The Sword God of the Universe
Chapter 440 - 440 440 Quite Brave

Chapter 440: Chapter 440: Quite Brave Chapter 440: Chapter 440: Quite Brave Zhang Family Mansion, the residence of Jing Yan, where the jade-like Zhang Yu also stayed.

These past few days, Zhang Yu had spent most of her time with Jing Yan.

A few casual words of guidance from Jing Yan on Martial Arts cultivation gave her tremendous benefits,

Before the Zhang Family knew of Jing Yan’s true strength, they did not want him to have contact with Zhang Yu.

Now, the Zhang Family was clearly delighted that Zhang Yu was sticking close to Jing Yan.

They were eager for Jing Yan to truly take a liking to Zhang Yu.

“Zhang Yu, your strength is now sufficient to attempt advancing to the Innate Realm.

With the Holy Spirit Potion I gave you, a successful breakthrough on your first try should not be difficult,” Jing Yan told Zhang Yu.

Jing Yan knew Zhang Yu’s Martial Arts Cultivation like the back of his hand.

Thus, he knew that if Zhang Yu used the Holy Spirit Potion to advance to Innate right now, there was a great likelihood of succeeding at once.

It could be said that unless something unexpected occurred, Zhang Yu was bound to reach the Innate Realm.

Zhang Yu’s Martial Arts Talent was quite remarkable; among the Zhang Family’s young generation, she definitely ranked at the top.

She was not much inferior to her sister, Zhang Min.

“Brother Jing Yan, the Holy Spirit Potion was taken away by my father and the Clan Leader,” Zhang Yu straightforwardly revealed.

Zhang Yu was not very cunning, so when Jing Yan asked why she did not use the Holy Spirit Potion to break through, she told him directly.

If she had been more circumspect, she might have anticipated that Jing Yan would get angry, so might not have spoken.

“The Holy Spirit Potion was taken by your father?” Jing Yan’s eyebrows knitted together.

Those elixirs and the Holy Spirit Potion were gifts he had given to Zhang Yu.

But now, the Ninth Elder and Zhang Yibing had taken them away.

What did this mean?

A wave of displeasure immediately rose in Jing Yan’s heart.

“Yes!” Zhang Yu nodded.

“What about the other elixirs?” Jing Yan asked again.

“The other elixirs were given to me by my father and the Clan Leader; they said to use them for cultivation once I’ve advanced to Innate,” Zhang Yu explained.

Jing Yan nodded, and his anger subsided a bit.

“Mr.

Jing Yan…”

At that moment, a shout came from outside, and by the sound of it, it was Clan Chief Zhang Yibing.

Jing Yan and Zhang Yu both left the room.

Knowing that the Holy Spirit Potion had been taken by Zhang Yibing, Jing Yan’s expression was likely not very good at this time.

Zhang Yu needed only one bottle of Holy Spirit Potion to advance to Innate, and with a total of five bottles, at least one should have been left for her, right?

“Clan Chief Zhang, your timing is perfect.

I ask you, have you taken all five bottles of Zhang Yu’s Holy Spirit Potion?” Jing Yan asked, his gaze fixed on Zhang Yibing and the Ninth Elder.

Zhang Yibing and the Ninth Elder both turned pale.

“Mr.

Jing Yan, that Holy Spirit Potion…” Zhang Yibing did not know how to explain clearly at the moment.

After leaving Alchemist Gao Lan’s Mansion, Zhang Yibing and the Ninth Elder had been considering how to speak with Jing Yan.

Jing Yan had given the Holy Spirit Potion to Zhang Yu, but they had doubted its effects and therefore had it appraised by Gao Lan, which essentially meant they did not trust Jing Yan, did it?

Zhang Yibing and the Ninth Elder were also in turmoil.

“What happened?” Jing Yan, seeing their expressions, sensed there might be a deeper issue.

“Mr.

