Chapter 491 Thrown Out of the Clan, the Number One Poison Master [2 Updates]
The Bevin family also invited many people to help with the patriarch's illness.
The reason why some psychopathic Third Poison Masters often reside on the beaches of the Bevin family's territory is, while they are indeed selling sunscreen, is also a cover.
He was treating the head of the Bevin family.
The Bevin family contains more than one type of poison, which miraculously maintain a balance, but conflicts occur from time to time.
These poisons were indeed beyond the cure of even the Third Poison Master.
That's why Rita went to find the First Poison Master, but he was an imposter.
To Rita's surprise, the prescription Ying Zijing gave her actually worked.
The head of the Bevin family recovered at a visible speed, but suddenly his condition deteriorated again in June of this year.
The heads of the four major conglomerates in O Continent are different from those in the ancient martial arts world; they can be replaced at will.
With the death of the Bevin family head, the entire Bevin family may disintegrate.
Just like Cesare Laurent before him, his death plunged the Laurent family into a period of great depression.
Evan Bevan is the second son of the Bevan family patriarch and also has a right to inherit the family business.
It's just average, nothing special.
"Give me my phone." Rita drew her silver gun and pointed it at Ivan's forehead without any mercy. "If you don't want to die."
“Rita, you—” Evan’s expression changed, and he had no choice but to hand over the phone.
"I'm so sorry." Rita held her phone in one hand. "I have to go now, I need to take care of some housework."
"It's nothing," Ying Zijing yawned. "I have time, we can talk later."
“Okay, thanks.” Rita hung up the phone, her cold gaze sweeping over Ivan. She sneered, “Quack doctor? I’d say that guy the Taylor family hired, that Lin with that tongue-twisting name, is a quack. I invited my friend, what’s it to you?”
Evan was speechless with anger, but he also laughed in exasperation: "Uncle Taylor went to great lengths to invite her from the ancient martial arts world in China, and this Miss Lin has a very high status there. How could she possibly be a quack doctor?"
"Don't you know that this Miss Lin was personally invited by the alchemy community?"
The world of alchemy is even more mysterious than the world of ancient martial arts.
It remains a mystery to the four major conglomerates of O Continent.
Moreover, true alchemists have not appeared for a very long time.
“Okay.” Rita raised an eyebrow. “Then we’ll see who the quack is.”
Ivan sneered and remained silent.
As the two confronted each other, the butler suddenly rushed over in a panic: "Miss Rita, Master Ivan, the master has suddenly fainted again."
Rita's expression changed, she put away her gun, and immediately followed them out.
In the medical room, the Bevin family head's condition was indeed not good.
A dozen doctors surrounded him, and it took them quite a while to barely suppress the poison in his body.
The attending physician took off his mask, wiped his sweat, and said with a solemn expression, "Miss Rita, we must find a miracle doctor as soon as possible. At most, we have a month left. We are really powerless to help."
Rita pursed her lips: "I know,"
After thinking for a moment, she posted another bounty on the NOK forum.
**
In the ancient martial arts world, there is the Ji family.
The Ji family suffered heavy losses at an auction.
When the head of the Ji family was carried back by the guards, he had already completely lost consciousness.
The ancestors and elders of the Ji family did not dare to say anything.
Offending Yue Fuyi is one option, but replacing the head of the family is the other.
Even worse off than the head of the Ji family was Ji Tianhao, whose vocal cords were shattered by Ying Zijin, and whose limbs were completely severed.
"This Yue Fuyi is really ruthless." The Ji family elder frowned. "I really hope she runs into a brick wall one day and doesn't dare to be so arrogant anymore."
Ji Tianhao doesn't kill people; he just enjoys beautiful women, which makes him far superior to many ancient martial arts practitioners.
The elders of the Ji family didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
The Ji family elder waved his hand and said calmly, "Take him away. There's no need to call the ancient doctor."
Since Ji Tianhao is in this state, he can only be rendered useless.
Consulting ancient doctors is a waste of resources and unnecessary.
Ji Tianhao's only intact organ was his ear. Upon hearing this, he immediately stared wide-eyed, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.
He wanted to say that it wasn't Yue Fuyi who did it. He couldn't speak or write, and was just carried away without even being able to struggle, and was thrown into the desolate mountains.
The Ji family is cruel; once a genius falls, the consequences will be even worse.
Yunshan quickly reported to Fu Yunshen that Ji Tianhao had been thrown out of the Ji family.
Fu Yunshen slightly raised his chin and said calmly, "Set the bones and drag them to the torture chamber in the court of justice."
Upon hearing this, Yunshan quickly pulled out a burlap sack and happily walked away.
Even those outside the ancient martial arts world who need to keep their distance are itching to get involved.
Now he's finally found someone who doesn't know any better, so he can have some fun again.
After Yunshan left, Fu Yunshen got up and went to the courtyard outside: "Yaoyao, dinner's ready."
