The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 640 - 544 Miss Ying is a true genius in both Ancient Medicine and Ancient Martial Arts Dual Cultivation【Extra】

Chapter 640: 544 Miss Ying is a true genius in both Ancient Medicine and Ancient Martial Arts Dual Cultivation【Extra】

"Yaoyao."

Hearing him call her, Ying Zijin turned her head around again, "What’s up?"

Fu Yunshen didn’t speak, just took out his phone and tapped it casually.

A moment later, there was another notification.

The bank account once again displayed a deposit of 1,000,000,000 yuan.

Fu Yunshen curled his lips, "Pocket money, don’t bother saving it for me."

"I have another question, are you really going to wait until you graduate from university?" He paused, then his voice slowed, "How about next year? Do you have the heart to watch your brother remain single for nearly thirty years?"

He planned to whisk her away as soon as she reached the legal age for marriage.

Waiting until after university graduation was a bit late.

What if someone else deceived her?

"That—" Ying Zijin was not moved by the long string of digits, and was quite ruthless, "I really am quite heartless."

"..."

**

Ancient medical field.

Pill Alliance.

There are daily assessments for levels one to three, but from level four upwards, they take place at set times.

The level four assessment includes many contents and occurs once a month.

Level five and six are every six months, and level seven is once a year.

The level two assessment on pharmacology, akin to liberal arts, was easily passed.

Today, Ying Zijin was taking the level three assessment, which was also on refining medicine.

The elixir required for a level three assessment is the Lifeblood Pill.

As its name suggests, it’s used for healing injuries.

Ye Ling and Yun Shan accompanied her for the first time, waiting outside.

She looked ahead and said, "Mr. Yun, do you think Miss Ying can pass the level three assessment?"

Yun Shan had complete faith in Ying Zijin, "Of course, she can. If not for the rules, Miss Ying should be directly attending the level seven assessment."

Alchemy must be practiced on-site under the supervision of the Pill Alliance’s teachers to prevent any cheating and especially to eliminate the possibility of someone taking the test for another.

Their voices weren’t concealed, so the others waiting around heard them.

"Level seven? Do you know how many members of the entire Pill Alliance are at level seven?"

"Even Young Master Foo Chen and Miss Qingxue haven’t reached level seven yet. Someone just taking the level three thinks they can reach level seven—it’s really something to laugh at."

"Don’t pay attention, they’re from a small family, they don’t know anything."

Indeed, the Ye Family couldn’t make the cut in the Ancient Martial World and was quite poor.

Ye Ling had long grown used to these comments.

Yun Shan snorted coldly but did not respond.

The level three assessment lasted six hours, and Ying Zijin did not come out early; she emerged only when the time was up.

"Miss Ying, how did it go?" Yun Shan immediately greeted her, taking out the chocolate that Fu Yunshen had prepared, "For you."

"Well, it’s okay, the quality of the herbs was good," Ying Zijin took them, pondering, "If refined properly, the Lifeblood Pill’s efficiency rate could reach 100%."

Ye Ling had grown accustomed over this period of time.

Or rather, she had become numb.

She didn’t understand the world of the powerful.

Yun Shan understood, "Miss Ying, you produced another Lifeblood Pill with 100% efficiency?"

Ying Zijin shook her head slightly, "No, 60%."

Ye Ling was taken aback, "Miss Ying, have you tested it?"

Even the Pill Alliance’s level seven members, those of elder status, could not be certain about the efficiency rate of the elixirs they produced.

After all, during the alchemy process, many factors, like the precise heat control or wind strength, could not be determined with certainty, and no one could fully control them.

"I didn’t test it," Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow, "but indeed it is 60%, no higher, no lower."

This efficiency rate wouldn’t attract too much attention, yet it would allow for a smooth passage of the assessment.

So, she controlled it to that number.

She truly couldn’t produce an elixir with an efficiency rate any lower.

If the efficiency rate was too high, the Pill Alliance would release the information, and too many people would seek her out for alchemy.

She just wanted the raw materials and had no interest in becoming a human alchemy machine.

Anyway, she had already secured the Heavenly Grade Token last time, so there was no need to worry.

Listenging, Yun Shan wiped another bead of sweat from his brow.

Others just control their scores for exams, but their Miss Ying had reached the level of controlling the efficiency rate of elixirs.

SHE was the true talent in both the Ancient Medicine and Ancient Martial dual cultivation.

Yun Shan used to think that he really was someone.

Now, he felt as though he was an iron block that couldn’t even attract a magnet.

**

In the garden not far from the Pill Alliance.

The old lady still sat at the entrance of the courtyard, with her eyes closed to preserve her energy, but she peeked outside from time to time.

Inside the house, a nine-year-old Little Medicine Boy poked his little head through: "Tea Granny, are you waiting for the pretty big sister who came a few days ago? It seems like she won’t be coming to help you pull weeds today."

