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Chapter 906 - Chapter 906 Chapter 906 I Can Cure (2nd Update)

Chapter 906: Chapter 906: I Can Cure (2nd Update) Chapter 906: Chapter 906: I Can Cure (2nd Update) Old Man Su no longer dared to underestimate this young man–setting aside the fact that he was a Senior, he indeed had solid knowledge in the path of Alchemy.

He fell silent for a while but eventually could not suppress his dissatisfaction, “But… it doesn’t look like it has been poisoned by the gu toxin.”

Feng Jun glared at him, unreservedly retorting, “Did I say… you only made one mistake?”

Today, this man had really lost face! Old Man Su slapped his forehead in distress, closing his eyes, “You… continue!”

“Hm?” Feng Jun hummed softly, his expression darkening, “Is that how you speak to a Senior?”

Those words… made perfect sense! Just now, when you were unaware that I was a Senior, a little offense was no big deal, but now, is it appropriate to speak like this?

“Alright,” Old Man Su could tell what was expected of him, and with a gesture of respect, he spoke deferentially, “Please do enlighten me, Senior.”

Feng Jun looked at him coldly, “Didn’t you consider that the Purple Gold Eagle had also eaten a Jinwu Thread Snake before?”

Old Man Su was again stunned, only realizing after a while, “Mixed poison?”

Jinwu Thread Snakes were poisonous Spirit Beasts. Usually, when people ate them, they would remove the golden thread–which itself was a type of medicinal herb.

But because the Purple Gold Eagle could withstand the poison of the Jinwu Thread Snake, much like the pit vipers of Earth Realm with strong resistance to venom, as it resists the intrusion of the golden thread, it could stimulate its Qi and blood, enhancing the hardness of its claws and feathers.

This was somewhat like humans consuming Body Tempering Pills. Although Jinwu Thread Snakes were not expensive, they were still Spirit Beasts, so even for the Su Family, it wasn’t feasible to feed the Purple Gold Eagle Jinwu Thread Snakes every day.

Old Man Su had observed the diet of Xiao Xiangxiang before feeding it the Insight Pill. When administering the medicine, considering dietary incompatibilities was definitely necessary–he hadn’t been negligent on this front.

However, what was he to do if the poison of the Jinwu Thread Snake could last in the Purple Gold Eagle’s body for three days…

Poor Xiao Xiangxiang was then truly unfortunate; with residual venom still in its system, coupled with the consumption of a peculiarly effective Insight Pill, it ended up with mixed poison…

Old Man Su felt extremely wronged. How could he have expected his precious granddaughter to have fed the Purple Gold Eagle a Jinwu Thread Snake two days prior?

“Mixed poison!” Su Moer’s eyes widened. Although young, she knew that poison might not necessarily be fearsome, but mixed poison… often proved deadly.

The next moment, she burst into loud sobbing. After crying twice, she felt it was “uncouth,” so she covered her mouth, turned away, her small shoulders trembling, before squatting down on the ground.

Seeing her obedience–truly, compared to Earth Realm’s infamous brats, the children here were mostly well-behaved–Feng Jun couldn’t resist comforting her, “Stop crying, what’s so scary about mixed poison?”

His words were not an exaggeration. Although he wasn’t great at Alchemy, dealing with mixed poison was actually quite simple for him.

The reason mixed poison was feared was not because of its potent toxicity, but rather because various poisons mixed together interacted and balanced one another, making it incredibly difficult to accurately identify each component of the poison.

If one could precisely identify the various toxins, treatment would not be difficult. Even if the toxins were interacting and interfering, slowly detoxifying afforded a substantial hope of recovery–those balanced and counteracting toxicities were not without solutions.

The challenge was ensuring accurate identification of these various toxins!

–If even one toxin went undetected, attempting to detoxify could lead to disastrous consequences.

But analyzing poisons was Feng Jun’s forte… If he could analyze Formations, why couldn’t he analyze toxins?

In fact, the toxicity was not limited to just these two kinds. Furthermore, Feng Jun noticed another issue, “You haven’t fed the Insight Pill to this Xiaoxiang… the Purple Gold Eagle only once, have you?”

“Ah?” Old Man Su looked at him in shock, “You can see that?”

Su Moer, who had been squatting and sobbing in despair, stood up at once upon hearing this, turning and glaring furiously at her grandfather, “You… Grandfather, you… wah wah wah…”

“Okay, how should you speak to your grandfather,” Feng Jun waved his hand dismissively, speaking casually, “Apologize to your grandfather, and then I’ll consider treating the Purple Gold Eagle.”

“Ah?” Su Moer looked at him with surprise, her eyes swollen yet still large and bright with childish innocence, “Senior, can you really heal Xiao Xiangxiang?”

Feng Jun gave her a slight smile, “Apologize to your grandfather, and then I’ll consider treating… I can’t guarantee a cure though.”

Actually, Su Moer knew that when no one else was at home, it was okay to be stern with her grandfather, but now that an outsider had witnessed it, it truly was time to apologize; she promptly turned around and did so.

Old Man Su, with eyes smiling, forgave Moer, admitting his own faults as well, and then carefully looked towards Feng Jun, “Senior, can you really treat the Purple Gold Eagle?”

“You’ve fed it the Insight Pill twice in a row, and now it has cerebral edema,” Feng Jun replied offhandedly, “As for the other treatment options, I haven’t decided yet, but… are you sure you want me to take action in treating it?”

He had spent over two hours analyzing and his Mobile Phone was now out of battery but had not finished his analysis.

