The Medicine Was Called Wound Healing No. 1

The main reason Wang Hu and the others had improved so quickly was the Mystic Yellow Art Chen Feng had obtained from Jiang Xiao last time.

He had given the Mystic Yellow Art to Wang Hu.

Wang Hu had cultivated it for less than half a month and already advanced two layers.

That alone showed that Wang Hu's talent was not bad.

He had simply lacked a good Cultivation Practice Method and resources, which was why he had remained at the Houtian Seventh Layer before.

After taking over Black Wind Stronghold, the Xingfeng Sect had become quite wealthy.

It could also distribute some cultivation resources to the martial artists in the sect.

The dozen or so people around Wang Hu had all been selected by him and given a portion of the Mystic Yellow Art to cultivate them as part of the sect's foundation.

"Good, you've already reached the Ninth Layer of the Acquired Realm. If you need any pills, just take them from the treasury yourself. Break through to Xiantian as soon as you can."

Chen Feng spoke to Wang Hu.

If Wang Hu could break through to Xiantian, then even when Chen Feng was away from the Xingfeng Sect, having a Xiantian expert there would provide some security.

"Please rest assured, Sect Master. I won't let you down."

Wang Hu did not refuse. He also understood that only by breaking through could he help Chen Feng better.

Xiantian-that was something he had never dared to imagine before.

Though he had practiced martial arts since childhood, his resources had been limited.

Reaching the Ninth Layer of the Acquired Realm in his lifetime would have been good enough.

But after meeting Chen Feng, his fate had changed.

As Chen Feng looked at Wang Hu and the others, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

These people were fairly loyal now.

Should he get some modern weapons to equip them with? That would also quickly improve the Xingfeng Sect's strength.

Improving the strength of the Xingfeng Sect's martial artists would benefit him too.

For example, they could sell some modern technological goods in the Painting Scroll World while helping him purchase precious medicinal herbs, so he would not have to take risks himself.

It was just that Chen Feng really had no money left at the moment.

Jack's weapons were expensive, Xingfeng Pharmaceuticals had yet to put its medicine on the market and make money, and he still owed the bank ten million.

Although he had completed the first part of the state's Blazing Sun Iron order,

the state would only make large-scale purchases after the tank was built and its performance tested.

He could take the things in the Xingfeng Sect's treasury and sell them for money.

For example, he could put those precious pills up for auction.

But if he brought out even a few Xiantian-level pills, the entire pharmaceutical industry would probably be rocked by a major earthquake.

Chen Feng then left the dense forest with Wang Hu and the others and returned to the Xingfeng Sect's headquarters.

As soon as he arrived, he saw several horse-drawn carriages carrying goods inside the Xingfeng Sect.

Liu Qian was leading a group of people in counting the items on the carriages.

Among them were two people Chen Feng knew: Wang Tian and Qin Yao, the sect masters of the medicine-refining sects he had met half a month ago.

The group also saw Chen Feng arrive and immediately cupped their fists in greeting.

"Greetings, Sect Master!"

"Greetings, Sect Master Chen!"

Qin Yao and Wang Tian greeted Chen Feng very respectfully.

Their respect came from the heart.

At first, they had thought Chen Feng did not intend to pay when he asked their sects to refine Healing Pills.

Unexpectedly, every time they brought Healing Pills, the Xingfeng Sect bought them all at the listed price.

Pills were not easy to sell these days, and small medicine-refining sects like theirs had to find buyers themselves.

A steady market was an opportunity they had long wished for.

Moreover, after the Xingfeng Sect took control of Hengduan Mountain, it had not exploited small sects like theirs the way Black Wind Stronghold had.

As long as they paid tribute, they were left alone.

This gave them a sense of reliance on the Xingfeng Sect, and they were no longer as uneasy as they had been under Black Wind Stronghold's rule.

"How many pills did you bring this time?"

Chen Feng took a look. Both large carriages were filled to the brim.

"About twenty thousand in total," Qin Yao said softly.

