Fang Yu said with a smile:
"Who says you can’t judge what kind of dicinal materials are in the box without opening it?"
Jiang Shanshui snorted coldly and said, "Fine, don’t open it..."
He too was an expert in identifying herbs.
He knew the thod of discerning by scent, but such a thod was prone to mistakes.
Jiang Shanshui leaned over the box and took a whiff, his brows furrowed slightly, imdiately followed by a nod.
"Your turn."
Fang Yu shook his head, "I’ve made my choice a while ago."
"Alright, let’s both write our answers on paper and see who’s correct," said Jiang Shanshui.
Not long after.
Pen and paper were brought over.
The two of them stood on either side.
Jiang Shanshui wrote his answer on the paper, casting a cold glance at Fang Yu, who was writing furiously across from him.
It took him a while to finally put the pen down.
"Don’t rush, write it down only when you’re sure. If it’s wrong, you lose," said Jiang Shanshui.
"I’m done," Fang Yu nodded.
Both of them unveiled their answers at the sa ti.
They exchanged papers.
Fang Yu saw Jiang Shanshui’s paper, with only two answers: "Nine Leaves Grass, Chrysanthemum."
But Jiang Shanshui stared wide-eyed at the half-page full of answers in Fang Yu’s hand: "Nine Leaves Grass, Chrysanthemum, Dandelion, Licorice..."
"Old Jiang, is your nose not working... Couldn’t you even sll the sweet scent of licorice?"
"How could there be so many different herbs?"
It’s easy to distinguish one kind of herb.
But it becos difficult when a group of herbs are put together.
Not only did Fang Yu list them all, but he also got every single one right.
Jiang Shanshui couldn’t believe it.
He hurried over to the box and opened it.
Clatter!
Inside the box lay Nine Leaves Grass, Chrysanthemum, Licorice, and other herbs, which caught his eye.
Jiang Shanshui staggered back a step, staring in disbelief, "How... How is this possible?"
"There’s nothing impossible."
"Herbs should never be stored together like this. Aren’t you afraid of confusing their properties?" Jiang Shanshui’s hands trembled.
"Oh, you an this... Ye Xingchen and Chen Daotian helped with this. They don’t know anything about herbs. They just transported them over like feeding pigs."
Jiang Shanshui: "..."
He was completely speechless this ti.
"I don’t believe you’re that amazing. I want to test you separately!"
"Be my guest."
Jiang Shanshui pulled out another box from the pile of herbs and pushed it forward, taking a sniff first, "Just tell what herbs are inside!"
Fang Yu said nonchalantly:
"Ginseng, Betel Nut, Arisaema..."
"Bear Gallbladder, Dead Wood, Cotton Tree Flower..."
"In total, sixteen different herbs."
Jiang Shanshui hurriedly opened the box, carefully checking. Indeed, there were sixteen kinds of herbs, not one more, not one less, all correctly identified.
Seeing this, Jiang Shanshui sat down on the edge of the box, muttering, "How could it be so accurate?"
"Perhaps the young master is dog-zodiac," Shangguan Linghui whispered.
"...Stop talking nonsense," Fang Yu rolled his eyes, "I’m just too familiar with these herbs... You might not see it, but I’m actually a man who cares a lot about ho. I’ve always wanted to keep the won of my household plump and fair, so I diligently studied alchemy to create Anti-Aging Pills, elixirs to smooth out wrinkles..."
Hearing this.
Jiang Shanshui’s face stiffened.
But the three won quietly snickered.
In fact.
They had no idea that once upon a ti, the Dragon Emperor studied a hundred herbs by taste, buried himself in piles of them, and researched them for decades.
...
Jiang Shanshui slowly stood up, his face embarrassed, "I lost."
"If you lost, you work," Fang Yu wasn’t bothered to quibble over this, "I called you here today to help sort out these herbs... They’ve all been mixed together. These three will assist you, however you sort them, that’s how they’ll sort them."
"Alright," Jiang Shanshui was soone who honored his bets.
"Then let’s begin."
"Before we start, I want to ask... what grade of Alchemist are you?" Jiang Shanshui asked with an intense gaze.
Based on the skill of identifying dicinal herbs just now, Fang Yu’s Alchemy grade has to be at least Third Grade.
It might even be Fourth Grade.
Only an Alchemist of such grade could rely solely on the scent to accurately identify all the dicinal herbs.
Fang Yu cleared his throat and said, "Let tell you seriously... my Alchemy grade is, Heavenly Rank."
Buzz.
Jiang Shanshui’s body had a brief tremble.
Then quickly returned to normal.
"Even though you won against ... but aren’t you afraid of twisting your tongue boasting like that?" Jiang Shanshui said.
"Boasting?"
Fang Yu couldn’t help but laugh, "Do you have so misunderstanding about boasting? Once you truly understand , you’ll realize that every word I say, every character, even the punctuation marks, are all so modest."
"..."
Jiang Shanshui found he was utterly unable to communicate with the young man in front of him and gave up talking.
"Let’s sort the dicinal herbs... just tell the proportions you want."
Fang Yu smiled and then told Jiang Shanshui the proportions one by one.
Understanding, Jiang Shanshui nodded and said, "I ca to help you because I promised Doctor Song... I don’t need any Life-extending Pills from you. When I leave, I will take so dicinal herbs, that’s not excessive, right?"
"Of course, that’s fine... I’m just afraid that you will regret it."
Jiang Shanshui said, "Only fools regret."
Then he started working.
Ye Wenjun and the others covered their mouths to steal laughs, following Jiang Shanshui and sorting the dicinal Grass.
Very quickly.
A pile of dicinal herbs was sorted out.
Fang Yu raised his hand, and below the Furnace Tripod, a blue fla suddenly flared up.
With a surge of the fla light.
The Furnace Tripod began to heat up.
With a single palm lifting upward.
Boom.
Flas erged.
Jiang Shanshui couldn’t help but glance over, exclaiming in surprise, "High Class Cultivator!"
Only a High Class Cultivator could burn blue flas using Inner Essence.
They could also use the Gang Qi generated by Inner Essence to lift the Furnace Tripod.
The purpose was only one—rotation!
Just like a chef stirring food, continuously tossing the wok.
The Furnace Tripod also needs to be continuously rotated to allow the flas to spread the heat more evenly and quickly.
Whoosh.
Whoosh whoosh!
The fla light grew brighter, and the flas grew taller.
As the Furnace Tripod turned red.
Fang Yu stamped his foot and said, "Speed up your sorting... "
"Okay!"
Jiang Shanshui, true to his seasoned experience, sorted the dicinal herbs at great speed.
Despite his age, his movents were precise.
The other three won combined couldn’t match his speed.
Before long, another pile of dicinal herbs was sorted.
With a single wave of Fang Yu’s palm.
The closest pile of dicinal herbs flew into the Furnace Tripod.
White vapor began to rise.
The refining began!
Fang Yu lifted his foot, and the cover of the Furnace Tripod, light as a bubble, was effortlessly kicked up.
With a buzzing sound, it closed.
Imdiately after, with a single palm strike.
Boom!
The Furnace Tripod landed on the ground.
"The rest of the ti is all about the right fire control! Don’t stop your sorting of dicinal herbs. During the refinent process, I’ll need to add at least five portions of dicinal herbs of the sa amount. Also, do not disturb !"
"Okay!"
Jiang Shanshui nodded.
Even though he disagreed in his mind, he worked diligently and accurately!
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