Chapter 316: Grandmaster! Grandmaster! Grandmaster! (1/2)
Chapter 316: Grandmaster! Grandmaster! Grandmaster!
Translator: UdongEditor: EbonyFrost, Udong
Basics of a grandmaster. Looking at Qian Jin’s back, Noan Leta saw that this young person possessed the basic skills of the grandmaster. There were various research directions in pharmaceuticals, but the operation of equipment didn’t vary too much.
Having finished selecting and putting in place the props he needed, Qian Jin took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and exhaled slowly. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and started concocting with his adroitly moving hands by the counter.
What? Snay Rouse’s eyelids started cramping hard when he saw Qian Jin stripped off the idle veneer that he previously had.”What the hell is this speed? Is this guy a member of the circus?” He thought.
As all kinds of test tubes and beakers were randomly flying in the air, different dosages of powder and potion were being placed into different containers. This dazzlingly complicated style and control made Qian Jin look more like a bartender mixing drinks instead of a pharmacist concocting the potion.
Pam Honzi even doubted whether he was in the wrong room. Had Qian Jin worked in a bar before? Was he itching to display his skills of mixing drinks?
The smile on Snay Rouse’s face gradually died down. The outsiders might not be able to tell what Qian Jin was doing. But for him, a high-level pharmacist, it was quite clear that Qian Jin was trying to reduce any possible loss of medicinal effect with his speed so he could produce a higher-level potion.
”Fortunately…” Snay Rouse consciously lifted his hand and cuddled the crimson jade medicine bottle in his inner pocket, feeling it fortunate that he had a bottle of Frozen Soil Potion that had the best effect among all bone-related potions in recent five hundred years.
One minute, two minutes…ten minutes…
As Qian Jin moved his hands at an ever-changing speed, Snay Rouse’s face got ever darker. He couldn’t understand what Qian Jin was doing ”Why did he slow down when he should be faster and why did he speed up when he supposed to slow down?” Snay Rouse didn’t know.
Was he obstructed? Or there was some other reason? Gazing at Qian Jin’s movements, Snay Rouse couldn’t believe that he couldn’t copy it. Qian Jin’s control was definitely on the grandmaster level. Even the sole Pharmacy Grandmaster in the Pam Family wasn’t capable of such technique.
Throughout the past half an hour, warrior power kept streaming out of Qian Jin’s body, making Snay Rouse diametrically stupefied. Usually, the pharmacists bore natural deficiencies in controlling the timing and weighting of dosages, but Qian Jin broke through all these limitations. He was a warrior!
High stamina and striking controlling power which were hard to be acquired even by the warriors. Snay Rouse really wanted to ask Qian Jin who his master was.
One hour…two hours…three hours…
Qian Jin began sweating a little on his forehead while Noan Leta felt a strong dizziness and couldn’t help whispering to himself, ”Three hours. What a strong and intensive controlling power to have avoided making any mistakes for three hours. With this control of high-intensity, he had shortened the time for making the potion from a couple of days to only several hours. ”
Swit Lei nodded his head repeatedly and mechanically. ”Yes…what is this? This could only be achieved by a grandmaster, theoretically…normally speaking, he who had become a grandmaster should have already grown old and is thus unlikely to keep such robust stamina. He should at most retain a small fraction of controlling power.”
Saloo Bard kept nodding his head to show his agreement. Though the mystic pharmacists and pharmacists had been feuding with each other for a long time and progressing toward different orientations, they shared some similarities in the use of many types of equipment. While to describe Qian Jin’s control of the equipment as shocking was underestimating it; it was appalling.
Pam Honzi felt a little tingling on his scalp. All these mystic pharmacists and pharmacists used to be very arrogant and looked down at everyone who dared to challenge them. But today, they were uniformly scared as if a mouse was being pounced on by a cat.
”How strong is he?”Pam Honxuan asked Noan Leta, hoping for a negative answer.
”I don’t’ know.” Noan Leta raised his hand to sweep the away the sweat on his forehead. ”Maybe there is someone who can concoct better potions than him. But throughout the Zence Empire, I’m afraid no one is his rival in respect of the precision. What’s most noteworthy is his forte of reducing the time of making the potion through some special control…such control has reached the level of grandmaster...”
The only sound amidst the silence of the room came from the rustling sound produced by the medicinal materials hitting the props. Subtle as it was, it heard like thunderous blowing, shaking the squeamish nerves of everyone present in the room.
All Pam Honzi could think of was the remark made by Noan Leta. This young man had perfectly combined the common features of warriors and pharmacists.