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Chapter 907 - Chapter 907 Chapter 907 Marvelously Skillful (Three updates

Chapter 907: Chapter 907: Marvelously Skillful (Three updates for double monthly passes) Chapter 907: Chapter 907: Marvelously Skillful (Three updates for double monthly passes) The egg of a purple-golden eagle is worth two or three thousand Spirit Stones, while an adult purple-golden eagle is valued at over fifty thousand Spirit Stones.

Speaking of value, it’s a bit strenuous to explain. In fact, a purple-golden eagle taken alive from the wild is worth only three to four thousand Spirit Stones.

A well-tamed adult purple-golden eagle, valued at fifty thousand Spirit Stones, equates to the combat strength of a Transcendent being.

However, in reality, not every Transcendent being is necessarily worth fifty thousand Spirit Stones.

Take, for example, Yu Meiren, whom Feng Jun dispatched. If that guy didn’t possess the Immortal Binding Rope, he wouldn’t even be worth five thousand Spirit Stones.

The forces capable of raising purple-golden eagles wouldn’t mind spending a bit more. An additional combat mount with flying capabilities is well worth fifty thousand Spirit Stones.

The crux of the issue lies in the process it takes for a purple-golden eagle egg, worth two or three thousand Spirit Stones, to mature into an adult valued at fifty thousand Spirit Stones–during which its growth requires a significant amount of Spirit Stones.

The Su Family’s purple-golden eagle is only three years old. It needs at least another five years to reach adulthood. How many Spirit Stones will that cost?

Not to mention, the Jinwu Thread Snakes that Mei feeds it are also Spirit Beasts. She feeds it without even needing to tell grandfather.

The most important point remains the same: an unfulfilled talent is not a talent, but merely a shooting star.

Old Man Su believes that the value of their own purple-golden eagle is a bit low at ten thousand Spirit Stones but definitely excessive at fifteen thousand Spirit Stones.

Under normal circumstances, he would not spend more than fifteen thousand Spirit Stones to save it–after all, the carcass can still fetch a few hundred Spirit Stones, reducing some of the losses.

But his granddaughter is unhappy… that’s worth some Spirit Stones; holding a grudge against grandpa… that’s worth some more Spirit Stones.

Yet, when it comes down to it, his main consideration is still: a Transcendent being has set his sights on my Cultivation Technique Manual.

Old Man Su has two very promising grandchildren. Generally speaking, he’s not afraid of others coveting what he has–as long as he doesn’t provoke them.

But when it’s a Transcendent being who’s watching him… all he can do is pray he hasn’t irked them.

Now the issue seems to be that he has… somewhat provoked them, albeit not severely. It can’t be said that their interactions were pleasant.

So after some consideration, he’s left with no choice but to acquiesce–there’s no way around it.

This matter, carefully thought out, is actually quite simple. They just have their eyes set on the Broken Qingluo Technique, but they find his pricing too high. He didn’t agree to bargain, resulting in an inflated treatment fee.

How could he decline? It would be tough getting past his granddaughter.

Not to mention, the Upper Being has shown a determination to obtain it. Unless he sells the Cultivation Technique Manual promptly… other complications will arise.

Strangely enough, what Old Man Su is thinking about at the moment is that this Transcendent being is actually quite reasonable…

So he nods, readily expressing, “Very well, Upper Being. If you heal this purple-golden eagle, everything else is negotiable. It’s fine to give you the Broken Qingluo Technique as well.”

The final sentence is uttered somewhat resignedly, but if he doesn’t say it, would the other party let go of the Broken Qingluo Technique?

What’s driving them to spend a hefty eight thousand Spirit Stones on this Broken Qingluo Technique? It’s because of the reward for completing the Ancient Pill Recipe for the Insight Pill–eight thousand Spirit Stones.

That clearly indicates that they intend to claim the reward for completing the Insight Pill’s Ancient Pill Recipe after healing the purple-golden eagle.

