Chapter 549: 491 Expelled from the Clan, Number One Poison Master [2nd Update] Chapter 549: 491 Expelled from the Clan, Number One Poison Master [2nd Update] The Bevin Family, due to the illness of their head, also sought the help of many people.

The somewhat insane Third Poison Master, who frequented the Bevin Family’s coastal beach area, was indeed selling sunscreen, but it was also a cover.

He was treating the Head of the Bevin Family.

There was more than one type of poison in the head of the Bevin Family’s body, maintaining a strange balance, but occasionally they would conflict.

These poisons, indeed, even The Third Poison Master could not cure.

That’s why Miss Rita initially sought the Number One Poison Master, but he turned out to be a fraud.

To Rita’s surprise, the prescription Ying Zijin gave her actually worked.

The head of the Bevin Family’s condition visibly improved at a rapid pace, but in June of this year, it suddenly deteriorated again.

The leaders of The Four Great Financial Groups of O continent were different from those in the Ancient Martial World; they could be replaced on short notice.

If the head of the Bevin Family died, the entire Bevin Family could potentially collapse.

Just like the death of Xize Laurent, which led to the Great Depression of the Lorentz Family.

Yiwen Bevin, the second son of the head of the Bevin Family, also had the right to inherit.

But he was average with no outstanding qualities.

“Bring me my phone.” Rita directly drew a silver gun and pointed it at Yiwen’s forehead, showing no mercy, “If you don’t want to die.”

“Rita, you–” Yiwen’s expression changed, but he still handed over the phone.

“I’m so sorry.” Rita held the phone in one hand, “I’ll stop talking now, I need to deal with a family matter.”

“It’s fine.” Ying Zijin yawned, “I have time, we’ll talk later.”

“Thank you, I appreciate it.” Rita hung up the call and swept her cold gaze over Yiwen, chuckling scornfully, “Quack? I was going to call that Taylor Family’s Miss Lin with the tongue-twister of a name a quack. It’s my business whom I invite over; what’s it to you?”

Yiwen choked in anger but managed to laugh sarcastically, “Miss Lin, whom Uncle Taylor went to great lengths to invite from the Hua Country Ancient Martial World, holds a high status there. How could she possibly be a quack?”

“Do you not know that this Miss Lin was also personally invited by the Alchemy world?”

The Alchemy world, an even more mysterious place than the Ancient Martial World.

It was a mystery to all of The Four Great Financial Groups of O continent.

And true Alchemists had not appeared for a very long time.

“Good.” Rita’s eyebrows lifted, “Then we shall see who is the quack.”

Yiwen sneered without speaking.

As the two confronted each other, the butler suddenly ran over in a panic, “Miss Rita, Young Master Yiwen, the old master has passed out again.”

Rita’s expression changed and she put away her gun, immediately following him out.

In the medical room, the head of the Bevin Family’s condition was indeed dire.

Surrounded by a dozen doctors, it took a great deal of effort to temporarily suppress the poison in his body.

The chief physician took off his mask, wiping away sweat, with a grave expression, “Miss Rita, you must find a godly healer quickly, in at most a month, we really are helpless.”

Rita pursed her lips, “I know,”
After some thought, she posted a reward notice on the NOK forum.

**
On the side of the Ancient Martial World, the Ji Family.

An auction resulted in heavy losses for the Ji Family.

When Patriarch Ji was carried back by his guards, he had totally passed out.

The ancestors and Elders Council of the Ji Family really didn’t dare to say anything.

Offending Yue Fuyi and replacing a family head were clearly different matters, and they obviously preferred the latter.

More unfortunate than Patriarch Ji was Ji Tianhao, whose vocal cords Ying Zijin shattered, and all his limbs were completely broken.

“This Yue Fuyi is truly ruthless,” a Ji Family Elder frowned, “I really hope she hits a snag one day and sees if she can still be as arrogant.”

Ji Tianhao didn’t kill people; he just liked to indulge in beauty, which was much better compared to many ancient martial artists.

The elders of the Ji Family didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.

The Ji Family Elder gestured dismissively, “Take him away, no need for Ancient Medicine.”

Since Ji Tianhao was in such a state, he could only be discarded.

Inviting an ancient doctor would also waste resources, which was unnecessary.

The only part of Ji Tianhao that was intact were his ears, and upon hearing this, his eyes widened in shock and anger.

He wanted to say that it wasn’t Yue Fuyi who attacked, but he couldn’t speak or write, so he was carried away without any chance to struggle and was discarded on a barren hill.

The Ji Family was cruel; the fall of a genius would have an even worse outcome.

The news that Ji Tianhao was thrown out of the Ji Family was quickly reported to Fu Yunshen by Yun Shan.

Fu Yunshen raised his chin slightly, indifferently, “Set the bones right, and then drag him to the Judicial Hall’s punishment room.”

Upon hearing this, Yun Shan excitedly whipped out a sack and set off cheerfully.

Yun Shan had been itching for action, as the ancient martial artists had to restrain themselves outside their domain.

