Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 1734 - 1725: Jiang Family

"This... is not necessary, right..."

Upon hearing Yao Yun’s words, Zhao Yiran was taken aback.

After all, this was the ancestor of the Yao Clan and one of the four Realm Lords of the Medicine World.

However, the other party’s politeness left him somewhat flattered and overwhelmed.

"Brother Zhao, the injuries inside your body will take at least two months, at most six months to heal on their own. During this time, it’s impossible for you to cultivate and you can only rely on medicinal treatment. In fact, I’ve been trying to find a way to treat you but haven’t been able to find suitable medicinal materials. Since Elder Yun is going to treat someone, we might as well accompany him. It would be a good opportunity to request some medicinal materials from him," Mo Wangchen finally spoke.

Previously in Guangwu City, he had checked Zhao Yiran’s injuries, which were neither minor nor major. His Divine Sea was damaged, and self-repair wouldn’t be as straightforward as imagined.

"This..."

Seeing even Mo Wangchen speak up like this, Zhao Yiran couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment and eventually nodded, "Very well."

Since being injured by Zhou Yunrong, Zhao Yiran realized that his internal injuries couldn’t recover over a short period. Therefore, he naturally wouldn’t refuse Mo Wangchen and Elder Yun’s proposal.

Upon hearing Mo Wangchen’s words, Yao Yun couldn’t help but be surprised, inspecting the other, he asked, "I sense that this little friend’s aura doesn’t belong to our Medicine World. Could it be that you also understand pharmacology?"

"Just some superficial knowledge, not worth mentioning," Mo Wangchen smiled modestly.

Hearing this, Elder Yun nodded. The Medicine World’s Alchemy Dao was flourishing, and many people began understanding the Pill Dao from a young age. In the Medicine World, young people like Mo Wangchen who knew the Pill Dao were not few, but the question was, he wasn’t from the Medicine World. Understanding the Pill Dao at such a young age was no simple feat.

However, although it was somewhat unexpected, it wasn’t particularly surprising. After all, the Ten Thousand Realms were so vast, not only the Medicine World could have some geniuses in the Pill Dao.

Very soon, under Elder Yun’s leadership, a group of seven entered the luxurious war chariot.

One wouldn’t know unless they entered; from the outside, the war chariot didn’t appear large, but inside, Mo Wangchen and the others discovered that the interior space was like a separate world, several times larger than what was visible from the outside.

"This... Great-grandfather... you really want to take them to the Jiang Family?"

Yao Scumbag was taken aback, and not until Mo Wangchen and others had all entered the chariot did she finally react, reluctantly saying, "Only great-grandfather has the privilege to let me drive the chariot. If others are inside..."

"You girl, why so much nonsense? Set off immediately. If you delay the Jiang Family’s treatment, I’ll ground you for a thousand years, not allowing you to leave the Yao Clan," Yao Yun reprimanded with a glare.

In reality, he was merely scaring Yao Scumbag. He couldn’t possibly confine her within the Yao Clan for a thousand years. This little ancestor was troublesome enough in the Yao Clan; if she stayed in longer, he’d find it hard to have peace. In Elder Yun’s heart, he even wished she would always run outside, so he could enjoy some peace in the clan.

Yao Scumbag gritted her teeth, not daring to say more, only to vent her frustration on the people around. She restarted the war chariot, shouting, "Get out of the way! All of you! If you’re hit, I won’t be responsible!"

The war chariot barreled along the city’s streets, with two Holy Snow Demon Lions pulling it at the front, baring their fangs ferociously. Wherever they passed, everyone retreated in avoidance.

"This little friend might have his Divine Sea damaged, and ordinary pills might not cure it easily. I hear you just mentioned being able to treat it. Could it be you are also a Saint Grade Alchemist?"

Inside the chariot, Yao Yun glanced at Zhao Yiran, then redirected his gaze back to Mo Wangchen.

In the Medicine World, while Saint Grade Alchemists were not unheard of, a young Saint Grade Alchemist like Mo Wangchen wasn’t something one could casually come across.

Especially since, in Yao Yun’s view, Mo Wangchen wasn’t even from the Medicine World, having Saint Grade achievements at such a young age was truly rare.

Mo Wangchen nodded, not concealing anything and said, "My friend here previously sustained injuries to his Divine Sea during a confrontation. I need some medicinal materials to refine pills. Later, I might need Elder Yun to provide these materials."

"That’s no problem."

Elder Yun waved his hand. As one of the four Medicine Venerables and a Realm Lord, some medicinal materials were nothing to him.

However, after hearing Mo Wangchen’s words, he couldn’t help but continue, "The Divine Sea is fundamental to a person, and requires careful treatment. If you are not confident, I can take over, as compensation for Yao Scumbag’s earlier disturbance."

Mo Wangchen just smiled, shaking his head, "This small issue doesn’t require Elder Yun to personally intervene. We can handle it ourselves."

As the two conversed back and forth, Lin Bai, Emperor Huang, and others didn’t find anything unusual. Yet for Zhao Yiran, it was hard to suppress surprises.

He had never known Mo Wangchen was not only remarkably powerful in Martial Arts but also knowledgeable in Pill Dao?

And was also a Saint Grade Alchemist!

"Could it be..."

He suddenly thought back to the earlier conversation between Mo Wangchen and Mu Xi, recalling that Holy Rank eighth-grade Northern Emperor Yao Xincheng was, in Mo Wangchen’s eyes, not the greatest talent in the Alchemy Dao Realm...

"Great-grandfather, we’ve arrived at the Jiang Family."

About two incense sticks’ time later, Yao Scumbag’s voice came from outside the chariot.

After getting off the chariot, they looked around to find that many people were already waiting at the entrance of the Jiang Family estate.

Besides the younger generation’s talented individuals, many of the older generation were also present. At the forefront stood a middle-aged man in dark gold robes, deep-eyed with a pale complexion, showing signs of injuries.

"Daoist Fellow Jiuming, your injury has relapsed, there’s no need to wait here for me. This isn’t..."

Elder Yun noticed the middle-aged man at the front of the crowd as he got down from the chariot and quickly approached, speaking.

This middle-aged man was none other than the current Saint Master of the Jiang Family, Jiang Jiuming, a Quasi-Reverse Life Realm powerhouse.

"With Elder Yun personally visiting my Jiang Family, how can I not come out to welcome you?"

Before Yao Yun could finish, Jiang Jiuming interrupted.

He, being a Saint Master with Reverse Life Realm capabilities, was a dominating force in the entire Medicine World. Yet, what kind of person was Yao Yun?

As one of the four Medicine Venerables and a Realm Lord, such a figure was someone even Jiang Jiuming had to treat with the utmost respect.