Published: March 8, 2025
"Black Blood Red Fruit!" This shout instantly drew the attention of everyone around.
Several white-clothed persons abandoned the pharmacists they were questioning and rushed over.
The pharmacists, who were still pondering the question of 'gender?', hadn't even formed an answer before the examiner in front of them vanished.
In an instant, they were left feeling somewhat confused: I haven’t answered yet, why did you leave? Am I a man or a woman now...
The white-clothed person in front of Chu Yang raised his head after the shout, his gaze intensely scanning Chu Yang from top to bottom, left to right, with remarkable detail.
Chu Yang felt goosebumps all over from such scrutiny.
Damn, one Night Slaying Rain is already scary enough; and Night Slaying Rain can at most be counted as a hermaphrodite, not exactly... that; what if this guy is a genuine backstabber...
And he’s actually interested in me...
In an instant, Chu Yang's thoughts wandered far and wide...
At that moment, several white-clothed persons pounced like wolves, grabbing the Amethyst box and crowding around it with their heads together.
"Black Blood Red Fruit!"
"It’s really the Black Blood Red Fruit! And it’s the top quality one!"
"I can’t believe it! There really is such a top-tier Scarlet Fruit in this world! From the looks of it, it probably takes at least ten thousand years to grow?"
"Stop talking nonsense! The Scarlet Fruit from the Black Blood Jungle takes a hundred times longer to grow than those outside. It won’t mature in less than fifteen thousand years, and you dare say it’s only ten thousand? You need some knowledge and vision!"
"Let me see, let me see! Oh my god! It really exists..."
"What a good thing..."
...
A chorus of admiration echoed.
The pharmacists from Medicine Valley had their eyes sparkling, their expressions excited, as if they had discovered a new continent. The indifference and rigidity from earlier had long been forgotten.
Chu Yang was dumbfounded.
Were these really the same people who had been pressing a man about his gender just moments ago?
"That's how the people from Medicine Valley are. They only care about medicine and pharmacology; they look down on everything else. These ones are already a bit better, the elders from Medicine Valley are really impressive, even a supreme would get the same cold, coffin-like expression standing before them." Han Xiaoran explained telepathically.
Chu Yang nodded with a wry smile.
I could’ve seen that without you saying.
"Actually, I find the people from Medicine Valley the most pleasing, because although they are rigid and aloof, their attitude towards patients is always the same; it’s always like this with anyone." Han Xiaoran sighed.
Chu Yang nodded again.
"Make way, make way!" Amidst the crowd, a frail old man with sparse white hair hurried over, flanked by four warriors clearing the path for him. The old man, clearly impatient, urged, "Make way, make way, faster, faster, quicker!"
This old man was neatly dressed, albeit a bit short. His hair and beard were meticulously groomed, and his complexion was rosy; if he weren’t in such a hurry, he might have been quite an imposing figure. However, his current urgency ruined his demeanor.
But he clearly didn’t care about his image anymore.
Finally, he reached the front and coughed with authority: "Ahem! Hmm! Ahem! You bunch of idiots, can’t you see? Move aside, I want to take a look!"
After several coughs, no one paid him any attention, and the old man was somewhat displeased, starting to scold.
Only then did the crowd part slightly, allowing the old man to shoulder his way in, eager to ask, "Did I hear it’s the Black Blood Red Fruit?"
Then...
"Ah!! Ah ah ah!! Ah~~~~" The old man exclaimed, speaking incoherently: "It really is the Black Blood Red Fruit! Damn it!"
With an excited curse, droplets of saliva flew everywhere.
The crowd felt a sense of embarrassment.
Clearly, the old man was unaware of his faux pas, and immediately dove in, pressing his eyes against the Amethyst box outside, greedily inhaling a couple of breaths, his voice trembling, his hands shaking like a chicken's claw: "It’s really, really... it is... Huh? No way..."