Chapter 19

Heng Family East Garden.

"... 18956, 18957..."

Heng Xian was still practicing his sword; during this time, the sword had become a part of his life.

A Gou and Ling Feng and others had already followed Heng De to seek the Holy Pill.

Lan Xiang had run to the front to watch the "Pill Medicine Assembly."

In the courtyard, only Su Wan'er was there to keep him company, sitting quietly to the side, holding a copy of "Heng Xian's Poetry Collection,"

reciting it tirelessly while occasionally looking at Heng Xian with admiration.

My young master is truly... super strong!

Just then, Lan Xiang ran into the courtyard in a panic: "It's bad, Young Master, we're finished!"

Su Wan'er stood up hurriedly: "What happened?"

Lan Xiang's small face was pale: "The, the Pill Medicine Assembly, testing five types of pills, the Small Returning Pill and Body Refining Pill have already been refined.

Heng Qiang and Heng Xiaolin were too excited and burned them; only Heng An refined one low-grade pill.

The Ye, Xiao, Li, and Sun families are ranked in the top four, and our Heng Family's ranking twice... is fourteenth!"

"Ah?" Su Wan'er was shocked and looked at Heng Xian, "This..."

Heng Xian didn't even turn his head, too lazy to even speak.

Through his contact during this time, he discovered that the group of people in the Heng Family were sensitive, inferior, and worried about gains and losses.

Simply put, they were a bit cowardly.

Being ranked last was no surprise!

"I'll go take another look." Lan Xiang ran back like the wind.

By the time Lan Xiang ran back to the side of the "Pill Medicine Assembly."

The third round of the examination had already ended!

It was just that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

The old alchemist with the white beard was announcing the rankings:

"The third round is the White Dew Pill.

The Ye Family has two medium-grade and one high-grade, first place.

The Xiao Family has three medium-grade, second place overall.

The Li Family is third...

The Sun Family is fourth...

The Xue Family is seventh...

The Heng Family is eighteenth; all three are inferior quality, already scorched, unable to refine even the most basic low-grade!

Truly... rotten wood cannot be carved!"

"Pfft—" The princess Jiang Ziyi beside him couldn't help but laugh out loud.

A burst of laughter erupted all around.

The camps of the Ye, Xiao, and Li families were full of mockery.

The Xue family members clapped their armrests while laughing, wishing they could jump up and spit on them.

In contrast, the Heng Family camp was collectively silent.

Old Master Heng Xiu looked up at the sky, his gray beard swaying in the wind, looking slightly desolate.

A group of Heng Family elders lowered their heads and sighed, their faces full of sorrow.

The juniors clenched their fists, gnashing their teeth.

What a great humiliation!

As the host, with such a low ranking, the entire Heng Family couldn't lift their heads.

Heng Wei endured and endured, but couldn't help it, pointing at the three Heng Family alchemists on the platform: "What are you three doing? Do you still want the family's glory?

Do you still want the family's face? Don't you feel ashamed? Just letting people make a joke of us like this?"

The three Heng Family alchemists turned pale, terrified and uneasy.

"Hmm?" The old alchemist with the white beard looked over: "What do you mean by this? Shouting and yelling, does my Pill Refining Alliance have any unfairness?"

Heng Wei paused and hurriedly put on a smiling face: "Old Mo, this nephew didn't mean that!"

Old Mo with the white beard stopped talking.

"Sit down!" Heng Xiu shouted angrily.

Heng Wei looked embarrassed and sat down obediently.

Old Master Heng Xiu then lowered his voice: "Heng Wei, you are confused. Heng Qiang and the others are desperately trying to prove themselves, the pressure is too great!

With you shouting like this, how can they refine pills next?"

"This..." Heng Wei was speechless.

At this time, the thin alchemist announced again: "Fourth round, Yuan-Returning Pill, examination begins!"

Heng Wei's eyes lit up: "Our family is good at this pill!"

East Garden, Heng Xian had finished practicing his sword.

He was just drawing a bucket of ice-cold water from the well to pour over himself.

Su Wan'er's face flushed slightly as she watched: "Young Master, shall I play the flute for you?"

Heng Xian paused: "I will let you know the true meaning of playing the flute sooner or later!"

"Really? That's great!" Su Wan'er said happily, "I will always follow Young Master from now on. Whatever Young Master teaches me about playing the flute, that's how I'll play!

I really love playing the flute!"

Heng Xian rubbed his temples, damn!

Just then, another dry shout came from outside.

Heng Xian looked out: "Lan Xiang, if you shout like that again, I'll throw you into the well!"

"Young Master..." The person outside rushed into the courtyard, but it wasn't Lan Xiang, but the cross-eyed A Gou.

