The Medical Saint Region was, without a doubt, the base camp of the alchemists in the Tianwu Continent. It was also the backer of the Alchemist Guild. Of course, the power of the alchemists was far more than that. It could be said that none of the sacred grounds would do favors for the Medical Saint Sacred Region because no one knew what kind of calamity they would encounter in the future.
Alchemists were a group that no one in the continent wanted to offend. If you offended them, your safety would not be guaranteed. If you offended them, you could only wait for death if you contracted an illness. No matter how powerful you were, you would not be able to resist the erosion of illness.
Therefore, it could be said that the alchemists were the true masters of the Medical Saint Region!
The pursuit of the alchemists was undoubtedly to improve their medical skills. Therefore, when the news of the Old Master of the Wu Clan recovering from his coronary heart disease was spread in Nephrite Ancient City, some of the old antiques in the Medical Saint Region rushed to Nephrite Ancient City in a hurry. However, they returned gloomily, and the name of the 'Nameless Master' was spread. The Medical Saint Sacred Region even announced that they would invite the 'Nameless Master' to join them as the Supreme Deacon. However, it was to no avail. The 'Nameless Master' seemed to have vanished into thin air, becoming a miracle and legend in the alchemist world.
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After passing through the Yellow Wind Canyon,
The caravan was rather smooth.
However, after a few days, they encountered some minor troubles.
However, it did not slow down the speed of the caravan.
However, it did not slow the speed of the convoy.
The so-called Desolate Inscription did not slow down the speed of the caravan.
The so-called Desolate Inscription
Was getting closer and closer.
During these days, Feng Hao had never maintained a high profile. He had been eating, living, and traveling with the mercenaries without any complaints. This surprised the old man, Yu Ning, and the blue-clothed servant girl, especially the old man. He had vaguely guessed that this young man with earth-shattering strength was definitely a high-ranked alchemist.
Without a doubt, an Alchemist was an absolutely noble position. In the Medical Saint Domain, every city had an Alchemist Association. The power of the Alchemist Association was prepared to protect and maintain the identity of an Alchemist. If anyone dared to bully an Alchemist, the Alchemist Association would definitely take action as long as the situation was proven to be true. Even if it was a great clan with a Martial King, it would only lead to destruction if it provoked the Alchemist Association!
That was why apothecaries were prideful and considered themselves to be superior to others. However, the young man in front of him treated him as an ordinary person. This made the old man very confused.
Therefore, when the old man was free, he would often appear in front of Feng Hao and casually chat with him.
However, the content of the conversation was secretly inquiring about Feng Hao's identity and origins. Feng Hao had truthfully said that he had come from the Nephrite Region and was on his way to the Northern Mang Region. However, he had encountered a Flowing Light Storm on the way and had gotten lost. His words were vague and ambiguous.
However, the old man would fail every time.
, under this kind of force
But it felt like hitting cotton.
This made him feel rather depressed.
At night, the stars were shining brightly. Tomorrow, he would arrive at Desolate Ming City in at most half a day's journey. However, Yu Ning was not happy. Her brows were quietly wrinkled, and the blue-clothed maid beside her also sighed.
Seeing the change in Yu Ning's expression, the camp that was originally full of laughter became a lot quieter. These mercenaries also shook their heads and sighed. Their faces were full of sadness and helplessness.
This scene was naturally seen by Fenghao. Immediately, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Sigh!It's a pity that Miss Yu Ning, such a kind person, is going to be married to that kind of … scoundrel, sigh! "
He Jian sighed.
"Marry a scoundrel?"
Feng Hao frowned, turned his head, and asked He Jian, "Brother He Jian, why does Miss Yu Ning have to marry a scoundrel?"
He did not understand.
"Miss Yu Ning, of course, refused to marry that scoundrel. It was the elders of House Yu who forced Miss Yu Ning to marry that scoundrel from Desolate Ming City!"
A young mercenary said while gritting his teeth. His voice was full of anger.
"Forced marriage?"
Feng Hao was stunned, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"That bastard is the grandson of the Barren Ming City's Alchemist Guild's vice chairman, Zhao Liang. The people in Barren Ming City call him Zhao Hei, and he used his grandfather's name to do whatever he wanted in Barren Ming City. There was one time when he bumped into Miss Yu, and he asked his grandfather to ask House Yu for her hand in marriage. The head of House Yu rejected, but the elders of House Yu wanted Zhao Liang's identity and wanted to build a good relationship with the vice chairman, Zhao Yun, so they had to sacrifice Miss Yu!"
He Jian explained in detail.
"So that's how it is."
Feng Hao nodded. These days, he also understood the position of the alchemist in the Medical Saint Region. The power of a city's Alchemist Guild's vice president was incomparable to that of a family. It could be said that if House Yu rejected, House Yu would definitely not be able to develop in Desolate Ming City. They might even find an excuse to get rid of them.
"Originally, Miss Yu Ning was determined to escape, but she was worried about the safety of House Yu, so she returned. Sigh!Miss Yu Ning's heart is too kind, but this time, she came back like a sheep in a tiger's mouth. "
The surrounding mercenaries all sighed softly. Within the camp, a heavy atmosphere pervaded the air.
"Brother Hao, if it's possible, I hope that when the time comes, you can save Miss Yu Ning. She is really too kind, and she can't bear to hurt others, but … God is always so unfair!"
He Jian's eyes were glistening, and he raised his head and sighed.
"Hehe, brother He Jian, don't worry. God is fair!"
Feng Hao curved the corner of his mouth, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
One had to know that he was a true Earth Level Alchemist. With this identity, he should be unimpeded in the Medical Saint Region. It wouldn't take much effort to solve such a small matter.
It was just a small effort, why not?
An uneventful night quickly passed by. On this day, the mercenaries seemed to be a little dispirited and walked slowly. The speed of the convoy had decreased by two times and it was only in the afternoon that a huge city appeared in front of them.
That was Desolate Ming City.
At this moment, the mercenaries' legs felt as if they were filled with lead. They walked even slower. The older ones sighed while the younger ones were filled with resentment. Everyone's hearts were filled with a heavy burden.
What had to be faced still had to be faced. After entering the city, Feng Hao said goodbye with a smile. After asking around, he walked towards the Alchemist Guild.
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