Catching a Shark
The chieftain of the Flame Imp tribe, Juen, and Military Advisor Joey, did not leave the tent after sending off Xia Fei and Lu Qian. Several maids hurried to clean up the messy tables and chairs, carefully putting away the leftover food and wine.
On this desolate planet, pure, natural food was extremely precious. The vast majority of it had to be bought elsewhere, and even leftovers were rarely wasted. Ordinary Flame Imps mostly ate synthetic food to fill their stomachs, while natural food was reserved for esteemed guests and chieftains.
Juen waved his hand, shooing the maids out of the tent. The sandstorm outside was very strong. Juen glanced outside the tent and said to Military Advisor Joey, "What a sandstorm. Is it going to rain today?"
Joey bitterly chuckled. "The last time it rained was seven years ago. If it really does rain, it'll be a blessing for the people."
Juen nodded and got Joey to tighten up the tent. It was not uncommon to encounter such a sandstorm in the desert, so the tents were made very sturdy. Although the wind would still sway a little, at least they would not easily collapse.
"What do you think Lu Qian is up to? He clearly hates Master Ah Fei to death, but look at how he toasted Ah Fei three times at the banquet, and his attitude was very submissive. It's completely different from when he first came." Juen stroked his chin. This fat Flame Imp King was not stupid at all. While he was fat, he was also very smart. It was just that his excessive weight gave him a stupid appearance.
Joey agreed. "It truly is very strange. Now, when Lu Qian opens the door to see patients, he will constantly run into Master Ah Fei's tent to observe how he treats the patients. I heard from the medical officer assigned to him that every time he comes back from Master Ah Fei's tent, he will carefully record down Master Ah Fei's prescriptions, as well as every word that Master Ah Fei says."
"Secretly learning?" Juen frowned. "What if Master Ah Fei finds out? Won't the two of them clash again?"
Lu Qian had suffered a crushing defeat in front of Xia Fei. Juen and Joey no longer referred to Lu Qian as Master Apothecary, instead calling him by his name. Emotionally, they were more inclined toward Xia Fei. After all, even a fool could tell who was more important between a young apothecary with unfathomable cultivation and a second-rate one.
Even though Lu Qian was Miracle Physician Chen Ziqiang's disciple, it was not like Chen Ziqiang would run over to the desolate Flame Immortal Tribe for no reason, so he had no practical use for Juen. It was better to seize the moment and establish a good relationship with Juen. This way, the entire Flame Immortal Tribe would benefit immensely. In the desolate Exiled Grounds, high-level apothecaries were very valuable.
Joey smiled slyly. "Leader, I don't think we should worry about Master Ah Fei and Lu Qian. As the saying goes, people of the same trade are enemies. It's normal for them to hate each other. They're high and mighty apothecaries, and we can't afford to offend either of them. As long as we don't get caught up in the crossfire, who cares if they fight to the death? "
Juen shrugged his shoulders helplessly. Joey's words were reasonable. Although the Flame Imp tribe wasn't small, it was nothing to an Apothecary. If it weren't for the money, no one would even look at them in the eye.
To the Flame Immortal Tribe, Xia Fei and Lu Qian's fight was like a fight between two gods. There was no need for him to worry about it.
Joey thought for a few moments, then leaned close to Juen's ear and said, "We can't worry about the apothecaries. Right now, we have a big opportunity."
"Are you talking about the Guardian God?" Juen solemnly cupped his hands toward the sky.
"Yes, that old man. As you know, he has a stubborn illness that will flare up every once in a while, causing him so much pain that he's hovering between life and death. If we can help him get rid of this illness, he'll give us a little favor, and we'll benefit immensely." Joey spoke with an exaggerated expression, as if the Guardian God he spoke of was an incredible person.
Juen shook his head. "No, no. The Guardian God has a strange personality. If Master Ah Fei can cure his illness, it'll naturally be great, but if Master Ah Fei can't, the old man will become enraged, and we won't even have a place to cry!"
Joey chuckled. "King, you don't understand. Master Hoodlum's methods have been heard by the other tribes. If we don't recommend him, the other bootlickers will tell the Guardian Deity. So, we have to inform the Guardian Deity no matter what. We can't let those lowly people take advantage of us."
"Besides, we're just making a suggestion. Whether he accepts it or not is entirely up to him. Whether we succeed or not, the Guardian God will feel that we're truly doing this for his own good, and he'll never blame us."
Juen was moved by Advisor Joey's words. Startled, he muttered to himself, "Then I'll inform the old man?"
Joey vigorously nodded. "Leader, we can't hesitate when it comes to showing our loyalty. Besides, Master Ah Fei's methods are truly formidable. There's still a chance."
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Juen changed into formal attire, pressed a button, and opened a secret room beneath the tent. Under Joey's watchful gaze, he swaggered into it.
Closing the door, Juen took out a compass from his spatial ring and dialed a hidden number. He then stood with his back bent. His weight was more than a hundred and fifty kilograms. It was truly difficult for him.
A moment later, the screen opened, and a tall Lionheart warrior appeared. He wore a golden mask on his face, revealing only a pair of ferocious eyes. His gaze was cold and dignified.
"Lord Guardian God!" Juen was so moved that he was sobbing uncontrollably. It was even more exaggerated than seeing his mother, and he trembled as if he was about to kneel.
