Chapter 1542: My Turf, My Rules

"Grant every request? Hah, what a boast! I've been immersed in alchemy for so many years, and I wouldn't dare say such a thing! Ignore them; in a few days, their sign will be smashed."

Word spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, and soon the sign of Miaoshou Studio's "grant every request" was known far and wide.

Wufeng soon heard about this Miaoshou Studio, but he sneered at the sign claiming to grant every request.

In this world, someone actually dared to claim they could grant every request!

"Master, are you sure we don't need to do anything? I've heard that someone saw the resident alchemist refine a third-grade divine pill!" said the shopkeeper.

Wufeng laughed scornfully and said, "A third-grade divine pill? Rumor mongering, and you actually believe it! If someone could refine a third-grade divine pill, would they be in a small pharmacy in the South City?"

The shopkeeper said, "Master, what do you think... could it be that kid who cured Zhu Yongtian? That Miaoshou Studio is now property of the Thunderclap Gang."

Wufeng's face stiffened, instantly turning ugly.

With that said, it really was possible!

"Hmph! If he's so capable, then let's send him a big gift! I want to see how he grants every request!" Wufeng sneered.

...

At the Sun and Moon Gang headquarters, Luo Yu and He Xiao were also very interested in this newly emerged Miaoshou Studio.

"I've already inquired: Master Wufeng had sentenced Zhu Yongtian to death, but it seems that kid from Miaoshou Studio saved him!"

Luo Yu's expression was unpleasant. This kid who appeared out of nowhere had ruined their plans.

Zhu Yongtian was Xing Guan's right-hand man; his death would have been a huge loss to the Thunderclap Gang.

Unexpectedly, he was saved in the end and was now alive and kicking. How could Luo Yu not be angry?

He Xiao laughed and said, "This kid has quite the nerve! Not to mention Master Wufeng, even the masters in the inner city wouldn't dare hang such a sign!"

Luo Yu said, "Heh, he's still young. Saving one Zhu Yongtian made him think he's a master alchemist. This kid must be crazy for fame, right?"

He Xiao said, "Since he wants fame, let's help him out!"

The two exchanged glances and smiled knowingly.

...

Ning Siyu watched Ye Yuan taking pulses for someone, a hint of fascination in her eyes.

Was this guy really about the same age as her?

How could he be so incredibly awesome?

These past few days, she had stayed by Ye Yuan's side, acting as a little pharmacy assistant, gathering and refining medicine. But... she had no complaints at all.

After her persistent pestering, Ye Yuan finally agreed to let her stay.

Once the sign of granting every request was put up, customers naturally came in droves.

Among them were many difficult and complicated cases, as well as many severely injured or dying martial artists.

But before Ye Yuan, none of them could stump him.

One could say, the medicine cured the disease.

Granting every request was no joke.

At least so far, nothing had happened that Ye Yuan couldn't handle.

Ning Siyu's own alchemy level was already high, and she could solve most of the cases here.

But there were a few cases where she was truly helpless.

Yet Ye Yuan had the power to turn decay into magic, and so far, not a single mistake had occurred.

Moreover, for every patient who came to Miaoshou Studio, Ye Yuan almost achieved perfection!

Ning Siyu asked herself, even for the cases she could handle, she couldn't do as well as Ye Yuan.

No, she should say she was far from it!

This guy is simply not human!

After a few days, Ning Siyu was completely convinced by Ye Yuan.

"This guy, though he brags big, really has the capital to do so!" Ning Siyu muttered to herself.

Xiao Huan looked at Ning Siyu, feeling as if she didn't recognize her own young lady anymore.

Was this still the unruly young lady?

These past few days, her young lady had been as obedient as a little maid in front of Master Ye.

If Master Ye told her to go east, she wouldn't dare go west!

Even her young lady's master didn't have the ability to tame her like this!

But Master Ye was truly too formidable.

It seemed... even more formidable than her young lady's master!

"Get lost! All of you, get lost! I want to see the doctor; everyone else, get to the back!"

Suddenly, three or five big men barged into the Wonderful Hands Pavilion, shoving everyone out.

"Bang!"

The leading big man slapped the table, smashing it to pieces, and said arrogantly, "Kid, treat me first!"

Ye Yuan was taking someone's pulse with his eyes closed. Without even lifting his eyelids, he said calmly, "Your disease is incurable. Leave."

The big man was taken aback, then said, "Damn it, you didn't even open your eyes; how do you know my disease is incurable? Aren't you supposed to grant every request? So it's all a scam! I'll smash your sign right now and stop you from cheating!"

Ye Yuan still said unhurriedly, "Brain damage is incurable; you can only be reborn!"

"Hahaha..."

Ye Yuan's words amused everyone.

The big man's face flushed red, and he roared, "All of you shut up! If anyone dares laugh again, I'll make sure you never laugh again!"

Everyone's expression changed, and they wisely shut up.

Everyone knew who this big man was—he was Chen Biao, the sixth leader of the Silver Feather Gang, a man who killed without blinking.

When he said he would kill, he never joked.

"Kid, you're messing with me? Do you know who I am?"

Chen Biao pointed at Ye Yuan, his finger almost touching Ye Yuan's nose.

Ye Yuan said calmly, "No matter who you are, go to the back and wait in line. Anyone who causes trouble here will not be treated!"

Just as Chen Biao was about to explode, a burly man rushed in from outside.

"Chen Biao, do you dare to cause trouble on our Thunderclap Gang's turf? Believe me, I'll wipe you out right now?"

This big man was none other than Meng Huo.

He had heard that Chen Biao was heading to the Wonderful Hands Pavilion in a hurry, so he immediately brought people over.

Chen Biao rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I'm not causing trouble; I'm here to see the doctor today! One of my brothers has a strange disease that can't be cured no matter what. I heard this Wonderful Hands Pavilion grants every request, so we came to see the doctor."

Meng Huo frowned upon hearing this and looked at the stretcher Chen Biao had brought.

On the stretcher lay a middle-aged man, his face sallow, eyes sunken, barely breathing.

He knew clearly that this guy was definitely here to pick a fight.

This disease probably wasn't easy to cure.

"Then what's this about?" Meng Huo pointed at the smashed table and said in a deep voice.

Chen Biao said lightly, "I was just worried about my brother's safety and got a little impatient."

Ye Yuan said calmly, "If you want to see the doctor, wait in line. If not, get lost!"

Chen Biao said coldly, "Hmph! There are so many people ahead; if my brother dies, can you bear the responsibility?"

Ye Yuan said nonchalantly, "If he dies, he dies. What's it to me? My turf, my rules! Waiting in line is the rule here. If you don't like it, you can get lost!"