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Chapter 602: 600 Super Mascot

Chapter 602: Chapter 600 Super Mascot

Medicine God.

At the gambling house.

Everyone was looking at Wang Hao with a smile, eager to see him make a fool of himself shortly.

But the next second, everyone was stunned. They saw Wang Hao roughly crush the medicinal herbs for a Level 9 Soul Revival Potion and then added them bit by bit into a beaker to heat.

Seeing this, the whole audience was dumbfounded.

Even those who knew nothing about potion brewing understood that the medicinal herbs should be handled gently, allowing them to collide thousands of times to produce various subtle chemical reactions—only then could a potion be formed.

But what did Wang Hao mean by cooking it all in one pot?!

Did he think this was stir-fried rice?!

“I just knew it, this kid was talking big!”

“Sigh, such a waste, good Level 9 Soul Revival Herbs gone just like that.”

“Not just one batch, but five!”

“Even if all five batches are ruined, Barr will be happy because that’ll make the gambling house safe.”

“That’s right, Barr had prepared a Level 9 potion, but this kid just had to show off, saving us some money now.”

“Yeah, are the prices of raw herbs and finished products the same?!”

“This guy is really an idiot!”

“…”

Finally, Barr’s heart settled down. Although some Level 9 medicinal herbs had been wasted, as long as Wang Hao was driven out of the gambling house and the Great Medicine Immortal had nothing to say, the waste wasn’t such a big deal.

Ten minutes later.

A bubbling purple potion appeared before everyone’s eyes.

At that moment, everyone was entranced by the purple potion. Undeniably, by appearance, it looked very much like a Level 9 Soul Revival Potion.

But Wang Hao’s brewing method had everyone hundred percent doubtful about the potion.

Wang Hao smiled and said, “This is a Level 9 Soul Revival Potion. You can send an expert to check it out.”

Frowning, Barr ordered his subordinates to invite the Level 8 Medicine Immortal from the Medicine God ship to inspect it. He wanted Wang Hao to lose convincingly.

Soon after, seven or eight old men walked in, including the Great Medicine Immortal.

The Great Medicine Immortal looked around and noticed many people pointing at Wang Hao.

This made him very curious—what had Wang Hao done to become the center of attention?!

However, with the crowd being tumultuous, it wasn’t appropriate for him to inquire. He could only suppress his curiosity, planning to visit Wang Hao later to see if there was a chance to draw him to their Immortal Grass Palace. Even if he couldn’t win him over, maintaining a good relationship was a must.

Barr stepped forward respectfully and said, “Would the esteemed Medicine Immortals help check if this potion is indeed a Level 9 Soul Revival Potion?!”

Several old men nodded and proceeded to inspect the potion with their methods.

In a short while, a Level 8 Medicine Immortal spoke up, “This is a Level 9 Soul Revival Potion, and the quality is very good.”

As soon as these words fell, an uproar filled the room.

“This is also possible?!”

“What the hell?! A big pot of rice, and he can brew a Level 9 Soul Revival Potion?!”

“I heard that there are tens of thousands of variables in a Level 9 Potion, and one wrong step could ruin everything.”

“But this young man, he really did cook it all in one pot?!”

“Indeed, with so many of us watching, he had no opportunity to switch the potion.”

“Maybe it’s just a freak burst of dumb luck, you know his luck is insanely good.”

“But even if his luck is good, it can’t account for him hitting the mark with tens of thousands of variations, can it?!”

“This is certainly unbelievable, yet the fact is right before our eyes, we have no choice but to believe, do we?!”

“I still don’t believe it unless he does it again.”

“I don’t believe it either…”

“…”

Ling Xiao and the rest were dumbstruck. Can luck really work this way?!

Barr stood there thunderstruck, silent; he felt he must have heard wrong.

If a Level 9 potion could be concocted like that, then why the hell are they holding an exhibition? Just throw a big potluck party instead.

“Indeed, this is a Level 9 Soul Revival Potion!” The other Level 8 Medicine Immortals also nodded and affirmed.

The whole place was now completely abuzz, even if several Medicine Immortals unanimously acknowledged that it was a genuine Level 9 Soul Revival Potion.

But they still couldn’t believe that such high-end goods were concocted in this manner.

At the same time, everyone felt as if their faces were being slapped furiously.

The Great Medicine Immortal couldn’t help but ask, “Who concocted this Level 9 Soul Revival Potion, and why do all of you have such expressions?!”

Barr replied with a wry smile, “This Level 9 Soul Revival Potion was concocted by this young man, and his method of concoction was to simply pour all the Medicinal Herbs together and stir.”

“What!”

Several Level 8 Medicine Gods gazed at Wang Hao with burning eyes, like wolves spotting a beautiful woman, foodies seeing a feast… completely lacking that sense of incredulity shown by others.

Barr was taken aback and asked in bewilderment, “Sages, do you really not find this matter utterly astonishing?!”

The Great Medicine Immortal laughed heartily, stroking his beard as he said, “Such things aren’t unheard of; what’s there to accept with difficulty?”

The entire crowd was stunned. Could it be that Wang Hao wasn’t just haphazardly concocting potions but was employing some secret method known only to a few?!

Barr pressed on, “Sage, could you please explain in detail, why this is so?!”

With a smile and a stroke of his beard, the Great Medicine Immortal explained, “According to records, in Ancient Times there was a rather untalented Pharmacist who once saved a Dragon Vein and received a Dragon Essence. Later, he entered a Dragon Tomb and was blessed with extraordinary luck.”

Someone tested the waters and asked, “The ancient Pharmacist mentioned by the sage, isn’t he the legendary Pharmacist whose life was one stroke of luck after another?!”

“Indeed, it’s that very lucky Pharmacist!” The Great Medicine Immortal affirmed with a smile: “Ever since he was granted extraordinary luck, as long as the formula wasn’t wrong, no matter how he concocted, he could guarantee a 5% success rate, even with Level 9 potions.”

“Ssssss…”

The audience inhaled sharply, shocked by the terrifying luck.

You see, even if a Level 9 Medicine God personally concocted a Level 9 potion, the success rate would at most be around 30%.

But this lucky Pharmacist could achieve a 5% success rate through blind and careless concoction. Such luck is just too outrageous, isn’t it?!

At the same time, the eyes of everyone present turned toward Wang Hao. Could it be that this young man had entered a Dragon Tomb? And had he previously saved a Dragon Vein and received a Dragon Essence?!

Otherwise, there was simply no way to explain why his luck was so good?!

And at this moment, several Medicine Immortals continued to stare at Wang Hao with an unbearably intense gaze, as if they couldn’t wait to knock him out and drag him home.

You see, that lucky Pharmacist from the Ancient Era was considered a treasured talisman by all forces, no, a super talisman!

If they could get him, just by having him in their house, even if he did nothing, it would still ensure good weather for the crops, flourishing businesses, emergence of masters and geniuses like carps crossing the river, innumerable in number.

And if anyone were to oppose this force, their fate would invariably end in tragedy.

In short, having this super talisman would guarantee a never-ending streak of good fortune; one wouldn’t have to worry about their next life even if their leg got broken…