Only he was covered in blood, in a sorry state.

Heng Xian frowned: "Weren't you accompanying the Second Master to seek the Holy Pill? What happened?"

A Gou pointed outside, spitting blood: "W-we were on our way back, ambushed by a group of masked men outside the city. The Second Master, the Second Master is dying!"

Su Wan'er was so scared she cried out "Woo."

Heng Xian's scalp exploded, grabbing A Gou by the neck: "Where are they?"

A Gou replied with difficulty: "West City Gate!"

"Someone, take A Gou for treatment, gather all the retainers, and follow me!"

Heng Xian tried hard to suppress the unease in his heart, gave orders one by one, and then strode out the door.

Forty or so retainers appeared from afar one after another, following behind.

The group left the Heng Family and headed straight for the West City Gate.

By the time they arrived, the entire city gate was already surrounded by people watching the excitement.

Heng Xian pushed through the crowd and looked inside; even though he prided himself on having a firm mind, his breathing became unstable.

He saw that in the crowd, Ling Feng, covered in blood, was holding the bloody Heng De, desperately calling for help.

Seeing Heng Xian, Ling Feng cried out with a hoarse voice: "Young Master, the Second Master is dying..."

Heng Xian immediately walked in, grabbed Heng De's bloody hand, and opened the "Profound Yellow Heavenly Hexagram": "Can he be saved?"

Although his soul wasn't his biological father, in this world, he was helpless, and only this fat man truly cared for him.

Hexagram answer: 【Not many fatal wounds, the patient must not be jolted, suggest immediately carrying him home to settle him, ask someone who knows medicine to stop the bleeding and treat him, there is a fifty percent chance of saving him!】

Heng Xian immediately carried Heng De on his back and ordered coldly: "Dispatch the Heng Family elite to track down the assassins, and invite the best pill doctor in the city to my East Garden!"

"Yes!" The retainers immediately agreed.

Heng Xian carried Heng De on his back and ran straight home.

Blood dripped all the way along the path.

The roadside was full of people; those who knew Heng Xian no longer felt disgust or mocked him.

At least at this moment, he was a filial son!

Heng Xian's pace was fast, and he kept comforting him: "Old man, don't sleep, we'll be home soon..."

Seeming to hear his voice, Heng De raised his right hand with difficulty, clutching a small box tightly: "Holy... Shengxu Snow Mountain... sought... pill... my son's cultivation... father is going!"

"Starting to get sentimental, are you?" Heng Xian took the box, his nose sour, "Who needs your damn pill, your son will become a god in minutes!"

Heng De's body slowly went limp.

Heng Xian immediately shouted: "Don't sleep! You still have a beautiful wife practicing in the Da Luo Holy Sect, and such a handsome, promising son,

if you don't want your wife to remarry and your son to call someone else father, stay awake!"

This sentence was indeed effective, Heng De's body stiffened: "I... can still... hold on for a while... your mother's figure is really good..."

Heng Xian: "..."

By the time they finally rushed back to the East Garden.

The pill doctors in the city and the Heng Family's healers had also arrived and immediately began treating Heng De.

Heng Xian pulled Ling Feng out: "What happened?"

Ling Feng was also injured and said with difficulty: "We spent a day and a night rushing to Shengxu Snow Mountain.

The Second Master climbed to the Shengxu Palace to beg the Shengxu True Person for medicine, spending a full five million low-quality spirit crystals, and knelt for three days and three nights,

learning to bark like a dog, running naked, swimming, almost tortured to death.

Finally, the Shengxu True Person had guests, so he casually rewarded us with a pill and told us to get lost!

We rushed back overnight, only to be intercepted and killed by a group of masked men ambushing us outside the city gate!"

"Shengxu Snow Mountain..."

Heng Xian asked: "Who are those masked men, can you guess?"

Ling Feng said: "The Second Master has no enemies, it's one hundred percent the Ye, Xiao, and Li families!"

"Ye, Xiao, Li..." Heng Xian nodded.

At this time, a Heng Family healer came out of the room: "The Second Master's life is saved, but he needs some pills, I have to go to the market to get them!"

Saying this, he left in a hurry.

Heng Xian and Ling Feng both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young Master, Young Master!" Lan Xiang happened to run back from outside the courtyard again, "The fourth round of the Yuan-Returning Pill examination is over, our Heng Family got seventeenth place, we're definitely going to lose!"

"Pill refining? Ye, Xiao, Li?"

Heng Xian glanced at his father's room, then looked in the direction of the "Pill Medicine Assembly," and suddenly strode over.

Su Wan'er, Ling Feng, and Lan Xiang were all shocked: "Where is the Young Master going?"

"To refine pills!"

(End of chapter)