"Forget it." The Lionheart warrior waved his hand. "With your stature, you probably won't be able to get up if you kneel. Just stand and talk."
"Yes!" Juen hurriedly replied, praising and expressing his gratitude to the Lord Guardian God. This fellow sure knew how to act like a grandson.
"If you have something to say, say it." The Lionheart warrior said in a hoarse voice, seemingly annoyed by Juen's flattery.
"Lord Guardian God, I have a piece of good news to report to you." Juen raised his spirits and said with a joyful expression, "I know that you're injured, so I can't sleep at night, worrying about you. Fortunately, the heavens have eyes, and a peerless expert comparable to Miracle Doctor Chen Ziqiang has recently arrived in our tribe! His name is Hoodlum. He's young, but his skills are extraordinary. If you're willing, I can arrange a time for Master Hoodlum to take a look at your injuries. Who knows, he might be able to learn something. "
The Lionheart warrior snorted. "It's good that you have such intentions. I already know about this matter."
Juen was slightly taken aback. He hurriedly said, "So you already know! As expected of the Lord Guardian God, able to discern even the smallest details. Naturally, such a small matter cannot be hidden from you. "
"Is this apothecary called Hoodlum really as amazing as you say?" the Lionheart warrior asked in a deep voice.
"Master Hoodlum is very amazing, or else I wouldn't have dared to recommend him to you. There's a youth in our tribe called Stuart, and his seventh brain region died from a heart attack! Many apothecaries have given him the death penalty, but Master Hoodlum easily resolved it, a testament to his skill. "
The Lionheart warrior was stunned. The Flame Imps only knew that he was injured, but they did not know that even his seventh brain region had been damaged! For a long time, his cultivation had remained at level 7 Great Law Emperor, unable to advance any further. This was the greatest pain in his heart!
To a warrior who desired to become stronger, the pain of being unable to advance in his cultivation was even more terrifying than being killed!
Seeing that the Guardian God was somewhat tempted, Juen hurriedly added fuel to the fire, praising Xia Fei's prowess for curing so many incurable illnesses.
Sighing, the Lionheart warrior shook his head. "Let me think about this matter. Back then, Chen Ziqiang was also helpless against my injuries. This apothecary called Hoodlum is so young, and his cultivation might not be comparable to Miracle Doctor Chen's. Perhaps he has some skill, but there's no way he's bragging about it."
Juen hurriedly said, "Elder, you must make a decision quickly. Master Hoodlum won't be staying in our tribe for too long."
After a few moments of thought, the Lionheart warrior rubbed his temples and said, "How about this? Have this apothecary called Hoodlum stay for three more days while I think about it."
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At the same time, a similar scene was taking place in another tent.
On the screen was an old man with a broad chin and a hint of determination. His hair and beard were all white, and his two long eyebrows were drooping. He somewhat resembled the legendary Lord of Longevity, though this was a thinner version.
He was Chen Ziqiang, a high-rank 6 apothecary who had roamed the Exiled Grounds for a century, saving countless people as well as killing countless people!
Lu Qian had a smile on his face as he passed a few of Xia Fei's prescriptions to his master. He had a look of schadenfreude on his master's face, a crafty light in his eyes.
Originally, Miracle Doctor Chen Ziqiang didn't like this disciple of his and had never treated him as a direct descendant. When Lu Qian handed him a prescription, Miracle Doctor Chen glanced at it and couldn't look away anymore. This was because this prescription was very strange, it could be said to be extremely strange!
Chen Ziqiang was known as a Godly Doctor, so his cultivation was naturally high. However, he had never seen such an extreme prescription in his life. In his opinion, this was not a prescription to treat illnesses and save lives, but a sword, a sharp sword to kill!
After that, Chen Ziqiang developed an intense interest in Xia Fei. He ordered Lu Qian to pay attention to Xia Fei's every move and to make copies of his prescriptions so that he could study them.
It was not easy to get a chance to curry favor with his master, so how could Lu Qian let it go? Thus, he put on a false front, stealing Xia Fei's prescriptions while doing his best to curry favor with Xia Fei.
Every night, he would report Xia Fei's work progress and prescriptions to his master. This was already the fourth day.
"Nonsense! This is utter nonsense! He doesn't play by the rules at all! "Chen Ziqiang angrily said, a hint of resentment on his face.
Old people tended to be stubborn. Miracle Doctor Chen firmly believed that all the prescriptions Xia Fei had prescribed were all poison, yet Xia Fei had indeed used these poisons to cure the patients. This was something that the proud Miracle Doctor Chen could not accept.
"You really aren't lying to me? This apothecary called Ah Fei is using these nonsensical prescriptions to treat illnesses? "Chen Ziqiang asked in confusion, his brows furrowing together.
"That's right, Master. I also don't understand, which is why I came to ask for your guidance." Lu Qian sighed as he spoke. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the black aura on his master's face was getting thicker and thicker.
"Hmph!" Chen Ziqiang slapped the table in front of him and sternly said, "I will have someone pack up. Tomorrow, I want to see for myself just how this apothecary who wrote these trashy prescriptions treats illnesses and saves lives!"
Lu Qian fearfully said, "This disciple will respectfully await the esteemed elder's arrival."
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