Without Ling Piaomu by his side, Jiang Qi didn’t feel remotely shy, yelling into the phone several times in a row.
Watching his irritating behavior, Gu Xiyue remained silent, really wanting to smack the phone right onto his face.
The exterior of the Medical Alliance’s buildings was all designed in an ancient style, while the interiors were modern.
Following the location on his smartphone, Fu Xiyan arrived at a courtyard after a short while. He had seen this courtyard on the map of the Medical Alliance before—it seemed to belong to Yue Xi, the Head of the Ancient Medicine Department.
Both contained the character for "moon"; even if they weren’t the same person, they must be related somehow.
There were guards outside the courtyard. To avoid startling them, Fu Xiyan scaled the wall to enter.
Being a Fifth-order Ancient Martial Artist now, those guards couldn’t detect him at all.
To put it more precisely, as long as Fu Xiyan wanted to stay hidden, nobody in the entire Medical Alliance could find him, since the highest cultivation level among the ancient martial artists in the Medical Alliance was only the peak of the Fourth-order. Therefore, Fu Xiyan wasn’t worried about being discovered at all.
As soon as he vaulted into the courtyard, Fu Xiyan spotted a familiar figure. A flash of surprise crossed the depths of his eyes as he stepped towards that person.
Before he got close, he saw another man by her side, sporting purple hair and leaning in close, doing something that was quite bothersome to look at, whatever it was.
As Fu Xiyan got closer, he could make out their conversation.
Gu Xiyue didn’t speak, but the man kept calling out "wife" incessantly.
Fu Xiyan felt a tightness in his chest, listening to the man’s incessant wife-calling. He really wanted to punch the man’s head in.
Before Fu Xiyan could act, Jiang Qi let out a pained scream.
"Mumu has hung up, you can get lost now." Gu Xiyue, annoyed by Jiang Qi’s noise, kicked him in the shin without hesitation, and looked at him with a cold face.
Jiang Qi looked miserably at Gu Xiyue, "It hurts."
Gu Xiyue glanced at him indifferently and said, "There’s more pain where that came from, want to try it?"
Upon hearing that, Jiang Qi instinctively backed away several steps, distancing himself from Gu Xiyue.
Seeing this, Gu Xiyue flipped the phone in her hand and pocketed it, intending to walk toward the courtyard’s main entrance, when she sensed someone nearby.
She paused momentarily and swept her gaze toward the person.
Upon recognizing him, Gu Xiyue was slightly taken aback.
It was him? What was he doing here?
"Hey, who are you? Who let you in here?" Noticing a stranger and one who appeared in the boss’s courtyard at that, looking like he was up to no good, Jiang Qi immediately asked.
No sooner had Jiang Qi spoken than the stranger moved, a Vital Energy emanating from his whole body and striking directly at him.
Seeing this, Jiang Qi’s pupils shrank, and he quickly mobilized the scant Vital Energy he had restored from his training to block Fu Xiyan’s strike.
Along with a loud explosion, Shadow Court, where the ground had just been filled in the day before, was blasted open once again, creating a pit, and thick smoke billowed throughout the courtyard in an instant.
Tang Yichen had just pushed Jin Cengran to the entrance when he witnessed the scene.
A Vermilion Pill for refining might explode the furnace, but would refining a pill meant for internal injuries cause an explosion too?
Jin Cengran was also staring blankly at the scene before him, momentarily at a loss for words. Two thoughts crossed his mind in quick succession.
First thought: Are they refining pills or manufacturing bombs?
Second thought: Did the alchemy fail?
Looking at the mess in the courtyard, Jin Cengran instinctively thought the alchemy had failed.
After all, the scene of Ling Yilin’s alchemy failure was , even more of a disaster than the current scene.
At least the girl from before was clean and unhurt, unlike Ling Yilin—his failures not only blew up the furnace and the pill room but also himself.
Lost in thought, Jin Cengran felt a burning sensation on his chest and was jolted back to reality.
A spark on his chest?
With that thought, Jin Cengran quickly looked down and brushed off his chest.