Chapter 402: If You’re Told to Be a Dog, You Bark
RING RING RING!
In the Mu Family’s estate in the Central State, a cell phone began to ring inside a specially-made prison cell.
Yan Qingshan glanced at the caller ID, then placed the phone in front of Yan Duo—whose limbs had been crippled and who was wrapped up like a mummy. "You know what to say, right?"
"Rest assured, Master. I understand." Yan Duo was now one of Yan Qingshan’s slaves.
Yan Qingshan had learned the art of Soul Control from Jiang Xinghai and was putting it to good use.
The call connected.
"Du’Er, tell your grandpa all about your current situation." Yan Haifeng’s eyes were filled with anticipation, but at the same time, he was worried about the stubborn illness plaguing his young wife.
"Grandpa, everything is fine. Since the three grand-uncles arrived, the Mu Family and Divine Doctor Jiang have treated us with courtesy. The three of them even received a Gathering Essence Pill and are now in seclusion cultivating at the Mu Family’s estate," Yan Duo explained in detail.
"Gathering Essence Pills!" Yan Haifeng was completely stunned when he heard this.
"That’s right, the very same Gathering Essence Pill that all practitioners of Martial Arts yearn for." Yan Duo had only heard that Jiang Xinghai was going to concoct Gathering Essence Pills; he hadn’t seen them himself, so he was just feeding his grandfather a line.
SLAP!
A heavy slap instantly landed across Yan Duo’s face.
Yan Qingshan glared at Yan Duo like a tiger stalking its prey, wishing he could just kill the man.
"I..." Yan Duo’s heart leaped into his throat as he realized he had misspoken.
"Du’Er, what’s wrong?" Yan Haifeng asked in alarm from the other end of the line.
Yan Duo forced himself to explain, "I’m fine, Grandpa. It’s just... my wrist hurts a little."
His four limbs were gone—what wrist did he have left to hurt?
"Let’s talk about the Gathering Essence Pills first," Yan Haifeng said, his voice now urgent.
Yan Duo glanced at Yan Qingshan. Only after receiving a look of permission did he say, "They were concocted by Divine Doctor Jiang."
"Divine Doctor Jiang truly lives up to his reputation! Du’Er, you must invite him to our Yan Family at once!" Yan Haifeng was so excited he was becoming incoherent. "Even if you have to act like his dog, just bark a few times for him! Just get him to come, quickly!"
"Grandpa, Divine Doctor Jiang is also in seclusion," Yan Duo said, troubled.
"Well..."
Yan Haifeng suppressed his excitement. Thinking about how his young wife only had a month left to live, and how his three younger brothers were also cultivating in seclusion at the Mu Family’s estate, he weighed his options and said, "Within half a month... that should be fine, right?"
Yan Duo looked at Yan Qingshan again, then said, "Half a month is no problem at all."
"In that case, Grandpa will wait for half a month. During this time, you must serve Divine Doctor Jiang like a proper grandson. There can be no mistakes," Yan Haifeng commanded.
Hearing this, Yan Duo wanted to burst out crying.
’If Jiang Xinghai wouldn’t kill me, I’d be willing to be his great-grandson!’
After the call ended, Yan Duo looked pleadingly at Yan Qingshan.
"Kid, you’re my slave now. With a single thought, I can make you die a violent death. If you spout nonsense again, I’ll ask the Master for permission to slaughter you." Yan Qingshan took the phone and left.
Outside the door, there were people assigned specifically to watch Yan Duo.
Yan Duo now felt like crying but had no tears. Though he still hated these people deep down, ever since becoming Yan Qingshan’s slave, his mind was wracked with piercing pain the moment he even began to feel a hint of hatred.
Even the slightest trace of defiance would result in Yan Qingshan crushing his mind.
「Night fell.」
At the Mu Family’s Alchemy Room, Jiang Xinghai was concocting his fifth batch of pills.
The first four batches had yielded a little over two hundred and eighty pills. After distributing them to the injured, very few were left.
This fifth batch, he was preparing for Shen Lingxue and the others close to him.
At 7:00 PM, Jiang Xinghai finished concocting a sixth batch of pills before finally stopping.
All the medicinal ingredients had been used up. Even if he wanted to concoct more, there were no materials left.
He would keep this batch of pills on him for emergencies.
At 8:00 PM, everyone was seated for a banquet.
Jiang Xinghai stepped forward, looked at everyone present, and nodded to each of them in thanks. "Everything I want to say is in this wine."
He downed three cups of wine in a row, then said, "I want to thank you for your efforts during the days I was in secluded cultivation. These are Gathering Essence Pills. One for each of you. They can not only heal your injuries but also improve your cultivation."
As he spoke, he held up a plastic bag containing nearly three hundred Gathering Essence Pills.
Instantly, everyone was stunned.
These people included clan members from the Mu, Lv, Qiu, and Li Families, as well as the group from the Martial Arts Department. All of them were utterly shocked.
Gathering Essence Pills!
For practitioners of Martial Arts, this kind of priceless, off-the-market pill was simply too precious.
As Yan Qingshan and the others personally distributed the pills, each person received one, cradling it as if it were a priceless treasure, their eyes filled with gratitude.
They had never imagined that protecting Jiang Xinghai would lead to such a great opportunity.
"To think Divine Doctor Jiang is also an Alchemist... I’m so impressed," said Leng Ning, her eyes shimmering.
Chuchu was even more delighted.
The other women, including Li Huanyan and Lv Que, all looked completely infatuated.
However, Jiang Xinghai simply smiled back before reaching out and pulling Shen Lingxue into his arms. "Everyone, please, continue eating."
’He really knows how to please me,’ Shen Lingxue thought with a private smile.
In front of everyone, she leaned close to Jiang Xinghai’s ear and whispered, "You’re getting a reward tonight."
"Is that a good idea?" Jiang Xinghai knew Shen Lingxue was already pregnant.