Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration novel Chapter 327

Chapter 327: 323 World-shocking Alchemist (5) Updated at Midnight

The malevolent energy at this moment almost exploded in the air.

"I would ask for your help?" the second lady said with a sneer, "Dream on, I wouldn’t ask you even in my next life!"

The second lady wanted to say more.

But she was so startled by Ye Shaohua’s sinister defiance at that moment that, although she spoke tough, she dared not speak loudly anymore.

However, when she turned her head and saw the first lady looking at Ye Shaohua with a hopeful face, the second lady sneered inwardly. If Ye Shaohua really managed to save Bai Ziyun, that would truly be a sight for sore eyes!

"First lady, do you have these medicines?" Because the old man who raised the original host was a herb farmer, she knew a little about the medicines in this world.

As she spoke, she listed the needed herbs.

"I have these," the first lady hadn’t even spoken when Master Murong took out three herbs from his space ring, "Here you go, but he won’t be able to absorb any herbs."

With the herbs in hand, Ye Shaohua prepared a simple potion right there on the spot.

It was somewhat crude, but it was the only thing Bai Ziyun could absorb at the moment.

"I want to see what trickery you’re up to!" The second lady watched Ye Shaohua without blinking, waiting for her to exhaust all her tricks and then have the guards seize her and throw her into the dungeon for a good hundred lashes to vent the hatred in her heart.

Everyone was watching Ye Shaohua’s every move.

Master Murong had been frowning, but as Ye Shaohua administered the potion to Bai Ziyun, his expression slowly turned to shock.

The guards and maids in the hall, and the onlookers outside the door, stopped their laughter one by one, their eyes bulging as they watched the direction of the hall.

The first lady stood in front of the second lady, who couldn’t see what was happening inside.

She walked around to the other side to look at Bai Ziyun, intending to see him looking half-dead.

After all, whenever Bai Ziyun had fallen ill over the past year, he had looked near death.

But to her surprise, as she looked up, she saw Bai Ziyun, who had been in a coma, open his eyes. Those dark pupils were looking at her, deep like a serene pool.

When had she ever seen the Young Master looking so full of life?

The second lady was dumbstruck.

She even felt as if Death itself was staring her down.

And the guard who had been about to haul Ye Shaohua away nearly fell to his knees in fright.

Bai Family’s patriarch’s dark complexion suddenly changed as he joyfully exclaimed, "Ziyun, do you feel any discomfort? And Master Murong, Master Murong, check on Ziyun, is he truly better?"

Master Murong had already taken out his medicine stone.

He had Bai Ziyun place his hand upon it.

Bai Ziyun, watching Ye Shaohua methodically put away her silver needles, gave a nonchalant affirmative hum.

His fair and slender hand rested on the medicine stone.

Watching the changes in the color of the stone, Master Murong’s head thundered.

What lower-class individual possessed such ability?

Just who was this young girl?!

At this point, the patriarch no longer dared to underestimate Ye Shaohua, and respectfully said, "May I inquire the esteemed name of this lady? Our Bai Family will surely offer grand thanks."

Ye Shaohua replied indifferently, "Ye Shaohua."

She glanced at Bai Ziyun and then retracted her gaze, thinking that this should prompt the patriarch to produce a few precious herbs.

She mentioned several names of herbs, and the patriarch did not refuse.

However, he mentioned that he needed some time to prepare them and asked Ye Shaohua to wait.

Yet Master Murong was looking at Ye Shaohua with increasing excitement, "Ye Shaohua, Miss Ye, are you interested in becoming an alchemist? Become my disciple!"

Ye Shaohua glanced at him, "No, thank you. I need to return to the Liu Family first. Patriarch Bai, I’ll come back to the Bai Family later to collect the herbs."

"Why not?" Master Murong widened his eyes incredulously, "With your talent, why wouldn’t you pursue alchemy!"

"A manager I know told me that in three days, alchemists from the Xuanzong Sect will come to take on disciples," Ye Shaohua patiently explained, "I plan to wait for them."

Hearing Ye Shaohua’s explanation, the urgency on Master Murong’s face faded, "Those damn alchemists of the Xuanzong Sect are nowhere as skilled as I am! Look, even Liao Yang, their number one alchemist, has to kneel in front of me. So? Would you consider learning from me?"

Ye Shaohua, having heard this, had not yet replied.

When an ear-piercing voice rang out.

"Bai Ziyun is cured, he’s actually cured! That lowly person really can heal, mother, hurry and have that lowly person come heal me!"