I am just a mortal, why do you all worship me as a saint?

Chapter 22: Your Master Must Not Be That Powerful Either

Seeing Gu Heng staring at the pill, then looking at her, Meng Yirou felt so proud she could practically jump out of her skin.

Hmph, are you dumbfounded?

Have you ever seen a genius, a beautiful young woman like me who can refine a sixth-grade spiritual medicine at the age of nineteen?

No matter if you're an ordinary person or a reclusive master, if you're so capable, try refining a sixth-grade pill at eighteen! Can't you? Then sorry, you can only be amazed by my "Holy Maiden of Healing" technique and gasp in astonishment!

However, Meng Yirou felt that this young man had at least not shown any signs of confusion or ignorance, so he must not be an ordinary person. Ordinary people would not be able to see the effects of this pill at all, while cultivators could feel the enormous medicinal power contained in this Soul Separation Pill. Of course, those "Medicine Kings" and "Medicine Saints" who are in constant contact with rare and precious materials and can refine seventh, eighth, or even ninth-grade spiritual medicines would not feel it so deeply.

They wouldn't care about a mere sixth-grade spiritual medicine.

Then Gu Heng suddenly asked, "I wonder how old Miss Yirou is this year?"

Meng Yirou's eyebrows twitched, and she replied in a deliberately gentle manner, "I have wasted more than ten years of my life and am only nineteen years old."

"Oh, very young..."

Gu Heng suddenly realized, and Meng Yirou became even more proud, knowing that the person in front of her was definitely impressed by her young age and her almost monstrous alchemy skills!

"It's nothing. I'm still young, and I need to learn a lot more about alchemy..."

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Heng casually placed the jade bottle containing the sixth-grade Soul Separation Pill on the table beside him, muttering to himself, "Although it's not pleasant to hear, I still have to say that Miss Yirou's alchemy skills are still lacking."

"……what?"

Meng Yirou was stunned, almost thinking she had misheard. "I'm lacking in the right technique for refining medicine?"

Gu Heng shook his head and said earnestly, "To be honest, your pills aren't very good. In my opinion, their effects are just average. Of course, I'm not saying you're bad at it. After all, you at least have patience. It's just that you need to hone your skills more."

He displayed a mature and respectful attitude, and every word he uttered sounded like an old man giving earnest advice to a younger generation, leaving Bai Feier stunned.

This medical saintess is indeed a genius, but she did not expect that Senior Gu's requirements for "genius" would be so strict.

Clearly, Meng Yirou has never experienced any doubt or belittlement. A six-grade alchemist at the age of nineteen—there's no one else like her in the world! Since she's unique and has an extraordinary power backing her up, shouldn't she be praised to the skies?

"I wouldn't dare say I'm an expert on alchemy, but I do have the right to criticize you."

Gu Heng's voice remained calm and composed, as if he were merely reprimanding a young girl who was ignorant of her place, had plenty of money at home, and insisted on cultivating alchemy as a hobby.

He could tell at a glance that the purple "elixir" only had some stimulating effects. He even thought the elixir would be sweet, because this Yi Rou girl seemed to be a very individualistic young lady who hated bitter tastes.

However, the fact that she was able to refine such perfectly round and visually appealing pills, regardless of how weak their efficacy was, shows that she must have put in a lot of effort and energy... even if it was only in terms of appearance.

But this also shows that Meng Yirou is patient!

After all, when it comes to alchemy, the worst thing you can do is be impatient for quick results or mess around with it. If you ruin the elixir, you waste the medicinal materials, and in the end, you might ruin your own skill!

Judging from its appearance, Gu Heng was certain that Miss Yi Rou had put a lot of effort into refining it. Of course, she probably wanted to use it to brag to her other close female friends, saying that she was also a "physician"!

If you ever have trouble relieving yourself or have your period in the future, she can help you with that...

So, he reluctantly offered her a couple of pointers.

Who can blame him for being the elder?

After all, this girl seems to be learning very diligently, but she's not very proficient. I wonder which master she learned from. That guy is probably only after money and doesn't teach this rich young lady any real medical skills.

But other people can be invited by wealthy families to teach medicine and alchemy, so why wasn't he invited?

This has made it so that he's barely making ends meet with his clinic. It's so frustrating.

"..."

Meng Yirou was completely silenced by Gu Heng's words, her face stiffened, her little face turning red and white, changing constantly, just like she was performing in an opera.

Since she first distinguished herself, she had never suffered such humiliation as being lectured. Even her master had never said a bad word to her. After a long while, she widened her eyes, gritted her teeth, and said hatefully, "You... what did you say!?"

Gu Heng smiled and looked up at her. "Bitter medicine is good for you, Miss Yirou. It's beneficial to listen to what you're saying."

Meng Yirou was even angrier now, her face flushed with anger and anxiety. She snapped, "You... how dare you say that to me? Even my revered master wouldn't—"

"Of course your master won't scold you, but I'm not. The path of alchemy isn't something you can just do casually. If you're not doing well enough, then of course you can't just let it slide." Gu Heng knew that Meng Yirou probably hadn't heard this kind of lesson before and was having trouble accepting it for a while.

But seeing that the girl also had some potential, he couldn't bear to give up on lecturing her.

"Moreover, it seems that the master you studied under is not that great. At least in terms of teaching you, I think he did a poor job."

"W-what? You still think my master...don't you know he is—"

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Heng interrupted her again. "So what if he's a powerful figure? If he didn't teach you well, he didn't teach you well, and he has to be criticized."

Meng Yirou was even more dumbfounded.

Since she arrived here, she never expected to be criticized and reprimanded for her most proficient and extraordinary alchemy skills. She couldn't believe that he would even teach the Palace Master of the Divine Medicine Palace a lesson!

The Palace Master of the Divine Palace of Healing is "not that powerful"? There are no more than five famous ninth-grade alchemists in the world, and her master is already respected by all the other ninth-grade alchemists!

How can this possibly earn the assessment of "not that impressive"?

While Meng Yirou was furious, she also felt extremely aggrieved.

Seeing this, Bai Feier couldn't help but laugh.

Haha, Senior Gu is truly a remarkable person, to see the Holy Maiden of Healing being taught a lesson like this! It's truly a once-in-a-lifetime event.

Meng Yirou glared at Bai Feier, gritted her teeth, and hissed in a low voice, "Miss Feier, what kind of expert did you bring me to see? He's so arrogant!"

"Not only did they belittle me, but they also belittled my master!"

Honestly, is this person really a master?

She felt that this "Senior Gu" seemed excessively ignorant.