William Clark's previous life, Edwin Clark, was once a great Pill Emperor. From a young age, he began studying and memorizing pill recipes, and his understanding of medicinal herbs and their properties had reached an unimaginable level. If not for this, he would not have been hailed as the genius most likely to reach the realm of Pill God.

The apprentices naturally had no idea of William Clark's intentions, thinking that this playboy had suddenly changed his ways and started playing with medicinal herbs.

While the apprentice was gathering the herbs, William Clark waited with Lucy at the consultation area of the Fragrant Medicine Pavilion. The master in charge of consultations glanced at William Clark indifferently, expressed his disdain, and then continued seeing patients.

The consulting masters were all at the level of Pill Master, and were retainers invited by Henry Clark. Not only in the Fragrant Medicine Pavilion, but even throughout the entire Qin Kingdom, they held considerable status.

Those who came to see the master were all suffering from difficult and complicated illnesses, the kind that ordinary people could not treat. William Clark observed the master's diagnosis and secretly shook his head.

The master's diagnosis was nothing special, and the prescriptions he gave were quite ordinary, but for mortals and low-level martial artists, they were sufficient.

If William Clark were to take the seat, he could provide several, even a dozen, more optimized solutions, but that would be too shocking. Since the master's prescriptions were effective, William Clark naturally would not overstep.

"Next." The servant beside the master called out weakly.

A burly man came before the master, but his condition was not good. His face was tinged with purple, there was a faint blackness between his brows, and he was coughing constantly—obvious symptoms of poisoning.

The master took his pulse, checked his tongue coating, and frowned slightly, saying, "You, a mere eighth-level Yuan Qi realm martial artist, actually dared to venture into the Boundless Forest. The venom of the Seven Venomous Cloud Python is no joke, is it?"

The burly man was not angered by the master's mockery; instead, he showed genuine admiration and said with a bitter smile, "Master, you see clearly. I had no choice. My whole family depends on me to survive, so I had to become a beast hunter. Before, I always worked with companions at the forest's edge, but who knew this time we'd run into a monster like the Seven Venomous Cloud Python? I was lucky to escape; my two companions were not so fortunate and lost their lives to it."

After speaking, the man's expression grew very gloomy, clearly recalling his grief.

The Seven Venomous Cloud Python was a second-tier demon beast, equivalent to a human at the Spirit Liquid realm, and its combat power was even greater. The burly man was only at the eighth-level Yuan Qi realm, and his companions likely weren't much stronger—how could they be a match? To escape with his life was already extremely lucky.

The master nodded and said, "You are indeed lucky. The Seven Venomous Cloud Python is extremely fierce; surviving it is a stroke of fortune. This poison would be difficult to cure elsewhere, but in my Fragrant Medicine Pavilion, it's not a big problem. However, you know this is a high-grade poison, and the price won't be cheap."

The burly man was overjoyed at these words. He had already visited several pharmacies, all of which were helpless. The Fragrant Medicine Pavilion was known for its high prices, and he would never have come unless he had no other choice. But he knew the poison was deep, and if he didn't get treated soon, he wouldn't last a few more days. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and come here. He didn't expect the master here to be so skilled, identifying the problem at a glance.

"Master, rest assured, I have saved up a little over the years. I was reluctant to spend it on detoxification, but my whole family depends on me. If I die, their lives will be even harder. As long as you can cure the Seven Venomous Cloud Python's poison, I will pay whatever fee is required," the burly man said, coughing as he spoke.

Fortune favors the bold. Beast hunters live by the sword, so the burly man naturally had some savings.

Actually, the detoxification pills refined by Henry Clark were even more effective, but his status was extraordinary, and his pills were extremely hard to come by, usually only circulating among the Qin Kingdom's nobility at exorbitant prices. Such pills were naturally out of reach for someone like the burly man.

The master stopped wasting words and instructed the servant, "Two qian of Greenflow Grass, two qian of Vermilion Soul Sand, three qian of Ironwind Eagle inner core, supplemented with Sky Star as the guiding herb. Decoction for this warrior to take. Also, prepare two more doses for him to take home."

The servant took the prescription and left, returning to prepare to call "Next," but was stopped by a hand gesture.

Chapter 4: Doubt

The one who gestured to the servant was none other than William Clark, who had been standing by the whole time.

Seeing William Clark stop him, the servant was quite puzzled. However, William Clark was the young master of the Fragrant Medicine Pavilion, and given his notorious reputation, the servant dared not offend him.

"Mr. Brooks, this prescription is wrong—it could kill someone," William Clark stepped forward and whispered.

William Clark was no longer the reckless youth from before. After all, this was his own family, so he naturally wanted to save face for the other party and kept his voice low.

This master was named Eleanor Brooks, and he had served as a retainer in the The Clark Family for many years, with seniority and high status. Although his skill in alchemy was not as great as Henry Clark's, he was by no means mediocre. Hearing such words from a clueless junior, his expression immediately darkened.