Immortal God of War-Chapter 66 The Granddaughter Takes a Bullet_1

「Meanwhile.」

Ling Yan entered Cheng Yi’s alchemy room. Cheng Yi put down his work and asked, "What did you find out?"

Ling Yan shook his head. "This Jian Haotian is too wary. No matter what method I use, I can’t get any information out of him."

Cheng Yi’s expression darkened. After thinking for a moment, Ling Yan coaxed, "Senior Brother Cheng Yi, your status in the Elixir Palace is higher than mine. Why don’t you personally invite him? I believe he definitely won’t refuse you."

"Invite him personally?" Cheng Yi frowned, finding it difficult to swallow his pride.

"Senior Brother, for the sake of our future prospects, occasionally lowering our heads once isn’t a big deal," Ling Yan said with a fawning smile.

"Take me to him!"

After a moment of reflection, Cheng Yi finally decided to meet this person himself.

「Inside the room.」

EXHALE. Feng Cheng put down his pen, let out a long sigh, and said with a smile, "Jian Haotian, come over."

Qin Feiyang got up and walked quickly to the desk. Four bamboo slips lay on it.

Feng Hua pushed all four bamboo slips in front of Qin Feiyang and explained, "These four Elixir Formulas are for the Healing Pill, Bone-renewing Pill, Body-refining Elixir, and Qi Gathering Pill, respectively."

Qin Feiyang took them one by one and examined them carefully. Each type of medicinal pill required several kinds of medicinal herbs to be refined.

"I have already noted down the refining methods, so I won’t elaborate further. I will only mention one point," Feng Cheng said. "Throughout the entire process of refining medicinal pills, remember that you must not be distracted, nor can you be impatient or restless. Even more so, you must not alter the refining steps without authorization. Otherwise, all the medicinal herbs will be ruined."

"There is another point, which is also the most important one," Feng Cheng continued. "Everyone’s spiritual power is limited, and it’s the same even though you possess Ninth Level spiritual power. In the future, when you perform alchemy, if your spiritual power is about to be exhausted, it is better to give up than to forcibly continue refining. Because the consequences are very severe; it can injure your Soul!" Feng Cheng warned.

Injure my Soul! Qin Feiyang was inwardly startled. He nodded and said, "This disciple will keep your words in mind."

Feng Cheng asked, "Is there anything else you don’t understand?"

"Yes. What about the medicinal herbs?" Qin Feiyang asked.

Feng Cheng chuckled. "You’ll have to figure out how to get the medicinal herbs yourself."

"What?" Qin Feiyang was stunned. He frowned and said, "Doesn’t the Elixir Palace provide medicinal herbs?"

Feng Cheng teased, "In the future, when you look for a wife, should the Elixir Palace provide one for you too? When you enter the bridal chamber, should the Elixir Palace help you as well?"

Dark lines appeared on Qin Feiyang’s forehead. His eyes darted around, and he chuckled, "Elder, do you have a granddaughter?"

Feng Cheng nodded. "Yes, I do. What about it?"

Qin Feiyang pretended to ponder deeply for a moment, then said, "Why not marry your granddaughter to me? After all, my talent isn’t low, and my looks aren’t bad. Your granddaughter wouldn’t lose out by marrying me."

"Ugh!" Feng Cheng was stunned.

"You brat! I think you’re looking for a beating!" he then roared in anger, grabbing the inkstone from the desk and hurling it at Qin Feiyang.

"Elder, please consider it carefully. Your granddaughter truly wouldn’t lose out by marrying me," Qin Feiyang said, tilting his head to dodge the flying inkstone. He then grabbed the four bamboo slips, left those words behind, and hastily fled.

"You little scoundrel! Run if you have the guts!" Feng Cheng stood up and shouted angrily, his beard trembling and eyes wide.

Only a fool wouldn’t run, Qin Feiyang thought, dashing out of the room without looking back. He pulled the door shut behind him with a BANG.

"That brat! If I get the chance, I’ll definitely teach him a good lesson..." Feng Cheng muttered, returning to his chair and sinking into deep thought. "However... it really might be worth considering... matchmaking them..."

If Qin Feiyang were to hear this, he would undoubtedly want to bang his head against a wall.

