The most secure job in Dajin

Chapter 318, Acting According to One's Integrity
After the first body-shaping soup for repairing the physical body was prepared, Hua Changxi asked Yu Fu to arrange for someone to deliver medicine to the injured, giving priority to those with serious injuries. After that, she began to refine the second body-shaping soup.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the body-shaping soup for mortals must be carefully controlled to prevent the spiritual energy from entering the body and being too much for the mortal to handle.

As for the body-shaping soup consumed by cultivators, since it is divided into different realms, as long as the corresponding grade of spiritual medicine is used, there is no need to carefully control the increase or decrease of spiritual power.

As a result, Hua Changxi's alchemy speed increased significantly when refining the body-shaping soup needed by cultivators, and the amount of medicine she could refine increased several times over.

Watching as a large number of spiritual herbs were transformed into medicinal liquid in Hua Changxi's hands and then boiled into a medicinal soup, everyone present had this scene deeply imprinted in their minds.

"I'm afraid no one can rival Hua Changxi's alchemy skills at present."

"Not only now, but I'm afraid for a long time to come, no one will be able to surpass her."

"Her fire control skills are really impressive."

"It's not just fire control, but also the manipulation of spiritual power, which is truly awe-inspiring."

Refining different spiritual herbs requires different heat levels, and extracting the effective components from them requires precise control of spiritual energy.

Refining spiritual herbs one by one, with precise control over the heat and spiritual energy, is something most cultivators can do. However, refining hundreds of spiritual herbs at once is a daunting task.

After Hua Changxi finished brewing the second body-shaping soup to repair his physical body, the disciples on Danyuan Peak got busy.

"Those who can still walk, come and line up yourselves."

"Those who cannot move should stay in their positions. Disciples from Danyuan Peak will bring you medicine."

The disciples of Danyuan Peak were busy delivering medicine, while Hua Changxi was busy concocting medicinal soups. The fragrant aroma and rising steam of the medicine gave countless wounded people hope for survival.

Almost every half hour, Hua Changxi could brew a pot of body-shaping soup. After the fourth pot was finished, the soup in the first pot was almost gone, so she went back to brew the first body-shaping soup.

Hua Changxi's idea was to repair the physical body first. Once the physical body was restored, the injured person could hold on for longer and have a greater chance of survival.

Seeing the bustling activity at the Danyuan Peak medicine stalls, the doctors and alchemists from other stalls all tried to get a bowl of the Body Shaping Soup to study. After confirming that the soup could indeed treat the wounded in large numbers, they all became somewhat silent.

While Hua Changxi's medical skills might not be much better than theirs in treating the wounded, his expertise in preparing and refining medicine far surpasses theirs.

Because she could supply enough medicinal soup, she was able to treat the wounded in large numbers, far surpassing them in the number of people she treated.

At the Qingyao Peak medicine stall, Meng Qingyao's expression was not good.

She was reflecting on herself. Back in the Xia and Meng families, she had only heard praise. After joining the Department of Medicine, because of her exceptional talent as a Fire-Wood Spirit Body, she never thought she would lose to anyone.

She was always confident in her Taoist medical skills.

Even though Hua Changxi brought the Dan Ding Altar and Dan Yuan Peak to life and promoted the revival of the Dan Sheng Temple, she didn't feel inferior to her.

But this time, after witnessing Hua Changxi's medicine preparation and alchemy techniques firsthand, her preconceived notions were shattered.

She lost!
They lost to Hua Changxi!

She couldn't prepare a batch of medicine to save lives, nor could she refine a large quantity of wound medicine in a short period of time!

Meng Qingyao felt bitter, but she took a deep breath to shake off the negative emotions in her mind and continued to carefully treat the injured.

In order to buy time and save more lives, the pharmacies continued to provide treatment even after nightfall.

At the medicine stall on Danyuan Peak, Hua Changxi simmered the body-repairing soup in pots one through four for three days and three nights before all the injured patients who needed it could drink it.

During this time, Hua Changxi returned to Danyuan Peak to recover her spiritual power, and then came back to continue refining the Ice Spirit Powder to clear away the fire poison.

Four days later, all the injured received a dose of Ice Spirit Powder.

After the injured person took the Ice Spirit Powder, the fire poison in their body was cleared away in no time.

Seeing how effective the Ice Spirit Powder was, some pharmacists who had no grudge against Hua Changxi came to him, wanting to ask for the prescription to study.

Hua Changxi generously provided the prescriptions, including not only the Ice Spirit Powder but also the Body-Shaping Herbal Soup for Repairing the Body.

Her actions have unsettled many people.

At the Qingyao Peak medicine stall, Meng Qingyao's mood worsened after reading the prescription.

The medicinal herbs that Hua Changxi used were not special; most of them were ordinary medicinal herbs. However, she was unaware of the medicinal properties of these herbs and the new medicinal properties that were stimulated when they were combined.