Jing Yan, please look at this medicine, is it what you gave to Zhang Yu?” Zhang Yibing gritted his teeth, decided to come clean, and handed over the five bottles of medicine he had brought back from Gao Lan Mansion to Jing Yan.

Jing Yan looked at them with some confusion.

The bottles themselves, there was no issue; they were indeed the ones he had given to Zhang Yu.

Then, Jing Yan opened a bottle.

Upon opening it, his gaze immediately darkened.

The bottles were fine, but the medicine inside was not the Holy Spirit Potion.

“What is the meaning of this medicine?” Jing Yan looked back at Zhang Yibing and his counterpart, his voice rising a notch.

Hearing Jing Yan’s tone, Zhang Yibing and the Ninth Elder were certain that there indeed was a problem with the medicine.

And the only possible point of issue was that Alchemist Gao Lan.

They truly had not expected that Alchemist Gao Lan would stoop so low for those five bottles of Holy Spirit Potion.

Zhang Yibing described in detail to Jing Yan how he had taken the potion for appraisal by Alchemist Gao Lan, not daring to hide anything.

“Hmph!

You brought it upon yourselves!

The potions I gave to Zhang Yu, what has it got to do with you?

Was there a need to have the potions appraised?” Jing Yan was indeed quite irritated.

Zhang Yibing and the Ninth Elder both shut their mouths and hung their heads, taking the scolding obediently.

They did not dare retort Jing Yan, but they thought to themselves that if they had known how powerful Jing Yan was, they would not have taken the potions for appraisal by Gao Lan, filled as they were without sense.

“Is this Alchemist Gao Lan a Third-level Alchemist?” Jing Yan looked at the two men and then asked.

“Yes, there are two pill masters in Haofeng City, Gao Lan is one of them, the other is his disciple.

We truly did not expect Alchemist Gao Lan to engage in such actions,” Zhang Yibing said regretfully.

“Does this person know the medicine was given by me to Zhang Yu?” Jing Yan nodded and asked again.

Jing Yan’s name was now known throughout Haofeng City.

Gao Lan, being a notable figure in Haofeng City, surely knew about Jing Yan’s conflict with the Song Family.

He should also have been aware of Jing Yan’s strength—how he had slain the Song Family Patriarch, Song Zhongshan, and yet the Song Family could do nothing about it.

“Perhaps not before, but by the time we went to collect the potion, we had made it clear to him,” Zhang Yibing replied with a sense of helplessness.

Hearing this, Jing Yan’s aura tensed slightly.

“So Gao Lan knew the potions were mine and still handed these bottles over to you?” A chill began to surge in Jing Yan’s heart.

“It’s not just that—the old bastard even demanded a payment of fifty thousand Spirit Stones for the appraisal fee,” the Ninth Elder, also seething with anger, called Gao Lan an old bastard outright.

“The audacity of this person!” Jing Yan chuckled coldly, “I’ll go find him!”

“Mr.

Jing Yan, let us accompany you!” Zhang Yibing quickly suggested.

“No need!

Just tell me where Gao Lan’s residence is,” said Jing Yan, waving his hand dismissively.

After ascertaining the location of Gao Lan’s residence, Jing Yan leaped into the air, leaving the Zhang Family Mansion.

“I wonder if the old bastard Gao Lan will give back the five bottles of Holy Spirit Potion when he sees Mr.

Jing Yan!” muttered the Ninth Elder.

“Hmph, that old fool!

Truly courting death.

Even the Song Family step aside when facing Mr.

Jing Yan, yet he dares to swallow Mr.

Jing Yan’s property, and has the nerve to say that Mr.

Jing Yan’s medicines are fake!

I think he’s tired of living!” Zhang Yibing said through gritted teeth.

“Father, Clan Leader!

You should never have taken the elixirs for appraisal by Gao Lan in the first place!” Zhang Yu stood aside, pouting in frustration.

Zhang Yibing and his companion showed embarrassed expressions.

And at that moment, a guard hurried over, “Clan Leader, the City Lord has arrived!”