First Meeting Grandmaster

The next day, Fu Ziping brought the sect Elder he mentioned to the Crimson Blood Pill Pavilion's backyard as promised.

"You're telling me the person is this wet-behind-the-ears kid?"

"Forget it, I'm not getting examined."

The old man, covered in muscles, voiced his doubts the moment he saw Bi Changsheng, and turned to leave.

"Grandmaster, wait! Young Master Bi's medical skills are superb. It won't hurt to let him take a look before you go."

Fu Ziping, standing beside him, quickly stopped the old man, gently trying to persuade him.

From his address, it was easy to tell that the old man was none other than Fang Yaoyang, the Supreme Elder of the Divine Fist Sect.

"Young Master Fu, don't stop him. Let him go. I'm not good at treating people with such a temper."

Bi Changsheng, who had been about to get up to greet Fu Ziping and the others, remained seated after hearing the old man's words, speaking impolitely.

Upon hearing Bi Changsheng's words, Fang Yaoyang, who had been determined to leave, suddenly stopped and turned around to sit in the chair opposite Bi Changsheng.

"Old Fang hates being ordered around the most. You want me to leave? I won't! I'm getting this diagnosis no matter what."

"Speak, how do you want to examine me?"

Fang Yaoyang, sitting across from Bi Changsheng, said with an arrogant expression.

To be honest, Bi Changsheng was indeed a little surprised to see Fang Yaoyang like this, because he had already guessed Fang Yaoyang's identity from Fu Ziping's address.

Previously, after the Lin'an City unrest was quelled, Fu Ziping and the others had paid a visit, introducing themselves and mentioning that he was a disciple of the Divine Fist Sect's master. The person he called Grandmaster was none other than the current Divine Fist Sect master's teacher, Fang Yaoyang, the Divine Fist Sect's Condensing Gang Realm late-stage Supreme Elder.

So, seeing Fang Yaoyang being so casual, without any airs of a superior, Bi Changsheng was still a little surprised.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Bi."

"My Grandmaster is blunt and speaks his mind. Please forgive him, Young Master Bi, and don't take it to heart."

Fu Ziping, seeing the situation, quickly stepped forward to apologize to Bi Changsheng.

"You brat, didn't you see I'm right here? Talking bad about me in front of my face."

"Besides, this kid looks like he hasn't even grown all his hair yet. Even if I misjudged, you can't blame me."

Seeing Fu Ziping scolding him, Fang Yaoyang muttered a few words to Fu Ziping.

Bi Changsheng, watching the two bickering, also found it amusing, and the little displeasure he had felt earlier vanished. Of course, the main reason was that Bi Changsheng, through his interaction with the two, judged that they were both upright and worthy of being friends.

What Bi Changsheng didn't know was that although Fang Yaoyang was the Supreme Elder of the Divine Fist Sect, he was usually quite casual and easygoing, and he was relatively tolerant towards junior disciples like Fu Ziping. Only on formal occasions would he reveal his domineering and imposing side.

Next, with Fu Ziping's explanation, Bi Changsheng learned that during the Jin'an City battle three months ago, although Fang Yaoyang and the others had won a great victory, when the Yellow Heaven Cult's Vermilion Bird Envoy was forced to self-destruct by Fang Yaoyang in an attempt to die together, although Fang Yaoyang had cautiously avoided the self-destruction, he was still poisoned by the Yellow Heaven Cult's Azure Dragon Envoy.

Although these poisons wouldn't pose a life-threatening danger under the suppression of Fang Yaoyang's Gang Qi, they would occasionally flare up, causing him pain and chaotic Qi.

"Why would I hold it against an old man? Extend your hand."

Bi Changsheng, who had already calmed down, said to Fang Yaoyang.

"Hmph, no respect for the elderly at all. I hope you, this kid, have real skills."

He retorted a few words, but Fang Yaoyang obediently extended his hand.

"You currently have a mixture of seven toxins in your body..."

