Painting of the Nine Immortals
chapter-573

"I will now name all these medicines and help you broaden your knowledge."

The moment he finished speaking, Ling Xian's lips curled into a faint smile. His confidence lit up the entire universe.

"A dumb@ss who overestimates himself," Cao Feng sneered in disdain and taunted, "I am the direct descendant of the Cao Clan and I cannot recognize these spiritual medicines. What makes you think you have the ability to? Blarg, you are just trash."

"Since you entered this place, you've been saying how you are the most talented out of the Cao Clan."

Ling Xian glared at Cao Feng and said, "I admit that the Cao Clan has amazing alchemy skills and is the home of any excellent alchemists. But, those glories are not yours to claim."

"Hmmph, as the top talent of the Cao Clan, it is my honor and my glory." Cao Feng snickered.

He was right in a sense. To be even named the best of the Cao Clan was an honor. After all, the Cao Clan produces many talents and to be able to acquire this name meant he had amazing alchemy skills.

"It is true. However, out of the 43 spiritual medicines in this stone room, you cannot name any of them. Don't you think you are a humiliation to the Cao Clan?" Ling Xian revealed a sarcastic smile.

"You!"

To have been hit where it hurts, Cao Feng was furious, "These spiritual medicines are too rare. It is normal that I do not recognize them. I dare to make the claim that even the grandmaster alchemists cannot recognize them all!"

"Even the grandmasters cannot recognize them all?"

The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up, and he said, "Then let me identify them all and show you what it means when they say there is always someone better than you."

"Name them, go ahead. I cannot wait for the moment you humiliate yourself." Cao Feng's face was full of contempt. He didn't believe that Ling Xian would be able to recognize the spiritual medicine.

"I am not going to be the one humiliated."

Ling Xian spoke softly, "It will be you, self-claimed genius, and of course, the Cao Clan."

"By you? You trash?" Cao Feng laughed darkly, his face scorned.

"Just wait and see. The title top talent of the Cao Clan will not bring you glory. Instead, it will make you feel extremely ironic." Ling Xian glared at him and spoke no more.

For everything to have developed to this stage, not many words were needed to be said. Only reality can explain everything and slap Cao Feng in the face!

Therefore, Ling Xian softly marched forward and stepped before the purple flower. Then, he summoned the Essence of Herbalism and requested all the information regarding this item.

"The Demonic Grass with Six Petals. It's a first rank item with extreme dark properties. It is naturally poisonous. If my memory serves me correctly, this Demonic Grass blossomed around two years ago. It is violently poisonous and it is a poisonous grass that is extremely difficult to find."

Ling Xian retold this purple poisonous grass' name, properties, and year as if he was the owner of it.

Naming the spiritual medicine wasn't much to brag about. Knowing its affects and rank wasn't too difficult either. However, to be able to pinpoint its year was without a doubt, almost an impossible task.

Therefore, after Ling Xian spoke out all of this, Xiao Cui and Cao Feng fell into a state of disbelief.

Ignoring what he said later in his statement about the year of the grass, the moment he said its name, the two of them were stunned. Neither of them believed that Ling Xian would recognize this spiritual medicine. Yet right before their faces, he said everything, even its year. How unbelievable was this?

"He… he… he actually knows it." Xiao Cui mumbled, her olive shaded face was flooding with shock.

After hearing this, Cao Feng was in shock. He stared deadly at Ling Xian and with his gaze, there was disbelief and even more disbelief.

Sadly, what Xiao Cui had said meant that Ling Xian was correct in guessing its name. Therefore, he has to believe it no matter how much he didn't want to.

"Cao Clan's descendant, I wonder if you have something you want to say?" Ling Xian grinned without any taunting.

However, the smile reflected in Cao Feng's eyes was full of mockery. He hissed, "Hmmph, so what you recognize one of them? Perhaps you've seen one by chance before. If you are capable, then continue!"

"You sure do not fear death."

Ling Xian uttered out four words, "Since you want me to continue, then I suggest you prepare yourself. Or else you will not be able to handle what I'm about to say."

Then, ignoring the now enraged Cao Feng, he moved on to the second spiritual medicine.

Since that person didn't care if he died or not, Ling Xian won't treat him kindly. He planned on using the Essence of Herbalism' power to slap Cao Feng in the face!

"The Blue Clover. Its medicinal effects may appear gentle but in reality, it is harsh and dominating. A tiny splash of its powdered form can rot the entire body of a cultivator below the completion level. As for those of the completion level, one clover would do the trick."

Ling Xian spoke softly. Not only did he repeat the information, but he also analyzed the severity of its poisonous effects.

This startled Xiao Cui and she murmured, "He even knows the Blue Clover. Unbelievable."

Hearing this, Cao Feng's face turned white abruptly. Other than disbelief, there was a hint of jealousy.

"I think you will make the claim that knowing this second one is not an achievement. So I will continue." Ling Xian faintly beamed and said, "Please prepare yourself. Don't lose your soul when I strike you too hard."

Just then, the Essence of Herbalism has informed him of what the third spiritual medicine was.

"The Ghostly Grass…" Ling Xian once again repeated information about this medicine, which once again overwhelmed Xiao Cui and Cao Feng.

The two of them couldn't leave their overwhelmed state after that.

Because Ling Xian continued to name the fourth, the fifth, the sixth, until the forty-third. The speed of which he spoke increased, and he spoke about all the details about every single one of the medicines.

This shocked Xiao Cui. Because every single time he named the medicine and its effects, she couldn't help but mumble about how he was correct.

Because of this, Cao Feng's face turned paler and paler. The shock on his face grew denser and denser as well.

Every time Ling Xian named another medicine, his entire body would freeze, and his mind would go blank.

The only thought that went through his head was "impossible. This is impossible." He couldn't believe that a cultivator he didn't think highly of could somehow name all 43 spiritual medicine. This was something unheard of!

It was true. No matter which alchemist was standing there, they would not be able to accept what was happening. Because what was happening was not impossible. Every time Xiao Cui confirmed that Ling Xian was correct, this impossibility transformed into a symbol of powerfulness and a giant irony.

Powerfulness was to describe Ling Xian. The giant irony was to describe Cao Feng.

"Impossible, this is impossible. 43 spiritual medicine and I do not recognize a single one of them. How can he name all of them?" Cao Feng's entire face was white and he acted as if he lost his soul because of what Ling Xian did.

"Nothing is impossible. As I said, just because you can't do it, doesn't mean I can't either." Ling Xian's expression was calm and collected as usual. He did not appear the slightest arrogant.

He was a clear juxtaposition next to the pale-faced Cao Feng.

One was unparalleled in temperament, talented, and capable. One was soulless, depressed, and lost like a stray dog.

The two of them were like the cloud and the mud, not even comparable.

Or in other words, the latter doesn't even have the right to compare himself to the former.