“Illness?” Master Yan froze. “Young girl, you’re wrong. I’m not ill.”
The crowd nodded one after another. They had only heard that Master Yan’s cultivation was ruined, and he couldn’t refine pills, but nothing about him having an illness.
Furthermore, Master Yan had been a fourth-grade alchemist. He would know about any illnesses he had. If he was incapable of treating them, what could Lou Qianxue achieve?
Everyone subconsciously felt that Lou Qianxue was wrong. However, considering the matter involving Xia Zheng and Yan Gongqing, they kept quiet.
It was the cold hard truth that both times Lou Qianxue had slapped their faces.
It still hurt. Since they did not want to get slapped by Lou Qianxue again, they did not dare to talk further.
The scarlet-masked young man beside Master Yan narrowed his sharp, amorous eyes. He observed Lou Qianxue. This girl seems to be weirder than what I had imagined.
“If I’m not wrong, Master Yan, your cultivation is still fine. It is not ruined,” Lou Qianxue confidently said.
Master Yan’s pupils shrank as he exclaimed in shock, “How do you know?”
Is he admitting to it by saying this?
Everyone was astonished, and they felt glad at the same time!
Fortunately, they hadn’t chided Lou Qianxue for being arrogant and for spouting nonsense.
It was evident that believing in Lou Qianxue was right.
They saw for themselves that Master Yan could not defeat Lou Qianxue.
From this moment on, everyone became determined to believe in Lou Qianxue without consideration.
Li Tingtao and Bai Muyan, who were somewhat familiar with Lou Qianxue, could not stop their mouths from smiling.
“I can tell.”
Lou Qianxue went a few steps forward, raised her eyebrows, and said, “Although your cultivation is fine, you can’t refine your flame core or practice alchemy. If these things are not the effects of an illness, then what are they?”
“What? Master Yan’s cultivation is fine?”
“Then why can’t he refine pills?”
“Exactly. With his talent, Master Yan would have definitely progressed to an advanced stage of alchemy. Why did he give up?”
Master Yan heaved a sigh, and it seemed that his face had instantly aged by a few years. Even his voice turned desolate. “You’re the second person who can tell that I can’t refine a flame core. I’m an alchemist, a fourth-grade alchemist, yet I can’t refine a flame core. How ridiculous is this? Even Teacher couldn’t save me. To cover this up, I could only profess to the world that my cultivation had been ruined. However, I did not expect you to expose the truth today.”
Although Master Yan admitted that he had an ‘illness’, he did not think that Lou Qianxue could treat it. “Treating this illness is out of the capabilities of even my teacher. Even if you identified it, what can you do about it? I’m impressed that you could discern that I had an illness, and more so about your attainment of alchemy. I might not be a match for you. I don’t know how you’ve learned this much, given that you are so young, and have yet to become a proper alchemist.”
“I can do a lot more than this,” Lou Qianxue said, “If you don’t let me try, how do you know that I can’t do it?”
Master Yan froze. He realized that ever since he had met this young girl, she had always been calm and confident. Nothing could make her panic.
And when he recalled that she had indeed done something that he had thought was impossible, his thoughts spun. Perhaps, she really could.
Master Yan’s heart that had been numb for more than 30 years was stirred by a new ray of hope…