857. Pseudo Heavenly Class Potion (1)Translator: Guy Gone Bad

“My disciple, have you really become a heavenly class pharmacist?” Cheng Mo Bai excitedly walked into the pharmacy room and asked.

Mo Fei nodded, “I guess so!”

“Where is the heavenly class potion you made?” Cheng Mobai rubbed his hands, asking with great excitement.

Hearing him, Mo Fei showed some dissatisfied expression, “Taken away by people from the pharmacists’ association.”

“What? That’s a heaven class potion! Just taken away like that?” Cheng Mobai snarled, face sunk.

Mo Fei scratched his head, “They came over claiming for it. What choice did I have?”

The pharmacists’ association had great power here in the herb capital. In comparison, although Mo Fei was improving very fast, he had no background here. Among those people, there were three heavenly class masters. Besides, Cheng Mobai and Wang Weixing were not around. He alone really could do nothing.

Cheng Mobai gritted his teeth, grumbling in whispers, “That gang of damnable bastards!”

Mo Fei took out a golden potion from beside him.

“This is?” Cheng Mobai opened his eyes wide.

“I divided the potion into three portions, and they only took one third.” Mo Fei explained faintly.

Cheng Mobai blinked, “My disciple, you are so smart!”

Mo Fei smiled and said, “I’m flattered. I’m flattered.” He had planned to use one third to trick Chen Xiaoyao, but those people of the pharmacists’ association came first.

“My disciple, look, you are a heavenly class pharmacist now. When can you work out the painkilling potion for me?” Cheng Mobai rubbed his hands, asking nervously.

Mo Fei narrowed his eyes and said, “Shifu, I have gone somewhere. Give me some more time.”

Cheng Mobai nodded, “All right.”

…

In a confined room on the top floor of the pharmacists’ association gathered several old men, all of whom were heavenly class pharmacists k. They were the leaders of the four great families Wei, Chu, Feng and Tang.

“Have you got the test results?” Wei Yanhe asked.

“Yeah, it’s indeed a heavenly class potion, but only at the primary grade, not that good, just an inferior one.” Chu Changsheng replied.

“Even so, he is already tough enough!” Feng Tianhong said.

“What a damned guy!” Tang Shunfeng sulked.

Wei Yanhe’s face changed. If they let Mo Fei grow like that, the threat to their four big families would be too big.

Mo Fei was merely in his twenties. When they were young, they were also a bunch of talents. But when in their twenties, they could only refine potions at the early stage of earth class.

“I’ve heard that those people who have been poisoned by the soul-killing potion seem to be a little restless lately.” Tang Shunfeng said blandly.

“Well, those fellows, who don’t trust us, have set their eyes on Mo Fei, who’s a brat trying to work out an antidote to Soul-killing Poison!” Feng Tianhong was full of disdain.

Chu Changsheng drew a deep breath, “We have studied so long and didn’t go anywhere. It’s no strange they’d have some other thoughts.”

Wei Yanhe coldly hummed, “What poison did they get? That’s the soul-killing potion, number one of the top ten poisons! How would it be so easy to develop the antidote?” One should know, since ancient times, anyone who got the soul-killing potions could only die. Ten thousand years ago, that was taken as some kind of incurable disease.

“We understand these things, but they don’t.” Feng Tianhong said coldly.

“What if Mo Fei works something out? Then we…” Chu Changsheng darkened his face, wanting to say something but not knowing how to open his mouth.

“It’s not that easy.” Feng Tianhong disapproved.

“We’ll talk about it later. Now we should focus on the potion test thing.” Said Wei Yanhe, hands held behind.

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