Diagnosing the illness had used up ninety percent of the battery, while predicting treatment strategies took less than ten percent.

Then, the battery warning kicked in, and the space within the mobile phone shook, forcing him to exit.

Old Man Su, upon hearing this, knew it was time for him to bleed money.

After hesitating for a moment, he made his decision: he would bleed money, then.

The Su Family’s wealth came from demolition compensation, maintaining the current situation. Feng Jun thought of him as a second-generation demolisher, but in his heart, he knew he had already been very frugal. Aside from his favored granddaughter, he did not spend much on himself.

As for his hobby of alchemy, Old Man Su saw it as his pursuit, which shouldn’t be considered spending money. In fact, due to his persistence, he was now earning money from alchemy to subsidize the family expenses, so he didn’t view it as a past expense.

He knew what the other party wanted–it was as obvious as the lice on a bald man’s head.

One hundred thousand Spirit Stones was a huge sum for the Su Family. If they had to produce one hundred thousand Spirit Stones immediately, it would cause great harm and possibly shake their foundation.

Fortunately, the Su Family had only spent thirty-five thousand Spirit Stones to acquire the Broken Qingluo. The price of one hundred thousand Spirit Stones was intended for it to be the store’s treasure–a testament to their wealth that could remain unsold for thirty years, the key being to ward off the destitute.

Who knows? Maybe one day, by a stroke of luck, it would sell for one hundred thousand. After all, the Su Family wasn’t in a rush for the Spirit Stones.

Now that the other party was interested in this Cultivation Technique, Old Man Su could only calculate based on the cost price–the Broken Qingluo that they acquired for thirty-five thousand might not be salvageable, and it was unclear how much the other party would bargain.

Considering the other party’s identity as a cultivator in the Out-of-Dust phase, Old Man Su felt a bit of despair: he probably wouldn’t get a good price.

He wasn’t afraid of trouble, but he had indeed offended this esteemed one. Being targeted by an esteemed one was not a trivial matter!

Old Man Su pondered for a moment, then respectfully replied, “I would be grateful if the esteemed one could help, but I just don’t know… how much would the treatment cost?”

“I need to calculate,” Feng Jun nodded slightly, turned, and walked toward the house, muttering softly under his breath, “I need to get a new phone…”

In fact, he wasn’t going to calculate the costs but to see if there was any hope for the Purple Gold Sculpture–if it really couldn’t be saved, there was no need to discuss the price any further.

As it turned out, the double ring imbued with destiny was indeed useful. He copied various treatment plans, and quickly came up with an answer–if it could be predicted, then it was amazing.

However, there was a downside: all the calculations were too time-consuming–well, it only wasted Feng Jun’s time, as he hid within his mobile phone, without a word escaping.

The main issue was… the battery drain. He had exhausted the batteries of two phones before he could work out the treatment plan.

Of course, to an outside observer, he had only been in the room for about ten minutes before he came out and nodded his head, casually uttering two words, “Can treat.”

Su Moer had been staring with her swollen red eyes, fixated on him like a suspect waiting for a verdict.

Upon hearing these two words, she leaped up joyfully, then cheerfully bounced around in circles on the ground, her whole being radiated immense joy.

A smile spread across Old Man Su’s face, “That’s wonderful, thank you so much. My child won’t be complaining now… esteemed one, the cost?”

Feng Jun looked at him and spoke indifferently, “I will use eight thousand Spirit Stones to purchase the Broken Qingluo.”

He didn’t say he wanted ninety-two thousand Spirit Stones because he knew the other party couldn’t have possibly spent ninety thousand Spirit Stones on acquiring Broken Qingluo.

If he dared to ask for ninety-two thousand Spirit Stones outright, the other party might not agree–damn it, if you took the Spirit Stones and didn’t purchase the Broken Qingluo, wouldn’t we be crying to death?

Both were businessmen, and in many promises, there were too many tricks to consider.

Feng Jun believed that the business tricks in this realm were not as rich as those in the Earth Realm. If he really wanted to play a trick, it was highly likely the other party would fall for it–in an information-saturated society, that wasn’t just talk.

But why bother? He just wanted the Broken Qingluo Cultivation Technique and didn’t want to cause any misunderstandings, so he sent a clear message–I don’t care how much you paid for it, I’ll buy it with eight thousand Spirit Stones!

Using the simplest language possible, he precisely conveyed his intention. This was the mark of a qualified businessman.

Old Man Su, an old hand at the game, instantly caught on and calculated directly. The Broken Qingluo, acquired for thirty-five thousand, and the other party was willing to pay eight thousand, so… the cost of treating the Purple Gold Sculpture was twenty-seven thousand.

A Purple Gold Sculpture that could grow into a Wild Beast essentially had the combat strength of an Out-of-Dust phase cultivator. Considering it could also serve as a flying mount, its price really wouldn’t be low. Twenty-seven thousand was nothing.

The great fool on the Ten Directions platform once had a mighty Purple Gold Sculpture, famously unmarketable for two hundred thousand.

Wild Purple Gold Sculptures were extremely difficult to tame, and generally, the Purple Gold Sculptures among cultivators’ possessions were hatched from Purple Gold Sculpture eggs.

The market price for these eggs wasn’t expensive–about two to three thousand Spirit Stones each–but generally, they were hard to come by.

Su Moer’s brother, who was with the Taiqing Sect, had fortuitously obtained such an egg and had sent it back for his little sister.

In Old Man Su’s eyes, the Purple Gold Sculpture wasn’t worth twenty-seven thousand; it wasn’t even worth half that price.

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