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Chapter 388

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"I'll recognize you right now and let you broaden your horizons."

Ling Xian's lips curled up into a faint smile. His confidence lit up the entire universe.

"Idiot who overestimates himself." Cao Feng snickered in disdain, "I am the descendant of the Cao Clan and yet I cannot recognize these spiritual medicines. What makes you think you can? Pfft, you piece of trash. "

"Ever since you entered, you have called me the descendant of the Cao Clan many times."

Ling Xian glared at Cao Feng, "I admit that the Cao Clan has high alchemy skills and has produced many alchemy masters. But that is not an honor that belongs to you."

"Hmmph, the descendant of the Cao Clan. Those six words are my honor." Cao Feng hissed.

He was right. These six words were indeed a great honor. After all, the Cao Clan has many talented people. To be able to receive the title of descendant, one must have extraordinary alchemy skills.

"That is true. It's just that out of the 43 spiritual medicines in this room, you have not recognized a single one. Don't you think you are a disgrace to the title of descendant?" Ling Xian's lips curled up into a sarcastic smile.

"You!"

Having his sore spot poked, Cao Feng was enraged, "These spiritual medicines are far too rare. It is normal that I don't recognize them. I dare say that even alchemy masters cannot recognize them all!"

"Even alchemy masters cannot recognize them all?"

The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up, "Then I will show you. I will show you that there is always someone better out there."

"You recognize them. I cannot wait to see you make a fool of yourself." Cao Feng's face was full of disdain, not believing that Ling Xian could recognize all the spiritual medicines.

"I am not the one who will make a fool of myself."

Ling Xian spoke softly, "It will be you, the so-called descendant. Of course, the Cao Clan."

"You piece of trash?" Cao Feng snickered, his face full of disdain.

"Just you wait and see. Being the descendant of the Cao Clan will not bring you glory. On the contrary, it will make you feel like you are being ridiculed." Ling Xian glared at him, feeling too lazy to waste any more time with him.

Since things have gotten to this point, there was no need to say more. Only the truth could explain everything and slap Cao Feng in the face!

Therefore, Ling Xian marched forward softly and arrived before the purple medicinal herb. Then, the Essence of Herbalism activated automatically and gave him all the information about this herb.

"The Six-petal Devil Grass is a first-grade herb. It has an extremely yin nature and is naturally poisonous. If I'm not mistaken, this Devil Grass should be around two years old. It's extremely poisonous, and it's an extremely rare poisonous grass. "

Ling Xian recited the name, grade, and medicinal properties of the purple poisonous plant one by one. He even revealed the age of the herb.

It wasn't difficult to recognize a spirit herb, and it wasn't difficult to know its medicinal effects and grade. However, it was undoubtedly a very difficult thing to say its age.

Therefore, after Ling Xian's voice trailed off, Xiao Cui and Cao Feng fell into a state of shock.

Putting aside the age, just the name and medicinal effects were enough to shock the two of them. At first, they didn't believe that Ling Xian would be able to recognize the spiritual medicine here. But now, he was able to name its age. How shocking was this?

"He … he really does recognize it." Xiao Cui mumbled, her dark face was full of shock.

After hearing what she said, Cao Feng was even more shocked. He stared deadly at Ling Xian. Other than disbelief, there was nothing but disbelief.

Sadly, Xiao Cui's statement had proven that Ling Xian was right. He had to believe it even if he didn't want to!

"Master Cao, I wonder what you have to say now?" Ling Xian softly grinned. There was no sarcasm on his face.

However, to Cao Feng, it was truly sarcasm. He hissed, "Hmmph, so what if you recognize one? Maybe you just happened to see it. If you have the guts, then continue! "

"You don't know what's good for you."

Ling Xian uttered out three words, "Since you want me to continue, then I suggest you be mentally prepared. Or else you might not be able to handle the shock."

Then, he ignored the enraged Cao Feng and shifted his gaze to the second spiritual medicine.

Since this person didn't know his place, then Ling Xian was not going to be nice. He planned on using the Essence of Herbalism to slap Cao Feng in the face!

"The Three Leaved Blue Sangha Flower has a mild medicinal effect, but it is soft with a hint of hardness. It is extremely dominating. Just a little powder from it can cause all cultivators below the completion level to rot and die. As for those of the completion level, one flower is enough. "

Ling Xian spoke softly. Not only did he reveal all the information about the flower, but he also analyzed how strong its poison was.

This shocked Xiao Cui even more. She mumbled, "He even recognizes the Three Leaved Blue Sangha Flower. Unbelievable."

Hearing this, Cao Feng's face turned white. Other than disbelief, there was also a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

"I am sure you will say that recognizing the second one isn't a big deal. So I will continue." Ling Xian softly grinned, "Please be mentally prepared. Don't lose your soul when the time comes."

The moment his voice trailed off, the Essence of Herbalism revealed the third spiritual medicine.

"This is the Ghost Grass of the Underworld …" Ling Xian slowly relayed the information and once again, Xiao Cui and Cao Feng fell into a state of shock.

Then, the two of them fell into a state of shock and never came out again.

Because Ling Xian continued to speak. The fourth, the fifth, the sixth, all the way to the 43rd. The speed at which he spoke was getting faster and faster. Every single piece of information he spoke about was extremely detailed.

This made Xiao Cui more and more shocked. Every time Ling Xian spoke the name of a spiritual medicine, she couldn't help but mumble to confirm that he was right.

Because of this, Cao Feng's face turned paler and paler. The shock on his face intensified and reached a point where it couldn't be any worse!

After Ling Xian spoke the name of the last spiritual medicine, his entire being froze and his brain went blank.

The only thought he had was that it was impossible. Absolutely impossible. He couldn't believe that a cultivator that he looked down upon could actually name all forty-three types of spirit herbs in this place. This was simply a fantasy!

It was true. Any alchemist wouldn't be able to accept this and think it was impossible. However, after Xiao Cui confirmed it, the Arabian Nights became a symbol of strength. At the same time, it was a great irony.

Powerfulness was referring to Ling Xian, irony was referring to Cao Feng.

"That's impossible, that's impossible. 43 spiritual medicines and I don't even recognize one of them. How could he recognize all of them? "Cao Feng's face was pale white and he lost his soul. Ling Xian's attack had reached a point of no return.

"Nothing is impossible. I told you, just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it." Ling Xian's expression was calm and he was as casual as ever. There was no trace of arrogance on his face.

This was in stark contrast to Cao Feng, whose face was deathly pale.

One had an unparalleled temperament and was out of the world like an immortal. The other had a pair of lifeless eyes and lost his soul, like a stray dog.

The difference between the two was like the difference between the cloud and the mud.

Or in other words, the latter didn't even have the right to be compared to the former.

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