Chapter 119

After seeing Ye Chenjing off, Lin Meng locked the door and headed straight to the training room.

Since she couldn't sleep anyway, Lin Meng decided to practice cultivation for a while to pass the time.

Modern people have many forms of entertainment, but since she has chosen the path of cultivation, she should try to cut down on idle time, spending more of the time she would otherwise use scrolling videos and playing games on her practice.

Having made up her mind, Lin Meng came to the center of the training room and sat down.

Over the past few days she bought many daily necessities and also added some soft furnishings, which included a few especially soft cushions.

Sitting on the brand-new futon, Lin Meng thought for a moment and then took out the Yellow Dragon Pill.

This bottle contains a total of eight Yellow Dragon Pills, and taking one provides the spiritual energy needed for cultivation.

According to Ye Fan's explanation, the Yellow Dragon Pill is already a spirit pill surpassing ordinary mortal medicines; only cultivators who have reached the Qi Refining stage can withstand its spiritual energy, while ordinary mortals who take it risk bursting their bodies.

Lin Meng felt the streams of spiritual energy emanating from the pill and couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

She hadn't expected a pill containing spiritual energy to be so alluring; if she didn't trust Ye Fan, she would really think the pill had been laced with some high-tech trick to make it so attractive.

The next second, Lin Meng swallowed the pill in one gulp.

The moment it entered her mouth, the Yellow Dragon Pill instantly turned into a cool stream of qi that slid into her stomach.

As the medicinal power dissolved, Lin Meng quickly felt a great deal of spiritual energy appearing inside her body.

She hurriedly circulated the Qi Refining Technique to cultivate.

Unaware, the day turned from dark to light, and soon it was noon the next day…

Ye Chenjing directly set the trading location at the villa on the small island.

At lunchtime, people from the Herbal Medicine Association came to the door.

In a black, low-key sedan, besides the driver, there were three people seated.

Zhu Zhen Guo sat in the front passenger seat, glancing via the rearview mirror at the two senior leaders in the back seat; even at his age, he still dared not breathe loudly.

Chairman Yang Zhong looked sullen at the moment, occasionally shooting a resentful glance at the elderly lady beside him.

Elder Lady Fang Fang snorted coldly and gave Yang Zhong a sideways glance.

"Old man Yang, don't blame me for speaking up, but your position as president of the Herbal Medicine Association was only secured thanks to strong support from my Fang family. How come? Now that you have such a good medicinal materials channel, do you want to monopolize it?"

Although Yang Zhong and Fang Fang are roughly the same age, he dare not retort—not because he fears her, nor because, as she claims, his chairmanship depends entirely on the Fang family, but because this Divine Doctor Fang is a true heroine among women, already renowned as a divine doctor before the age of forty.

The Fang family is the foremost traditional Chinese medicine clan in the country; as the current head of the Fang family, Fang Fang is a top-tier figure in the entire TCM world, carrying more weight than his position as president of the Herbal Medicine Association.

Yang Zhong could only respond with a hollow laugh.

"Madam Fang, you overpraise me; I only just received this news myself, and I don't know the details—this is also my first time coming here, isn't it?"

Fang Fang rolled her eyes and got out of the car without waiting for the driver to open the door.

At that moment, Ye Chenjing was already waiting in the tea room.

Seeing the distinguished guests arrive, Xiao Chen immediately, following General Manager Ye's instructions, led the three elders to the villa's tea room.

Zhu Zhen Guo walked along, sighing with emotion.

"If we're talking about wealth, it's got to be Ye Xiangrong—just look at this grand villa, how imposing!"

"That's called a villa, you oaf," Wang Fang scoffed rudely.

Zhu Zhen Guo, lacking Chairman Yang's reservations, immediately burst out laughing upon hearing that:

"Sister Wang, I was just joking—how could I not know what a villa is? But speaking of which, if I remember correctly, weren't you almost married to Old Ye when you were young?"

