Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Ye Junyan rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang in anger. She blamed him for not explaining and it was not good for her to open her mouth. After all, Zhang Yang didn't say anything.    

    

The three of them made their move, and after a while, Fei Fei ran out again, "Dad, Mom is not home."    

    

"Not here?" Zhang Yang frowned and immediately dialed Lee Shan's number.    

    

After saying a few words, he hung up the phone and said to Fei Fei, "Mom is currently buying ingredients at a nearby market."    

    

"Oh, then I'm going to play with my car." Fei Fei quickly ran away again.    

    

Ye Junyan finally let out a sigh of relief. At least no one would misunderstand.    

    

"Indeed, one shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Even Da Niu and Xiao San are getting along peacefully."    

    

Gu Xiner was someone who had seen much of the world, so the way she saw things was naturally different from the others. If Ye Junyan knew what she was thinking, she would definitely spit out blood.    

    

Soon, Zhang Yang's bedroom was full.    

    

Ye Junyan was a little confused. With Zhang Yang's ability, earning money was just a matter of seconds. How could he live in such a place?    

    

However, those who were capable were always in a strange mood. Perhaps, this was the legendary Big Dipper City.    

    

Gu Xiner didn't ask anything after they moved in. Instead, she bade Zhang Yang farewell and left.    

    

"Why did you get so many Chinese medicine ingredients?" Ye Junyan finally couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked.    

    

"You've seen it before, I was the one who made the medicine for you when you twisted your ankle."    

    

Ye Junyan couldn't help but be startled and blush when she heard that. She suddenly recalled the time when she couldn't help but let out that embarrassing voice … However, that time was really very comfortable.    

    

Zhang Yang didn't notice it and continued, "The medicine I made is absolutely unique. I can share it with you if you want. How about it?"    

    

"I'd be surprised if I believed you."    

    

Ye Junyan acted as though she was disdainful and curled her lips before walking into her room. However, a trace of desire still appeared in her heart. She immediately accepted Zhang Yang's words.    

    

"Hey, beautiful woman, you missed a chance to befriend a handsome rich man!"    

    

Ye Junyan, who was walking in front, almost fell to the ground.    

    

"You're crazy!"    

    

Lee Shan led Fei Fei out of the stall. Zhang Yang no longer had any scruples. He went back to his room, closed the door, locked the door and opened the window!    

    

"Jie, jie, jie. Mine, mine, are all mine!"    

    

Looking at the herbs that filled the room, Zhang Yang was ecstatic. He laughed eerily, like an old Magus. Every time he gently caressed the herbs, they would disappear without a trace.    

    

These days, the medicinal bath concocted by ordinary medicinal ingredients had no effect on Zhang Yang's body. However, the Five Revitalizing Body Forging Technique never stopped.    

    

It was because of this that Zhang Yang was able to light up five stars, forming the mini universe's texture loop, and even activating the Five-star Space.    

    

However, he knew that the biggest obstacle was the suppression of his body. He had reached his limit when he was able to light up five stars. If Gu Xiner was still unable to gather all the herbs, he could only think of his own way.    

    

It was a good thing that these Chinese medicine ingredients came at the right time. It was definitely like providing charcoal during a snowstorm.    

    

Now, he could use these medicinal ingredients to truly guide the medicine in the Pattern Engraving, and use his body's strength to gradually absorb them.    

    

"If only there was a Pattern Tripod."    

    

Zhang Yang smacked his lips in regret.    

    

The Pattern Tripod used to refine Pattern Pill, and the crucible and flask he bought could only be used for the most basic level of Secret Pattern Powder. If he had Pattern Tripod, he would not need to brew the medicine and directly refine the Pattern Pill, that way it would not leak out.    

    

The medicine would maximize the power of the drug.    

    

Walking to the open space in the backyard, Zhang Yang decided to start brewing the medicine now, but before that, there was one more thing he needed to do.    

