Chapter 90: Uproar in the Halls; Yang Wei's Request to See the Pill Master's Jade Gate!

The apothecary senior's eyes widened as he realized he was challenging Yang Wei. His fellow apothecary disciples started whispering again.

"Isn't that the Yang Wei most of the sects have been talking about?"

"Yes, it has to be. The Star Disciple!"

"No, he's called the Honored Disciple—which is more like a star amongst Star Disciples!"

"I heard that's just a lie though."

"Shut up, what do you know?!"

These constant whispers made him angrier, like he wasn't getting any credit at all for being a half-decent apothecary disciple.

Enough of this!

In an attempt to impress, he made the third biggest mistake that day. He pointed at Yang Wei and stammered, "Y... Yang Wei, I-I challenge you to a fight!"

"Eh?" the nose-picking Yang Wei replied.

Watching the scene, Deng Rulan said to her fellow sisters, "

"While most male cultivators here can serve as decent slaves, I'm only interested in one~" She glanced at Yang Wei, slowly licking her lips.

Liu Yan disagreed, "Well, to be honest, there's nothing special about Yang Wei."

Hu Meizhen suddenly crossed her arms, and her huge breasts shot up and bounced a few times before settling on top of her folded arms. "For the first time, I'll agree with Yang Mi. This Yang Wei just sounds like another stupid, prideful man, disgusting."

Expectedly, Deng Rulan defended Yang Wei, "I'm surprised you can be so narrow-minded, Yang Mi. You're calling a man who became the Star Disciple of an upper-class Inner Sect in a few months, "nothing special"? It's a little ridiculous, don't you think?"

Hu Meizhen, choosing to side with Deng Rulan as always, turned to Liu Yan, placing her hands on her waist and leaning forward, shouting, "You're quite dumb if you can't see he's special." Her breasts swung side to side like a pendulum, capturing the attention of nearby men who instantly forgot their work.

Sigh~ of course I know he's special... Liu Yan thought.

Yang Wei yawned, addressing the apothecary senior, "You're an apothecary disciple, right?"

The confident response came, "Yes."

Yang Wei and Wu Fengtian exchanged glances, and then nodded. Then, Yang Wei went on to speak, "If we were to fight... I, Yang Wei, would wipe the floor with you. So, let's stick to something more in your area of expertise."

The apothecary senior placed a hand on his chest, bursting into laughter, followed by the other apothecary disciples. He asked, "Are you so arrogant that you would challenge me, an apothecary senior, to a battle of pills and plants?"

Huo Zirou.

Wu Fengtian immediately panicked, blurting out, "P... Pill Master Huo!" He made a move to flee, but the woman, Huo Zirou, pointed at him, "Wu Fengtian, if you dare take another step, I'll cripple you and your sorry excuse for a cultivation base!" Her voice was cold and threatening.

Wu Fengtian froze, shaking his head frantically. He dropped to the polished floor, pleading, "Please, Pill Master, have mercy on me, your misguided student!"

Ignoring his pleas, Huo Zirou turned to her apothecary disciples, and addressed them.

"Have you all lost your minds? The art of pill refinement is a delicate and arduous one. If you truly take pride in it, you wouldn't let a disrespectful cultivator spout nonsense like this!"

She pointed accusingly at Yang Wei.

"He dares claim he's a better pill brewer than an apothecary senior I've trained with my own hands?!"

The apothecary disciples shifted uncomfortably, feeling heavy shame wash over them. Despite their embarrassment, they were eager to put Yang Wei in his place.

Yang Wei pounded his fist on his other hand, as if recalling something important. "Oh, wait," he said, turning to Huo Zirou. "I have a proposition."

Huo Zirou raised an eyebrow. "And what might that be?"

Yang Wei smirked. "Originally, I just wanted access to all the medicinal manuals and practices reserved for apothecary seniors. But now, I have another condition."

The apothecary senior interjected, "Who do you think you are to add another condition so casually?"

Yang Wei chuckled lightly. "Don't get so worked up."

But then, Huo Zirou crossed her arms and sighed. "You must be delusional if you think you can dictate any more terms in my presence," she said, turning away. "Get out. I have no time for stupidity."

Yang Wei stretched lazily and yawned as he watched her walk away. "Wow, I didn't realize the Apothecary Grandmaster was such a wuss. But then again, all women are in the end."

Huo Zirou froze, glaring at him.

The other disciples quickly distanced themselves, not wanting to get involved.

Liu Yan watched anxiously.

Yang Wei... what're you doing...

Huo Zirou turned back, demanding, "What's your second condition?"

Yang Wei pointed at her crotch and smiled deviously. "It's simple... I want to see your jade gate."

The entire hall erupted in shock. "EH?!" came the collective scream.