As soon as those words were spoken, the expressions of the several people walking changed instantly.

Wang Fang immediately darkened her face.

"You surnamed Yang, rein in your oaf under you!"

Yang Zhong gave Zhu Zhen Guo a warning glare—this old troublemaker deserved the scolding; at his age, still acting like a greenhorn, is this something you can just joke about?

However, Yang Zhong then realized, and his thoughts began to stir.

How could he have forgotten that old matter? Back then, Wang Fang had indeed almost run off with Ye Xiangrong.

If that had come to pass, the Ye and Fang families would now truly be unmatched.

The little Chen leading the way up ahead had unconsciously slowed his pace.

Who would have thought that just showing the way would end up letting him overhear the old chairman's gossip!

In that case, does that elegant elderly lady behind them have had a love affair with their old chairman?

Good grief, he seems to have stumbled upon a huge secret!

The three were soon ushered into the tea room.

As a junior, Ye Chenjing observed proper etiquette.

Zhu Zhen Guo, as an old acquaintance, introduced both sides.

"This junior is the eldest grandson of Old Ye, named Ye Chenjing, and also the future successor of the Ye Group."

Zhu Zhen Guo then looked toward Ye Chenjing.

"This is our association's president, Chairman Yang Zhong, and this lady is Fang Fang, head of the Fang family of traditional Chinese medicine—I don't know if your old man has mentioned her to you……"

Zhu Zhen Guo spoke up again, earning a glare from Fang Fang.

Ye Chenjing greeted each of them in turn, without changing expression, giving Fang Fang an extra glance.

"The Fang family—wasn't that the marriage prospect my grandfather had when he was young?"

It is said that back then the Fang family favored the Ye family's wealth and wanted to arrange a marriage between the younger generations, but the old master, who championed free love, spoiled the plan.

The old master had already secretly developed feelings for the grandmother back then, so a marriage alliance with the Fang family naturally could not come to pass.

Although Fang Fang says she minds people bringing up the past, whenever she interacts with the Ye family she still can't help glancing at Ye Chenjing a little more.

The young man is far more handsome than his grandfather was back then, and in terms of demeanor and appearance, even she can't stop praising him.

Unconsciously, Fang Fang began to ponder deeply.

Back then the two families didn't succeed, which is indeed a pity; if we could pick up the bond in this generation, that might not be bad, right?

Ye Chenjing naturally noticed the Fang Family head's scrutinizing gaze; he spoke without changing his expression, getting straight to the point.

"Seniors, I have a few meetings this afternoon; the medicinal materials are here, you can discuss among yourselves."

When medicinal materials were mentioned, the three grew solemn; Fang Fang cast aside those trivial matters and warily stared at Yang Zhong and Zhu Zhen Guo.

Still five large baskets; Zhu Zhen Guo had seen them once before, so his surprise was much less this time.

But for Yang Zhong and Fang Fang, who were seeing such large baskets holding medicinal materials for the first time, the sight still frightened them.

Immediately after, one exclamation after another rang out.

Needless to say, those five baskets of medicinal materials shook the several old-timers who had weathered many storms and ought to have been unflappable, quite severely.

Suddenly, Yang Zhong seemed to have seen something astonishing; his old eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and after a gasp he sprang forward with lively steps to one of the baskets, trembling as he lifted an old, dried stalk of wild ginseng.

At the same time, Zhu Zhen Guo and Fang Fang were also startled by his action and both turned to look.

That glance almost stopped their hearts.

"Th-this this this this this..."

"Good grief, a thousand-year segment of wild ginseng?"

Fang Fang reacted first, rushing up to Ye Chenjing and shouting at the top of her lungs.

"Xiao Ye, for the sake of the past romance I had with your grandfather, you must sell this thousand-year wild ginseng to me today!"

Yang Zhong was greatly startled, and no longer cared about his status.

"Nonsense, when did Old Ye ever talk to you? This great treasure I saw first, so it must belong to the Chinese Medicine Association!"