From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

Chapter 190: Chapter 188: Within 15 Minutes_1

"Brother Lin, may I ask, which one is the Fang Family's Young Master Fang that we have not yet met?" the Butler of Liu Family inquired.

"Let's just wait and see," Lin Bozhong replied with a smile, choosing not to point out who it was to the crowd.

Bai Qi, standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded by Lin Bo's words. Was this Elder Lin really planning to dig a grave for his own Young Master? After Fang Ren had selected materials for a fourth-order elixir, Lin Bo even lured out his identity for these aristocratic families' stewards to see. How much face would Fang Ren lose then?

As Bai Qi pondered, he silently made up his mind: if Lin Bozhong continued to set traps for Fang Ren, he would take on any loss of face himself, claiming any embarrassment as his own.

However, Lin Bozhong shouldn't have any reason to trap Fang Ren... right?

Although Chen Cheng maintained a smile, confusion swirled in his mind. He grabbed Lin Bozhong by the arm, turned his back to the three elders, and started gesturing wildly with his eyebrows and eyes to communicate secretively.

"Aren't you risking revealing the princess' identity by doing this?" he meant.

Lin Bozhong just smiled and briefly isolated the sound with True Qi: "Brother Chen, rest assured. They only know the Young Master's identity, not that the princess is present. Plus, today's competition doesn't involve any roll call, so who would know the princess is here?"

Chen Cheng's frown deepened: "Will that work? Once they figure out Young Master Fang's identity, they'll definitely guess who the girl constantly at his side is."

"Just adamantly deny knowing her," Lin Bozhong advised.

Having said that, Lin Bozhong immediately dispelled the sound isolation True Qi and turned back to continue chatting with the three old men.

The three of them, seeing him disengage the sound barrier, didn't overthink it, because everyone knew about Tianjiang by now. It was understandable for stewards of the Bai and Fang families to have some secret conversations, especially with the families soon to become in-laws.

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"Brother Lin, why do you enjoy keeping us in suspense like this?" the Butler of Wang Family laughed: "The more you do so, the more we look forward to Young Master Fang's performance."

Lin Bozhong smiled and said no more, calculating the time; he felt Fang Ren should be making a move soon, because according to Fang Ren's Alchemy Method, this moment should be the purification stage.

Indeed, just seconds after Lin Bozhong had this thought, Fang Ren finally made his move in the competition area.

He directly poured out half of the water from the Pill Furnace, which already had taken on some of the colors of the ingredients.

When the crowd saw what he was doing, they couldn't even be bothered to mock him anymore. The ingredients had been soaking in the water for so long, and now he was pouring out half of the infused water; this meant that at least one-fifth of the efficacy had been discarded, making it highly unlikely for any elixir to form.

The elder from Liu Family saw this and shook his head, sighing: "If one can come decently, why not leave just as decently? Why waste all these ingredients?"

The Butler of Wang Family spoke up: "Elder Liu, though I genuinely admire your teaching philosophy, I think you should tailor your approach to the student. Some students are simply beyond guidance."

"Let's just focus more on the other students," suggested the Steward of the Cao Family.

Lin Bozhong, hearing how these three elders spoke, secretly snickered even more. A bunch of folks who hadn't seen the scope of the world were probably going to drop their jaws when they witnessed the Young Master's capability.

Seeing this, Chen Cheng quickly pulled Lin Bozhong aside again and effortlessly created a Qi barrier to shield their conversation, speaking with furrowed brows: "Brother Lin, what exactly is Young Master Fang doing? Are you sure you haven't deceived me?"

"Of course I haven't deceived you," Lin Bozhong said earnestly. "Brother, just wait another 15 minutes. If Young Master Fang hasn't produced an elixir within that time, I'll pay for all the drinks you have this year."

Chen Cheng was taken aback; his fondness for drinking was well-known in Tianjiang's major family circles, and he had a palate for expensive liquors.

Lin Bozhong's assurance indicated his confidence.

"Brother Lin, since you've stated your case so confidently, I won't argue. I'll just sit back and await the result," Chen Cheng said.