Ying Zijing opened her eyes, glanced at the sky, and found that the sun had already set.
She stood up: "Let's go."
This was a family dinner, and the atmosphere was warm and joyful.
After dinner, Fu Yunshen was invited by Ling Chonglou to the training ground to teach Jiang Ran a few moves.
Ying Zijin watched from the side.
Jiang Huaping came to her side, remained silent for a while, and then said, "There are some things he won't tell you. I've thought about it, and I think it's better to tell him."
"The worst time he was injured was when his heart and lungs were pierced. He collapsed at the entrance of the Ling family's house, covered in blood, but he still managed to leave on his own."
Ying Zijing's expression changed slightly: "Aunt Jiang?"
“This is what he requested.” Jiang Huaping sighed softly. “Although the Ling family is not large, they can protect him. But he said that only by experiencing the feeling of being on the verge of death time and time again can he continuously improve his cultivation.”
"At that time, he was no different from a walking corpse; he was only alive for revenge."
Jiang Huaping turned around and took the girl's hand: "Thank you for giving him hope again."
“No.” Ying Zijing’s eyelashes drooped slightly. “I should be the one thanking him.”
"You must invite me to your wedding in the future." Jiang Huaping smiled. "Liu Ying can't see anymore, so I'll watch for her."
Ying Zijing looked at the tall, slender figure on the training ground and followed him with her gaze.
**
After returning to her room that evening, she glanced at the time and contacted Wen Tinglan, who was at Norton University.
"Sister." The boy's image quickly appeared on the screen. "The vice principal mentioned you to me again today."
Ying Zijing narrowed her eyes slightly: "What did he say about me?"
He said you would make money.
"..."
"Your sister needs to talk to you about something." Ying Zijing rubbed her head. "How's school life going?"
“I’m already quite used to it.” Wen Tinglan thought for a moment and took out a new type of weapon from her cabinet. “Sister, this is something that my senior brothers and sisters and I developed. However, it’s still a semi-finished product. It’s a laser weapon. I don’t know if it will be able to be successfully made by the time I graduate.”
Ying Zijing raised an eyebrow: "Laser weapon?"
"Something like the one in Star Wars, sis, have you seen it?"
"I don't watch those, I only watch melodramatic soap operas."
"..."
Wen Tinglan put the new weapon back, paused for two seconds, and then said, "The school teachers are great, the food in the cafeteria is delicious, and I've already gotten my A-level certificate in combat class."
Ying Zijing knew that the combat course at Norton University was taught with the help of professors from the alchemy department.
To gain admission to Norton University's Operations Department, you must have an S-level certificate.
Wen Tinglan's ability to obtain an A-level certificate proves that his current strength is definitely no less than that of an ancient martial artist with ten years of cultivation.
And this ancient martial arts practitioner with such cultivation level is probably already thirty years old.
“Xiao Lan.” Ying Zijing paused. “I saw the woman who abandoned my father before.”
Wen Tinglan's composed expression changed: "Sister?"
"She married the head of a family in the ancient martial arts world," Ying Zijing said calmly. "She hurt you back then on purpose."
Wen Tinglan pursed her lips, her fingers trembling: "On purpose?"
He initially disliked An Roujin because An Roujin abandoned Wen Fengmian.
But he did long for maternal love.
Unexpectedly, An Roujin deliberately locked him in a secret room.
He can still recall the suffocating feeling in the darkness.
“I’m still in the ancient martial arts world, so I’m asking you—” Ying Zijing raised her hand and tapped the table, her eyes calm, “What do you think you should do?”
The tone was flat and even, with a hint of nonchalance, but to Wen Tinglan it sounded like—
Your sister did it for you, as easily as drinking tea.
Choose one of our options; we guarantee excellent service.
After a long silence, the boy spoke in a hoarse voice: "Sis, I need to...think about it some more."
"You want to?" Ying Zijing glanced at her phone. "I'll take this call."
The call was from Rita.
"I'm sorry, I'm too busy with family matters." Rita's voice was weary. "When are you coming? I'll send someone to pick you up, but our family is in a very dangerous situation right now, and I may not be able to guarantee your safety."
"I'll go myself." Ying Zijing leaned back in her chair. "I heard you need a poison master?"
“Yes,” Rita sighed. “My father was poisoned after all, but I believe in you. You’re very skilled, much more skilled than that lunatic Third Poison Master. You’re a poison master too, aren’t you?”
"Evan is such an idiot. I even hired a poison master. When you arrive, you'll scare them to death."
Indeed, some powerful poison masters are not on the list.
Rita guessed that Ying Zijin might have been living in seclusion all along.
“I see.” Ying Zijing paused thoughtfully, then said, “Tell them that you have invited the number one poison master.”
I'm having writer's block, it's so painful...
Let me organize the outline _(:」∠)_
See you tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)
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