When Jiang Yun left Hidden Peak and arrived at the Sect gate, the two Disciples responsible for guarding it naturally prepared to step forward and stop him.
However, to their surprise, a voice echoed in their ears again, causing them to look shocked while allowing Jiang Yun to walk out of the Sect gate unhindered once more.
It wasn't until Jiang Yun's figure had disappeared that one of the Disciples murmured, "What is this kid's background, anyway?"
Last time he left the Sect, Elder Sha ordered us not to stop him, and this time, the Sect Master himself told us to let him pass, and even allowed him to enter and exit freely in the future!"
The other Disciple shook his head and said, "Who knows!"
But this guy has quite a personality; he doesn't even wear the clothes issued by the Sect, just runs around in a beast hide.
Don't tell me, it actually looks pretty imposing..."
Jiang Yun's gray servant uniform had been almost completely burned to rags during his fight with Fang Ruolin.
Originally, he should have gone to the Deacon Hall to get a new set, but he hadn't thought that far.
For him, wearing a beast hide was more comfortable.
With familiar ease, Jiang Yun didn't take much time to arrive at the red light boundary within the Trapped Beast Forest.
He stepped across without hesitation, re-entering this Forbidden Land.
This time, Jiang Yun's goal was to find Materials for refining Qi Induction Pill, so he didn't actively draw blood to attract Vicious Beasts as he had last time.
However, if he encountered Vicious Beasts along the way, he wouldn't let them go.
He continued walking and moving forward, gradually entering the depths of the Trapped Beast Forest.
Behind Jiang Yun, a black mist quietly appeared at some unknown time.
Naturally, Old Hei's eerie voice also echoed from within the mist: "Why is this beast-hide kid here again?
Although I'm doing your Senior Brother a favor, you can't treat this place like your home, coming and going as you please!
Also, what is he looking for?
Hmm, could it be..."
"Cough cough!"
Hearing the cough, Jiang Yun immediately turned around, and when he clearly saw Old Hei standing behind him, his face instantly lit up with joy, saying, "Big Brother Old Hei, why are you still here?"
Old Hei didn't answer the question, but instead pointed at the few wild grasses Jiang Yun was holding in his hand and asked, "What do you want these wild grasses for?"
"For refining Medicine."
"You can refine Medicine?"
Old Hei's eyes suddenly widened to their extreme, and a look of astonishment appeared on his dry, tree-bark-like face as he said, "You are an Alchemist?
What grade of Medicinal Pill can you refine?"
Facing Old Hei's series of questions, Jiang Yun answered them one by one: "I can refine Medicine, but I can't really be called an Alchemist yet.
As for what grade of Medicinal Pill I can refine, I can't say for sure, because I've only refined a few kinds."
Old Hei hurriedly said, "What Medicinal Pills have you refined?
Tell me!"
"There's Tian Qing Dan, Moon Dream Dew, Purple Luo Powder, Detoxification Pill, and some other Medicinal Pills whose names I don't know."
Every time Jiang Yun reported the name of a Medicinal Pill, Old Hei's mouth would open a bit wider.
By the time Jiang Yun finished speaking, Old Hei's mouth was so wide open it couldn't close, and he was even almost drooling.
And in his heart, he was almost screaming: "Heavens, these Medicinal Pills are all extremely suitable for our Yao Race!
I understand!
This kid must be the Alchemist he cultivated specifically to refine Medicine for our Yao Race!"
Old Hei came back to his senses, quickly swallowed his drool, and forced a smile onto his face, saying, "Little Brother, you are too modest.
Based on the Medicinal Pills you've refined, you're already qualified to be a Demon Refiner, and what's more, you're so young.
If this were to spread, it would absolutely cause a sensation throughout the world!"
Old Hei's words were truly not flattery towards Jiang Yun, but the truth.
In this world, there are countless races, and when it comes to powerful individuals, there are absolutely many of them.
However, there are a few special professions that are truly rare, such as Alchemists, Artifact Refiners, Formation Masters, and so on.
Because these professions, putting aside talent, first require a large amount of time, and secondly, personal effort and perseverance.
Take Jiang Yun as an example; just to familiarize himself with and master the characteristics of various animals and plants, he spent nearly sixteen years, entering Mang Mountain countless times.
The boredom, frustration, and constant threat to his life involved in this kind of endeavor are things that very few people can achieve!
As for Cultivators, most of them cultivate the Dao to pursue powerful strength and long life; how could they bear to waste time on these matters?
What's more, even if one can achieve it, it doesn't mean they will definitely become an Alchemist.
Because to become an Alchemist, another very important point must be possessed — wealth!
Refining Medicine sounds simple; if you have the Materials, you can try to refine it, but Materials are not found everywhere or easily obtained.
Especially for refining Advanced grade Medicinal Pills, the required Materials are even rarer, often hard to find even with a thousand pieces of gold.
Moreover, refining Medicine cannot always be successful; once it fails, all the Materials are wasted.
And most Alchemists, including Jiang Yun, need to experience many failures when refining a completely new Medicinal Pill, which means consuming a large amount of Materials.
Jiang Yun is in Mang Mountain, within a natural treasure trove, which can provide him with sufficient Materials, so he never lacks Materials.
But for others, these Materials, besides collecting them themselves, need to be purchased.
Over the years, the wealth spent just on purchasing Materials would absolutely be an astronomical figure, something that ordinary people simply cannot afford.
Therefore, even in large Sects, Alchemists are very precious and rare; for example, the vast Wen Dao Sect only has one Alchemist.
Naturally, all these factors have led to the esteemed status of Alchemists and other special professions.
Any Alchemist, in any region, or even any race, will receive extremely high respect and preferential treatment.
It is easy to imagine how shocked Old Hei was when he learned that Jiang Yun, at such a young age, could refine so many Medicinal Pills.
Jiang Yun himself didn't feel it was that remarkable; after all, he was not deeply involved in worldly affairs.
Although he had deliberately read some books related to Medicine Refining after entering the Wen Dao Sect, that was all.
Most of his time was spent on cultivating the Dao.
At this moment, Old Hei's gaze towards Jiang Yun clearly held a hint of eagerness, saying, "Little Brother, what Medicinal Pill are you preparing to refine, and what Materials do you need?"
"I want to refine Qi Induction Pill.
As for the Materials, I'm not too sure, but based on the scent and taste emitted by the Qi Induction Pill, I speculate it should be three Materials: Thousand-Layer Flower, Furong Ball, and Dust-Cleansing Grass."
Jiang Yun's words caused Old Hei's mouth, which he had just managed to close, to open wide again.
Without a Pill Formula, being able to identify the Material components of a Medicinal Pill merely by smelling its scent and tasting it—such an ability was something he had never even heard of; even Advanced Alchemists might not be able to do it.
Swallowing hard, Old Hei repeatedly told himself in his mind, "Calm down, calm down.
Maybe this kid is just talking nonsense.
Old Hei, Old Hei, you're an old Demon; you can't be fooled by a Human Race kid's few words!
No, I need to test him!"
Thinking of this, Old Hei suddenly opened his palm, and a blue, shimmering Medicinal Pill appeared in his palm, saying, "Little Brother, can you tell what Materials this Medicinal Pill was refined from?"