Chen Feng was taken aback.

"Didn't you two say before that your sects could only produce three hundred pills a month?"

Only half a month had passed, and as far as Chen Feng knew, the two sects had already delivered pills several times.

At first there had only been a few hundred, then several thousand.

This time, they had actually brought twenty thousand at once.

Wang Tian said, a little embarrassed,

"We recently recruited some new Alchemists, so our output has increased."

In truth, Wang Tian and Qin Yao had brought so few pills before because they had been afraid Chen Feng would not pay.

After testing the waters several times and confirming that the Xingfeng Sect really did pay, they had begun refining pills with all their might.

At that moment, Wang Tian and Qin Yao were uneasy. If Chen Feng refused to take these Healing Pills, they would be finished.

Although the Healing Pills were cheap to make, there were a great many of them.

Chen Feng glanced at Wang Tian and Qin Yao and immediately understood what the two had been thinking before.

"Mm, buy them all."

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Qin Yao and Wang Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With Chen Feng's approval, Liu Qian readily paid them.

Qin Yao and Wang Tian then left with satisfied smiles on their faces.

After Qin Yao and Wang Tian left with their people, Liu Qian said to Chen Feng,

"Sect Master, we've now bought thirty thousand of these pills, spending around forty thousand taels of silver in total."

Liu Qian was now effectively the Xingfeng Sect's chief steward, managing everything inside and out.

Wang Hu, meanwhile, was responsible for the martial artists.

Liu Qian did not know why Chen Feng wanted to buy so many pills, but in his view, there was really no need to waste so much money on these Healing Pills.

After more than half a month, he had become fairly familiar with Chen Feng, so he wanted to offer him some advice.

The Xingfeng Sect currently had little income, relying only on tribute from some of the sects under its rule. It was living entirely off its reserves, and with expenses exceeding income, it could not last long.

This made Liu Qian worry that the Xingfeng Sect might go bankrupt in the future.

"Don't worry. These pills will be sold before long."

Chen Feng did not explain much more to Liu Qian.

Once Wound Healing No. 1 passed the drug administration's trials and reached the market, these pills would quickly sell out.

Making money was troublesome for Chen Feng in the modern world, but it would not be troublesome in the Painting Scroll World.

All he had to do was take some things from the modern world that did not exist in this world and sell them in Liuyang Town, and he could immediately bring in a large sum of money.

He had not sold modern goods in large quantities because he was afraid others would covet them.

Now that he had reached the Second Layer of Qi Refining, and with Wang Hu and the others as well, he no longer needed to worry too much.

Once the medicine went on the market, he planned to set about doing it.

In the modern world, inside a laboratory at the drug administration.

Researchers were busy at work. This was where drug trials were conducted.

In the country, only medicines that had undergone clinical trials at the drug administration could be approved for sale.

Such trials were generally very rigorous, as they had to ensure that the medicines tested were harmless to humans.

The head of the laboratory was named Gao Deming, and he had been conducting drug trials for decades.

He was also a renowned figure in the country's pharmaceutical field.

At that moment, a staff member came up to Gao Deming with a document and said,

"Professor Gao, there's a new medicine that needs clinical trials."

Gao Deming frowned.

"I haven't finished the current batch of medicines. Why are we starting the next batch already?"

The staff member hesitated, then said,

"The bureau's leadership gave it special approval."

Gao Deming immediately understood that someone had surely pulled strings to jump the queue.

Generally speaking, medicines had to wait their turn for trials, and it was common to wait a year or two.

But some companies would inevitably resort to underhanded tricks and use connections.

Gao Deming disliked this, but he was only a professor and was not in a position to say much.

"What medicine? What does it treat?"

Gao Deming continued his experiment as he asked casually.

The staff member looked at the document, hesitated for a moment, and said,

"The medicine is called Wound Healing No. 1. Its therapeutic effect is... is to treat all conditions related to external injuries, and it has no side effects whatsoever."

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone in the laboratory looked up at the staff member reading the document.

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