Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor

A few days later, Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming, along with their group, returned to Yujing.

Ye Beiming alone escorted Ye Beilian back to the Palace.

After settling the Sky Hunting Corps down, Yun Sheng felt somewhat worried about Ye Beiming's visit to the Imperial Palace.

Even without Ye Beiming saying it, she could feel that the Crown Prince's severe injuries, almost leading to death, could likely implicate Ye Beiming.

Meanwhile, Dharma Temple Chief Si Ming, Ji Yu, was in Yujing City visiting the Grandmaster Wen of Medicine Emperor Pavilion.

Two men, famous in their respective fields on the continent for decades, one specializing in medical skills, the other immersed in Magic Potion crafting, yet they are the best of friends.

Just as the National Hand of Medicine emerged from his recent secluded work on a new elixir, Si Ming paid him a visit.

"Ji Yu, you rascal, you must have a long nose – no sooner is my new elixir out of the furnace than you are here knocking on my door," said Grandmaster Wen loudly and laughingly upon hearing from Qi Fangfei that someone from the Magic Temple was calling on him.

"Haha, Old Wen Qingfeng, you crafted a top-grade elixir, naturally, I must come to congratulate you personally," a man in blue robes, accompanied by Xia Wenxu, entered.

Wen Qingfeng and Ji Yu, both nearing their venerable age yet well-maintained, appeared youthful with not a wrinkle on their faces.

However, in comparison to Ji Yu, Wen Qingfeng, with his dark hair like ink, seemed only in his thirties, while Ji Yu, despite his age-less face, had white hair like an old man at twilight.

The cause of Ji Yu's white hair was due to his ability to foresee.

As Chief Si Ming of the Mainland Magic Temple, Ji Yu could observe the stars and predict the cycle of the moon, his perceptive eyes able to penetrate the Heavenly Secret.

But defying the Heavenly Destiny is forbidden, and disclosing too much of it, he had turned his hair white since his youth.

Wen Qingfeng had often warned him about it, but he could not help but persist, daring to defy the Heavenly Destiny.

"So, this must be Wenxu, indeed as the outside world describes, a talent extraordinary, your Magic Cultivation must have reached the Sky Realm, isn't it?" Even though Wen Qingfeng and Ji Yu are good friends, being giants in their own rights, they had met only once in the past five or six years.

"Thanks for the compliment, Great National Doctor," over a year apart, Xia Wenxu still appeared as that impeccable young man.

"Master of the Main Temple and Junior Fate gathered here, don't tell me it's just to appreciate my new elixir," Grandmaster Wen is no fool either.

Although his relationship with Ji Yu was good, as an ancient physician and Magic Pharmacist, they still competed against each other behind the scenes and overtly.

"Haha, right you are, Old Man Yao, you know me best. Today aside from visiting you and addressing some Royal Family matters, there is one thing I would like to ask you about," Si Ming instructed Xia Wenxu to bring out a bottle of Magic Potion.

"This is?" Although Grandmaster Wen is a doctor, he also had some understanding of Magic Medicine.

The bottle in Xia Wenxu's hand was a new medicine, brightly red in color, looking to be High-grade Magic Medicine, yet the amount of liquid left was not much, only about one-fifth full.

"I came for this bottle of medicine. The name of this potion is Moon God's Praise; I want to ask you, did this come from your Medicine Emperor Pavilion?" This bottle of Moon God's Praise was acquired unintentionally by the Magic Temple.

After the auction in Luoxia City, Chen Luohe took the Moon God's Praise, which he had bought for ten thousand Imperial Purple Gold Coins, back to Tangyuan Country.

Though desperately eager for his child's success, out of caution, Chen Luohe still sent this hard-won Magic Potion to the local Magic Temple for a reputable Magic Pharmacist to authenticate it.

Upon identification, even the Magic Pharmacists of the Magic Temple did not know the exact origin of this Magic Potion.

They could only rely on the analysis of the Magic Potion's ingredients to ascertain that it was non-toxic to the body.

Once it was confirmed that the Magic Potion was non-toxic, Chen Luohe immediately had his only son take it.

Just overnight, the next day, Chen Luohe's son, who could not feel a trace of Magic Elements in his body and was considered useless, suddenly became a Magician capable of controlling both water and wind elements.

Moreover, after taking the Magic Potion, there was not the slightest discomfort in Chen Family's only son's body, and to this day, there have been no side effects whatsoever.

The entire Chen Family was overjoyed, and the Magic Temple of Tang Yuan was shocked.

This kind of Magic Potion had surpassed the understanding of the Magic Pharmacists of the Magic Temple.

Fortunately, the Chen family had not used up all of this Magic Potion, so the Magic Temple obtained the remaining part from Chen Luohe.

Most bizarrely, when the Magic Temple tried to replicate this Magic Potion by analyzing the components and attempting to imitate the production process, they found that even when using the exact same materials, they could not replicate the exact same Moon God's Praise.

"Oh, there truly is such a miraculous Magic Potion, it seems that a genius in Magic Potion crafting has emerged on the continent," Grandmaster Wen's tone even carried a bit of teasing.

To make old Ji Yu eat humble pie, hehe, just the thought of it is quite delightful.

"Old man, don't be complacent. This Magic Potion isn't just a simple potion; we've also tested it. It has a significant effect on Martial Artists, greatly enhancing their meditation effects. That's why I came to ask you, was it someone from the Medicine Emperor Pavilion who crafted this Magic Potion?" After the people from Tang Yuan Magic Temple reported this situation back to the Main Temple, Ji Yu also examined this Magic Potion, but even he couldn't discern what techniques were used in its crafting.

After inquiring more, he eventually learned that the Magic Potion came from an auction held by the Wuji Commerce.

Unfortunately, the Wuji Commerce keeps a strict confidentiality about the identity and origin of the auctioneer, and even under the pressure of the Magic Temple, they only disclosed the name "Little Ci'en Hall."

The efficiency of the Magic Temple's operations is so high, that within a few days, they found out that Ci'en Hall was a newly opened clinic in Yujing.

The clinic was obscure, but its distinguishing feature was that the attending physician was Fan Zhi, a former Imperial Physician from Great Zhou and a disciple of the National Hand of Medicine from the Medicine Emperor Pavilion.

"You suspect that this potion was crafted by Fan Zhi?" Grandmaster Wen looked slightly uncomfortable when he heard the name Fan Zhi.

Wen Qingfeng had complicated feelings towards his disciple Fan Zhi.

On one hand, Fan Zhi was the most talented disciple he had trained in his decades of medical practice, but it was also this disciple that had disappointed him the most.

He had given up the special study of Ancient Medical Skills in the middle of his path and switched to learning Magic.

Despite having considerable ties with Ji Yu, Wen Qingfeng had never approved of Magic Medicine.

"Could it not be him? But besides your disciple, who else on the continent can craft a Magic Potion that even the Magic Temple cannot replicate?" Ji Yu was still somewhat incredulous.

"It's definitely not him; Fan Zhi started learning Magic midway, his Magic Talent is not good enough to craft high-grade Magic Medicine," Wen Qingfeng frowned in silence.

Just then, Qi Fangfei came in to serve tea, "Grandmaster Wen, the palace has sent a message, commanding you to visit the palace at all costs. The Crown Prince is critically ill and may not survive the night."