The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 749 - 607 Ying Zijin: The person you’re talking about, that’s me [Additional - ]
Chapter 749: 607 Ying Zijin: The person you’re talking about, that’s me [Additional Chapter]
He had followed Qiu Man for sixty years, and even he had no idea that Qiu Man was skilled in ancient martial arts!
The guards sent by the Martial Arts Alliance were not weak in their ancient martial cultivation, the least among them having practiced for seventy to eighty years.
But even a hundred such guards were no match for Qiu Man.
Everyone could only watch as Qiu Man disappeared from the Pill Alliance Headquarters.
The Fourth Elder finally snapped back to reality, clutching his face as he suddenly burst into tears, "I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"
The destroyer of their family was right before his eyes, yet he had loyally followed Qiu Man all these years.
It was he who was blind, he who had failed to see a person’s true nature.
The Great Elder spoke in a deep voice, "Old Four, calm down, no one could have expected this."
Slapping himself several times, the Fourth Elder gritted his teeth, "We absolutely cannot let her escape, if she does, we will have completely lost!"
For an evil doctor, face-changing and altering one’s physique were too easy.
Not to mention, Qiu Man was the leader of the evil doctors.
If she got away this time, and were to make a comeback, she would certainly be even more terrifying.
The Great Elder turned, "Miss Ying, your contribution in exposing the leader of the evil doctors this time is undeniable."
"But you must not go out recently. With Qiu Man lurking in the shadows, and as she is an ancient martial grandmaster, I’m afraid she might harm you."
"No need, she can’t escape." Ying Zijin said indifferently, "An hour from now, her body will emit a fragrance like that of plum blossoms, leaving a scent in any place she passes."
The Great Elder was shocked, "Miss Ying, this?"
Is there such a medicine?
Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "I was taught by Elder Foo Xi."
"No wonder," the Great Elder nodded, "I heard that one of the disciples of Elder Foo Xi was harmed by this Qiu Man. To have a distinguished disciple like Miss Ying in his later years is indeed a matter without regret."
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow and echoed, "Yes."
Foo Chen had just arrived from outside when he heard this exchange.
His legs went soft, and with a "plop", he knelt down before the girl.
The Great Elder jumped in fright, then looked puzzled, "Young Master Foo Chen, what’s wrong? Osteoporosis? I specialize in setting bones; shall I take a look for you?"
"No, no, no," Foo Chen’s voice was strained, and it took him a long while to catch his breath, "I was just too shocked, I didn’t expect that the Ancestor could still teach Miss Ying."
Not just him, even if Elder Foo Xi were to hear this, he would be scared out of his wits.
"Alas, Young Master Foo Chen, you are in the wrong," the Great Elder said with an unsuspecting air, "Elder Foo Xi is benevolent and kind-hearted, always willing to guide talented juniors. It’s a good thing; how can you monopolize Elder Foo Xi?"
Foo Chen, wiping sweat, responded, "Yes, yes, yes."
"I will now go to the Judicial Hall to invite Ying Zhuo," the Great Elder said solemnly, "With the two protectors from the Judicial Hall taking action, we can certainly capture Qiu Man. The more than a thousand evil doctors under her command must also be executed on the spot!"
Ying Zijin nodded her agreement without stopping him.
She walked straight out the door.
**
One hour later.
Elsewhere.
Qiu Man had gone up to a solitary mountain and found a secluded spot to sit down.
Looking detached, she glanced at her hands covered in black veins and sneered.
With one hand, Qiu Man stabbed three golden needles into her arm, and with the other, she actually took out a cellphone.
There was only one number in the contacts list, which did not conform to the formats of any country’s specifications.
The phone rang five times before the other side picked up.
Qiu Man coughed, "Hello, it’s me, Qiu Man. I’ve been discovered; I need support."
Miss Ying’s poisoning of the token was something she had indeed never seen before.
Qiu Man hadn’t expected that there would be someone even more talented than herself.
"Discovered?" The other side was also surprised, "You haven’t been found out in a hundred years, so how come you were suddenly discovered today?"
"I admit, it was my poor planning that allowed someone to find a flaw," Qiu Man took a deep breath and said scornfully, "Isn’t your target the Ancient Medical Field and the Ancient Martial World?"
"If I die, you will not be able to infiltrate and support another puppet so easily."
There was a moment of silence on the other end, "Alright, but you’ll have to wait for a while."
"It’s become rather difficult to leave the city recently, and we need to apply for new passes, which will take at least three days."
"I’ll wait," Qiu Man calmed down, "You must be quick. In three days, I need a brand-new identity."
"I know your genetic technology is advanced enough to fabricate someone with the same DNA as me. They won’t be able to detect it."
