The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 1338 - 1329: There’s Absolutely No Misunderstanding About Him

"Yunting, don’t worry. I can accompany you to Spiritual Medicine Valley. The Han Qing Pill can certainly be refined," Zhang Wenxuan gently comforted Jiang Yunting. As he looked at her, a trace of desire flickered across his eyes.

Jiang Yunting shook her head in disappointment and said, "It’s too late. The distance between Bei Yun City and Spiritual Medicine Valley is vast; it won’t take just a day or two to get there. The trip there and back may take more than a month."

Jiang Yunting knew that the members of the Cang Lang Mercenary Group afflicted by the heat poison only had less than a month left to live. If they couldn’t take the Han Qing Pill within this timeframe, those mercenary group members would surely die.

Zhao Hongli, lying there, had initially thought Wang Yongxing could refine the Han Qing Pill. That belief had been his only reason for enduring and staying here. Now that the refinement had completely failed, Zhao Hongli saw Wang Yongxing and the others as having framed his brother Ye Chenfeng. Although Zhao Hongli lacked the strength to confront Wang Yongxing and the others, he couldn’t bear to stay here and face these people anymore.

The wounded Zhao Hongli struggled to his feet. Seeing this, Jiang Yunting hurriedly said, "Brother Zhao, what are you doing? You need to lie down and rest."

Zhao Hongli, his voice somewhat cold, said, "Princess Yunting, since the Han Qing Pill couldn’t be refined, my brothers only have a few days left. I want to go talk to them properly."

After speaking, Zhao Hongli turned and left the room without looking back. Jiang Yunting hesitated for a moment. After informing Zhang Wenxuan briefly, she quickly followed Zhao Hongli.

After Zhao Hongli and Jiang Yunting left, Zhang Wenxuan turned to Wang Yongxing and said, "Predecessor Wang, is it that you truly cannot refine the Han Qing Pill, or did you deliberately fail?"

Wang Yongxing showed no anger at Zhang Wenxuan’s questioning. He smiled and said, "Wenxuan, there’s no need to hide in front of me. I see you’re all too eager for the Cang Lang Mercenary Group members to die. However, this time, I genuinely couldn’t refine the Han Qing Pill. The Han Qing Pill is an exceptionally rare type of First-grade Elixir. My chances of success in refining it were less than fifty percent."

Wang Yongxing then added, "Those in the Cang Lang Mercenary Group are small fry, but Ye Chenfeng—that kid—cannot be allowed to live. At his young age, he’s already comprehended Sword Intent and caused us such humiliation. If his strength ever catches up to ours, I’m afraid he’ll undoubtedly seek revenge."

The mere mention of Ye Chenfeng caused Zhang Wenxuan’s expression to turn grim. His hand clenched into a tight fist as he sneered, "Ye Chenfeng? While I don’t want him to grow stronger in the future, even if he does, so what? You are the esteemed Fifth Elder of Spiritual Medicine Valley, and I am the son of the Southern Yuan Dynasty’s Protector General."

"If that brat Ye Chenfeng dares to come after us in the future, then the two of us—with our combined forces—could crush him with a flick of a finger. Still, I can’t help feeling bitter that we nearly suffered significant losses to a mere Spirit Communication Realm boy this time."

Wang Yongxing patted Zhang Wenxuan on the shoulder and said, "Alright, Wenxuan, I need to prepare to return to Spiritual Medicine Valley. Based on the assessment results, Ye Chenfeng’s talent in alchemy is indeed extraordinary—perhaps even monstrous. If we were to let him join Spiritual Medicine Valley, he might even surpass our Valley Master. I need to come up with an even better explanation when I return."

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After leaving the room, Jiang Yunting followed Zhao Hongli all the way back to the Cang Lang Mercenary Group’s residence. As the two entered the hall, they saw Yu Haifeng from Spiritual Medicine Valley sitting in a chair.

Yu Haifeng frowned slightly when he saw Jiang Yunting. He was aware that Ye Chenfeng had saved Zhao Hongli, Jiang Yunting, and others previously, and Jiang Yunting’s actions left him greatly displeased. Yu Haifeng had immense confidence in his own judgment; he could tell Ye Chenfeng was no thief or schemer, so the accusations pinned on him by Wang Yongxing and the others were utterly baseless.

On the other hand, Yu Haifeng couldn’t help but admire Zhao Hongli for his forthright nature. Smiling warmly at Zhao Hongli, Yu Haifeng said, "Staying here is much more comfortable! Ye Chenfeng was my personally chosen disciple, yet it has come to this. I won’t let this matter rest. When I return to Spiritual Medicine Valley, I’ll seek justice for Ye Chenfeng."