「Leaving the grand hall.」

Qin Feiyang immediately saw Ling Yan and Cheng Yi.

"Jian Haotian, come, come! Let me introduce you. This is Senior Brother Cheng Yi. He is the only Alchemist in our Black Bear City Elixir Palace with Level Six spiritual power," Ling Yan said, stepping forward eagerly as if meeting an old friend. He cordially pulled Jian Haotian over to Cheng Yi.

Level Six spiritual power! Qin Feiyang’s heart skipped a beat. He glanced at the two of them, and understanding dawned on him. He cupped his hands and smiled, "I’ve long admired Senior Brother’s great name. I hope Senior Brother will look after me in the future."

Cheng Yi laughed. "We are all disciples of the Elixir Palace; there’s no need for such courtesy."

Another one who hides a knife behind his smile, Qin Feiyang inwardly scoffed. He had judged the man’s character with a single glance. He asked, "Is Senior Brother here to see me or Elder Feng?" fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Ling Yan smiled. "Jian Haotian, Senior Brother Cheng Yi is here to see you. When he heard you had come to the Elixir Palace, he immediately rushed over, wanting to invite you for a few drinks."

I’m afraid it’s not as simple as just having a few drinks! Qin Feiyang sneered inwardly. He nodded and said, "Since Senior Brother extends such a warm invitation, how could this junior brother dare to refuse? Please, lead the way!"

Cheng Yi’s smile grew wider. Ling Yan had invited this person before, and he hadn’t agreed. But when Cheng Yi invited him, he agreed without a second word. This showed that his status in the Elixir Palace was indeed extraordinary. Driven by vanity, he felt a great sense of self-importance.

After leaving the Elixir Palace, the three of them talked and laughed along the way, and soon entered a restaurant. Cheng Yi not only held a high position in the Elixir Palace but also possessed considerable prestige throughout Black Bear City. Upon their entering the restaurant, the waiters warmly attended to them.

Qin Feiyang, however, was rather unwelcome. Along the way, he was also subjected to much criticism, but he consistently turned a deaf ear to it. The matter of him knowing the truth but not reporting it, intentionally spread by the three great families, had long since circulated throughout Black Bear City. So much so that everyone attributed the deaths of those people to him. If it weren’t for the fact that he was now a disciple of the Elixir Palace, and if it weren’t for the three leading figures of the Elixir Palace backing him, likely everyone in the city would not have let him off.

An attendant led the three of them towards a private room on the second floor. But just as they reached the foot of the stairs, a harsh shout echoed from the main hall, extremely grating to the ear.

"Waiter, bring me another pot of wine!"

The voice was very familiar. It was Ling Yunfei!

Qin Feiyang stopped, turned his head, and looked towards the sound. He saw Ling Yunfei sitting in a corner of the main hall, looking dejected and thoroughly drunk.

"Huh? Why is he here?" Ling Yan asked in surprise.

"Didn’t he enter the Martial Palace under the City Lord’s recommendation? Why is he here drinking himself into a stupor alone? Ling Yan, you are a disciple of the Ling Family. Do you know what’s going on?" Cheng Yi asked, puzzled.

A disciple of the Ling Family, a gleam of understanding flashed deep in Qin Feiyang’s eyes.

"I haven’t returned to the family today, so I don’t know what happened," Ling Yan shook his head.

"Why isn’t the wine here yet? Afraid I can’t pay? Let me tell you, I, your young master, have plenty of money!" Ling Yunfei shouted.

"What’s the rush? It’ll be there right away!" a waiter behind the counter barked impatiently. He picked up a wine pot, glanced at Qin Feiyang standing by the staircase with a hint of disgust in his eyes, and then unhurriedly walked towards Ling Yunfei.

Cheng Yi chuckled. "Junior Brother Jian, there’s no need to sympathize with such people. Let’s go up!"

Qin Feiyang nodded.

"Someone who knows the truth but doesn’t report it is despicable, but someone who betrays a friend is even more hateful. Such scum indeed doesn’t deserve sympathy," the attendant leading them muttered sarcastically as he walked ahead, his eyes full of contempt.

