Chapter 537 Ying Zijing's Ancient Martial Arts Cultivation Leads to the Expulsion of Yan Ruoxue and Her Nephew [2 Updates]
The girl wasn't looking at her; it was just her profile.
Her fine eyelashes drooped, her expression was blank, yet she was still breathtakingly beautiful.
In the ancient medical and martial arts communities, the pursuit of good looks is far less important than individual skill.
After all, ancient doctors could use elixirs and some acupuncture techniques to change one's appearance.
When ancient martial arts practitioners reach the Grandmaster level, which is equivalent to a hundred years of cultivation, they can already disguise themselves.
Becoming beautiful is easy.
Therefore, Ying Zijin's appearance did not cause any sensation, but it did attract the attention of many people.
Her stunning beauty is no exaggeration.
In comparison, Yan Anhe, the campus belle of Imperial University, paled in comparison, and no one in the queue even glanced at her.
Yan Anhe could hardly believe her eyes and exclaimed, "What are you doing here?!"
This is the Pill Alliance!
It's not like other places in the ancient medical field where you can just walk around freely once you're in.
How could you possibly get in without a token?
The Ji family's successor is still in the competition, and Ying Zijing is not the successor. She doesn't get the attention of the main family, so how could she get the token?
Ying Zijin didn't react.
Yunshan became alert and stepped to the side to block the girl.
The only task Fu Yunshen gave him was to ensure Ying Zijing's safety.
Someone from the Ji family had posted a bounty on the NOK forum, which attracted some hunters, but he managed to take them all down.
In addition to these, Yunshan also keeps an eye on major social media platforms to see if there are any people with ulterior motives.
He knew what had happened at the Imperial University and had even read the exposé post.
Even if Yan Anhe turned to ashes, he would still recognize her.
Ye Ling asked in confusion, "Miss Ying, is that your friend?"
Ying Zijin replied calmly, "I don't know him."
Yan Anhe pursed her lips, looking quite embarrassed.
But then she noticed Yunshan and saw the Heavenly-level token and a sack in his hand.
His face was resolute, and his features were handsome.
His muscles were well-defined, he was tall and imposing, and he exuded a chilling aura, seemingly emanating a bloodthirsty scent.
Such an aura is definitely that of an ancient martial artist.
Moreover, he wasn't a low-level martial arts apprentice; his cultivation level was at least ten years.
Yan Anhe's eyes flickered slightly, and she suddenly smiled: "Is this your boyfriend?"
As he spoke, he clenched the token in his hand.
She went to great lengths to obtain the Yellow-level token.
However, Ying Zijing was able to easily enter the medicinal herb warehouse thanks to her boyfriend, and she even had Heavenly-level access.
That's where the unfairness lies.
Surprisingly, this sentence made Ying Zijing pause slightly.
She finally glanced at Yan Anhe.
Yan Anhe smiled slightly and said softly, "They are indeed much better than the ordinary people at Imperial University. No wonder I've never seen them at the school."
If she had a boyfriend who was a martial arts practitioner, she definitely wouldn't show it to anyone.
Yan Anhe laughed again: "You'd better keep a close eye on it, or someone else will snatch it away."
She really enjoys stealing boyfriends.
Ying Zijin's eyes were slightly cold.
Even Yunshan, standing nearby, could feel the chilling aura that seemed to seep into his bones, and he couldn't help but shiver.
Yan Anhe glanced meaningfully at Yunshan before joining the back of the line.
Even with his low emotional intelligence, Yunshan finally understood.
He was a little confused.
After a long pause, he finally spoke: "Miss Ying, I... I'm dirty."
He actually got his eye on such a disgusting woman.
"It's alright." Ying Zijing's eyes narrowed, and she turned her head, taking out a candy from her pocket. "Just to comfort you."
It was at this moment that the other traditional Chinese medicine practitioners who were also queuing up smelled a rich aroma of medicine.
But the medicinal fragrance vanished in an instant, disappearing before it could be captured, leaving the ancient physicians somewhat puzzled.
Ancient medicine required a strong sense of smell because the age of some medicinal materials could be determined by their aroma.
Yunshan was overjoyed and immediately forgot about Yan Anhe, taking the candy and eating it.
After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone and reported to Fu Yunshen.
[Little Mountain clinging to Miss Ying's thigh]: Young Master, I have something to tell you, please don't assassinate me, okay?
Fu Yunshen: ?
[Little Mountain Clinging to Miss Ying's Thigh]: Some idiot with no sense of direction mistook me for Miss Ying's boyfriend. I swear, this was absolutely not my intention. I didn't say a single word.
If Yan Anhe were a martial arts practitioner, Yunshan would immediately challenge her to a life-or-death duel and beat her to death on the arena.
He just wanted to cling to Miss Ying's coattails, even if it was just one more chance to play with people by putting them in sacks.
Would he dare to harbor even the slightest improper thoughts?!
Yunshan stared at his phone screen, feeling uneasy.