Ninety percent of the Ancient Medical World didn’t know that this was actually where the Tea Saint lived.

The mountain opposite the headquarters of the Pill Alliance had almost become a tourist attraction, although, of course, there weren’t many who really dared to go up.

This place wasn’t remote; there was a lot of coming and going from the Pill Alliance, but few paid any attention to the gardens here.

The old lady glanced at him and scattered some seeds in the field: "Little Brat, if you don’t talk, no one will think you’re mute."

The Little Medicine Boy closed his mouth and could only blink and watch.

The old lady was weeding the field.

She was very agile, and her eyesight was sharp, showing no signs of dim vision.

Unable to resist, the Little Medicine Boy asked again: "Tea Granny, do you want to match her up with someone?"

The old lady was caught off guard and carried her hoe: "What do you know about matchmaking at such a young age?"

"Of course I know! Look, Tea Granny, this is the new phone big brother just exchanged for me." The Little Medicine Boy happily drew an Apple phone from the big pocket in front of his stomach, "It even has an unlimited data plan—I learn things online."

The old lady glanced at it with some envy, muttering: "Why doesn’t this kid get one for me too."

"I know, I know." The Little Medicine Boy raised his hand and said, "Because you’re too dumb to use a smartphone, Tea Granny, big brother could only buy you a phone for the elderly, but those phones aren’t much fun."

The old lady: "..."

She didn’t want to bother with the Little Medicine Boy and continued with her hoeing.

"Right, right." The Little Medicine Boy suddenly had a realization, "Tea Granny, you must be trying to set up big brother and big sister, so when they get married, I can be a flower boy, right?"

Hearing this, the old lady scoffed: "You’re dreaming, or is he dreaming? Well, it’s daytime after all."

She had been waiting so long for someone who completely understood medicinal herbs.

The geniuses sent over from the Meng Family and the Foo Family didn’t satisfy her one bit.

The Little Medicine Boy stopped talking altogether and heaved a very adult sigh.

Sigh.

Big brother was good-looking, had a nice personality, a great body—in every aspect he was good.

It was just that a few years ago when he was in the Ancient Medical World, he liked it when they tapped his bald head.

They told him that at such a young age, already balding, he would be balder when he grew up and would never find a wife, destined to be a bachelor forever.

It was like teasing a dog.

Although he was only five then, he remembered these words very clearly and had been so sad that he cried for a long time.

The Little Medicine Boy felt his own shaven head, slightly unhappy, and squatted in the herbal field, starting to play with his phone.

After a while, his ears moved: "Hey, Granny, someone is coming again, take a look, is it big sister?"

The old lady’s hands paused, and she looked back outside.

She immediately threw her tools aside and sat back down in her chair, once again adopting the guise of dim-sightedness.

Ying Zijin really did pass by on her way and seeing an extra kid, didn’t ask any questions.

Yun Shan still couldn’t differentiate between weeds and medicinal herbs. He scratched his head: "Old lady, give me some work to do, I’m pretty bored."

If Fu Yunshen found out that he was watching Ying Zijin work, he would be assassinated.

The old lady didn’t even lift her head: "Don’t block my sunlight."

Yun Shan humbly moved aside: "...Oh."

**

The Pill Alliance’s assessments, reaching Level Four represents a watershed.

So members who pass the Third Level assessment already deserve the Pill Alliance’s preliminary attention.

The Pill Alliance would assign a head to instruct and cultivate the Third Level members.

There hadn’t been many participants in the Third Level assessment in recent months, only a total of 123 people.

But in the end, only 18 passed the assessment.

The results of these 18 had already been submitted to the person responsible for the Third Level assessment.

Head of the Hall Fang looked through them one by one, pulling out two results reports.

His eyes brightened as he saw:

Ying Zijin, utilization rate, 60.00%

Lu Xu, utilization rate, 59.96%

Just a 0.04% difference, such a small figure could be ignored.

The Third Level assessment requires a Lifeblood Pill utilization rate of over 50% to pass.

Those who passed were also basically around the 52% utilization rate.

Both individuals at around 60% were indeed quite impressive.

Head of the Hall Fang was very satisfied.

He had a position for a disciple of the Heavenly Medical Sect; if he could successfully recommend someone to enter the Heavenly Medical Sect, his status could also be promoted.

Head of the Hall Fang pondered and still picked up Ying Zijin’s results report.

Even a 0.04% increase was still an increase.

Just then, a steward hurried in and after completing the formalities, he said: "Sir, this Lu Xu, he knows Miss Qingjia, and they get along quite well. He asked me to tell you, hoping you would make the right decision."

Hearing this, Head of the Hall Fang’s hand resting on Ying Zijin’s alchemy results report paused.