Not wanting to reveal his true cultivation, Bi Changsheng didn't use his True Qi to probe Fang Yaoyang's body but simply relied on his body's pulse to draw a conclusion.

"I didn't expect you, this kid, to actually have some skills. I, Old Fang, underestimated you just now."

After hearing what Bi Changsheng said, Fang Yaoyang conceded.

What the other two present didn't know was that Fang Yaoyang had just experienced a shocking wave of emotions. This wasn't because Bi Changsheng's medical skills were so amazing. At most, he would marvel at Bi Changsheng's innate talent.

What truly shocked Fang Yaoyang was that when Bi Changsheng was taking his pulse, he looked at Bi Changsheng, who seemed like an ordinary person, and suddenly had the thought of probing him. As soon as this thought arose, he actually sensed a dangerous aura from Bi Changsheng.

He, Fang Yaoyang, was a peak Condensing Gang Realm martial artist, yet he felt danger from a young man in his twenties. If he said this out loud, people would laugh their heads off.

But Fang Yaoyang didn't think it was an illusion, because he was born with an intuition close to a sixth sense, which often helped him detect danger in advance. This intuition had contributed greatly to his ability to cultivate to this level.

Therefore, Fang Yaoyang was convinced that Bi Changsheng was not simple.

"Relying solely on pulse-taking isn't enough to completely determine your condition. First, give me half a bowl of blood to study."

After taking his pulse, Bi Changsheng went into the kitchen, took out a bowl, and handed it to Fang Yaoyang. This was actually a little trick of Bi Changsheng's. Although he really needed Fang Yaoyang's blood for examination and verification, only a drop was enough, not half a bowl at all.

He had only decided on half a bowl after Fang Yaoyang had just conceded, otherwise, it would have been a full bowl.

Fang Yaoyang didn't mess around. With a flash of light from the ring on his right hand, a small knife appeared in Fang Yaoyang's hand. He first used his right hand to cut his left wrist with the knife, then Fang Yaoyang held the bowl under his hand to catch the flowing blood.

After the blood had filled half the bowl, he controlled the muscles of his left hand to squeeze the wound shut, took out a medicinal powder from the Storage Ring, sprinkled it on, and then ignored it.

"Here, we're even now."

When handing the half bowl of blood to Bi Changsheng, Fang Yaoyang said this to Bi Changsheng, as if he had seen through Bi Changsheng's little trick.

After taking the bowl, Bi Changsheng didn't say anything but returned to his room to carefully examine and test Fang Yaoyang's blood.

"I can resolve this mixed poison, but it needs to be resolved over seven days. You come here once a day, and I will concoct detoxification pills according to your physical condition."

"As for the reward, just give me a boxing technique that leads directly to the True Qi Realm. Any problems?"

Bi Changsheng, who reappeared in front of Fang Yaoyang and the others, said this. Although Bi Changsheng had a good impression of Fang Yaoyang and Fu Ziping, it wasn't enough for him to help for free.

As for the fist techniques, they were for Liu Zhengqing. Liu Zhengqing had already reached the late stage of the Bone Forging Realm, but the Six Harmonies Fist he practiced could only support him up to the Inner Strength Realm, so Bi Changsheng had to make plans for him early.

"Great, Grandmaster, you finally don't have to suffer from this poison anymore. As for the cultivation technique problem..."

Fu Ziping said happily after hearing Bi Changsheng say that the poison could be cured. As he spoke, he looked at Fang Yaoyang, clearly indicating that Fu Ziping couldn't make decisions about the cultivation technique.

"I've agreed to the cultivation technique matter."

Seeing Fu Ziping ask for his opinion, Fang Yaoyang waved his hand magnanimously. As the Supreme Elder of the Divine Fist Sect, he still had this much authority.

"Young Master, I'm back."

Just then, Liu Zhengqing's voice came. He had been sent out by Bi Changsheng to purchase medicinal herbs and was now carrying two sacks of them back.

"You've worked hard."

Bi Changsheng said to Liu Zhengqing.

Fang Yaoyang, seeing Liu Zhengqing for the first time, was stunned on the spot.