Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend

Chapter 861: Chapter 730: Fine Wine Meets Kindred Spirits, Reinforcements Arrive

Upon learning that Long Baobao was captured, Ye Lingyue and Feng Xun were burning with anxiety, and without considering Nan Jiu and Chong Treasure any further, they immediately headed to the City Lord’s Mansion.

”Amitabha Buddha, troubles indeed come one after another.”

Nan Jiu’s expression was calm, without any intention of intervening.

Among the Nine Sects, the Hunyuan Sect is considered the largest. The relationship between An Qiniang and An Yang, Nan Jiu had some vague knowledge of it.

In fact, An Yang was not An Qiniang’s biological nephew; he was the grandson of An Qiniang’s wet nurse.

Although An Qiniang was the daughter of the Sect Leader of the Hunyuan Sect, her mother came from a humble background. She was born after the Sect Leader of the Hunyuan Sect drunkenly favored an unattractive foot-washing maid.

An Qiniang inherited her mother’s appearance, with yellow hair and a large face, which the Sect Leader disliked at first sight.

Since then, she and her mother were neglected, and her mother died in the Hunyuan Sect’s firewood room just after she was full moon.

At that time, An Yang’s mother had just given birth, and seeing An Qiniang pitiful, she decided to breastfeed her.

When An Qiniang grew up, she recognized her remarkable talent for refining martial arts, which earned her the Sect Leader’s attention. Eventually, she was promised to Great Elder Chang Luo.

An Qiniang, due to her health condition, was unable to bear children, so she adopted the grandson of the wet nurse who had raised her, treating him as her own child and raising him as a nephew.

This time, when An Yang came to Sifang City, An Qiniang had great expectations for him. Who would have thought that An Yang would die so unexpectedly here?

An Qiniang’s temper was notorious among the Three Sects and Nine Schools; her cultivation was even higher than Great Elder Chang Luo’s.

Long Baobao and Ye Lingyue had offended her, and this time, they were likely facing grave danger.

Though Nan Jiu had some old acquaintances with Long Huai, it wasn’t enough to make him risk offending An Qiniang and her husband, especially since Yue Mei from the Yaochi Immortal Pavilion was involved.

”Master, are you really not going to help them?”

Chong Treasure shook its antennae.

”Oh? You’ve only known them for a day or two, and you’re already siding with outsiders?” Nan Jiu asked casually.

He grabbed a handful of roasted peanuts from the desk, chewing a few.

”That’s not it, Chong Treasure just feels that the bad woman doesn’t seem all that bad. Plus, she somewhat resembles my idol,” Chong Treasure thought of its crush and felt a bit down.

It desperately wanted to return to the Divine Hall soon.

”You can’t judge people by their looks. But indeed, this young girl’s brewing skills are quite impressive,” Nan Jiu glanced at the cup of wine Ye Lingyue had left on the table.

Though halfway through negotiations with Ye Lingyue, he shouldn’t have drunk the wine.

However, the wine was too tempting.

Unable to resist, Nan Jiu picked up the cup and took a sip.

After that sip, Nan Jiu paused, staring blankly at the wine in his hand.

”How is it? Master, does this wine taste good? Chong Treasure wants to try a sip as well.” Chong Treasure wriggled its body, trying to get closer to the wine.

Unexpectedly, something suddenly fell from above.

It was a drop of water, salty—tears.

Nan Jiu’s eyes were slightly damp.

The master cried?

Did he cry because of the wine?

Chong Treasure was puzzled.

”It truly is a world-class rarity. Well, well. True friendship warrants a thousand cups. If that young girl faces any mishap, I, as a monk, won’t have a chance to drink such exquisite wine again in this lifetime. Just for this cup of wine, I suppose these old bones should move. Chong Treasure, let’s pay our old friends from the Hunyuan Sect a visit.”

After he finished speaking, Namo Monk laughed heartily, and with swiftness, his saffron monk robes disappeared like clouds from the Four Directions Tavern.

Only the empty wine cup remained on the table.

Ye Lingyue and Feng Xun went to the City Lord’s Mansion.

However, they were disappointed to be told by the Dong Envoy that the City Lord was currently in closed cultivation and couldn’t greet them.

”Dong Envoy, Long Baobao was seized by the Hunyuan Sect, and he’s in grave danger. They’ve committed crimes in Sifang City. Won’t the City Lord’s Mansion intervene?” Ye Lingyue questioned.

”Miss Hei Yue, Sifang City is solely hosting the World’s First Refining. Personal grievances among participants are not the concern of the City Lord’s Mansion. Even if something does occur, you must wait until the City Lord has finished his cultivation for him to decide,” Dong Envoy’s answer left Ye Lingyue quite disheartened.

The Sifang City Lord’s cultivation was timed to conclude only on the day of the World’s First Refining.

But right now, Long Baobao was in immediate peril.

”Dong Envoy, since you’ve clarified the situation, I’ll say this upfront—this is between me and the Hunyuan Sect. If anything goes wrong, I hope the City Lord’s Mansion will refrain from intervening,” Ye Lingyue said, then turned coldly to leave.

”These young people are so reckless. Do they really think achieving third place means they can stand against such a major sect as the Hunyuan Sect?” Dong Envoy shook her head.

Just as she turned, she noticed someone standing behind her.

Upon recognizing the visitor, Dong Envoy froze and quickly bowed.

”Lord Zitang.”

It was Zitang Su, who had been at the City Lord’s Mansion for quite a while but rarely showed himself.

Zitang Su stood tall and looked in the direction where Ye Lingyue had left.

”Lord Zitang, I’m sorry for disturbing your quiet cultivation. A contestant in the World’s First Refining had a conflict with someone from the Hunyuan Sect.”

After Dong Envoy explained, she felt she had said something unnecessary.

There have been many rumors about this young lord within the City Lord’s Mansion.

It’s said he has a poor memory.

He often gets lost in the City Lord’s Mansion, and doesn’t like women; only male attendants can serve him.

However, according to his male attendant, he’s served this lord for several days, yet the lord still doesn’t remember his name.

Lord Zitang was probably just passing by; how could he care about a conflict between contestants and the Hunyuan Sect?

Let alone, he likely hasn’t even met the contestant.

As Dong Envoy pondered, Zitang Su suddenly stepped out, heading in the direction where Ye Lingyue had earlier departed, towards where the Hunyuan Sect was staying.

”Lord Zitang?”

Dong Envoy was surprised and thought, could it be possible; did Lord Zitang really intend to...

Dong Envoy’s astonishment didn’t last long, as Zitang Su suddenly turned and walked back.

Dong Envoy breathed a sigh of relief, realizing perhaps she was overthinking.

Zitang Su from Lonely Moon Sea was unlikely to meddle in such matters.

Dong Envoy didn’t notice that at the moment Zitang Su stepped, a brilliant yellow silhouette flashed across the sky above Sifang City, racing toward the inn where the Hunyuan Sect was staying.