Fan Zhidong said smugly, "Of course, at first, I also didn't believe the other party was the Sect Leader of the Shennong Sect. But they diagnosed the patient's symptoms without even checking the pulse, and they were completely accurate."

"Oh, you're exaggerating!" someone sneered.

Fan Zhidong snorted and mysteriously took out a small bottle: "Believe it or not, but you can smell it for yourself."

With that, he opened the small bottle.

The old men were extremely curious and leaned in to take a whiff.

As soon as they smelled it.

The old men widened their eyes in disbelief.

"Is this the Kidney Strengthening Pills? And a top-grade one at that?"

Fan Zhidong said smugly, "That's right, you old guys aren't too dumb; you recognized it immediately."

The elderly man in a Tang suit asked strangely, "Old Fan, how did you manage to make this stuff? Your Fan Family has been trying to make it for decades and never succeeded. How did you suddenly manage it?"

"Yes, and don't say it was luck. I never believe luck plays a part in this world," someone echoed.

This Kidney Strengthening Pill, fully named Qi Jing Gushen Pills, is a family heirloom formula of the Fan Family.

Just one pill can thoroughly enhance a man's inherent abilities, and it sells for over a hundred thousand each on the market, regarded as a genuine elixir.

However, all these years, Fan Zhidong and his son have never successfully produced it despite having the recipe.

Because of this, many of Fan's acquaintances claimed the recipe was a fake, and no such miraculous pill could possibly exist.

But Fan Zhidong and his son didn't give up, continuing their research.

Hoping that one day, this recipe would lead to the Fan Family's rise.

Now that he had finally created a true Kidney Strengthening Pill, Fan Zhidong was eager to show it off.

Fan Zhidong smiled mysteriously: "Spiritual Spring Water."

"What?"

"Spiritual Spring Water? You mean it was made with Spiritual Spring Water?"

"Exactly!" Fan Zhidong lowered his voice and explained, "It was given to me by Sect Leader Ye, and Sect Leader Ye has also agreed for our Fan Family to join the Shennong Sect. Soon, our Fan Family will rise."

"Given to you by Sect Leader Ye?"

"You're bluffing, right?"

"If what you say is true, Sect Leader Ye is both young and generous, almost like a celestial being. Are there really such people in this world?"

"You don't understand then, do you?" Fan Zhidong scoffed, looking at the elderly men as if they were country bumpkins who had never seen the world: "I've hardly respected anyone in my life, not even my father. But after meeting Sect Leader Ye, I am absolutely convinced. He's young but principled and capable. When the Shennong Sect was in decline, some people said it didn't heal people, only dabbling in shady practices. I've never believed that. Now, after meeting Sect Leader Ye, I feel more and more that those people had ulterior motives maligning the Shennong Sect."

Fan Zhidong became increasingly excited, his cloudy old eyes brightened, showing admiration and respect.

Though believing most of it, the elderly man in the Tang suit still had doubts: "Old Fan, it's not that we don't believe you, but we've never seen such a person. If you could introduce us, we'd believe you after seeing with our own eyes."

"Hehe, what, thinking of joining the Shennong Sect?" Fan Zhidong smiled slyly, "With Sect Leader Ye, the Shennong Sect will soon surpass the Medicine King Valley as the foremost traditional medicine sect. If you truly have the mind to, I'll definitely ask Sect Leader Ye to lend you a hand."

He spoke with immense pride.

The elderly men, clearly oppressed by the Medicine King Valley, saw Fan Zhidong's sincerity and each showed a hopeful expression.

However, they didn't notice a man in casual wear sitting in the tearoom's corner.

The man had long hair, half of it covering one side of his face.

He sat there quietly, sipping tea and occasionally glancing toward Fan Zhidong's table, his lips curling into a cold smile.

"Unexpectedly, that kid has such capabilities," the man murmured, looking towards the tearoom's entrance, seeing Qiuming Mountain hurriedly entering.

The man raised his hand and beckoned to Qiuming Mountain.

Qiuming Mountain's eyes lit up as he quickly approached the man, respectfully saluted, and uncertainly said, "Second Protector?"

The man nodded slightly, gesturing for Qiuming Mountain to sit.

Qiuming Mountain sat anxiously but had no interest in the tea, nervously saying, "Ye Guichen won't really follow us, right? That kid is too unnerving. If he truly is a Great Grandmaster, can we handle him?"

The Second Protector coldly sneered, "Afraid?"

Caught out, Qiuming Mountain quickly lowered his head, "Second Protector, I know you're skilled, but without seeing Ye Guichen's methods firsthand, it might be..."

"Don't worry, since I asked you to lure him here, I have a way to deal with him." The Second Protector remained incomparably calm, no longer listening to Qiuming Mountain's nonsense, but instead lifted his teacup and took a sip.

Qiuming Mountain had no other options now, tremblingly picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

But he felt it tasteless.

And even wondered if Ye Guichen would indeed follow.

But Qiuming Mountain's worry was obviously unnecessary.

Just a few minutes later, Ye Guichen also walked into the tearoom.

The moment Ye Guichen stepped into the tearoom, Fan Chang'an, who had been serving tea to the elderly men beside Fan Zhidong, suddenly stood up excitedly and shouted, "Sect Leader Ye."

Fan Zhidong and the elderly men quickly shifted their gaze towards Ye Guichen.

Fan Zhidong, seeing Ye Guichen, was extremely excited and wanted to greet him, but saw Ye Guichen head straight to the corner where Qiuming Mountain and the Second Protector were.

"Father?" Fan Chang'an asked Fan Zhidong quizzically.

Fan Zhidong was also puzzled and casually remarked, "Sect Leader Ye might be here to see a friend; let's talk later."

Ye Guichen had noticed Fan Zhidong, but upon entering the tearoom, he understood Qiuming Mountain and their intentions.

Most of the people here are ordinary.

If a fight broke out, innocents would definitely get hurt.

Moreover, since the others came here, they clearly had preparations.

Ye Guichen knew he could handle Qiuming Mountain, but with so many people here, accidentally hurting innocents wouldn't be appropriate.

He sat down beside Qiuming Mountain.

Qiuming Mountain quickly shifted further in, swallowing hard with a parched throat.

Ye Guichen ignored Qiuming Mountain.

Because he could sense that the long-haired man sitting across from Qiuming Mountain was indeed the expert.

"You intentionally brought me here, didn't you?"

Ye Guichen picked up a teacup, poured himself some tea, took a sip, and looked at the long-haired man.

The long-haired man smirked insincerely, "Since you know I intentionally lured you here, yet you're still brave enough to come, it seems you're quite confident in yourself!"

"Oh, come now." Ye Guichen smiled faintly, "Feel free to show your tricks."