The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 688 - 572 Tamed on the Spot! Immortal Bigshot Incoming [2 Updates]

Chapter 688: 572 Tamed on the Spot! Immortal Bigshot Incoming [2 Updates]

Her words drew even more people’s attention.

Many in the Ancient medical field had not seen Ying Zijin before.

But a few days ago, her portrait had already been distributed to the major clans.

Due to her striking beauty and high recognizability, others recognized her at once.

"Sorry, Miss Ying, I was a bit intense just now." Meng Qingxue coughed a few times, her brows furrowing tighter, "This horse has been involved in several accidents already, resulting in three people becoming paralyzed, and one person has died from their injuries."

"It may look nice, but it would be better for you to choose a gentler one."

"Thank you for the reminder, I know." Ying Zijin didn’t turn around, her fingers grasping the reins, "This one is quite good."

Meng Qingxue moved her lips: "Miss Ying—"

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw that the stallion gradually stopped its neighing.

It lowered its head slowly and rubbed against the palm of the girl’s hand, even willingly bowing its body to let her mount.

Those who looked on were astonished.

They knew of the horse’s notorious reputation; it was not to be trifled with.

Still, because it was indeed beautiful, it had always been tied up at the stable.

"My goodness, can Miss Zijin actually tame horses?"

"No, it hasn’t been tamed at all, which is why I suspect this horse judges by appearance."

"Cut it out, what can a horse tell about a person’s looks?"

Ying Zijin managed to subdue the horse, proving it was not dangerous, so Meng Qingxue did not speak further.

She watched the girl riding the horse, staring blankly with her fingers clenched tightly.

"Qingxue?" Meng Jingyu walked over, "What are you looking at?"

Meng Qingxue covered her lips with a handkerchief, lowered her head, and murmured, "If only I had a healthy body."

She was only lacking a healthy body and thus couldn’t compete in many things.

Meng Jingyu narrowed his eyes and also looked up.

He soon remembered that at the auction in Shanghai City, he had competed with Ying Zijin for a medicinal herb.

Initially, he had planned to purchase the herb for Meng Qingxue, but fortunately, he found another in O continent.

However, Ying Zijin, he remembered, was the daughter of the Ying Family from Shanghai City. How had she become a distant relative of the Ancient Martial Ye Family?

But Meng Jingyu couldn’t be bothered with these matters. He wouldn’t have left the Ancient medical field had it not been for the need to purchase medicine last time.

"I heard from the family head that you’ve developed a heart condition because of Fu Yunshen. You didn’t want the family to trouble him, which is fine, but I really don’t understand, what do you see in him?" Meng Jingyu asked indifferently, "Fu Yunshen may be highly skilled in martial power, but the Martial Arts Alliance Young Master isn’t lacking either, right? You’ve treated the Young Master of the Martial Arts Alliance for so long, haven’t your affections shifted?"

Meng Qingxue forced a smile: "These things can’t just change on a whim, can they?"

"Indeed." Meng Jingyu spoke, "It’s better to move on quickly. He carries vengeance with him and is ruthless. Who knows what kind of crazy things he might do? He’s not your kind of person and can’t protect you either."

The Meng Family, from their generation, was very wary of Fu Yunshen.

In front of everyone, he had beaten a direct lineage family member into a vegetative state.

The scene was too shocking, truly unforgettable for anyone who witnessed it.

Meng Jingyu frowned.

If they had known about Fu Yunshen’s strong talent in ancient martial arts from the beginning, the Ancient medical field should not have provided medical treatment.

**

Each family had its own guards and had ancient martial artists who had married into the family, so they need not worry about the hunt.

Today was just the beginning, and the official hunt hadn’t started yet.

Ying Zijin tied the black horse to the railing beside the cabin and walked inside.

This cabin was different from the other families’ resting spots; it had a TV, a computer, and was fully equipped with electronic products.

Ying Zijin sat on the couch, sipping a Coke and watching TV.

Her phone ’dinged’ with a sound, and a WeChat message popped up.

It was a small group chat with three people.

In addition to Ying Zijin, there was the Tea Saint and her Little Medicine Boy.

[Tea Granny]: Girl, you have a bonfire feast tonight, right? Just save me a grilled fish; I’ll come over after I finish sorting out the herbs.

[Little Baldy]: Wow, granny, no wonder you kept that big brother and treated his wounds even though he was so annoying—it’s because he’s got good cooking skills.

[Tea Granny]: You’re so young, what do you know, be quiet. [Knock]

[Little Baldy]: [Wronged]

Ying Zijin tapped the desk, looking up: "Would you mind if two more people come over for dinner later?"

The old lady was indeed miraculous, a master at growing herbs.

