"Jiang Chen, we are all part of the Jiang family. Yunhong is your clan brother—don't you think you've gone too far?"
Jiang Qianhe glared at Jiang Chen, anger simmering beneath his words as he looked at his stunned grandson.
Jiang Chen responded with a cold smile.
"Oh, so now you remember we're family? Where was that sentiment when you treated me so poorly at the Jiang residence? Where was your sense of family then? Or did you forget that you shouldn't go too far?"
He glanced dismissively at Jiang Yunhong. "Besides, it's Master Zhu who refused to take your grandson as a disciple. What does that have to do with me?"
"Exactly!" Zhu Mingyuan chimed in, nodding firmly.
He turned his stern gaze toward Jiang Qianhe. "Old man, I accepted you here out of respect for a mutual friend. But if you show any disrespect toward Master Jiang again, you'll regret it!"
Jiang Qianhe's face turned pale. With a cold snort, he grabbed his still-dazed grandson and quickly left.
Once they were gone, Zhu Mingyuan looked at Jiang Chen with a hint of nervousness.
"Master Jiang, about this matter—"
Jiang Chen raised a hand, cutting him off. "It's fine. I know it wasn't your fault."
Then, with a gleam in his eyes, he added, "Master Zhu, could I trouble you with something?"
"Of course, Master Jiang! Just say the word!" Zhu Mingyuan sighed in relief.
"Keep an eye on Jiang Yunhong. Make sure no alchemist in Lingyun City accepts him as a disciple," Jiang Chen ordered coldly, his eyes flashing with an icy light.
Jiang Yunhong's talent didn't pose any real threat to him. But Jiang Chen wasn't interested in letting him succeed. He wanted Jiang Yunhong to taste true despair.
After parting with Zhu Mingyuan, Jiang Chen had lunch at Tianxiang Restaurant and then made his way to Lingyun Martial Academy. As he approached the gate, he noticed a large crowd gathered, all buzzing with excitement.
Pushing through the throng, Jiang Chen soon discovered the cause of the commotion.
At the academy's entrance stood an ethereal beauty, dressed in white, perched gracefully atop the stone lion statue. Her delicate features and serene presence made her look like an otherworldly fairy, untouched by the mortal realm.
Suddenly, two system prompts echoed in Jiang Chen's mind.
[Ding! You have discovered the Supreme Yin Destiny Body, triggering Hundredfold Comprehension.]
[Ding! You have successfully comprehended the Ancient Profound Yang Pill!]
Jiang Chen's eyes widened in surprise as knowledge of the Ancient Profound Yang Pill flooded his mind. He now understood its ingredients, properties, and effects in perfect detail.
"So, the Ancient Profound Yang Pill can resolve the Supreme Yin Destiny Body?!" he muttered, stunned by the system's unexpected reward. This Hundredfold Comprehension truly worked wonders!
His thoughts were interrupted by the murmurs of the crowd.
"Isn't that Meng Qingxue, the number one beauty of Lingyun Martial Academy? She's the second-ranked genius on the Lingyun List. Why is she standing there like that?"
"Who knows? She's been there for a while, just waiting. It seems like she's expecting someone."
"Seriously? Who could be important enough to keep a genius beauty like Meng Qingxue waiting?"
Jiang Chen's gaze returned to the woman. So, this was Meng Qingxue—the academy's famed beauty and prodigy? And she possessed the rare and perilous Taiyin Destiny Body?
A curious glint appeared in his eyes. What was such a remarkable figure doing here, waiting so patiently?