Now, he finally had the chance to deal properly with a foolhardy individual.

After Yun Shan left, Fu Yunshen stood up and went out to the courtyard, “Yaoyao, it’s time to eat.”

Ying Zijin opened her eyes and glanced at the sky to find that the sun had already set.

She stood up. “Let’s go.”

This was a family banquet, full of warmth and merriment.

After the meal, Fu Yunshen was invited by Ling Zhonglou to the training field to teach Jiang Ran a few moves.

Ying Zijin watched from the sidelines.

Jiang Huaping came up to her, staying quiet for a while before she said, “There are things he won’t tell you, but I’ve thought it over and decide it’s better to let you know.”

“The most severe injury he suffered, his heart and lungs were both penetrated, was right outside the Ling Family’s gate, drenched in blood. Yet, he forced himself to leave.”

Ying Zijin’s expression shifted slightly. “Aunt Jiang?”

“That was his request.” Jiang Huaping sighed softly, “The Ling Family may not be very large, but it could have protected him. However, he said that only by experiencing brushes with death over and over could he continually increase his cultivation.”

“Back then, he was no different from a walking corpse, living solely for revenge.”

Jiang Huaping turned around, taking the girl’s hand. “Thank you for giving him new hope.”

“No,” Ying Zijin’s eyelashes drooped slightly, “I should be the one thanking him.”

“When you two get married, you must invite me.” Jiang Huaping smiled, “Liuying can’t see it, so I’ll see it for her.”

Ying Zijin’s gaze followed the tall figure moving around the training field.

**
That night, after returning to her room, she glanced at the time and contacted Wen Tinglan at Norton University, who was far away.

“Sis.” The youth’s image quickly appeared on the screen. “The vice chancellor mentioned you again today.”

Ying Zijin’s eyes narrowed slightly. “What did he say about me?”

“He said you know how to make money.”

“…”

“Sister, you want something from me.” Ying Zijin pressed her forehead, “How’s campus life treating you?”

“I’ve gotten used to it.” Wen Tinglan gave it some thought and took out a prototype of a new weapon from his cabinet, “Sis, this is what my senior brothers and sisters and I have been working on. It’s still a prototype, a laser weapon. I’m not sure if we can make it work by the time I graduate.”

Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows. “Laser Weapon?”

“Similar to the one in ‘Star Wars.’ Sis, have you seen it?”

“I don’t watch those; I only watch melodramatic dramas.”

“…”

Wen Tinglan put the prototype weapon back, looking downcast for two seconds before continuing, “The school’s teachers are also great, the canteen food is delicious, and I’ve already gotten an A-grade certificate in the combat class.”

Ying Zijin knew that Norton University’s combat courses were assisted by professors from the Alchemy Department.

To join the action team of Norton University, you must have an S-grade certificate.

For Wen Tinglan to have obtained an A-grade certificate indicated that his current strength was definitely not inferior to that of an ancient martial artist with ten years of cultivation.

And such a martial artist would most likely be already in their thirties.

“Xiao Lan,” Ying Zijin paused, “I’ve met the woman who abandoned Dad.”

The calmness in Wen Tinglan’s expression changed. “Sis?”

“She married a family head from the Ancient Martial World.” Ying Zijin said calmly, “The harm she caused you years ago was intentional.”

Wen Tinglan’s lips tightened, and his fingers trembled. “Intentional?”

His initial dislike for An Roujin was because she abandoned Wen Fong Mian.

But he indeed longed for maternal love.

He never imagined that An Roujin would intentionally lock him in a secret chamber.

The feeling of suffocation in that darkness was something he could still recall.

“I’m still in the Ancient Martial World, so I want to ask you,” Ying Zijin raised her hand, tapping the desk, her gaze steady, “you see, how do you want to handle this?”

This casual and indifferent tone held a hint of nonchalance, but to Wen Tinglan, it meant–
Sis will deal with her for you as easily as drinking tea.

Choose how you want it done, guaranteed satisfactory service.

After a long silence, the youth spoke hoarsely, “Sis, I need…to think about it.”

“Take your time thinking,” Ying Zijin glanced at her phone, “I have a call coming in.”

The call was from Miss Rita.

“Sorry, things have been too busy at the family.” Rita’s voice was weary, “When are you coming? I’ll send someone to pick you up, but our family is not safe right now, I might not be able to guarantee your safety.”

“I’ll go on my own.” Ying Zijin leaned back in her chair, “I heard that what you need is a Poison Master?”

“Yes,” Rita sighed, “after all, it was poison that my father encountered. But I trust you, you’re very skilled, much better than that Third Poison Master who’s a lunatic. You’re a Poison Master too, right?”

“Yiwen is such an idiot. The one I’m hiring is indeed a Poison Master. Wait until you meet me, it’ll scare them to death.”

Indeed, some highly skilled Poison Masters aren’t listed.

Rita guessed that Ying Zijin might have been living in seclusion all along.

“That so.” Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, then paused, “Tell them, the one you’re bringing in will be the Number One Poison Master.”