Finally, five minutes later, a new reply appeared.
[Fu Yunshen]: Do you need me to teach you how to wear women's clothing? Or where can I buy women's clothing? Hmm?
Yunshan: "..."
He quickly went to a Taobao store, bought several sets of women's clothing and wigs, and then sent screenshots to Fu Yunshen.
After buying the medicinal herbs, Ying Zijing left the herb storeroom and suddenly asked, "What is your cultivation level?"
The cultivation of ancient martial arts is a vague concept.
At least in the very beginning when she passed on the ancient martial arts, there was no concept of dividing it into many years.
Judging whether someone is a master of ancient martial arts solely based on whether their internal strength can be manifested externally.
It was later martial arts practitioners who designed the testing tools and then divided the tests by years.
This is how ancient martial artists have used it for hundreds of years.
It's pretty accurate.
She took a test last time and found that her current level of ancient martial arts cultivation had recovered to about eighty years' worth.
“I’m not very talented. I’m only twenty-six this year, so I have thirty years of ancient martial arts cultivation.” Yunshan scratched his head. “My older brother is the most powerful. Although he only climbed out a minute earlier than me, he already has fifty years of ancient martial arts cultivation.”
Since Yunshui's negligence in handling affairs in Shanghai last time almost caused trouble for Ying Zijin.
Therefore, Yunshui was sent by Fu Yunshen to the Seventh Special Zone to lead training, and has not yet returned.
"As for my third brother—" Yunshan felt angry just thinking about Yunwu and sneered, "He is weaker than me, and he has nearly thirty years of ancient martial arts cultivation."
“Miss Ying, don’t look for him anymore. He’s useless.”
They say one thing to your face and another behind your back; they are shameless and despicable.
Ye Ling, who overheard the conversation perfectly, was speechless.
At twenty-six years old, with thirty years of ancient martial arts cultivation, he would be considered a genius whom the Lin, Xie, and Yue families would focus on nurturing, and he would be a core disciple.
This is called a lack of talent?!
Ye Ling felt dazed, as if she had accidentally stumbled into some powerful circle of influential people.
**
Danmeng's upgrade assessment is held every day, but you need to make an appointment in advance.
The lowest level is level one, and the highest level is level seven.
The test assesses the candidate's skill in alchemy.
Those who can reach level six or above are all at the level of Danmeng elders.
Ye Ling successfully passed the assessment and obtained the certificate of a second-level disciple.
After she came out, she saw Ying Zijin gazing at a mountain in the distance.
The mountains are lush and green, and the forests are abundant.
It is adorned with touches of vermilion, creating a vibrant and colorful scene.
“Miss Ying, the Tea Saint’s garden is over there.” Ye Ling stepped forward and smiled. “Although we all call her the Tea Saint, she actually grows more than just tea; she also grows medicinal herbs.”
"There are many rare medicinal herbs that only the Tea Saint can grow. However, she has a strange temper and will not sell to the Lin family or Meng family even if they try to buy them. But sometimes, she will give away rare medicinal herbs to others for free."
Ying Zijin nodded: "That's interesting."
The title of Tea Saint is renowned in the ancient martial arts and ancient medicine circles. Yunshan has heard of it, but has never met her. He has only heard that she is a very formidable old lady.
He carried the bag of medicinal herbs that Ying Zijing had bought, walking a step behind her.
Just as Yunshan was about to ask something, he saw Ying Zijing's phone screen and was stunned.
The screen displays a lot of images, texts, and audio-visual materials.
That was all the despicable things Yan Anhe did after entering Imperial University; they were all exposed.
This includes the fact that she once framed a female classmate, causing the girl to become depressed and drop out of school.
In addition to Yan Anhe's case, there is also evidence that Yan Ruoxue maliciously withdrew her student file.
Yunshan watched as Ying Zijin packed and organized the evidence, and then sent it to Chen Junxian, the deans of the medical department and the biology department.
Yunshan has been by Ying Zijin's side for so long that he knows her very well.
She was always indifferent to everything, almost nothing could move her, and she wouldn't pay attention to anyone.
It was only after she got together with Fu Yunshen that Ying Zijin's emotions became much more vibrant.
Yunshan remembered the two sentences Yan Anhe had said earlier and clicked his tongue.
Fu Yunshen is also Ying Zijin's Achilles' heel and bottom line.
Do not move.
Whoever touches it will be in trouble.
**
After buying the medicinal herbs she needed, Yan Anhe followed the alchemist back to her residence to begin refining the medicine.
Just then, the phone rang.
It was Yan Ruoxue calling.
Yan Anhe had just finished arranging the medicinal herbs when she was suddenly interrupted. She asked impatiently, "Auntie, what's wrong?"
"Yan Anhe!" Yan Ruoxue's voice was almost a roar, "What have you done now? Imperial University has expelled you? Huh? I'm implicated too! You get back here from the ancient medical field right now!"
(End of this chapter)
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