69: Chapter 69 Thousand-Year Snow Lotus 69: Chapter 69 Thousand-Year Snow Lotus The young man in white looked at Mu Can with a seemingly earnest desire to learn, snapping open his fan in a dashing and artistic manner.

A young man accompanied by a woman slowly walked over and stood before Mu Can, loudly asking, “Do you even know who stands before you?”

Mu Can immediately put on a frightened demeanor, lowering his voice a few notches as he asked, “Who are you?”

“He is the son of the City Lord of Longming City.

He is also the most promising alchemist among the hundred cities in the region and will join the Alchemist Association in the future,” the young woman beside him declared pompously, her tone brimming with pride as if she were speaking of herself.

The young man smiled at the woman and nodded, thinking to himself, “It’s really worth treating you the best, you indeed know what’s right.”

“Alchemist Association?” Mu Can feigned confusion.

“Are you a fool?

You don’t know about the Alchemist Association?

It’s the Flame Association in Flame City,” the woman said loudly and mockingly upon seeing Mu Can’s clueless expression.

Seeing a bumbling fool here trying to act sophisticated with a cloak.

The young man in white and his companion were bored, and now that they saw Mu Can, they thought to tease him.

“If you join the Alchemist Association, you can come here to receive a privileged card,” a pharmacy attendant said respectfully to the young man.

“Privileged card?” The young man’s eyes lit up; he had long heard of and desired the legendary privileged card.

Until today, he didn’t know that it was only obtainable through joining the Alchemist Association.

“Yes, according to the store’s policy, alchemists who successfully join the Alchemist Association are eligible to receive our store’s privileged card,” the pharmacy attendant explained.

“Do you have the two medicinal ingredients I mentioned or not?” Mu Can, growing impatient, gently tapped the counter and asked.

“Why the rush?

You really have no perception,” the woman said upon seeing the displeased look in Mu Can’s eyes.

“You all chatter and whine; don’t delay my shopping,” Mu Can also said with an upset face.

Giving you some respect is enough, can’t always be disrespected.

“Dear, he’s being mean,” the woman leaned into the young man’s arms and complained after hearing Mu Can.

Mu Can was speechless; it was clearly them who had provoked him first.

Seeing his woman feeling wronged, the young man in white immediately exploded.

“How dare you speak like that, you bumpkin?” Swinging his fan, he fiercely struck towards Mu Can.

With the power Mu Can currently displayed, if the fan hit accurately, even a light blow could cause severe injuries.

Mu Can’s gaze turned cold; he had thought this young man was just young and ignorant but didn’t expect such a ruthless move.

“Scram.” Mu Can blocked the incoming fan with his hand, producing a crisp clinking sound as the fan hit.

The heavily cultivated Mu Can now had a terrifying physical strength; he actually caught a spiritual artifact with his bare hands.

Brushing aside the incoming fan, Mu Can delivered a kick directly onto the young man’s torso.

The young man, dressed in white, now bore a footprint on his chest and was kicked several meters away.

This was still Mu Can holding back; otherwise, that one kick could have killed him.

“You dare strike me?

You fucking dare strike me?” The young man, unaccustomed to such treatment, got up yelling.

“Scram.” Mu Can lifted his fist and cursed.

Thinking Mu Can was about to strike again, the young man, terrified, pulled his companion and fled from the store in total disarray.

“Behaving violently in the store, you really don’t respect the rules,” the pharmacy attendant said frowningly to Mu Can.

Mu Can took a token out from his bosom and tossed it to the pharmacy attendant.

The pharmacy clerk instinctively reached out to receive it, looked at it briefly, and hurriedly said respectfully.

“I didn’t know an honored guest was arriving; my apologies for the oversight.”

The token was given to him by Huo Lie before he left; it is a Token of the Honorary Elder of the Flame Branch.

Any alchemist who joins the Alchemist Association can receive the esteemed privilege card of acquiring heavenly and earthly treasures.

Now that the Honorary Elder of the Alchemist Association has personally come, the pharmacy clerk felt his legs shaking.

He was terrified that Mu Can might cause trouble for him due to his earlier arrogant attitude.

“Take me to see your store manager.” Mu Can took back the token and said coldly,

The clerk hurriedly led Mu Can upstairs to the second floor, treating him even more carefully than his own father.

The young man in white ran out of the pharmacy with his companion, the two stood in the street, his eyes slowly filled with resentment.

“What should we do?” The woman had never encountered such a situation before, in Longming City, whoever dared to lay a hand on the city lord’s son was asking for trouble, but here was Pingyun City.

“Let’s go, ask Uncle Gao for help at the city lord’s,” the young man in white decided, unwilling to let things go.

The pharmacy clerk led Mu Can to the second floor.

The store manager was an elderly man with gray hair, presently bent over an unidentified book.

“What’s the hurry?” Hearing the clerk’s panicky footsteps, the middle-aged man did not even lift his head, speaking displeasedly.

“Uncle Zhang, an esteemed guest has arrived at the store,” the pharmacy clerk quickly said.

On hearing about the esteemed guest, the elderly man slowly raised his head.

Mu Can was then able to see the old man’s real face—an old face full of wrinkles, which bizarrely had its entire right side pitch black as ink.

“Yin Yang face.

Seems this old man has quite a story,” Purple Cloud within the Reincarnation Pearl said indistinctly.

“This is an Honorary Elder from the Alchemist Association,” the pharmacy clerk quickly explained.

“Oh?

Which branch?” The elderly man asked with interest as he looked at Mu Can.

Mu Can handed the Elder Token he had put away earlier to the clerk, who hurriedly passed it to the elderly man.

The old man took hold of the token and scrutinized it.

Holding the token tightly in his hands, without any noticeable action, a blurry character “dan” (pill) appeared on the surface of the token.

Only then did Mu Can realize that the token Huo Lie had given him was authenticated by such a method.

“Indeed, an Honorary Elder of the Alchemist Association.” After verifying, the old man bowed and greeted Mu Can, his previously expressionless face now bearing a sincere smile.

“Elder, I come to seek your assistance,” Mu Can respectfully took off his cloak and said to the old man.

“Just call me Uncle Zhang; just speak directly if you have any requests,” the elder replied, his interest piqued at seeing such a young Mu Can.

“I am looking for two medicinal ingredients: Thousand-Year Snow Lotus and Millennial Phoenix Perch Parasol Heart,” Mu Can stated straightforwardly.

Upon hearing the medicinal ingredients mentioned by Mu Can, the old man’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, quickly responded.

“Thousand-Year Snow Lotus is not a problem; we currently have one in the store, but the Millennial Phoenix Perch Parasol Heart is quite rare; even a thousand-year-old one isn’t available here.”

Hearing that a Thousand-Year Snow Lotus could be found here, Mu Can also showed a smile.

Finding one of the sought items made the trip worthwhile.

“Seeing that such a young man like yourself is already an Honorary Elder of the Alchemist Association, truly a hero from youth, but I wonder what do you need the Millennial Phoenix Perch Parasol Heart for?

To my knowledge, the energy within the Phoenix Perch Parasol Heart is extremely volatile, and there’s no precedent for its use in medicine,” the old man asked with curiosity.

The Phoenix Perch Parasol Heart not being suitable for medical use was common knowledge among alchemists, surely this young man, being an Honorary Elder, should know that.

PS: Happy Valentine’s Day, that concludes the first chapter, please recommend and collect.

The hard-working author is still writing on Valentine’s Day.

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