The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 1009

Chapter 1009: 779 Luyan’s Whereabouts [Part 2]

"The master is here." Feng Xiu raised an eyebrow, put away his fishing rod, and stood up. "I thought the master would be away for a long time."

Ying Zijin paused: "Xiao Xiu, you—"

"Master, birth, aging, illness, and death are the natural course of life." Feng Xiu could naturally sense the changes in his body. He smiled faintly, interrupting her words, "If it weren’t for your appearance, I wouldn’t have lived this long."

He appeared relieved, with not a trace of complaint: "Meeting the master in this life is already my great fortune."

Ying Zijin was silent for a while, then spoke: "You might have been better off without meeting me."

"It was the master who saved me back then. Without meeting the master, I would have perished in my childhood." Feng Xiu laughed again. "Though I am approaching old age and have only a few years left."

"But as long as I am here, I will protect this Ancient Martial World and ensure that your efforts don’t end up in vain."

He never thought he would have one more day to see Ying Zijin.

With his wishes fulfilled, Feng Xiu had no regrets left.

Ying Zijin looked at the emerald lake without speaking.

Only Sages are close to achieving immortality.

Whether in ancient martial arts or alchemy, they only push the human body to its limits.

A lifespan of five hundred years indeed cannot be increased further.

"Master, I won’t accompany you to the City of the World." Feng Xiu said solemnly, "Even though you say the enemy is in the shadows and very powerful, there’s no guarantee that the Ancient Martial World won’t be invaded someday."

"I may not compare to the Combat-type Sages you mentioned, but if it’s about the Support-type Sages, I can still hold them off for a while."

Ying Zijin turned back: "That was exactly my intention."

She took a few medicine bottles from her pocket and handed them over: "Keep this safe."

Feng Xiu, of course, didn’t refuse and accepted them. He then made a joke: "I can’t accompany the master for long, but my junior sister has a long life ahead. She might help you with the children."

He paused, then said: "Master, I just heard from the Great Elder about the Lin Family matter. I’ll handle it, so you don’t have to worry."

In the Ancient Martial World with a population of hundreds of thousands, how could there not be a few idiots?

If there weren’t, it would be like living in Heaven.

"Alright." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "I’ll go to the Ancient Medical Field to teach a new set of acupuncture techniques."

**

In less than half a day, all the ancient martial artists gathered, all of them Ancient Martial Grandmasters.

There were thirty thousand of them in total.

Almost all ancient martial artists with a hundred-year cultivation or more were present.

If these thirty thousand were to go out, they could walk across the Seven Continents and Four Oceans without hindrance.

The Martial Arts Alliance had the most attendees, followed by the Yue Family.

Ling Mianxi glanced around but didn’t find Yue Fuyi, and asked: "Where’s Fuyi?"

Steward Yue smiled and spoke: "Miss Fuyi is in closed-door cultivation. We don’t know where she is. I’ll inform her when she comes out."

"Not to mention that Miss Fuyi is a close friend of Miss Mianxi, with her personality, she’d definitely go to such an event."

Ling Mianxi nodded.

Foo Xi stepped forward respectfully: "Master."

Ying Zijin took out the Golden Needle and silver needles: "Let’s begin."

Hundreds of ancient physicians began applying acupuncture to the ancient martial artists.

In just one day, five thousand ancient martial artists achieved a breakthrough.

Ying Zijin pulled out the last needle; her forehead was covered in sweat.

"Rest a little." Fu Yunshen took out a handkerchief to wipe her face, "Continue tomorrow, don’t push your body too hard."

He handed her a bottle of juice.

Ying Zijin took it and had a sip.

Her phone beeped just then with two WeChat messages.

[Di Wu Yue]: Spinning around.jpg

[Di Wu Yue]: Master, I’ve figured out your father’s whereabouts!

Ying Zijin’s eyes narrowed, and she immediately made a call: "Hello?"

"Master, he’s in the Hua Country." Di Wu Yue sounded dejected, "But the exact location, I still can’t determine. We’ll have to search."

"It’s alright, you’ve done very well." Ying Zijin smiled lightly, "Hua Country, at least, is smaller than the entire earth."

Luyan was Su Wen’s emotional knot.

If Luyan couldn’t be found, Su Wen’s body would eventually collapse.

Ying Zijin held the phone and suddenly spoke: "Brother."

Her voice was icy and her tone steady.

Yet there was an irresistible charm, slowly overwhelming one’s eardrum.

Hearing this term after such a long time, Fu Yunshen paused in his expression, even his back tensed before he replied: "What’s up?"

"Yueyue has figured out my father’s whereabouts." Ying Zijin said, "I need IBI for a facial comparison."

But without Luyan having an identity in the Hua Country, and no record in the IBI’s information database, it’s a huge task.

Only then did Fu Yunshen’s back relax: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, he felt a sense of regret in his heart.

So it was just that.

Ying Zijin’s phoenix-like eyes narrowed slightly, suddenly leaning closer, with a hint of thought: "Officer, you’re blushing."

"Mm, I’m blushing." Fu Yunshen held her and placed her on his lap, "Could you call me again?"

"Stop looking, she’s gone far." Norton bent down, "What are we eating tonight?"

Sinai lifted her small head: "If I tell you, will you actually make it according to my wish?"

"True." Norton gently patted her head, "No."

"..."

She knew it.

Sinai didn’t want to pay him any attention and returned to the living room.

Norton took out ingredients from the fridge and entered the kitchen.

Thirty minutes later, he brought the dishes out: "Kid, time to eat."

No response.

Norton glanced down and finally saw the little girl sprawled out on the sofa in an X-shape, with several bottles of alcohol toppled over beside her.

There was beer and also spirits.

Sinai had completely fallen asleep, her cheeks flushed with a hint of red.

"What kind of alcohol does a kid drink, no tolerance, yet dares to drink mixed liquor." Norton clicked his tongue, "Really troublesome."

With one hand, he picked Sinai up and tossed her into the upstairs bedroom.

Then he returned to the laboratory and began experimenting.

Ying Zijin had sent him quite a few dissecting tools, just in time.

Norton slightly frowned.

The key ingredient for the antidote, he still hadn’t found the right one.

Didn’t know when he would be able to invent the antidote.

"Plop—"

Something fell.

Norton’s ears twitched, he put down the medicine bottle and went upstairs.

His hearing was very sensitive.

Even at such a distance, he could hear Sinai kicking the blanket to the ground.

Kids are just kids, not even sleeping steadily.

Norton pushed the door open, bent down to pick up the blanket on the floor, and turned around.

It was still that bed.

On the bed, the woman was wearing pajamas, curled up sleeping,

The moonlight outside fell on her platinum blonde hair, illuminating her face.