The Sword God of the Universe

Chapter 414: Chapter 414: Big Background?

Chapter 414: Chapter 414: Big Background?

“Alchemist Gao Lan!

There are five bottles of medicine here, how about we leave one bottle for you to carefully examine and identify, and we take the other four?” Zhang Yibing tentatively said.

From Gao Lan’s attitude, it was evident that the Holy Spirit Potion Jing Yan had produced was extraordinary.

Zhang Yibing and the Ninth Elder were no fools; if Gao Lan hadn’t seen something significant in the medicine, why would he ask to keep the Holy Spirit Potion for further study?

“Clan Chief Zhang!

This medicine was brought to me for inspection!

The medicine is special, as you know, and without asking, I can be sure that you have never heard of this medicine before.

Since it’s special, it certainly needs time for inspection.

Are you implying that you don’t trust me by your current attitude?” Gao Lan’s eyebrows knitted together.

“No, no!

That’s not what we meant.

Alright, then let’s leave all five bottles here.

We will come back to get them in three or four days,” Zhang Yibing said with a chuckling apology.

This alchemist, Gao Lan, indeed was not someone the Zhang Family could afford to offend.

Leaving the medicine here for a few days seemed harmless enough.

Gao Lan, being a Third-level Alchemist with astounding wealth, probably wouldn’t tarnish his reputation by swallowing those few bottles of medicine.

Zhang Yibing and the Ninth Elder left Gao Lan Mansion and returned to the Zhang Family Mansion.

“Clan Chief, what is your opinion on this matter?” In the room, the Ninth Elder softly furrowed his brow and asked.

“This Jing Yan, being able to produce so many elixirs and even the Holy Spirit Potion, must come from an extraordinary background!” Zhang Yibing did not answer directly, but the meaning in his words was clearly understood by the Ninth Elder.

“I haven’t heard of any major Jing Family in Lanqu County City!” the Ninth Elder shook his head.

“Perhaps he’s from another major city,” Zhang Yibing said, narrowing his eyes.

“Yes, that could be possible!” the Ninth Elder nodded intently.

“How about we invite Jing Yan over and ask directly?

If he truly comes from a significant background, then there’s no need for you to interfere.

For Zhang Yu, this might also be beneficial; I’ve seen Zhang Yu always calling him ‘Brother Jing Yan’, seems like there’s a fondness there?” Zhang Yibing paced the room as he spoke.

Clearly!

Zhang Yibing also believed that Jing Yan had a fondness for Zhang Yu.

Otherwise, why would Jing Yan send Zhang Yu so many resources?

Even children from great families wouldn’t just hand out so many elixirs to somebody casually.

To say that Jing Yan doesn’t care about these elixirs, Zhang Yibing and the Ninth Elder absolutely didn’t believe that.

Considering Jing Yan’s age, around twenty years old, possessing at most Early Innate and Middle Entrance stage Cultivation, could he really not care about those elixirs?

“I have no objections!” the Ninth Elder said without much hesitation.

Zhang Yibing’s point was indeed valid.

If Jing Yan had a substantial background, then Zhang Yu being with Jing Yan, instead of staying within the Zhang Family, would be much better.

Besides, this would also be beneficial for the entire Zhang Family.

…

“Mr.

Jing Yan, do you have time now?”

Outside the room where Jing Yan was temporarily staying, a Zhang Family guard asked respectfully.

“Is there something you need?” Jing Yan stepped out and looked at the guard.

“The Clan Chief would like to see you,” the guard bowed and said.

“That’s fine, I’m not busy at the moment,” Jing Yan hesitated slightly, then nodded.

Following the guard, he arrived once more in the Zhang Family’s reception room.

Upon entering, Jing Yan was slightly taken aback.

“What a grand gathering!” Jing Yan inwardly exclaimed.

In the reception room, not only was there Zhang Clan Chief Zhang Yibing, but also as many as seven or eight martial artists.

Most of these men were quite aged, likely the Zhang Family Elders.

“What are they planning?” Jing Yan thought to himself as he walked in.

“Clan Chief Zhang!” Jing Yan bowed to Zhang Yibing.

“My young friend Jing Yan, please take a seat!” Zhang Yibing said with a smile, motioning him to sit before turning his gaze and speaking, “Elders, this is Jing Yan from Dao Yi Academy, a talented young martial artist.”

Jing Yan had previously met some of these elders, but most he had not.

“Greetings to all Zhang Family Elders!” Jing Yan first bowed to the elders, and then took his seat.

Judging from their expressions and Zhang Yibing’s tone, they didn’t seem intent on harming him.

Of course, Jing Yan wasn’t worried that the Zhang Family people might try to harm him; with his strength, not to mention the mere Zhang Family, even if all the powerhouses of Haofeng City came, they couldn’t stop him from leaving if he decided to.

“Clan Chief Zhang, may I ask why you wanted to see me?” After a pause, Jing Yan asked.

“Young friend Jing Yan, mainly, the Ninth Elder wanted to meet you,” Zhang Yibing smiled and answered.

“Jing Yan!” At this moment, among the elders, a relatively younger martial artist spoke out.

Jing Yan looked towards him, knowing this person was Zhang Min’s father, also one of the Zhang Family Elders—the Ninth Elder.

“Ninth Elder!” Jing Yan responded, then asked, “Ninth Elder wished to see me, is there anything specific you want to discuss?

If you want to ask about Elder Sister Zhang Min, I will indeed tell you everything I know!”

“Zhang Min’s cause of death, you had already spoken about it when you came before, and the Clan Chief has told me about it too.

As Zhang Min’s father, I am very grateful that you avenged Zhang Min and brought her back.

Without you, we might still not know that Zhang Min had already…”

The Ninth Elder’s expression dimmed.

“I wanted to meet you not primarily for Zhang Min’s sake.

I wanted to ask if you are from Lanqu County City?” the Ninth Elder changed the topic.

“No!” Jing Yan shook his head, looking perplexed at the Ninth Elder.

“Then are you perhaps from one of the larger cities?” the Ninth Elder asked again.

“That’s not it either, I am from the Jing Family of Donglin City,” Jing Yan replied.

“Donglin City?”

Everyone from the Zhang Family exchanged glances who didn’t have a clear memory of the name.

Donglin City was unfamiliar to them.

They knew about the major cities of Lanqu County, not to mention the First Level cities, even the Second Level cities they had at least heard of.

But Donglin City left them with no impression, which could only mean one thing, that Donglin City was a very small city, at most similar to Haofeng City, or perhaps even lesser.

At this moment, Jing Yan had an idea strike him, noticing a trace of disappointment on the Ninth Elder’s face.

What was going on?

Which city he came from as a martial artist, could it really be so crucial to the Zhang Family?

“Jing Yan, we are aware of the resources you gave to Zhang Yu.

These resources are vast in quantity, how could you have so many if you weren’t from a great family?” the Ninth Elder’s eyes pierced with curiosity.

Before they had concluded that Jing Yan possibly belonged to a affluent family lineage.

But now, according to Jing Yan, he hailed from Donglin City—a small city.

Even if its largest family could provide resources to their progeny, how much could it possibly be?