The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Han Yinyue seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to bother Fang Lin as soon as he returned, but she was genuinely impatient. The three-country competition was drawing nearer, and while Han Xiaoxing’s eyes showed some improvement, she was still blind.

Hence, Han Yinyue brought Han Xiaoxing with her urgently, hoping Fang Lin could commence a new round of treatment for Han Xiaoxing’s eyes ASAP, ideally before the three-country competition.

“Fang Lin, would you mind checking Xiaoxing’s eyes?” Han Yinyue pleaded, her face filled with urgency.

Even as the Lady of the Sect Master, such earnest pleas left Fang Lin helpless to refuse.

“Come in,” Fang Lin obliged, pushing open his courtyard door to let the Hans sisters in.

Fang Lin glanced around the yard, noticing that aside from the more flourishing medicinal crops in his herbal fields, nothing else had changed. It was dust-free, spotlessly clean, and it was apparent that someone had been coming regularly to clean it.

Han Xiaoxing sat by the stone table, her face showing a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. Although she was a composed young woman who had grown accustomed to her blindness, the opportunity to see once again certainly stirred her emotions.

Fang Lin didn’t waste any time. Despite being worn out and in dire need of rest, he rallied and started examining Han Xiaoxing.

“How much can you see now?” Fang Lin asked, breaking the silence.

Han Xiaoxing pursed her lips before responding, “Some light.”

With a frown, Fang Lin waved his hand in front of Han Xiaoxing’s eyes, “What do you see now?”

After a moment of hesitation, Han Xiaoxing said, “I think I saw a black shadow moving.”

Hearing this, Fang Lin nodded, his brow relaxing.

He took out two silver needles, inserting them steadily into Han Xiaoxing’s brow ridge.

“Remove the needles in half an hour,” Fang Lin instructed, before retreating into the house.

“I’m going to take a bath, so don’t come in.” Fang Lin shouted from inside the house, resulting in a shy look on Han Yinyue’s face, while Han Xiaoxing remained unperturbed, being unable to see anyway.

The sound of rushing water came from inside the house. Han Yinyue had thought Fang Lin was joking initially, but it seemed he really was showering inside the house.

Fang Lin hadn’t bathed for days and felt uncomfortable all over. After fighting and running all the way, enduring life-and-death situations multiple times, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and a bath to relax was just what he needed.

Hearing the sound of water, Han Yinyue tried as hard as she could to stay composed, pretending not to listen, but her face still turned a light shade of red.

“Why doesn’t he close the door when he’s taking a bath?” Han Xiaoxing suddenly asked.

Fang Lin responded from inside the house, “This is my courtyard, why should I close the door? Are you planning to peep at me?”

“Huh! Who wants to look at you!” Han Xiaoxing retorted, falling silent afterward.

Half an hour later, Han Yinyue removed the needles from Han Xiaoxing’s brow ridge, asking her how she felt.

“It seems like I can see more light,” Han Xiaoxing said hesitantly, a twinkle of life appearing in her eyes.

To this, Han Yinyue was overjoyed. She hadn’t expected that immediately upon Fang Lin’s return, her sister’s eyes would show such significant improvement.

By then, Fang Lin had finished his bath and came outside in fresh, comfortable clothes.

“How is it? Do you feel much better?” Fang Lin asked.

Han Xiaoxing nodded, her face filled with hope.

Fang Lin gave a slight smile, and inputing a faint stream of inner strength into Han Xiaoxing’s body from her temples to examine the recovery of her channels.

“You’ve reached the Ninth Layer of the Earth Element,” Han Xiaoxing blurted out with a hint of astonishment in her calm tone.

Han Yinyue looked at Fang Lin, equally shocked and barely able to believe what she’d heard. How long had it been? Fang Lin was now at the Ninth Layer of the Earth Element?

It was unimaginable!

Fang Lin began to examine Han Xiaoxing’s channels with his eyes closed while saying, “I gained some opportunities in Black Cauldron City, so I made a breakthrough. However, compared to Miss Xiaoxing, it’s still insignificant.”

Han Xiaoxing said nothing as she was Fang Lin’s contemporary and already at the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Earth Element. If Fang Lin’s progress was shocking, hers was even more so.

Regardless, there was more on Han Yinyue’s mind. Fang Lin’s aptitude in Alchemy Tao was undisputed, with even Yun and Meng countries admitting him the first Alchemy Tao talent among the Lower Three Kingdoms.

Fang Lin’s Martial Arts prowess was equally amazing, which she found a bit overkill.

As she thought about who would assume the position of Sect Master in Purple Mist Sect, she realised that if it hadn’t been for Fang Lin displaying such impressive martial arts talent, the position would probably have inevitably fallen to her sister Han Xiaoxing.

But now, it seemed like Fang Lin also had a good chance of taking the Sect Master’s seat and seemed to have more of an advantage compared to Han Xiaoxing.

Although the Purple Mist Sect had been led by women in the past, most of the Sect Masters were men. Coupled with his talents in both Alchemy Tao and Martial Arts, Fang Lin had a significant advantage.

Of course, it was still too early to think about these matters, as Sect Master Han Luoyun was in his prime with a high talent level and a lot of room for advancement.

“Hmm, the recovery seems pretty good. You should be ready in time for the three-country competition,” said Fang Lin, retracting his hands after ending his examination.

At his words, both Han Yinyue and Han Xiaoxing revealed joyous expressions. As long as they could make it in time for the three-country competition, that was good enough.

Then, Fang Lin took out a bottle of medicine, reminding Han Xiaoxing to take one pill daily. He passed a set of needle-therapy method to Han Yinyue, asking her to apply the therapy to Han Xiaoxing nightly.

Though Han Yinyue was incapable of cultivation and was physically weak, her comprehension was impressive. She mastered the complex needle-therapy method handed down by Fang Lin after a single lesson.

“Thank you,” said the Han sisters, bowing to Fang Lin in salute. Their appreciation was unspoken but evident.

Fang Lin smiled and saw the sisters out of the courtyard.

Once he had seen off the Han sisters, Fang Lin closed the courtyard doors and started taking inventory of his belongings.

This time, Fang Lin’s gain was enormous. Not to mention the spiritual medicine, the Nine Palace Bag on Gu Daofeng alone was considered a major gain.

After all, Gu Daofeng was a Heavenly Origin power master, and his Nine Palace Bag would have comprised his lifetime accumulation. Now, Fang Lin was the one who could gain from it.

Of course, to Fang Lin, the most significant gain was the ancient spear. This divine weapon held unimaginable power, but he had yet to command its use accurately. Just holding the spear for a moment would leave him completely drained.

“Huh?” Fang Lin was sorting Gu Daofeng’s items when he suddenly discovered something intriguing.