The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 631 - 537 Ying Zijin’s Ancient Martial Cultivation, Dismissal of Yan Ruoxue’s Niece [2 Chapters]

Chapter 631: 537 Ying Zijin’s Ancient Martial Cultivation, Dismissal of Yan Ruoxue’s Niece [2 Chapters]

The girl did not look at her, showing only her profile.

Her dense eyelashes drooped, her expression inscrutable, yet she remained breathtakingly beautiful.

In the ancient medical field and the ancient martial world, the pursuit of beauty paled in comparison to individual strength.

After all, ancient medicine could use elixirs and acupuncture techniques to alter one’s appearance.

When an ancient martial artist reached the Grandmaster Realm, equivalent to a hundred-year cultivation, they could change their face at will.

Transforming into someone beautiful was effortlessly within reach.

As such, Ying Zijin’s appearance did not cause much of a sensation, but it indeed turned many heads.

Her divine beauty was not exaggerated.

By comparison, Yan Anhe, the beauty of Imperial Capital University, was utterly overshadowed, as no one else in line spared her a glance.

Yan Anhe could hardly believe her eyes and exclaimed in disbelief, "What are you doing here?!"

This was the Pill Alliance!

And it wasn’t some other place in the ancient medical field where anyone could just come and go as they pleased.

Without a token, how could she have gotten in?

The successor of the Ji Family was still being contested, and Ying Zijin was not the successor, so she couldn’t have caught the Main House’s attention, so where could she have obtained a token?

Ying Zijin had no reaction.

However, Yun Shan became alert and stepped to the side to shield the girl.

The only task Fu Yunshen had given him was to ensure Ying Zijin’s safety at all costs.

There had been a bounty on the NOK forum placed by someone from the Ji Family, and quite a few hunters had come, but he had dealt with all of them.

Besides that, Yun Shan also monitored various social media platforms to watch for anyone with malicious intent.

He knew about the incident at Imperial Capital University and had even read through the skin-peeling post.

Even if Yan Anhe turned to ash, he would recognize her.

Ye Ling looked puzzled, "Miss Ying, is she your friend?"

Ying Zijin answered indifferently, "I don’t know her."

Yan Anhe pursed her lips, her expression awkward.

But then she noticed Yun Shan and saw the Heavenly Grade Token in his hand along with a sack.

His face was resolute, his features sharp.

His muscular physique was smooth and well-proportioned, towering tall with an air of death about him, as if the smell of blood wafted from him.

Such a presence was undoubtedly that of an ancient martial artist.

Furthermore, he wasn’t just any low-level martial apprentice; his cultivation had to be at least over ten years.

Yan Anhe’s eyes flickered as she suddenly smiled, "Is this your boyfriend?"

With that, she clenched the token in her hand.

She had gone to great lengths to secure a yellow level token.

Yet Ying Zijin, with the help of her boyfriend, had managed to get easy access to the Medicine Repository and held Heavenly Grade clearance.

That was the unfair part.

Rarely, this remark caused Ying Zijin’s expression to pause slightly.

She finally glanced at Yan Anhe.

With a slight lift of her lips and a gentle voice, Yan Anhe said, "Indeed, he’s much better than those ordinary folks at Imperial Capital University. No wonder I never saw you at the campus."

If she had an ancient martial artist as a boyfriend, she would definitely not let anyone see him.

Yan Anhe smiled again, "You should keep a close watch on him, don’t let someone else take him away."

Stealing someone’s boyfriend was something she indeed enjoyed.

Ying Zijin’s gaze turned frosty.

Yun Shan could feel the chilling intent to his bones standing beside her, and he involuntarily shuddered.

After a meaningful glance at Yun Shan, Yan Anhe went to the back of the line.

Even with his low EQ, Yun Shan now understood what was happening.

He was somewhat bewildered.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, "Miss Ying, I—I’m dirty."

To think he had been coveted by such a disgusting woman.

"It’s fine," Ying Zijin’s eyes narrowed, and she turned her head to take out a Candy Bean from her pocket, "Here’s something to comfort you."

At that moment, the other ancient physicians in line also caught a whiff of a strong medicinal scent. freewёbnoνel.com

But the scent vanished as quickly as it appeared, and before they could pinpoint it, it was gone, leaving the ancient physicians somewhat perplexed.

Ancient physicians required a keen sense of smell since some medicinal herbs had to be judged by their scent to determine their age.

Yun Shan was delighted and promptly forgot about Yan Anhe, eating the Candy Bean immediately.

After some thought, he took out his phone and reported to Fu Yunshen.

[Clinging to Miss Ying’s Thighs Little Shanshan]: Young Master, I’ve got something to tell you, don’t assassinate me, okay?

[Fu Yunshen]: ?

[Clinging to Miss Ying’s Thighs Little Shanshan]: Some fool with bad eyes took me for Miss Ying’s boyfriend. I swear, this was not my intention; I didn’t even say a word.

If Yan Anhe were an ancient martial artist, Yun Shan would have already issued a life-or-death challenge to hammer her on the ring.

