The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 647 - 548 is stronger than Lin Qingjia, Norton University, brother-in-law [2 updates]

Chapter 647: 548 is stronger than Lin Qingjia, Norton University, brother-in-law [2 updates]

Clearly written above, among the Level Four examination rankings since the Pill Alliance was established a hundred years ago, Ying Zijin was the first.

Before Hall Master Li gave Ying Zijin the token, he had already visited the Vice Alliance Leader.

So this transcript also bore the official seal of the Pill Alliance.

The red seal was very distinct; even if Head of the Hall Fang wanted to claim it was fake, he couldn’t.

Clutching the transcript, his face turned beet red, and his expression was extremely ugly, "She took the Level Four exam, why didn’t she tell me?!"

Head of the Hall Fang had planned to recruit Ying Zijin to the Fang Family.

After all, Ying Zijin was still very young. To win over an alchemist with boundless potential ahead of time would be at a low cost.

But what Head of the Hall Fang really didn’t expect was that after just two days, Ying Zijin had advanced to Level Four without a word.

She was no longer under his jurisdiction.

"Head of the Hall Fang, that’s quite a ridiculous thing to say," Hall Master Li was amused by Fang’s thick-skinnedness, "Who are you to her? Why should she report to you?"

Head of the Hall Fang’s face turned even redder, "She’s a core member because I reported it!"

It’s only from the Third Level onwards that one becomes a core member and would receive the care of a Hall Master of the Pill Alliance.

"Sorry," Hall Master Li chuckled, "She has already been promoted to Level Four, she’s nothing to do with you. Better worry about yourself."

With that, he collected the transcript and walked out.

Leaving only Head of the Hall Fang sitting in the chair, sweating profusely.

**

The news of Lin Qingjia’s Level Four assessment record being broken had already spread throughout the entire Pill Alliance.

The Meng Family also had disciples in the Pill Alliance and naturally got wind of this news.

There was a huge uproar at once.

This was Lin Qingjia!

The number one talent recognized for dual cultivation in Ancient Medicine and Ancient Martial Arts.

Although as a peer, Lin Qingjia’s medical skills were indeed inferior to Meng Qingxue’s.

"Ancient Martial World Ye Family," mused Patriarch Meng, "Has someone been sent there?"

The butler replied respectfully, "Someone has already been sent, and the Foo Family has sent someone as well, but both were rejected."

"I’m relieved that the Foo Family was rejected. If we can’t recruit her, neither can they," said Patriarch Meng as he stood up. "Qingxue, have you heard? A young alchemical prodigy has emerged, even stronger than Lin Qingjia."

Patriarch Meng actually found Lin Qingjia very annoying.

Of course, there was hardly any interaction between Lin Qingjia and the Meng Family.

Lin Qingjia had even helped the Meng Family and was a good person, but that didn’t prevent him from being irksome to Patriarch Meng.

Because wherever he went, he could hear people comparing Meng Qingxue to Lin Qingjia.

They said that although Meng Qingxue’s medical skills surpassed those of Lin Qingjia, she couldn’t compare to Lin Qingjia’s dual cultivation in Ancient Medicine and Ancient Martial Arts, which made Lin Qingjia stronger in overall ability.

No one wants to hear their child being put down by others.

Meng Qingxue, dressed in plain white clothes, sat in a wheelchair, and at these words, she simply smiled softly, "Father, I’ve heard."

"18 years old, truly impressive," Patriarch Meng sighed, "I hate to admit it, but this Miss Ying’s medicine refining ability really is above yours, Qingxue."

Meng Qingxue didn’t say anything, just pursed her lips.

Patriarch Meng suddenly sneered, "To be honest, though it’s impossible, I really wish she could also practise Ancient Martial Arts and quickly surpass Lin Qingjia. That way, I won’t have to listen to non-stop comparisons."

Meng Qingxue coughed a few times, her complexion pale, deftly changing the subject, "I’m going to the Martial Arts Alliance to treat their Young Master."

"Qingxue, you—" Patriarch Meng shook his head, "take care of your health."

Meng Qingxue was highly skilled in medicine but couldn’t cultivate Ancient Martial Arts. Her constitution was fundamentally weak, so she was always frail.

The healer cannot heal themselves.

Once the fundamental strength is depleted, it is difficult to replenish.

The elders of the Meng Family could only procure rare medicinal ingredients extensively for Meng Qingxue.

Meng Qingxue used a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, "I understand."

The guard pushed her wheelchair and escorted her out.

**

The news about Norton University sending students to Imperial Capital University for an academic exchange was already posted on Weibo and forums by Imperial Capital University.

This caught the attention of the General Television Station.

Not only to students but to everyone, Norton University was a place of aspiration.

After all, it was too mysterious, always making people want to lift that veil.

