Published: March 3, 2025
Chapter 307: The Inheritance in Hand (Two-in-One Chapter)
"May I ask if Friend Huang can help Liu with this favor, allowing me to take a look at the alchemical pill refining heritage from the Huang family's pill workshop?"
The words were phrased as a request, but the tone was anything but.
With the prestige of having slain two foundation establishment cultivators and the momentum of the Chu State capturing Ancient Rampart City, Liu Yu exuded an air of superiority, with a hint of threat in his words.
"Hmm..."
Huang An fell silent upon hearing this.
Having lived for so many years, how could he not understand the underlying meaning of the other party's words?
For some inexplicable reason, Huang An suddenly felt a strong sense of humiliation.
Under normal circumstances, he was a dignified second-rank alchemist, a respected foundation establishment cultivator, and he independently managed a shop with generous spending.
Who wouldn’t look at him with a certain admiration?
But now, from Liu Yu's words, he sensed disdain, threat, and humiliation.
Huang An wanted to erupt in anger and retaliate fiercely, making the person before him deeply regret it!
But he ultimately didn’t dare; he wouldn’t joke with his own life.
Because he was no longer alone; behind him stood his dao partner and children who needed his protection. If he were to fall hastily, it would likely bring disaster to his family.
The skies above Ancient Rampart City had ultimately changed.
Past relationships had completely lost their effectiveness, and at this moment, Huang An deeply recognized this fact.
"What now?"
"Friend Huang wouldn’t deny Liu such a small wish, would he?"
"That would be quite disappointing."
Liu Yu feigned a sigh, his expression filled with regret.
After a pause, he continued, "However, if Friend Huang is unwilling, I won’t force it."
"We still have the alliance's orders to uphold, and we cannot continue to chat idly."
"We need to search this area thoroughly to see if there are any rogue cultivators of the White Cloud Temple hiding!"
After speaking, Liu Yu gave Huang An a meaningful look, emphasizing the phrase "rogue cultivators," clearly with a deeper intention.
Jiang Qiushui and Yan Kai, having heard this, subtly stepped forward, their attitudes unmistakable.
As cultivators from the Yuan Yang Sect, a major sect, they naturally felt a sense of superiority when facing cultivators from smaller factions or loose cultivators.
This was the pride of disciples from a sect with orderly inheritance and abundant resources.
It was precisely because of this pride that it was difficult to cultivate a genuine sense of recognition when facing non-sect cultivators.
They shared an unspoken understanding that would instinctively suppress non-sect cultivators, unwilling to see them rise.
These vested interests faced the subconscious attitudes toward these "grassroots" individuals.
Huang An's face turned grim upon hearing this, his fists clenched tightly inside his sleeves, yet he could only helplessly relax them.
Because he had witnessed Liu Yu's strength firsthand; the image of Liu Yu forcefully slaying the wolf-faced male cultivator was still fresh in his mind.
The protective formations around the Huang family's pill workshop were still operational, but they offered him no sense of security.
Moreover, these three were backed by the Yuan Yang Sect of the Chu State.
Under the eaves, one must bow their head!
Huang An’s mind raced with various thoughts, but in the end, he could only let out a resigned sigh and smile awkwardly, "What’s the harm?"
"The three of you have come to my aid, and I have no way to repay you. This mere alchemical pill refining heritage is nothing to speak of!"
"Since you are interested in the art of pill refining, feel free to take a look!"
After saying this, he feigned bravado and took out two jade slips, opening the formation to allow a shop assistant to deliver them.
As the stronger party in terms of both power and status, Liu Yu didn’t need to pretend to be courteous or overly considerate of the other party's feelings.