To be honest, Old Man Su seriously doubts their ability to complete the ancient recipe, but that doesn’t matter; he can make a show of it–after all, it’s best not to offend an Upper Being. Besides, if they fail, he doesn’t believe they’ll have the nerve to claim success.

Then, he sees Feng Jun approaching the purple-golden eagle with acupuncture needles in hand.

Old Man Su can hardly help himself, “Upper Being, may I ask… can acupuncture be performed on Spirit Beasts?”

That is one of his doubts; acupuncture is usually for humans. A second doubt is… can those silver needles really penetrate the feathers of a purple-golden eagle?

Silver needles are quite soft, and it’s uncertain whether the Upper Being’s silver needles can penetrate the hide of a Spirit Beast.

Feng Jun glances helplessly and says, “I don’t want to use acupuncture either, but the problem is, you fed it two Insight Pills in a row. I’ve already mentioned it’s got cerebral edema now. What should I do if not acupuncture… use targeted medication?”

Old Man Su can’t help but ask in surprise, “Targeted medication… what kind of medicine is that?”

Feng Jun can’t be bothered to explain further; based on the calculations he’s done on his mobile phone, his hand moves swiftly to insert the needles…

With a soft cry of “Ah~”, Mei immediately covers her eyes, yet she soon peeks through the gaps in her fingers, her eyes wide open, watching the scene unfold.

Old Man Su, however, nods slightly, admiring Feng Jun’s skillful application and remarking to himself that he truly deserves to be called an Upper Being.

Feng Jun’s silver needles don’t bring the purple-golden eagle to consciousness, but he doesn’t mind. After inserting three needles, he raises his hand and beckons Chen Junsheng, “Junsheng, go buy some medicinal herbs for me, Seven-Leaf Lotus Seeds, Scattered Flower Stalks…”

He listed more than a dozen medicinal herbs in a row, and Chen Junsheng, blessed with a good memory, noted them all down before he hurried off.

Before long, the medicines were purchased and brought back, but Feng Jun did not proceed to concoct anything. Instead, he ground the herbs that needed grinding and decocted the ones that required brewing.

After toiling for four to five hours straight, the Purple Gold Eagle finally opened its eyes, looking listless and drained of life.

Mo’er was so delighted that she clapped her hands in joy while Old Man Su was also very pleased. He had a significant expertise in elixirs, “It’s good that it woke up. The Purple Gold Eagle has strong vitality. It just needs slow convalescence now… Many thanks, Divine Doctor Feng.”

Feng Jun dismissed the compliment with a wave of his hand, “That won’t do. If we leave it to just hang on, it will definitely suffer some aftereffects. I’ll write you another prescription… follow it to prepare the medicine, and it will need three days of treatment to recover properly.”

After writing out the prescription, Old Man Su thanked him profusely before accepting it with great respect. Chen Junsheng, however, couldn’t help but express his admiration, “No wonder everyone calls you the ‘Divine Doctor.’ Indeed, you are extraordinary.”

The title “Divine Doctor” had spread from the residents of Mount Zhige. Up until that moment, Chen Junsheng had been slightly baffled, acknowledging Feng Jun’s immense strength but failing to connect it with the title of a Divine Doctor–until he saw Feng Jun heal a Spirit Beast. It was then that he had his realization.

Divine Doctor, huh? Old Man Su took a glance at Feng Jun, inwardly counting his lucky stars, then smilingly said, “Please wait, Divine Doctor. I will have someone fetch the Broken Qingluo shortly.”

“No need,” Feng Jun gestured dismissively, his tone indifferent as he spoke, “Can you bring out the recipe for the Insight Pill now?”

Old Man Su genuinely did not have the pill formula with him, but he had committed it to memory. Thus, he took up the quill and wrote out the incomplete pill recipe.

Feng Jun took it, glanced over it, and then instructed, “Write down all the medicinal herbs you have experimented with, as well as the key mistakes and experiences. I don’t want to waste much time, understand?”