Jiang Yunting’s expression darkened upon hearing Yu Haifeng’s words. However, Yu Haifeng remained indifferent to her attitude and continued, "So, has the Han Qing Pill been successfully refined? The Cang Lang Mercenary Group members suffering from heat poison now have it spreading wildly through their bodies, and they’re already unable to walk on their own."

Upon hearing this, despair flickered in Zhao Hongli’s eyes. He sighed deeply and said, "Ah! Predecessor Yu, the Han Qing Pill’s refinement has failed. I don’t know how to explain this to my brothers. Are we supposed to just watch them wait for death here?"

"Don’t worry, Brother Zhao. I’ll think of another solution for you," Jiang Yunting said, biting her lip.

Suddenly, a flash of insight crossed Zhao Hongli’s mind as he recalled Ye Chenfeng’s words to him. His storage ring glinted, and the wooden box Ye Chenfeng had given him appeared in his hands. Zhao Hongli said, "Predecessor Yu, Brother Chenfeng once told me that if even Wang Yongxing couldn’t refine the Han Qing Pill, I should open this box; he said it might surprise me."

After explaining a bit to Yu Haifeng, Zhao Hongli quickly opened the wooden box. Inside was a small white porcelain bottle along with a note. The note read: "Brother Zhao, here are ten Han Qing Pills as a gift. I hope they prove useful to you."

After reading Ye Chenfeng’s handwriting, Zhao Hongli’s hands began to tremble. Turning to Yu Haifeng, he said, "Predecessor Yu, could this really be the Han Qing Pills Brother Chenfeng left for me?"

Upon hearing Zhao Hongli’s words, Yu Haifeng immediately rose from his chair and said, "Let me see if these are truly Han Qing Pills."

Yu Haifeng took the porcelain bottle Zhao Hongli handed him. Upon opening the stopper, a wisp of rich elixir fragrance wafted out instantly.

Pouring out one of the pills, Yu Haifeng saw the radiant shimmer on its surface and sensed its concentrated medicinal potency. His entire body began to tremble with disbelief at what he was witnessing.

Noticing Yu Haifeng’s reaction, Zhao Hongli asked anxiously, "Predecessor Yu, is there something wrong with the pills?"

Yu Haifeng shook his head and said, "There’s absolutely no problem. These are supreme-quality Han Qing Pills! Even our Valley Master wouldn’t be able to produce pills of this caliber."

"Moreover, based on my years of experience in refining elixirs, these ten Han Qing Pills were most likely successfully refined within the past two days. In other words, there’s a ninety-percent chance these pills were crafted by Ye Chenfeng."

Upon voicing this guess, Yu Haifeng himself was startled. To him, these ten Han Qing Pills contained no impurities and boasted an unmatched medicinal potency. Even within Spiritual Medicine Valley, no one could refine Han Qing Pills of this standard.

After sharing his speculation, Jiang Yunting hurriedly shook her head, saying, "Impossible! Ye Chenfeng didn’t have any Red Lotus Trilife Grass on him. He couldn’t have had the Spirit Grass necessary to refine Han Qing Pills."

Yu Haifeng stared at Jiang Yunting’s flustered demeanor and responded coldly, "In the storage ring I gifted Ye Chenfeng, there were indeed several stalks of Red Lotus Trilife Grass."

"No wonder Ye Chenfeng’s compatibility with his fire essence reached one hundred percent. Considering all circumstances, it’s clear Ye Chenfeng—no, I should say Predecessor Ye—commands alchemy skills surpassing even our Valley Master."

"To possess such refining expertise at such a young age—it’s unthinkable. Predecessor Ye’s talent in alchemy is undoubtedly monstrous. Tell me: would someone capable of creating Han Qing Pills of this caliber, and casually gifting them away, covet Wang Yongxing’s so-called second-grade elixirs?"

"I can now confirm with absolute certainty that Predecessor Ye was framed by Wang Yongxing and the others."

Jiang Yunting’s face turned ashen as she listened to Yu Haifeng’s analysis. Had she really misunderstood Ye Chenfeng?

Her steps faltered as she walked out of the hall, unable to bear staying any longer. But once she’d left the Cang Lang Mercenary Group’s residence, her expression began to recover. Gritting her teeth, she firmly said, "I didn’t misunderstand Ye Chenfeng. I absolutely did not!"

Ultimately, Jiang Yunting succumbed to self-deception to convince herself.

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