Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 809

Chapter 809: Chapter 244: Damn! Which Family Are These Monsters From? (Second Update)

So terrifying!

So impressive!

It’s like completely dominating various medicinal materials!

Those medicinal materials, in the blink of an eye, they can’t even see clearly or remember. Yet these two call out the names without thinking.

Just this alone makes everyone realize the understanding Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong have of medicinal materials is truly at a peak level.

Originally, they thought the task was impossible, but at this moment, seeing it manifest in these two, it appears so easy and effortless.

Feng Ping’s face looked increasingly grim.

Tens of thousands of stunned gazes fell into Feng Ping’s eyes, making him feel even more stifled in his heart.

He had no personal grudge against Mu Qingge or Mei Zizhong. The only reason for his disdain and desire to make things difficult was because they didn’t follow the rules, wanting to break the tradition of the Alchemy Institute.

However, at this moment, the two are proving themselves with strength, causing him to both appreciate their talent and aptitude and feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Because the better they perform, the more it highlights his narrow-mindedness.

Feng Ping’s two attendants closed the books in their hands, faces faintly pale, looking at Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong with fear in their eyes.

So formidable!

They have been following Feng Ping for years, familiar with the content in the books, yet cannot quickly name each medicinal material like them.

"The latter part." Feng Ping said in a deep voice.

Tens of thousands of people quieted down, holding their breath, waiting for the exciting continuation.

The voices of doubt against Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong have gradually disappeared. What remains is shock and admiration!

The two attendants put away the books, each pulling out a black opaque cloth band and handed it to the two. Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong exchanged a smile, calmly taking the cloth and covering their own eyes.

With their eyes covered, Feng Ping waved his hand, and immediately a pile of medicinal materials appeared before him.

"What’s this! Mixed together?"

"That’s too wicked, mixing them together, the smells are mingled, how to distinguish?"

"Damn! Too difficult!"

"There are at least a thousand kinds in this pile. All mixed together, how do you identify them by smell?"

The emergence of these medicinal materials released such a strong odor that Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong couldn’t help but wrinkle their brow. She transmitted to Mei Zizhong, ’Brother Mei, Feng Ping intentionally chose pungent medicinal materials, likely not with good intentions to let us pass. I suspect it also contains mild-scented ones, aiming to confuse us. Pay attention later.’

Mei Zizhong’s transmission was simply a single ’Hmm’.

After reminding Mei Zizhong, Mu Qingge no longer acted.

The discussions around made her heart amused. Previously, these people were despising her for using connections, and now they started to fight injustice on her behalf.

It seems that everything has a balance, excessively pushing can easily drive supporters toward the weaker side.

"Humph, let’s start." Feng Ping snorted coldly.

As soon as his words fell, Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong began to report the names of medicinal materials.

Their speed was hardly slower than before.

"Nine Fragrant Bugs."

"Six Divine Melody."

"Sea Sand Gold"

"Kelp."

"Ma Bo."

"Benzoin."

"Fengxiangzhi."

"Dry Lacquer."

"Suo Yang."

"Communicating Herb."

"Loquat Vine."

"Hook Vine."

"Ghost Arrow Feather."

"..."

"Bitter Wood."

"Green Wind Vine."

As the two reported each medicinal material name, one was picked out from that pile. Gradually, the medicinal material pile got smaller, and Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong’s speed became faster and faster.

"Tongxin Grass."

"Tongxin Grass."

The last medicinal material, held by Feng Ping’s attendant, Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong almost simultaneously said the name.

The attendant stood there dumbfounded, long forgetting where he was or what he was to do.

Not only him, but the tens of thousands below were also the same.

They gasped in amazement, truly deeply impacted by Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong’s prowess!

Tens of thousands couldn’t help but wonder in their hearts: if it were them, could they be so formidable?

Zhao Nanxing’s mouth showed a smile; he knew Mei Zizhong and Mu Qingge wouldn’t be deterred by any problem. Now, he hopes they perform even better to impress this crowd significantly.

Mu Qingge turned her eyes to look at him, with some surprise in her gaze.

However, Mei Zizhong conveyed a message to her with calm, serene eyes, ’Let me do it.’

Mu Qingge was a bit touched in her heart.

She knew that Mei Zizhong wanted to explore the third test first for fear there might be any hidden intrigue.

Mei Zizhong’s insistent gaze made it impossible for her to refuse.

She turned and said to Mei Zizhong, "Senior Brother, I believe in you."

Mei Zizhong gave a barely noticeable nod and looked calmly towards Feng Ping, waiting for his next words.

"The third test of alchemy requires you to simultaneously refine low-level, intermediate, advanced, and spirit-level elixirs. Whatever level of Alchemist you currently are, you must refine up to that level. Moreover, each level of elixir requires distinct efficacy and a high grade or better quality," Feng Ping explained the rules indifferently.

His words only made Mei Zizhong and Mu Qingge frown slightly.

But it left the tens of thousands below shocked.

"Damn! Refining elixirs of different levels at the same time, with different efficacy requirements and high-grade quality or better? That’s too difficult, isn’t it?"

"It’s indeed very challenging! Alchemy most fears distraction, yet now it demands the opposite, multitasking... this is simply..."

"This third test is not ordinarily hard, it seems excessively difficult."

Countless people felt this was an impossible task and sympathized with Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong’s situation, thinking that with their strength, following the rules to first enter the Outer Court and then enter the Inner Courtyard a year later would be quite easy. Now, if they fail, they won’t even get through the gates of the Alchemy Institute.

Zhao Nanxing looked extremely upset as he pushed through the crowd, striding quickly toward the stairs.

The markings on his clothes made the bystanders curious, and they quickly gave way.

When he reached the front and stood between Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong, he said to Feng Ping, "Master Feng Ping, is this really the exam question given by the institute?"

His questioning made Feng Ping’s brow furrow, and in a stern tone, he said, "Who are you? By saying such, do you think I am faking?"

Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong looked at Zhao Nanxing, not wanting him to get involved.

However, Zhao Nanxing continued, "I am an Inner Courtyard Disciple, a disciple under Master Dan Gui. I’m asking this not because I suspect Master Feng Ping of wrongdoing but because I’m curious why the institute would set such an unachievable test question! Not to mention these two haven’t formally entered the Alchemy Institute; even those who have studied for many years in the Alchemy Institute’s Inner Courtyard probably can’t do it, right?"

"So you’re a disciple of Master Dan Gui," Feng Ping’s severe expression eased a bit, but he still said sternly, "In respect for your mentor, I won’t hold today’s offense against you. This is not your concern, quickly step down."

"Master Feng Ping..." Zhao Nanxing frowned.

"Brother Zhao," Mu Qingge spoke up, stopping Zhao Nanxing’s voice of support, and shook her head slightly at him.

"You know each other?" Feng Ping scoffed at the interaction between Mu Qingge and Zhao Nanxing, "If you think you cannot do it, you may withdraw now."

Mu Qingge’s clear eyes calmly swept over Feng Ping, landing on Mei Zizhong. She asked, "Senior Brother Mei, what do you think?"

Mei Zizhong replied with a faint smile and nodded, "Although I’ve never done this before, I’m willing to give it a try."

He remained as serene as a cloud, without showing any anger despite the difficulty.

Mu Qingge smiled and nodded, pulling the indignant Zhao Nanxing a step back.