Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 259: The Pharmacy Hall Master_1

Chapter 259: Chapter 259: The Pharmacy Hall Master_1

"Oh, little guy, we meet again, eh?"

"It’s Elder Yang!"

Ling Xiao had absolutely not expected to run into the old man who had been guarding the Sealing Gods Record at the Pharmacy Hall, and of course, his dog as well.

The dog still lay lazily on the table, sleeping. It only glanced at Ling Xiao’s arrival before disregarding him altogether.

"Hahaha, we really are fated to meet."

Elder Yang laughed heartily.

Ling Xiao hurriedly said, "Elder, I beg of you, please help look at Senior Brother Wu’s condition."

"Heh heh, ordinary people indeed cannot trouble this old man, but since you came, I will personally diagnose him."

What Elder Yang was saying was definitely not a boast; he was the Hall Master of the Pharmacy Hall. Usually, when injured patients were brought in, even if they were Inner Sect Disciples, he would leave them to the pharmacologists under him to handle and he rarely intervened.

Even the higher-ups of the Moon Hua Sect could not easily request his aid.

Although his cultivation level was not exceptionally strong, as a Pharmacologist, and a very high-level one at that, he was virtually a specially protected entity of the Moon Hua Sect.

Including the Sect Leader himself, nobody dared to offend him lightly, for after all, there were too many masters who owed him favors. To lay a hand on him would be to put oneself in a situation akin to a rat crossing the street.

Such a significant figure was actually willing to give face to Ling Xiao.

In the end, it was because he had taken a liking to Ling Xiao’s talent and wanted to take him as a disciple. Otherwise, for just a minor Outer Disciple like Ling Xiao, it wouldn’t be worth it at all.

"Mmm, it’s not a big problem, mainly due to overexertion and having been beaten by others, that’s why he’s like this. I will prescribe some medicine for him and that should be enough."

After a thorough diagnosis, Elder Yang said, "This child seems to be working in the mines. The Sect needs a large amount of iron ore for forging weapons, but this kind of work should have already been assigned to the ordinary people in the secular world. How come he, an Outer Disciple, is still doing this?"

Ling Xiao glanced at Wu Xiang, who had already fallen asleep, feeling somewhat annoyed.

This was clearly someone deliberately making life difficult for Wu Xiang.

"Thank you very much, Elder."

"No need for such courtesy. As for the favor I asked of you, have you thought it over? If you really don’t want to become my disciple, working at the Pharmacy Hall is also fine. After all, the work assignments for the new beginner Outer Disciples should be announced today."

Elder Yang spoke with a smile.

"Alright, Elder, you’ve said so much, if I don’t give you face now, that would be quite too much."

Ling Xiao simply nodded in agreement.

He had thought it over. Although Elder Yang’s strength might not match that of Demonflame Celestial, his status was definitely higher than that of Demonflame Celestial, a newly advanced Heavenly Man Realm Elder.

Moreover, to quickly improve one’s strength, one inevitably needed medicinal materials.

Working at the Pharmacy Hall was a very good option for him.

Besides, considering Wu Xiang’s situation, and having already offended Hei Suo, he might be assigned an even more arduous job, which would be unfortunate.

"Hahaha, excellent! Later, when the steward who assigns tasks to the Outer Sect arrives, if he gives you your assignment, just tell him that you’ve already arranged with me. He definitely won’t dare to object," Elder Yang laughed heartily.

"Understood, then may I take Senior Brother Wu and leave now?"

"Mmm, remember to ensure he takes his medicine on schedule. And if possible, try to avoid doing that kind of taxing work anymore. It’s too grueling and it delays cultivation time," Elder Yang reminded.

Ling Xiao nodded, then took the medicine, paid the silver, and carried Wu Xiang back.

Because these were just common medicinal materials, silver was sufficient for payment.

The Moon Hua Sect also needed large amounts of silver and gold to pay the common workers, they couldn’t let their own disciples do too menial tasks. Mainly due to a lack of manpower and because it was such a waste of cultivation time.

"You’ve worked hard, Junior Brother Ling."

Wu Xiang, back in the stone house, had already woken up.

"Worked hard? What are you talking about, Senior Brother? What exactly happened to you, were you beaten by someone?"

Wu Xiang remained silent.

"Senior Brother, just say it, there’s truly no one among the Outer Disciples that inspires fear in me, Ling Xiao, my current goal is the Inner Sect!"

Ling Xiao was neither arrogant nor conceited; for him, advancing to the Martial Pulse Ninth Level would soon be achievable.

At that point, below the Transcendent Realm, he was fundamentally unafraid of anyone.

What half-step grandmaster?

What he cared about more were those true Transcendent masters!

"Spoken like a true man!"

Zhao Zhi suddenly came in from outside, clapping his hands, "The Outer Sect is nothing but a bunch of underlings. Our sights should indeed be set on the Inner Sect—that’s where the real geniuses gather. The likes of Ming Tian, Leng Hao and others are not in short supply there."

"Have you come back to receive your work assignment?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"No, that’s not it. I’ve already found my job. I came back just to pack up some things and then move into the Equipment Hall,"

Zhao Zhi explained, "How about it, Ling Xiao? Join me. You’ve offended Tian Chao, and the work you’ll be assigned definitely won’t be pleasant."

"Thanks for the kind offer, Second Imperial Prince, but I truly don’t need it."

Ling Xiao replied with a smile.

"In that case, there’s nothing I can do. But let me remind you, the one who injured Wu Xiang is Yang Cheng, ranked tenth among the Outer Disciples. His strength is formidable, standing out even among the half-step grandmasters—a fact evident from his ranking. Don’t go sticking your neck out for irrelevant people; it won’t end well for you."

After saying this, Zhao Zhi went off to pack his belongings.

"Yang Cheng!"

Ling Xiao quietly muttered the name to himself.

"Ling Xiao, it’s time to receive your assignment. Hurry to the square and gather!"

A familiar disciple outside shouted.

Ever since defeating Tian Chao, Ling Xiao had become hugely popular among the newly initiated disciples; everyone wanted to establish a good rapport with him.

"Got it!"

Hearing the shout from outside, Ling Xiao answered, then told Wu Xiang to rest before he stood up and walked out.

In the square, the majority of the newly initiated Outer Disciples had already assembled, including a few who had already obtained their jobs and had come to watch the excitement.

By the time Ling Xiao arrived, Zhao Zhi had followed as well.

"It’s said that the top thirty ranked Outer Disciples will be here today, though it’s not certain how many will show up. Everyone’s eager to see."

Zhao Zhi said to Ling Xiao with a smile.

His words were clearly a reminder.

That Yang Cheng was the tenth-ranked Outer Disciple.

"Here they come, actually three of them at once!"

In the eyes of the new Outer Disciples, the top thirty were like legends, as these were the standouts among more than a thousand people, each one a half-step grandmaster in their own right.

Thus, when someone appeared, they all became excited.

Ling Xiao followed the gaze of the crowd.

Indeed, there were three people.

All of whom were unfamiliar faces.

"Yang Cheng actually came, and so did Li Anle, ranked twenty-sixth, and even Jin Ming, ranked third,"

Zhao Zhi seemed to be well-acquainted with the Moon Hua Sect’s Outer Sect, quickly identifying the three individuals by name.

Being the Second Imperial Prince of the Royal Family, his intelligence work was commendable.

One couldn’t help but admire him.