“Understood,” Old Man Su nodded. As an alchemist himself, how could he not understand these things? Divine Doctor Feng just wanted to avoid any unnecessary detours and, building upon his research, quickly perfect the pill formula.

Of course, had it been anyone else looking to make such a demand, Old Man Su would have refused. After all, the experimental process was also his hard work and accumulation–how could he just hand it over to someone else so easily?

However, Feng Jun was not only a respected figure but also a master of medical arts. Old Man Su truly held him in high regard. Since an expert was asking, everything was open for discussion.

But he didn’t have these materials on hand. “They are all at home. It’s getting late. How about this… tonight, I host dinner as a gesture of my gratitude for your help, please don’t decline.”

“No need,” Feng Jun rejected the offer straightforwardly, “One matter at a time… Jing Qingyang, drive him to fetch the materials.”

Jing Qingyang was just a bodyguard under Feng Jun, but he had also learned to drive. So he started up the all-terrain vehicle and invited Old Man Su to climb aboard, “Our vehicle is faster.”

Old Man Su intended not to take advantage of the other party, but couldn’t help noticing Mo’er’s eager expression.

The little girl was very curious; just now, she was too worried about Xiao Xiangxiang to notice anything, but now that she had relaxed, her eyes were firmly fixed on the all-terrain vehicle.

Indeed, the all-terrain vehicle turned out to be much faster than a horse-drawn carriage. A distance of more than twenty kilometers was covered back and forth in under an hour, and the ride was remarkably smooth compared to the bumpy carriage ride.

But all that was secondary. The important thing was that after taking the pill formula and various records, Feng Jun spent no more than half an hour before coming out, holding several pieces of paper, “I have completed it for you. There are a total of four pill formulas.”

Upon hearing this, Old Man Su’s lips twitched involuntarily, “Four pill formulas?”

Feng Jun nodded, “Yes, one is universal, and the other three cater to various situations… One of them is suitable for aquatic Spirit Beasts, and that’s all I can do.”

So many pill formulas, yet he says “that’s all”? Old Man Su felt as if his capacity to retort was utterly diminished. He glanced over the pill formulas and couldn’t help but light up, “This works too? These are completely different pill formulas?”

He had assumed there would be one primary formula from which the others were simply variations, with changes in the ratio of ingredients to accommodate different circumstances.

Not in the least did he anticipate that among Feng Jun’s four formulas, three main ones were profoundly distinct.

In other words, they represented three different alchemy philosophies.

In the face of such greatness, Old Man Su could only think of three words: “I am convinced!”

“Whether it’s effective or not, you’ll know once you start producing them,” Feng Jun said, waving his hand dismissively, not bothered to explain further.

“It will work, it will certainly work!” Old Man Su nodded vehemently. This wasn’t just idle talk–two of the formulas were modifications of his own failed ones.

With his familiarity with the recipes, he could tell at a glance: with such modifications, the success rate was very likely.

Feng Jun looked at him with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, “These formulas… they should be worth eight thousand Spirit Stones, right?”

“They are worth it, very much so!” Old Man Su agreed without a moment’s hesitation. At that moment, he truly acknowledged and appreciated Feng Jun, “With these four formulas corroborating each other, I have so much to learn. I am genuinely grateful to Divine Doctor Feng… I’ll go and get the Broken Qingluo for you right now!”

Although he became an alchemist later in life, his ability to assess value was unerring. These four pill formulas provided more assistance to his alchemy skills than four separate Ancient Pill Recipes would have.

“Wait!” Feng Jun raised his hand to stop him, then spoke solemnly, “First, try making them. If you succeed, I will then accept the Broken Qingluo. This will prevent others from accusing me of using my position to advantage myself!”

This time, Old Man Su was completely won over. He clapped his hands together in respect, “I am in awe of your magnanimity, Divine Doctor. For any rudeness this morning, I beg your pardon!”

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