The call ended.
Qiu Man gnashed her teeth, enduring the pain in her body.
She absolutely could not die here.
What was the Ancient Medical Field to her?
Her target was never here.
She was aiming to enter a place where technology was more advanced.
That city was the place all humans longed for.
Qiu Man rested for a while, slowly stood up, and continued walking.
She smelled the faint scent of plum blossoms but had no idea what it was.
Qiu Man went directly to the territory of the Foo Family, disguised herself, and then visited a restaurant.
The most dangerous place was also the safest.
She had just ordered her food when she turned around and her expression froze.
Ying Zijin leaned against the door, chin lifted, "Try running away again."
"Ying Zijin, impressive, really impressive," Qiu Man sneered suddenly understanding, "You could even think of such a drug, what can’t you do?"
She stopped trying to escape and stood up directly, "I must be stupid, I can kill you, an Ancient Medicine practitioner, with ease!"
Qiu Man raised her hand, and her Inner Strength surged out, attacking the girl.
Ying Zijin just gave her a nonchalant glance, her face expressionless.
At that moment, a cold voice rang out.
"Qiu Man, your opponent is me."
Qiu Man halted in her movements, looking up.
Foo Xi stepped in, her eyes showing cold fierceness.
Qiu Man, the evil doctor leader, she had to settle things with her personally.
Her most beloved disciple had just disappeared like that.
"It’s you," Qiu Man still scornful, "You’re just an Ancient Medicine practitioner too; you want to fight me?"
"When you took Feng Lan as your disciple and not me, did you regret it afterward?"
She killed Feng Lan because Foo Xi was blind.
Clearly, she was more outstanding, yet Foo Xi did not take her in as a disciple.
In the whole Ancient Martial World and Ancient Medical Field, how many can boast dual proficiency in Ancient Martial Arts and Ancient Medicine like her?
Foo Xi did not speak again, but she moved.
An even more tremendous surge of Inner Strength erupted, and her momentum soared.
The other customers in the restaurant had already been evacuated.
"Foo Xi, you—" Qiu Man’s face registered shock, exclaiming in disbelief, "You’re also dual trained in Ancient Medicine and Ancient Martial Arts?!"
How was that possible?
Foo Xi also knew Ancient Martial Arts, which she had never heard of before.
Moreover, she had seen Foo Xi a few times but never noticed that Foo Xi possessed Inner Strength.
Before she could recover from the shock that Foo Xi knew Ancient Martial Arts, she saw Foo Xi bowing respectfully to the girl.
"Master, please step back, there’s no need for you to personally handle this matter."
Qiu Man suddenly looked up, utterly disbelieving, "You are Foo Xi’s master?!"
The Pill Alliance had clear records of Ying Zijin’s age.
She was only nineteen this year, how could she be the rumored number one in Ancient Medicine?!
"Alright," Ying Zijin did not refuse, stepping back one step, "Take your revenge."
Foo Xi advanced step by step, "I chose not to take you as a disciple and I don’t regret it. My only regret is that I couldn’t protect Feng Lan."
Qiu Man was completely panicked now.
But she had no room to retreat.
Against Foo Xi’s Ancient Martial Cultivation of over two hundred years, Qiu Man, an Ancient Martial Grandmaster, was no match at all.
Qiu Man didn’t even have a chance to fight back before she was subdued.
Foo Xi easily sealed Qiu Man’s Inner Strength and disrupted her meridians, leaving her completely unable to move.
A black smartphone fell to the ground.
Ying Zijin’s gaze suddenly changed.
She picked up the phone and turned it over.
On its back was a black skull symbol, grinning as if mocking something.
"Good, very good, no wonder," Qiu Man coughed violently, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, her gaze darkening, "No wonder your medical and poisoning skills are so advanced, so you’re Foo Xi’s master!"
She had heard that Foo Xi had always been looking for her master, so she knew that above Foo Xi, there was an even more powerful Ancient Medicine practitioner.
"It was you who arranged for someone to impersonate me, right?" Ying Zijin crouched down slowly, showing the black skull symbol to Qiu Man, "Those people who made you do this, what was their purpose?"
She never expected that Qiu Man would have any connection to that black skull symbol.
Qiu Man sneered, "What are you talking about? Me, finding someone to impersonate you? You should take a look at yourself first."
She was very dismissive, "Still, I indeed sent someone to impersonate a person; he is the Number One Poison Master, who has lived for at least four hundred years. His poisoning skills are truly number one in the world."
"Sure, you’re very impressive, the top person in Ancient Medicine, oh how formidable. I don’t compare to you, but you don’t compare to him either. Are you angry about that?"
Ying Zijin looked at her calmly, "I am the Number One Poison Master."