"How dare you speak like that! Do you think we don’t exist? If you keep spouting nonsense, be careful or I’ll cripple you!" Ling Yan said in a low, stern voice.

"Sorry, sorry, it was a slip of the tongue. Please forgive me, Young Master," the attendant stiffened and quickly turned to apologize.

"Lead the way!" Ling Yan waved his hand impatiently.

The attendant dared not say another word. He led the three of them into a private room and asked, "Gentlemen, what would you like?"

Cheng Yi smiled. "The best wine and food, bring it all."

"Alright, I’ll arrange it right away. Please wait a moment," the attendant said with a fawning smile, then turned and exited the room.

"Brother Sheng, come, congratulations on entering the Martial Palace!"

"Brother Sheng, tonight we drink until we drop!"

"Alright, cheers!"

"HAHAHA..."

A burst of loud laughter came from the next room. The walls provided some soundproofing, making it somewhat indistinct, but Qin Feiyang and the other two could hear it clearly.

"It’s Ling Sheng. When did he enter the Martial Palace?" Ling Yan frowned, then stood up. "Senior Brother Cheng Yi, I’m going next door to take a look. You two chat first."

Cheng Yi nodded. Once Ling Yan had left, Cheng Yi smiled and said, "Junior Brother Jian, I’ve also heard about your matters. Regarding Ling Yan, it’s best for you to be on guard."

"What do you mean?" Qin Feiyang was somewhat taken aback. Is this Cheng Yi trying to play the sympathy card with me? Since he wants to play games, then I’ll play along properly!

He feigned ignorance and asked, "How so?"

Cheng Yi lowered his voice. "You’ve offended the Ling Family. They definitely won’t let this go easily. Ling Yan is now trying every trick to get close to you; he absolutely doesn’t harbor good intentions."

Qin Feiyang almost laughed. This man is quite an actor. If it were someone witless, they would definitely believe Cheng Yi’s words and then confide in him completely.

However, Qin Feiyang was not that foolish. He nodded and smiled, "Senior Brother speaks reasonably. I will be careful in the future."

"Mm," Cheng Yi nodded and smiled. "If you encounter any difficulties in the future, feel free to come to me. If I can help, I won’t refuse."

Qin Feiyang said gratefully, "Many thanks, Senior Brother."

Cheng Yi then said, "Junior Brother Jian, there’s something I don’t quite understand. Could I ask you to tell me truthfully?"

So it has finally begun? Qin Feiyang sneered inwardly. He said, "Senior Brother, please speak freely."

Cheng Yi asked with a puzzled expression, "Two Elders are simultaneously acting as your guardians. This has never happened before in the Elixir Palace. Your spiritual power must surely be quite high, right? Of course, if Junior Brother doesn’t want to say, I won’t force you."

Qin Feiyang laughed openly. "What’s there not to say? To tell you the truth, my spiritual power is only Level Five."

"Level Five?" Cheng Yi was startled. Are you kidding me? Level Five spiritual power, would that warrant the Hall Master offering a reward of one hundred thousand Gold Coins? Level Five spiritual power, would that require two Elders to personally act as guardians? Go lie to a ghost!

"Senior Brother, I’m not lying to you. I really only have Level Five spiritual power. As for the Hall Master and the others treating me well, it’s purely because Elder Feng’s granddaughter and I have a marriage engagement," Qin Feiyang said, his face straight and his heart not skipping a beat.

Cheng Yi was skeptical. "Is that so?"

Qin Feiyang nodded and said with a wry smile, "Senior Brother, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Actually, I don’t like his granddaughter at all. But his granddaughter insists on pestering me. I’m quite helpless too!"

Cheng Yi grumbled disdainfully, "So he’s just someone who got in through connections. To think I was so calculating. What a waste of time." At the same time, however, he felt a pang of envy. Elder Feng indeed has a granddaughter who is not only beautiful but also possesses extraordinary talent in the path of martial arts. Two years ago, an Elder from the Martial King Palace personally came to Black Bear City and took her to Yan City. To be fancied by such a heaven-gifted maiden is any man’s fortune. Yet this bastard is actually unwilling? Truly doesn’t know to appreciate his good fortune while in it! I don’t know what Elder Feng was thinking, to actually take a liking to this useless waste?

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