do you recognize this Jing Qingyan? He should be from the Jing Family, right? How co I never heard of a pharmacist nad Jing Qingyan in the Jing Family?" A pharmacist standing next to Xiao Ming asked with furrowed brows, looking at Jing Qingyan and then at Xiao Ming, his face also full of doubt.
In Donglin City, the circle of pharmacists is indeed small.
Any pharmacist of slight renown, everyone would have at least heard the na.
Even if not within the city, but in the various areas of the region, such as the nurous towns and other places, everyone would have also heard of them.
"Jing Qingyan once studied dicine concoction with for a while," Xiao Ming said indifferently.
Hearing this, most of the pharmacists present furrowed their brows.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, an exclamatory scream ca from a pharmacist’s mouth.
This pharmacist had already opened the bottle and inspected the dicine while Xiao Ming and Jing Qingyan were conversing.
This person, an interdiate alchemist, was quite skilled.
When he opened the bottle, he didn’t have many expectations, just a casual look. However, when he slled the scent of the dicine, he was deeply moved all at once.
He let out a strange cry, drawing the attention of the other pharmacists.
"Is the quality of the dicine too poor, or to say, not even considered dicine?" Liu Bo also looked at the interdiate alchemist and said with a scornful tone.
However, the interdiate alchemist didn’t respond to Liu Bo’s words at all.
His face turned redder, and his breath grew heavier. In the end, his arms even began to tremble slightly.
"How could this be... How could this be..."
The pharmacist muttered as if in a daze.
"Brother Zhaoming, what’s wrong with you?" A pharmacist dressed in a blue robe looked at the interdiate alchemist with surprise.
"Brother Qing Yan, how was this low-level healing potion concocted?" The interdiate alchemist nad Zhaoming asked, turning respectfully to Jing Qingyan and bowing deeply.
Seeing this scene, the other pharmacists in the room all showed expressions of shock or astonishnt.
What’s happening with Zhaoming, the pharmacist? He’s an interdiate alchemist, and yet he shows such respect to Jing Qingyan?
"Joining the Splendid Pill Tower makes everything possible! I won’t hide it from you, only three days ago, I was just a pharmacist who barely qualified as a low-level alchemist, and now, I can already concoct an interdiate healing potion," Jing Qingyan said with a smile, his tone full of confidence and pride.
"Ha, how could this be possible? It’s simply absurd! Baseless talk!" Liu Bo erged again to assert his presence.
The other pharmacists also shook their heads.
What Jing Qingyan said did indeed sound like a fool’s dream, such words, it would be strange if people believed them.
"I believe in Brother Qing Yan!" Pharmacist Zhaoming said solemnly and seriously.
The low-level healing potion in his hand had given him an enormous shock.
"Ladies and gentlen, you might as well look at the low-level healing potion in your hands, examine its quality. Then think about whether you could concoct it!" Zhaoming said to the surrounding pharmacists.
Although these pharmacists were skeptical of Zhaoming’s belief in Jing Qingyan, they still began to inspect the potions in their hands one by one. After all, it was a matter of rely lifting a hand to do so.
"What?"
"How could this be?"
"This is a low-level healing potion? I... its effect, it’s practically like an interdiate healing potion, isn’t it?"
Trembling voices continuously erged from the pharmacists, all of them stunned. They finally understood what Pharmacist Zhaoming ant.
Could they concoct a potion of such quality? The answer was, absolutely not.
Whether it’s a low-level or interdiate potion, they could still distinguish it. Low-level and interdiate potions use different materials, so there would be differences in both color and sll. Even if the differences weren’t significant, there would still be so.
All the pharmacists looked at Jing Qingyan with a completely changed gaze. If the potion was indeed concocted by Jing Qingyan, then Jing Qingyan’s achievents in the art of dicine were truly terrifying.
Even a Pill Master would probably not be able to concoct a low-level healing potion of such high quality, right?
Many pharmacists imdiately felt their hearts ablaze.
The people here, many of them, possessed a burning passion for the craft of potion-making. If they could make rapid advances in the field of potions at the Splendid Pill Tower, they wouldn’t mind dedicating themselves to serving the tower forever.
"Low-level Healing Potions are nothing to boast about," Liu Bo snorted arrogantly once again.