She could identify any herb just by smelling it, even those that had gone extinct. As long as there were seeds, the old lady could grow them.

But when it came to mobile phones, no matter how long Ying Zijin taught her, the old lady could only use WeChat and didn’t know how to make voice calls.

Fu Yunshen turned around: "Who?"

"The Tea Saint you often speak of." Ying Zijin said, "She wants fish, and we should save a chicken and a sheep too."

Fu Yunshen’s expression paused: "The Tea Saint?"

Ying Zijin turned her head: "What’s wrong?"

Fu Yunshen curled the corner of his lips and, covering it with a clenched fist, coughed lightly: "Nothing."

Ying Zijin looked at him, paused for a moment, and then shook her smartphone, "So, is this obnoxious big brother you?"

Fu Yunshen, an ancient martial grandmaster, had very good eyesight and could see the chat history in the group from five meters away.

The nickname Little Baldy, no need to think about who that would be.

Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "His phone’s gone."

Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow, "Commander, I believe it now, your reputation is indeed quite resounding."

In the ancient medical field, apart from being famous for nearly dying too many times, he also enjoyed teasing children.

His shameless reputation spread far and wide.

It seemed that in their first encounter, in Fu Yunshen’s eyes, she was just a child, one he could tease.

"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen raised his peach blossom eyes slightly, "Say that again?"

"Commander?"

"No, the sentence before."

"..."

Brother wasn’t enough, he even wanted the ’big’ added in.

A problem.

Who indulged him.

Ying Zijin glanced at him and still didn’t have the heart to kick him out of the log cabin; instead, she wrapped herself in a coat and went outside for a walk.

The guards had already prepared all the materials for the campfire party and even set up the tables and chairs.

The Sun sank in the west, and the sky was a light blue.

Stars had quietly crept up, with the crescent moon faintly visible.

A cool breeze passed, causing the leaves to rustle.

Ying Zijin felt a quiet sense of regret.

If it weren’t for the many secrets in the ancient medical field and ancient martial world that could affect the lives of ordinary people if revealed, this place could not be opened to the public.

Otherwise, she really wanted to turn this place into a tourist attraction and vacation resort.

Future historical dramas wouldn’t even need to build sets. They could just come here to film.

The scenery was all-natural, no image editing necessary.

Ying Zijin took out her smartphone and took a few photos, sending them to her female secretary.

As she walked slowly, numerous gazes followed her.

"Mas—" Foo Chen noticed her and ran over, promptly correcting his address, "Miss Ying, can I sit with you guys later?"

He also waved the fan in his hand, "Don’t worry, I’m here to help out. I used to live outdoors every day, whether it was hunting or barbecuing, I’m quite skilled."

As it turned out, he should always cling to the Ancestor’s coattails.

Following the Ancestor, he couldn’t sleep while cultivating.

But following the mentor, he could do both at the same time.

Ying Zijin looked at him, considering that this tool person could barbecue, so she nodded, "Alright."

Foo Chen was delighted and followed the girl.

By the campfire, many people had already sat down, gathering in small groups.

Besides the Foo Family and the Meng Family, another top family in the ancient medical world was the An Family.

However, because the An Family’s prodigy of this generation was overshadowed by Foo Chen and Meng Qingxue, their influence had significantly waned compared to the past.

Foo Chen thought that Ying Zijin probably didn’t know them, so he introduced her casually, "Miss Ying, that’s An Ling. Whenever I feel lazy to sleep, I can toss the work of refining medicine over to him."

Ying Zijin nodded.

An Ling also saw Foo Chen and quickly came over, happy, "Brother Foo, good news."

Foo Chen was puzzled, "What good news?"

"I just got a report from the ancient martial world, there’s a chance that Tea Saint might—" he suddenly saw Ying Zijin following behind Foo Chen and immediately stopped talking.

Foo Chen naturally heard the keyword and asked sharply, "What about the Tea Saint?"

The Tea Saint, ah.

Even Foo Xi praised this immortal great master.

"It’s nothing." An Ling changed the subject, "I just suddenly thought of the Tea Saint and wondered when she would officially appear."

He definitely knew who Ying Zijin was.

Ying Zijin had made a name for herself in the ancient medical field in a very short time, just two months.

But it wasn’t because she concocted some earth-shattering divine medicine or cured some complicated disease.

That was something no one could match.

But indeed, the Tea Saint wasn’t someone just anyone had the privilege of meeting.

Not all family heads and elders of the Pill Alliance could meet her.

If it had been only Foo Chen, he would have told.

But Foo Chen happened to be with Ying Zijin.

Currently, Ying Zijin wasn’t even a level five member of the Pill Alliance, indeed not qualified to know this news.