“Stabilize the realm of a third-grade alchemist?”

The crowd froze. When they came back to their senses, they could not help themselves from sucking in a breath of cold air.

“It can’t be! Young Master Yang is already a third-grade alchemist!!!”

“So impressive!”

“Really impressive!”

The gazes looking toward Young Master Yang became even more respectful, while everyone praised his breakthrough.

The exclamation from the people made Young Master Yang even smugger. He raised his jaw and displayed an arrogant smile on his face as he browsed through the spiritual herbs on the counter.

When he saw the medicinal herbs in the medicine boy’s hands, his eyes lit up. “Purple bamboo leaves? Not bad, My Tongxin pill is lacking this herb!”

The medicine boy’s fingers trembled when he heard this, and he hurriedly said, “Young Master Yang, this is the last bunch of purple bamboo leaves. This young lady has already bought it.”

Young Master Yang’s face instantly darkened. He directly seized the herbs. “I don’t care who has bought this. When I say it’s mine, it’s mine.”

The medicine boy became so frightened that his face turned pale. He looked at Lou Qianxue and said, “Young… Young lady…”

The purple frost sacred bamboo was an ingredient required for the breakthrough pill.

If someone ate a breakthrough pill, they could easily break through a realm.

If Lou Potian, Ninth Elder, and Leng Qianhan could each eat a breakthrough pill, they would easily step into the Mystic Martial realm.

Furthermore, she would be searching for the Phantom Demon Heart Fire with Gong Sunheng soon. Thus, she would become unable to protect her family. That was the reason she had to raise the cultivation of Lou Potian and the others.

It meant that she had to get hold of the purple frost sacred bamboo today!

Lou Qianxue’s face turned cold as she lowered the hilt of her sword and pressed it onto Young Master Yang’s hand.

“Put my medicine down!”

“What!”

“Who is this? She dares to snatch the medicine Young Master Yang wants?”

The crowd stared at Lou Qianxue in disbelief.

“Is she seeking death? Or does she not know who Young Master Yang is?”

“She’s got guts! In this Fengyang prefecture, besides the Prefectural Governor’s mansion, the Hong family, and the Mu family, who dares to provoke Young Master Yang? His father is the elder of the Alchemy Union!”

“Exactly, exactly!”

The back of Young Master Yang’s hand was in pain since the hilt of Lou Qianxue’s sword had crushed it. He immediately became furious. “Which brat has got no eyes that he dares to provoke me? Quickly take your broken sword away, otherwise—”

When Young Master Yang’s eyes fell on Lou Qianxue, he immediately stopped talking.

A tinge of surprise swept past his eyes as he stared at Lou Qianxue’s beautiful face. His gaze turned a little lustful, but he earnestly asked, “Young lady, you want these purple bamboo leaves?”

After talking, he turned his hand, grasped the hilt of the sword, and moved it upward inch by inch.

Lou Qianxue frowned with disgust as she took the sword away. “I’ve bought these medicinal herbs. If you want some, go buy them elsewhere.”

“Ha ha!” Young Master Yang laughed. “Young lady, the effects of these purple bamboo leaves can only be unleashed in my hands. In your hands, they would just be a bunch of ordinary medicinal herbs. Why not let me have them. In return, I’ll give you two boxes of rouge powder!”

“Exactly. Young Master Yang is a third-grade alchemist. It’s only right for him to have these third-grade medicinal herbs. It’s a waste to give them to such a young lady!”

“However… does Young Master Yang fancy her?”

One after another, the crowd enviously looked at Lou Qianxue.

“She’s fortunate that Young Master Yang fancies her.”

“So lucky.”

“How do you know that I have no use for the herbs?” Lou Qianxue’s face turned cold. “You can keep the rouge powder for yourself. Give me the herbs.”

“Oh? You want to use them? How will you use them? Could it be that you’re also an alchemist?” As Young Master Yang spoke, his gaze encircled Lou Qianxue’s face again.

He had always liked young girls. This young girl’s features were delicate, but she looked immature and too young. How could she be an alchemist?

“Why can’t I be an alchemist?” Lou Qianxue coldly glanced at the herbs in his hands and said, “I’ll repeat myself for the last time. Give me the herbs. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite.”