"It turns out that I still lack even the most basic knowledge of identifying the medicinal properties of elixirs."

After reviewing the prescription, the other physicians and alchemists had only one thought: they would definitely have to attend Hua Changxi's lectures at the Qihuang Hall in the future.

Hua Changxi has taken care of the physical repair and fire poison removal of the injured; the monks of Daxiang Temple and Dixiu Temple are in charge of eliminating the demonic energy; other physicians and alchemists now only need to suppress the demonic energy in the injured.

This made things much easier for all the medical staff. After refining the Ice Spirit Powder, Hua Changxi rested for a while before preparing to sit down and examine the injured. Her purpose was twofold: first, to help them suppress the demonic energy within their bodies, and second, to diagnose any other problems they might have.

"Changxi".

Hua Changxi had just sat down when Yan Zhenzhen came over.

Seeing Yan Zhenzhen, Hua Changxi was somewhat surprised: "Why did you come here?"

She had seen Yan Zhenzhen helping to maintain order when Jing was reciting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra for the injured.

Yan Zhenzhen smiled and said, "The masters of Daxiang Temple and Dixiu Temple chanted the Heart-Cleansing Mantra for seven days and seven nights. Most of the cultivators and mortals who were driven mad by the demonic energy have now come to their senses."

"I have nothing to do right now, so I thought I'd come and see you."

Yan Zhenzhen smiled at Hua Changxi: "You must be exhausted after refining medicine for seven days and seven nights?"

Hua Changxi smiled and said, "I'm fine."

Yan Zhenzhen continued with a smile, "Your skill this time has truly amazed everyone." As she spoke, her eyes shone brightly, "I never expected your alchemy skills to be so high."

Hua Changxi smiled modestly: "It's all about practice. The four arts of alchemy, formation, talisman, and weapon crafting all have commonalities, as you should know."

Yan Zhenzhen shook her head: "But your hands are too skilled."

Hua Changxi laughed and said, "If you've ever set up thousands or tens of thousands of formations, you'll be able to set up formations with your eyes closed in the future."

These words stirred something in Yan Zhenzhen's heart. Setting up thousands or tens of thousands of formations... Could it be that Changxi had refined tens of thousands of batches of pills?

Where did she get the time and the elixir?
Yan Zhenzhen didn't want to press the matter further, so she smiled and changed the subject, looking at her and asking, "What, are you going to see more patients?"

Hua Changxi nodded.

Upon seeing this, Yan Zhenzhen leaned closer and lowered her voice, saying, "If I were you, I would choose to go back and rest."

Hua Changxi assumed she was worried about her health, so she smiled and said, "I'm not tired."

She was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and it was quite easy for her to refine medicinal soups and powders of grade three or lower for several days and nights.

Furthermore, since many of the injured were cultivators, she wanted to take this opportunity to improve her diagnostic skills through observation, listening, questioning, and palpation.

Yan Zhenzhen: "It's not a matter of whether you're tired or not, it's that you can't be in the limelight anymore."

Upon hearing this, Hua Changxi looked astonished.

Seeing her reaction, Yan Zhenzhen sighed: "I know you don't have this intention, but others will think so."

"The body-shaping soup you brewed and the ice-spirit powder you refined have pulled most of the injured back from the brink of death. You can leave the rest of the work of saving lives to other doctors."

"You need to get the other doctors, pharmacists, and alchemists to show their skills as well."

Although Hua Changxi knew Yan Zhenzhen meant well, he still felt speechless: "It's just saving people, why all the fuss? They wanted to show off, and I didn't stop them."

Yan Zhenzhen paused for a moment: "Let me put it this way: because of your existence, all the injured now only remember your kindness."

"The reason why all parties are so actively involved in this turmoil at the Weapon Saint Palace is that they are all aiming to gain fame and prestige."

Hua Changxi: "Hearing you say that makes me so irritable."

Yan Zhenzhen: "The injured are not in immediate danger. With the treatment of other medical professionals, they will all recover. You don't need to worry about the rest."

Hua Changxi frowned: "Although they are no longer in mortal danger, they will continue to suffer until their injuries are fully healed. Do I have to turn a blind eye to the pain of the injured so that some people can gain so-called fame?"

Yan Zhenzhen opened her mouth, unsure how to respond.

Hua Changxi looked at her: "If your relatives or friends were among the injured, would you still stop me like this?"

Yan Zhenzhen: "."

Hua Changxi said with a serious expression: "I know you mean well, but I am a doctor. I cannot abandon patients who need treatment just to please certain people."

Yan Zhenzhen: "But you'll offend a lot of people."

Hua Changxi: "I act solely on my conscience; outsiders are not within my consideration."

Seeing Hua Changxi's resolute attitude, Yan Zhenzhen didn't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)