    

First, we will adjust the culture and test the decoction of the Chinese traditional medicine.    

    

The essential core of the Texture Potion was not in the area of potions and medicine, but in the fusion of the texture and the Star Power.    

    

Disorder the patterns first, then use the Spiritual Power s to change the nature of the patterns. This was the biggest feature of the early stages of Devil Pattern Master, but in the Devil Pattern Continent, these methods were all used to fight or raise one's strength.    

    

The Base Soup s with a string of fragrances required more than twenty simple Chinese medicinal herbs to concoct.    

    

If he could change and enhance the texture of these twenty over herbs, what would the result be like?    

    

As soon as he thought of it, he put the grass, cloves, sand kernels and more than twenty other Chinese medicinal herbs he had bought that morning onto the table. Then, he ground them all into fine powder, mixed them with a crucible, and started heating them with clear water.    

    

Zhang Yang grinned. He was extremely narcissistic about his own extremely smart thoughts.    

    

During the process of heating, Zhang Yang's expression suddenly became serious. He operated his cultivation technique and his hands danced in the air. He drew out a series of traces that could be seen with the naked eye and finally put them all into the crucible.    

    

It was not an Inscription, but a large amount of remaining impurities from the mixture of more than twenty potions. The poisonous ingredients had already evaporated and purified along with the Star Power and the liquid.    

    

It was the third part of the poison, but after being infused with the Star Power's special patterns, there was no longer any impurities left in it.    

    

In other words, these mud-like objects were already on the verge of perfection.    

    

Although he didn't have the exact function of the drug, no one would have any adverse reactions after consuming it.    

    

Of course, Zhang Yang's goal wasn't just this. When the liquid inside completely evaporated, he began to carve on it.    

    

His pupils slightly contracted as two rays of starlight flashed in his deep eyes.    

    

Activating the Forbidden Eye!    

    

At this moment, the crucible was no longer just a mud-like potion but a silver thread. These lines were not as messy, but they indicated the direction of the whole cauldron's texture.    

    

All the textures had been completely disrupted.    

    

After observing for a while, Zhang Yang's hands kept trembling, and the Pattern Engraving on the mud started to form a pattern of water ripples.    

    

With the infusion of the Star Power, the lines and patterns disappeared.    

    

The first thing he had to do was not to change the texture, but to enhance its texture, in other words, to enhance its pharmacological properties.    

    

For example, if a person had a headache, he would need to take two analgesia tablets to stop the pain, but after strengthening it, he would only need half a pill to achieve the effect of three pills.    

    

If it was only this, the magic of the magic prints wouldn't show.    

    

The most important thing was that there were no side effects from consuming the potion, and the body wouldn't show any resistance to the potion's effects. Moreover, the body would absorb the potion as fast as possible, which was similar to compressing biscuits.    

    

From this, it could be seen how mystical the magic prints were.    

    

In the Devil Pattern Continent, everyone would refer to the devil imprints as a mystery left behind by the heaven and earth, and as long as one could open each layer, one would be able to see the true nature of the world.    

    

After a long while, Zhang Yang completely stopped. 20 potion bottles appeared on the table.    

    

The inside of the bottle was not shaped like a pill, it had turned into powder, and the powder was extremely flexible, moving up and down inside the bottle.    

    

These ten bottles of medicine were all Pattern Engraving Potions that were required to concoct more than twenty different kinds of Chinese medicinal ingredients from the Fragrant Carnival Base Soup.    

    

It was a success, but the results needed to be tested.    

    

However, Zhang Yang did not immediately test it out, but started to continue with his Pattern Engraving. This time, the Pattern Engraving was not from the Base Soup s, but from a higher level.    

    

After three hours, eleven vials of medicine appeared on the table.    

    

The medicine inside all came from the Pattern Engraving of traditional Chinese medicine that Gu Xiner had delivered in the afternoon.    

