The Almighty Martial Arts System - Chapter 180

“Trying to analyze the formula of medicinal wine from just one sip? That’s pure fantasy—utterly impossible!”

Did he think his mouth was some kind of high-precision instrument capable of breaking down molecular compositions?

Even if he were an actual lab device, cracking Jishi Tang’s proprietary Tiger Bone Wine formula wouldn’t be this simple!

This wasn’t about medical skill—it defied basic logic. No doctor, not even the legendary Hua Tuo resurrected, could reverse-engineer a complex prescription from a single taste.

It simply wasn’t scientific!

With Young Master Cui Xiuping’s explicit permission, the sales clerk hastily unsealed an ornate bottle. There were no tasting glasses—ordinary customers certainly didn’t get sampling privileges.

Unfazed, Jiang Fei raised the 250ml bottle and took a measured sip.

Cui Xiuping watched with amusement, anticipating his rival’s embarrassment. But Jiang Fei ignored him, closing his eyes to concentrate as the liquid touched his tongue.

At Level 7 Medical Skill, his diagnostic abilities extended far beyond pulse-reading. Like when he’d identified General Ye Zhennan’s poisoning—including its potency—his senses could now dissect medications with terrifying precision.

After all, poison is just medicine in extreme doses.

If he could analyze a lethal toxin, this 6,666-yuan wine posed no challenge.

“Hmm. This imitation ‘Tiger Bone Wine’ is surprisingly effective—almost matches the real thing. Strengthens tendons, boosts kidney function, dispels wind-cold pathogens…” Jiang Fei mused, brow furrowed. “But the tiger bone substitute…”

Cui Xiuping smirked. Any seasoned herbalist could list general effects. The real test was identifying ingredients.

Suddenly, Jiang Fei’s eyes snapped open. He set down the bottle with a disappointed sigh.

“Problem?” Cui Xiuping’s voice turned icy. “Or do you look down on our product?”

He’d expected Jiang Fei to fumble for answers, not wear this expression of… pity?

“Not at all. The efficacy is genuine,” Jiang Fei admitted. “What disappoints me is your formula.” He leaned in. “Leopard bone—while an excellent substitute at 133% dosage—will soon join tiger bone on the banned list, won’t it?”

Cui Xiuping’s smirk vanished.

How?!

Not only had Jiang Fei pinpointed their secret ingredient—he’d even nailed the exact dosage adjustment! Was his tongue a damn mass spectrometer?

“You… How?” Cui Xiuping croaked. Even the legendary Divine Needle Technique shouldn’t enable this!

Jiang Fei ignored the question, grinning like a cat with cream. “Once leopard bone gets prohibited, what’s Jishi Tang’s backup plan?” He tapped the bottle. “Without it, this product gets shelved, yes?”

The silence was answer enough.

Jishi Tang’s crisis was real. Their R&D team had tested a dozen animal bones—bovine, feline, even canine—but none matched leopard bone’s properties. Future versions would be pale imitations, unworthy of the “Tiger Bone Wine” name.

Yet as Jiang Fei studied Cui Xiuping’s grimace, his own spirits soared.

During that sip, his system had not only decoded the formula but suggested an alternative recipe: Combining spatholobus stem, moghan vine, and Deinagkistrodon snake bone could replicate the original effects!

These materials were abundant and cheap—even the rare snake could be farmed. Production costs? Maybe 2,000 yuan per bottle. At Jishi Tang’s retail price? Pure profit.

Once they discontinue, Jiang Medical Clinic’s version will dominate the market!

The math dazzled him. 2,000 yuan profit per bottle × 10,000 units = 20 million yuan! And given China’s population, 10K units was conservative.

This Beijing trip had ignited an epiphany: A medical empire wasn’t just possible—it could dwarf traditional businesses!

Of course, replicating a century-old brand like Jishi Tang wouldn’t be easy. The Cui family’s true advantage lay in their ancestral formulas—decades of refined knowledge now monetized as premium supplements.

Jiang Fei lacked such heritage. But with his system?

At Level 8 or 9, what revolutionary medicines could I create?

Even if they couldn’t match the system’s miraculous pills, they’d still shake up modern healthcare.

He made a mental note to discuss this with Lin Moli upon returning to Jincheng.

Checking his stats, he noted:

Character: Jiang Fei

• Level: 3 (1988/3500 EXP)
• Medical Skill: Lv.7 (96%)
• Unspent Skill Points: 378.8
• Gold: 4,175

The clinic’s small scale limited his skill growth, but Level 8 was within reach.

As he toured Jishi Tang’s upper floors—each opulent detail screaming “luxury healthcare”—his resolve solidified.

Time to revolutionize Jiang Medical Clinic.