After inspecting the potions, his heart was greatly shaken as well. However, his task today was to cause trouble. Even though he was curious about how the potions were made, he still forced a disinterested appearance.
Jing Yan glanced at Liu Bo with a deep expression in his eyes.
Feeling Jing Yan’s gaze, Liu Bo felt a slight shiver in his heart. He had the sensation that Jing Yan’s eyes could see right through to his soul, understanding his thoughts.
"If it were only Low-level Healing Potions, naturally that wouldn’t amount to much," Jing Yan said with a smile.
"However, what we sell at the Splendid Pill Tower isn’t limited to just Low-level Healing Potions. The potions we sell cover a wide variety," he continued with a smile.
His words were no exaggeration.
Having inherited the Qiankun Pill Path, Jing Yan knew of potions recorded within it—so of which were long lost and only ntioned in ancient texts.
"Ladies and gentlen, please take a closer look at these potions!" Jing Yan gestured broadly with his arm.
Several porcelain bottles imdiately appeared on the ground before him.
All of these potions were personally concocted by Jing Yan.
To ensure that these pharmacists would serve the Splendid Pill Tower with unwavering loyalty, he had to present sothing that would truly astonish them.
With these potions at hand, at least half of the pharmacists would no doubt swear allegiance to the Splendid Pill Tower.
Moreover, Jing Yan had no intention of exploiting them. If they joined the Splendid Pill Tower, their treatnt would be far better than anywhere else.
And, as long as they were diligent and willing to work hard, even a Low-level Alchemist could reap handso rewards. Conversely, a lazy Advanced Alchemist might end up with nothing.
Jing Yan planned to reward pharmacists based on their output, ensuring fair compensation for their labor.
"Low-level Healing Potions..."
"Low-level Detoxification Potions..."
"Interdiate Calming Potions..."
"Advanced Healing Potions..."
"High-level Hallucinogenic Potions..."
The room was in chaos, all the pharmacists in a stupefied state. They were extrely startled; the quality of these potions surpassed their wildest expectations.
In their entire lives, they had never seen such high-quality potions of various kinds.
Among these potions, many were completely unfamiliar to them. They had never even heard of so!
It was utterly astonishing.
"Fellow practitioners, all these potions were personally concocted by Young Master Jing Yan. Young Master Jing Yan’s achievents in potion-making far exceed your imagination. To be frank, the reason I was able to concoct Interdiate Healing Potions within three days was all thanks to Young Master Jing Yan’s guidance," Jing Qingyan spoke up at the perfect mont.
Hearing Jing Qingyan’s words, the expressions of the pharmacists beca even more excited.
Now, they believed seven to eight parts out of ten in what Jing Yan and Jing Qingyan had said. The remaining two or three parts were only because they were too shocked, almost violating the foundation of their established knowledge.
"Young Master Jing Yan, if I join the Splendid Pill Tower, would you be willing to teach how to concoct potions?" asked a Pharmacist Apprentice, sowhat lacking in confidence.
Here were Basic-level Alchemists, Interdiate-level Alchemists, and Advanced Alchemists. So, would Jing Yan care about apprentice pharmacists like them? Would Jing Yan allow these lower-status Pharmacist Apprentices to join the Splendid Pill Tower?
"Of course!" Jing Yan replied with a smile. "However, due to my cultivation practice, I might not have much ti to interact with you. After joining the Splendid Pill Tower, you will likely be dealing more with Chief Pharmacist Jing Qingyan," he told the apprentice.
"Young Master Jing Yan, I’ll join; I am willing to forgo any remuneration and only wish for an opportunity," the apprentice said loudly, his face flushed with eagerness.
"Hehe, there will definitely be remuneration. And as I said before, if you’re willing to work hard, your earnings will certainly be far more than before; it won’t be a problem to see them multiplied by several fold," Jing Yan waved it off.
You have to let a horse graze if you want it to run. So pharmacists might be willing to forgo any remuneration now for the chance to learn the art of potion concoction, but over ti they would inevitably harbor resentnt. Once it reached that point, their lack of initiative would be inevitable.
"I want to join too!"
"Young Master Jing Yan, please let join!"
One after another, the Pharmacist Apprentices called out eagerly, voicing their desires, afraid of being a step behind others.
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