Douluo Continent: The Medicine Master Lives Inside My Body

Looking at the abundance of Blood Clotting Grass and at Yang Fan, who had turned the tide in the face of the clan's crisis, the clansmen felt an urge to kowtow to him.

"It really is Blood Clotting Herb!"

"That kid Yang Fan actually bought so many medicinal herbs for our sect without saying a word."

"You must have made a fortune abroad in the past three years."

Yang Fan's actions have established his image in the hearts of his people.

This performance in turning the tide has led many clansmen to believe that Yang Fan is the only choice for the next clan leader.

Regardless of whether Yang Fan wasted his cultivation talent in these three years, he is still...

"Little...Little Sail".

"How did you get these blood-clotting herbs?"

Yang Wudi knew about his grandson's strength and the abnormal spirit rings he possessed, but he never knew that the kid was also so rich.

“I bought it!”

"On my way back, I found a storage soul tool with one million gold soul coins inside."

Yang Fan wasn't lying this time!

However, this statement was the most unbelievable to Yang Wudi in the past three years of Yang Fan's experience.

Picked it up?

Why hasn't he found it yet, even though he's over seventy years old?

At this moment, Yang Wudi did not dwell on Yang Fan's explanation.

This kid has too many secrets!

However, many secrets cannot be known to the clansmen.

“Moving the goods!”

Yang Wudi uttered those two words almost with trembling hands.

"Xiao Fan, on behalf of the clan, I must thank you properly. It is you who helped our Po clan overcome this difficulty!"

The two elders also didn't believe Yang Fan's claim of picking up a million gold soul coins; however, they were no longer the spirited young men they had been decades ago.

There's so much to say!

There are many things that cannot be said!

Let me tell you...

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Chapter 82 The Meeting Between Yao Lao and Yang Wudi

The Blood Clotting Grass worth 800,000 Gold Soul Coins has been successfully stored.

Yang Fan thought the matter was now successfully resolved, and all that remained was to find an opportunity to settle scores with the Elephant Armor Sect.

but……

Despite having received years of instruction from the old medicine master, Yang Fan overestimated the alchemy skills of his clansmen.

Given the current capabilities of the Po clan, it would take at least a month to successfully refine the medicinal materials worth 300,000 gold soul coins, which would have already missed their delivery deadline to the Star Luo nobles.

After discussing with the two elders, Yang Wudi decided to improve upon the previous method.

They decided to first refine 100,000 units of Blood Clotting Powder for the Star Luo Noble buyer and then, after explaining the situation, refine another 250,000 units within a month.

Although this method will cost the Broken Clan an extra 50,000 gold soul coins and require the clan members to work hard, as long as the buyer agrees, the newly established sales channel can be preserved.

This method was unanimously approved by the tribespeople!

However... Yang Fan doesn't think so.

……

late at night.

Yang Fan quietly crouched down by his grandfather Yang Wudi's window.

Before he could make any sound, his grandfather's voice came from inside the room.

"You little brat, trying to run away again?"

Although the third uncle of the family made a contribution to the family along with Yang Fan during the day, he was still taught a lesson by Yang Wudi.

There is no other reason!

A Soul Emperor couldn't even keep an eye on Yang Fan, that brat, and let him run off and wipe out all the Blood Clotting Grass in Yunluo City and several surrounding towns overnight.

Isn't this shameful enough?

Yang Wudi knew that Yang Fan had gained considerable skill during his three years away from home, which was why he appointed the strongest member of the middle generation of his family as a gatekeeper. However, he still underestimated this brat Yang Fan.

"What are you saying?"

"I've come to see you because I have something very important to discuss. You should leave immediately."

After a brief silence in the room, Yang Wudi came out dressed.

"what's up?"

Yang Fan didn't explain, but just led his grandfather out.

Starting from the family, leaving Yunluo City, and entering the deep mountains behind Yunluo City...

Seeing that Yang Fan showed no sign of stopping, Yang Wudi's usually calm demeanor was no longer able to remain composed.

"Xiao Fan, where exactly are you taking Grandpa?"

Yang Fan suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at his grandfather, and said, "Grandpa, I have something to tell you."

"Ok!"

"Grandpa promises not to tell anyone about this."

Yang Wudi promised!

"When I was out traveling for training, I met a master who took me as his disciple. Many things I know were taught to me by this master."

Yang Wudi was surprised to hear this, but he didn't seem that surprised.

He had long suspected that there must be a powerful figure behind his grandson, otherwise he wouldn't have two ten-thousand-year soul rings.

"Grandpa, my master is a very skilled alchemist."

That was the only reason he told his grandfather about the existence of the old medicine master.

If the Po Clan wants to open up the market among the Star Luo Nobles and make a name for themselves with Blood Coagulation Powder in the Soul Master Competition, they need to solve the problem of having 300,000 Blood Coagulation Powder.

The only person who could refine the blood-clotting grass into medicine in such a short time was Yao Lao.

"A master alchemist?"

Yang Wudi had already understood his grandson's true purpose in bringing him away from the family.

this moment!

Yang Wudi had developed a slight expectation for the 'alchemy master' that Yang Fan had mentioned.

at this time……

A figure in a black cloak emerged silently from the shadows of the forest.

There is no sound!

The fact that this person could conceal his presence was enough for Yang Wudi to know that he was no ordinary person.

What surprised Yang Wudi the most was that the person in front of him seemed to have no feet or wings, but just floated out of the darkness like a ghost.

If Yang Fan hadn't brought him here, Yang Wudi would have already drawn his twelve-foot-long spear.

The man in the black cloak is none other than Yao Lao!

He used his fighting spirit to create a loose black cloak, making him look like an old man standing in the jungle under the cover of darkness.

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

Yang Wudi had long suspected that Yang Fan had helpers behind him, but he was still somewhat surprised when he actually saw them.

Does it matter who it is?

The old doctor said calmly.

"May I ask why you would like to take Xiao Fan as your apprentice?"

"Talent is valued!"

"Who wouldn't like a little guy with innate full soul power? If I could nurture him, wouldn't I, as his teacher, also become famous and renowned?"

The old doctor's answer cannot be considered false!

He took Yang Fan as his disciple because he saw the boy's hard work, and his purpose in doing so was to hope that someone could cultivate the Burning Technique so that he could reshape his physical body.

But as time went on...

The situation in Douluo Continent gradually diminished his confidence in rebuilding his physical body, and he gradually devoted all his energy to nurturing Yang Fan.

The old doctor's answer made Yang Wudi believe it, but not completely.

If the old man in front of him wanted to harm his grandson, he could have done many things. The simplest and most direct way would have been to grab Yang Fan by the throat and make him submit. However, not only did he not do that, he even raised Yang Fan to be far ahead of his peers.

Even so, it still couldn't dispel Yang Wudi's vigilance.

The tragic experiences of the Broken Clan made Yang Wudi unwilling to trust anyone outside the four elemental sects.

While the two elderly people were chatting, Yang Fan had already prepared the three medicinal herbs he would take out from the storeroom to refine the blood-clotting powder.

Hemostatic herb, black vine, hibiscus mutabilis!

These three medicinal materials are the ingredients needed to refine ordinary blood-clotting powder.

Cheap and plentiful!