All he wanted was to cling to Miss Ying’s powerful coattails, even if it was just to get one more chance to bag people with a sack and have some fun.

Does he dare to harbor any improper thoughts?!

Yun Shan stared at the cellphone screen, his heart filled with anxiety and unrest.

Finally, five minutes later, a new reply appeared.

[Fu Yunshen]: Do you need me to teach you how to wear women’s clothes? Or where to buy them? Hm?

Yun Shan: "..."

He quickly logged onto a Taobao store, bought several sets of women’s clothing and wigs, and then sent the screenshots to Fu Yunshen.

After buying the medicinal materials, Ying Zijin left the medicine repository and suddenly asked, "What’s your cultivation level?"

Ancient Martial Cultivation is somewhat vague to describe.

At least at the very beginning when she passed down the ancient martial arts, there wasn’t really any division by years.

It was determined whether one was an ancient martial grandmaster based solely on whether one’s Inner Strength could be manifested externally.

It was later on that the ancient martial artists devised testing tools and used the number of years as a metric.

For the past few centuries, that’s how the ancient martial artists have been using it.

Quite accurate, too.

The last time she tested herself, her current Ancient Martial Cultivation had recovered to the standard of about eighty years.

"I’m not very talented, I’m twenty-six this year and I only have about thirty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation," Yun Shan scratched his head, "My older brother is the most powerful, though he was born only a minute before me, he already has fifty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation."

Since the last time Yun Shui was careless while handling matters in Shanghai City and almost caused an incident with Ying Zijin,

Yun Shui was sent by Fu Yunshen to the Seventh Special Zone to lead the training team and has not returned yet.

"As for my third brother—" Yun Shan scoffed coldly thinking of Yun Wu, "He’s weaker than me, almost reaching thirty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation, I guess."

"Miss Ying, don’t go to him in the future, he’s dense in every aspect."

Hypocritical on the surface, shameless and immodest behind the back.

Listening to the side, Ye Ling who understood everything: "..."

At twenty-six years of age, having thirty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation is considered a talent to be heavily nurtured in the Lin, Xie, and Yue families, as a core clan member.

And this is called not being talented?!

Ye Ling felt dazed, as if she’d stumbled into a circle of formidable and influential people.

**

There are daily assessments for promotions in the Pill Alliance, but reservations need to be made in advance.

The lowest level is one, the highest is seven.

The assessment tests the level of refining medicine.

Anyone who reaches level six or above is at the standard of a Pill Alliance elder.

Ye Ling successfully passed the assessment this time and obtained the certification of a second-level disciple.

After she came out, she saw Ying Zijin staring at a distant mountain.

The mountain was lush with greenery, the woods were dense.

Amidst them, patches of crimson and pinks bloomed vibrantly.

"Miss Ying, the garden of the Tea Saint is right there," Ye Ling walked up, smiled, "Although we all call her the Tea Saint, she actually grows more than just tea; she cultivates medicinal herbs."

"Many rare medicinal herbs can only be cultivated by the Tea Saint, but she’s quite temperamental. She refuses to sell them to the Lin or Meng families, yet sometimes she gives away rare herbs for free."

Ying Zijin nodded, "Somewhat interesting."

The Tea Saint’s fame was renowned in both the Ancient Martial World and the Ancient medical field, and Yun Shan had heard of her too, but never met her; he had only heard she was an old lady not to be trifled with.

He was responsible for carrying the bag of medicinal materials Ying Zijin had purchased, walking a step behind her.

Yun Shan was about to ask something when he saw Ying Zijin’s cellphone screen and was taken aback.

On the screen were many pictures, texts, and videos.

These were all the dirty deeds Yan Anhe had done since entering Imperial Capital University, and her background was thoroughly exposed.

Including her once framing a female classmate, resulting in the girl’s depression and withdrawal from school.

Besides Yan Anhe’s affairs, there was also evidence of Yan Ruoxue maliciously retracting student records.

Yun Shan watched as Ying Zijin meticulously packed and sorted these pieces of evidence and sent them to Chen Junxian, as well as the deans of the Medicine and Biology departments.

Having been beside Ying Zijin for so long, Yun Shan knew her well.

She was usually indifferent to anything, almost nothing could affect her, nor would she bother with anyone.

It was only after being with Fu Yunshen that Ying Zijin’s emotions had become much livelier.

Yun Shan recalled Yan Anhe’s words from before and clicked his tongue.

Fu Yunshen, too, was Ying Zijin’s soft spot and bottom line.

Untouchable.

Whoever touched it would be unfortunate.

**

After purchasing the necessary medicinal materials, Yan Anhe followed the Elixir Doctor back to her residence, preparing to start refining medicine.

At this moment, her cellphone rang.

It was a call from Yan Ruoxue.

Just as Yan Anhe had arranged her medicinal materials and was about to begin, the call interrupted her, making her somewhat irritable, "Aunt, what’s the matter?"

"Yan Anhe!" Yan Ruoxue’s voice was almost a roar, "What have you done this time, Imperial Capital University has directly expelled you now? Huh? Even I’ve been implicated because of you! Get the hell back here from the Ancient medical field immediately!"