    

According to the medicinal properties, Zhang Yang was named after three bottles of Spirit Cleansing Powder, three bottles of painkillers, and five bottles of Life Powder.    

    

Hesitating for a moment, he reached out his hand to pull out a bottle from each category and then tilted his head back to pour it into his mouth.    

    

He was sure that these potions would not have any side effects, but he was sure that he would still have to test them personally to determine their efficacy and quantity.    

    

The effect of the Spirit Cleansing Powder was to cure the brain diseases. As long as one was not at the terminal stage of the tumor, one would only need one dose of the medicine to have some improvement. There was also another effect, which could allow the mind to reach an unprecedented level and strengthen its thinking …    

    

Agility.    

    

The analgesic, as the name implies, is given rapidly without compromising any neurons.    

    

As for the Life Powder, it consumed a lot of Zhang Yang's time, and its function was to recover his life force.    

    

It was specifically aimed at those elderly people. After consuming it, one's internal organs would age at a prolonged rate, thus prolonging one's lifespan.    

    

In the later stages of the concoction process, these three medicines consumed too much of Zhang Yang's Spiritual Power and Star Power.    

    

Most importantly, the potion itself was engraved with dozens of small magic prints.    

    

These magic prints weren't an attack, but a small pattern that came from the Star Forbidden Manual. In his previous life, Zhang Yang didn't pay much attention to it, but now on Earth, it was simply a sharp weapon.    

    

This was not an exaggeration because the Star Forbidden Manual stated that everyone had their own universe within their body. The only difference was that ordinary people could not awaken or activate it.    

    

Cultivators, on the other hand, were a process of self-evolution.    

    

In Earth's language, these little universes were actually their own gene points and chain. What Zhang Yang did was to add a special pattern technique into these drugs to change the operation rules of the gene chain.    

    

Of course, these medicines were all meant for ordinary people. If one were a cultivator, then it would be basically useless. This was because the quality of a cultivator's body surpassed that of a normal person's.    

    

The tasks entrusted to him by others and the matters of loyalty were all prepared for Grandpa Gu Xiner.    

    

After he finished testing all the potions, Zhang Yang was both satisfied and regretful. In the end, it wasn't the Pattern Tripod s that refined it, so the efficacy was much worse. However, for ordinary people, it should have some miraculous effects!    

    

After collecting all the medicines on the table into the Five-star Space s, he looked at the time and saw that it was already 8 PM. Zhang Yang walked out of the room and entered the kitchen where Lee Shan was concocting Base Soup.    

    

The casserole, chicken bone, pig bone, and other ingredients were already prepared. Zhang Yang stewed the bones with clear water. After boiling the meat, he poured the mixture into the pot.    

    

After two hours of cooking in a large earthenware pot, the entire yard was filled with a rich fragrance.    

    

It was not the fragrance of medicine, nor was it the smell of meat. Rather, it was an indescribably fresh smell. Just the smell of it alone caused one's appetite to stir and one's mouth to water.    

    

The stewed soup was not the usual important brown color, nor was it the yellow color of the mixed ingredients. Instead, it was a faint silver-white color, as thick as an old yoghurt.    

    

Zhang Yang estimated that it was about time. He opened the claypot and a fragrant steam immediately rose up. In the fog, it seemed like a golden star was shining. It actually flashed a few times.    

    

Seeing this, Zhang Yang pondered a little. He used a spoon to taste the flavor and then immediately became happy.    

    

This was no longer considered a Base Soup but a pot of medicine. He had once judged that if the entire bottle of the medicine was poured in, the efficacy would increase a lot.    

    

Ordinary people wouldn't be able to bear it.    

    

Of course, Zhang Yang wasn't too surprised, his goal was to test the quantity and speed of the drug. Judging from this, this small bottle of drug could be used at least ten times.    

    

"Dang, dang, dang!"    

    

Just when Zhang Yang picked up the bowl and chopsticks and was about to fight with the dishes, a series of knocks came from outside the door.