145: Chapter 145: Heavenly Medicine Pavilion 145: Chapter 145: Heavenly Medicine Pavilion “How could Brother Huo be like this?”

“It seems he’s injured!”

“And it looks like his hand is also fractured.

Who did this?”

For a time, the disciples of the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall were all discussing among themselves.

At this moment, a group of people walked out from the inner hall of the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall.

Leading them was a middle-aged man in black clothes, with a square face and a commanding presence, radiating a strong aura.

Moving with the stride of a dragon and the step of a tiger, full of momentum, he was the current head of the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall, Chen Yuntian, and also Chen Xiu’s father.

By Chen Yuntian’s side, there were also many people who were various instructors and persons in charge from the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall.

“What happened here?”

When Chen Yuntian and the others saw Huo Qishan’s condition, their expressions changed.

“Father,” Chen Xiu looked at Chen Yuntian with a somewhat ashamed expression, unsure of what to say.

“Master, it is the disciple’s incompetence.

I challenged someone and ended up defeated, and that’s why I was beaten like this,” Huo Qishan spoke.

Chen Yuntian’s brows furrowed slightly as he checked Huo Qishan’s injuries and said, “Arm fracture, and internal injuries in the body.

It seems you’ve encountered a master.

Tell me, who exactly did you challenge?”

“Father, it’s all my fault.” Chen Xiu’s gaze flickered as he relayed the events, recounting everything from his quarrel and defeat at the hands of Xiao Yifeng.

After listening to Chen Xiu, Chen Yuntian’s brow was tightly locked, and the instructors and responsible members of the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall were all in sheer shock.

“A young lad actually managed to defeat both Xiu’er and Qishan with individual moves.

This young man’s strength is definitely at least at the late stage of Dark Energy.”

The instructors and others discussed among themselves, their eyes revealing an incredulous expression.

Chen Yuntian narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickering.

He said, “First, take Qishan to the hospital for treatment.

As for you, Xiu’er, not only did you injure others with martial arts on your own accord but you also had Qishan avenge you, resulting in his injury.

This is an insult to our Chen Family Martial Arts Hall’s reputation.

I now sentence you to one month of house arrest, during which you are not permitted to take a single step into the house.”

Chen Xiu’s face shifted slightly, but in the end, he nodded his head.

“Head of the hall, Xiu’er and Qishan are respectively the Young Master and your disciple of Chen Family Martial Arts Hall.

With the situation as it is, if we don’t take some action, I am afraid it might bring ridicule upon our hall,” a few instructors said as they looked at Chen Yuntian, and the others nodded in agreement.

“We mustn’t act rashly on this matter.

Although our Chen Family Martial Arts Hall is strong, the Ye Family is one of the Four Great Families in Tianhai City, and whether it is their connections or influence, they are at least not weaker than ours,” Chen Yuntian said gravely.

“Since this person is the betrothed of the Ye Family’s daughter, it means he is part of the Ye Family.

If we handle this poorly and cause discord between Chen Family Martial Arts Hall and the Ye Family, I’m afraid it will not be good,” Chen Yuntian added in a deep voice.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yifeng was roaming around the various pharmacies of Tianhai City, trying to buy some medicinal herbs to make an ointment to help Wang Miaomiao remove her scars.

Having promised Wang Miaomiao to help her with her scars, he naturally intended to do so.

Moreover, seeing Wang Miaomiao’s condition, he was reminded of his own past, which stirred a sense of pity in him for Miaomiao.

That was why he had decided to help her get rid of the scars and be reborn.

However, Xiao Yifeng had visited many pharmacies, but the medicinal materials they had were either of insufficient age or fakes, without any genuinely good-aged medicinal materials.

“Heavenly Medicine Pavilion!”

Unaware, Xiao Yifeng found himself before a house replete with ancient-style architecture, its facade adorned with three large characters inscribed in dynamic, serpentine strokes.

As Xiao Yifeng’s penetrating gaze swept over the place, a trace of surprise lit up his face.

He hadn’t expected to stumble upon a herbal medicine shop, and one where the stock was not only aged but comprised of rare medicinal herbs.

Stepping into the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion, Xiao Yifeng saw throngs of people gathered to buy medicine, the air inside thick with the pungent aroma of herbs.

Approaching the counter, Xiao Yifeng passed a list to the man behind it and said, “I’ll need all these herbs prepared, all of the finest age.”

Upon reviewing the list in Xiao Yifeng’s hand, a flash of astonishment crossed the man’s eyes.

Looking at Xiao Yifeng he asked, “Sir, are you a doctor?”

“What’s the problem?

Can’t one buy medicine if they’re not a doctor?”, Xiao Yifeng responded coolly.

“Of course not.

I was just curious; some of the herbs listed here are rare.

Only veteran Traditional Chinese Medicine doctors would recognize them,” the man replied with a smile.

“Do you not have them here?”

The man hastened to say, “We certainly do.

In all of China, if one speaks of the most comprehensive and variety-packed herbal stock, Heavenly Medicine Pavilion stands alone.

If even we don’t have it, it’s likely nowhere in China will.”

“Then prepare them all,” Xiao Yifeng instructed.

“Very well, please wait a moment, Sir,” the man said, taking the list to collect the herbs.

Xiao Yifeng’s perceptive eyes scanned over the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion again, confirming what the man said to be true.

Indeed, the variety of herbs stored within the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion was vast, and their age was significant.

Some were incredibly rare.

Possessing such an array of precious and scarce herbs implied that the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion was no ordinary place.

“Sir, here are the herbs you requested.

Please check them.”

Soon, the man presented Xiao Yifeng with several packets of herbs.

With a mere glance, Xiao Yifeng’s eyes confirmed their correctness.

“How much?”

“That will be eight thousand in total.

Some of these herbs are quite rare, so the price may be a bit high,” the man explained.

Xiao Yifeng nodded, then inquired, “Do you sell mortar and pestles here?”

“Yes.

Sir, do you wish to grind your own medicine?” the man asked, eyeing Xiao Yifeng with a hint of surprise.

“Yes,” Xiao Yifeng answered briefly.

He purchased a mortar and pestle and then left the premises.

Upon returning home, Xiao Yifeng placed all the herbs into the mortar, added water, and began grinding.

He followed a secret technique for the preparation and, after half an hour, had produced a small jar of ointment specifically for scar removal.

Although the market was awash with scar-erasing products, none were particularly effective.

However, Xiao Yifeng’s ointment, with its unique recipe derived from the Yin-Yang Forbidden Tome, had incredible, almost unbelievable effects.

Armed with this recipe, Xiao Yifeng was confident he could help Wang Miaomiao eliminate her scars, restoring her youthful beauty.

With the ointment in hand, Xiao Yifeng left the villa and set off for Tianhai University.

Upon his arrival at Tianhai University, Xiao Yifeng intended to call Wang Miaomiao, but then he overheard the conversation of a few male students nearby.