The General Television Station specifically contacted Imperial Capital University, expressing hope that they could use this opportunity for an exchange to produce the third season of "Accept the punishment of the Academic God!"

This would be the first official appearance of Norton University in front of the public.

Chen Junxian, the principal of Imperial Capital University, didn’t immediately refuse but sent someone to consult with Ying Zijin first.

When Ying Zijin received the message, she was on a video call with Wen Tinglan on her computer, so she brought it up with him as well.

Wen Tinglan was taken aback, his first reaction was three words.

"Is there money to be made?"

"..."

Upon uttering those three words, the siblings both fell into silence.

Ying Zijin was wondering if, during the decade or so when her consciousness hadn’t fully recovered, this shortcoming became quite apparent, leading to her corrupting Wen Tinglan.

In those years, Wen Tinglan had severe mental blocks and barely communicated with anyone.

How did he develop such a hobby after recovering his health?

Wen Tinglan, "Sister, pretend I didn’t ask."

Ying Zijin, "Don’t panic, a subconscious answer is the real one."

Wen Tinglan, "..."

His sister suddenly liked to tease people.

Who did she learn this from?

"But this is indeed an important matter, wait a moment, I’ll ask the company." Ying Zijin picked up her phone and sent a message to her female secretary.

This program has been co-hosted by Chuguang Media and the General Television Station since the second season of the ISC international finals.

[Secretary who is loved by many but adores the boss the most]: Boss, although we’re not the ones funding this program, the General Television Station is, they are only offering you a fee of one hundred million. That’s stingy, our company can earn that back in a few days.

[Secretary who is loved by many but adores the boss the most]: Moreover, there’s a global stage program next year, and Universal Film and Television Company is inviting you to be a judge, offering you three hundred million dollars.

Ying Zijin pressed on her head.

The revenue of Chuguang Media is indeed high, after all, it’s the leading company in the entertainment industry of Hua Country.

But the problem is, most of the money is used to operate the company and cultivate new generation artists. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Unless necessary, she seldom touched Chuguang Media’s funds.

Ying Zijin lifted her head, "One hundred million for the appearance fee."

"One hundred million?"

Without even half a second passing by, Wen Tinglan calculated the amount; it was enough for him to blow up a hundred laboratories.

That would indeed last him a while.

"I want to record it," Wen Tinglan said, "I haven’t played with my sister in a long time."

"Mhm," Ying Zijin leaned back in her chair, "The appearance fee is not high for me, but the program can make a lot of money once it’s aired."

After ending the call, she looked up, "What to eat today?"

"Fish soup," Fu Yunshen put down the menu, bent over to kiss her, then chuckled softly, "You’re too tired, we need to nourish our child’s brain."

He walked into the kitchen and casually tapped on his phone a few times.

[Your savings account ending with 2301 has received 100,000,000.]

Wen Tinglan, still in the lab at Norton University, saw the message and was confused.

His sister had never transferred such a large sum to him before.

Until a WeChat message came through.

[Fu Yunshen]: Pocket money.

[Fu Yunshen]: I don’t mind if you change the remark to, Brother-in-law.

Wen Tinglan stared at the line of text emotionlessly for a few seconds.

After thinking it over, he exited the chat, opened Fu Yunshen’s contact card.

Seconds later, he went back and opened the chat box.

[Dream on]

[Brother-in-law]: It’s only a matter of time anyway.

Wen Tinglan looked at the remark and turned off his phone.

Out of sight, out of mind.

**

Wen Tinglan agreed to participate in the third season of "Accept the punishment of the Academic God!" Consequently, the vice principal naturally informed the other four students as well.

"Has the school administration gone mad?" Huan frowned, "We’re already wasting time going to Imperial Capital University to exchange, and now we have to record a program?"

And if they were going to exchange, it should be with Helga University or Turin University.

In the QS World University Rankings, Imperial Capital University only squeezed into the top ten this year.

Why on Earth do they have to go to Hua Country?

"The school administration said that the exchange and the recording don’t conflict." Another male student pushed up his glasses, "I think it’s quite fun. It gets boring here after a while, the outside world is interesting and we get paid too."

To ensure student safety, Norton University completely closed off.

Since the university had everything they needed, very few students went home for winter or summer vacation.

"Alright, isn’t it obvious why we’re going to Hua Country?" the second male student spoke up, "Wen Tinglan’s home is in Hua Country; he’s the darling of the professors from the Mechanical and Combat Departments, so of course, he has priority."

The school administration had spoken, and they could no longer refuse.

Huan let out a slow breath, feeling irritated, and left the Astrology System.

En route, someone slipped a piece of paper into his hand.

This was their unique way of communication.

Huan opened his hand and read the words on the paper, his eyes narrowing.

[Keep Wen Tinglan in Hua Country.]

To keep him there meant making it impossible for Wen Tinglan to return to Norton University.

Dead or disabled, as long as he couldn’t move, that would suffice.