Online Fortune Telling: Your Son Has Another Dad-Chapter 281 - 279: A Couple of Thumps

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Chapter 281: Chapter 279: A Couple of Thumps

Staring at the magnificent, dazzling five-colored glow, everyone present was mesmerized.

Is this... what they call alchemy?

The shock in their hearts was beyond words.

In the past few days, they had searched online for information on alchemy.

It was nothing more than melting a mess of herbs together, then forming them into a pill once cooled.

So to them, Xiao Yan’s alchemy process would be more or less the same.

But no one expected Xiao Yan to throw out a showstopper!

After the pill was formed, it actually radiated five-colored light?

Are you sure this isn’t an Immortal Pill?

Even the legendary Miracle Elixir would be no more than this, right?

"If someone consumes this pill, even if they can’t achieve immortality, they could live an extra hundred or two hundred years, right?"

Group Leader Qi fixed his gaze on the pill in Lu Heng’s hand and murmured to himself.

"If it could cure even late-stage leukemia, then a healthy person taking one would definitely be free of all diseases!"

A member of the emergency response team gasped.

"An Immortal Pill! This is an Immortal Pill!"

The eyes of those skilled in the secret techniques were filled with fervor.

"Swallowing such a pill, wouldn’t one become immortal?"

Even Captain Meng couldn’t help but indulge in the fantasy.

Lu Heng observed everyone’s reactions, smiled faintly, and then turned towards Zhenyuan.

"Old Daoist, fortunately, I have not failed my mission; the Three-Stripe Clear Spirit Pill is completed."

With that, he handed over the pill in his hand.

"Thank you, Younger Brother Xiao!"

Zhenyuan nodded with a smile after hearing this.

Then, he turned to Qingfeng beside him, stroking his beard and smiling, "Young Friend Qingfeng, I once promised you, the old Daoist, that I would cure your terminal illness."

"Now, with this third Three-Stripe Clear Spirit Pill, your terminal illness is no longer a concern!"

Hearing Zhenyuan’s words, even a fool would understand what he meant.

"Old Daoist, wait a moment!"

Group Leader Qi hurriedly shouted.

This Three-Stripe Clear Spirit Pill is practically an Immortal Pill and should be handed over to the country for research.

Giving it to Qingfeng to consume would be a waste, wouldn’t it?

"Old Daoist, with our country’s medical research capabilities, we can completely replicate a second, third, or even more of these pills."

"Yes, instead of giving it to this young friend, why not hand it to us for research."

"By then, researching and replicating more Immortal Pills, we can benefit humanity, can’t we?"

"This one pill, if you let this young Daoist swallow it, it might save only one person. But if you hand it over for national research, it would surely save many more lives..."

"Old Daoist, for the future of humanity, please consider the bigger picture!"

A few secretaries also hurriedly chimed in to persuade.

Standing aside and hearing this, Lu Heng found it somewhat amusing.

No matter how well you speak, what good would it do?

This pill of mine is a fake!

How could I possibly give it to you?

He gave Zhenyuan a glance, who instantly understood, immediately pried open Qingfeng’s mouth, and shoved the pill inside.

Group Leader Qi and the others didn’t have time to stop it; they could only watch as the Immortal Pill was swallowed by someone as inconsequential as Qingfeng.

"Old Daoist, what... what are you doing?"

Group Leader Qi couldn’t help but clench his fists.

If the old Daoist in front of him wasn’t some so-called cultivator, he would definitely go up and deliver a couple of punches, making the old man search for his teeth on the ground.

This is an Immortal Pill!

An Immortal Pill capable of curing late-stage leukemia!

Such an Immortal Pill, the only one in existence!

Wouldn’t it be better to hand it over to the state for research?

Why give it to an insignificant character to consume...

You’re really trying to anger me to death!

Group Leader Qi’s forehead throbbed with veins, and he ground his teeth audibly.

An unobstructed path to success was once again closed!

The secretaries, though not as furious as him, were also greatly vexed.

A perfectly fine Immortal Pill, now wasted!

Zhenyuan observed the reactions of everyone around.

He stroked his long beard lightly, smiling faintly without further words.

Seeing his nonchalant demeanor, they all wanted to teach this old Daoist a lesson.

Unfortunately, weighing the gap between them, that thought could only be entertained in their minds, for a bit of amusement.

"Senior Xiao, can you craft a few more of these... three... three..."

With the Immortal Pill consumed by Qingfeng, it was gone; being angry would do no good.

So after venting his frustration, Group Leader Qi immediately turned his focus to Xiao Yan.

Since this Immortal Pill was crafted by Xiao Yan, he could surely make a second, or even more.

"Three-Stripe Clear Spirit Pill!"

A team member beside him reminded in time.

"Yes, yes, the Three-Stripe Clear Spirit Pill!"

"Senior Xiao, can you craft more Three-Stripe Clear Spirit Pills?"

Group Leader Qi quickly asked.

"No!"

Hearing this, Lu Heng decisively shook his head.

"Why?"

Group Leader Qi looked puzzled.

Lu Heng smiled slightly and explained, "First, the ingredients for crafting the Three-Stripe Clear Spirit Pill are now extinct."

"The alchemy materials used earlier were the last ones on this earth."

"As for the second reason..."

At this point, Lu Heng changed his tone, chuckling, "We have no relation; we’ve only met a few times, so why should I make pills for you?"

Upon hearing the first reason, Group Leader Qi and others showed signs of disappointment.

Extinct materials?

Does this mean that the Three-Stripe Clear Spirit Pill can never be made again?

Meaning that the one just now was the last Three-Stripe Clear Spirit Pill on earth?

Thinking about this, the feeling of regret swept over Group Leader Qi again.

So annoying! So annoying!

He clenched his fists again, the fire of anger that had just been extinguished reignited.

But soon, after hearing the second reason, he, like everyone else, was left speechless.

But thinking it over, there was indeed some truth to that!

Xiao Yan was willing to help Zhenyuan with alchemy because they were familiar, old friends who showed mutual respect.

And them?

Strangers with no ties, why would someone help you?

If someone randomly meets you on the street, asking for a favor, would you help?

A small favor might be no issue.

But a big favor?

If someone asks you for a job, would you help?

Certainly not!

Who the hell are you, asking me for a job?

"Senior Xiao, you’re also from the Dragon Country!"

"Shouldn’t we contribute something to our own country?"

Group Leader Qi still felt reluctant and tried to persuade further.

"Ha ha!"

Hearing this, Lu Heng couldn’t help laughing aloud.

He shifted his gaze towards Group Leader Qi, with a half-smile, "When I was born, it was tens of thousands of years ago!"

"This world wasn’t what it is now; it didn’t even have the concept of a nation!"

These words left Group Leader Qi looking embarrassed.

But at the same time, he realized, not all cultivators were as approachable as Zhenyuan...