Many who witnessed his state immediately understood what had transpired. Some who looked at Wu Zhiliang were filled with anger; they were of the same clan, essentially family.
This act of turning one's hand against one's own brother, even aiming for his life, was something no one could accept. Wu Zhiguo walked back and sat down in his original spot, staring coldly at Wu Zhiliang.
Seventh Uncle’s investigation was swift and incredibly thorough. This evidence was even more compelling than the video from that woman; it contained numerous company certifications.
In fact, Seventh Uncle had already been investigating the starlet before Wu Zhiguo even made the call. Wu Sheng also sensed something was amiss and had commissioned Seventh Uncle to look into the matter.
As soon as Wu Zhiguo pointed the finger at Wu Zhiliang, the evidence was immediately secured. Anything pertaining to the company, Seventh Uncle could obtain with incredible speed.
Once this material arrived, Seventh Uncle promptly compiled it and faxed everything over. Whether these copies were originals was irrelevant; what mattered were the records and data they contained.
This evidence was sufficient to prove everything Wu Zhiliang had done. Huang Hai and Li Ya did not linger long at the Wu residence; they had merely come to deliver the evidence.
Everything else was an internal family affair, making it inconvenient for them to be involved further. As they departed, both couldn't help but sigh.
Thank heavens they were not part of some powerful, sprawling clan, spared from these internal dynastic struggles. Li Ya had succeeded through her own efforts, and Huang Hai had achieved his current standing through sheer hard work.
In this regard, the two men were quite alike. After leaving the Wu family estate, the pair rushed to the hotel, where Su Zhantao was still waiting.
So much had happened in a single day, keeping them all relentlessly busy, causing their ongoing work to pile up. However, this also demonstrated how highly they valued their friendships.
Birds of a feather flock together; otherwise, it was unlikely these few individuals would have gathered at all. Emerging from Longcheng’s villa, Zhang Yang headed straight home.
A trip to the Southern Border was unavoidable. But exactly what dangers lay hidden on that journey, Zhang Yang didn't know; he needed to prepare meticulously.
Fortunately, Long Feng had already returned, bringing not only an extra pair of hands but also a substantial amount of medicinal supplies. With this cache of medicine, his preparations would be much easier.
When he arrived home, Long Feng was cultivating alone. Seeing Zhang Yang return, he wordlessly led him to the garage.
Zhang Yang had purchased every available garage space in the complex, so concerns about storage space were moot. Long Feng had procured a vast quantity of drugs, mostly rare and precious ones, which naturally came with a steep price tag.
This time, Long Feng had spent upwards of tens of millions on Zhang Yang’s behalf. An entire vehicle's worth of Chinese herbs costing tens of millions—the value was indeed substantial.
Carefully examining everything Long Feng had brought, a smile instantly spread across Zhang Yang’s face. Long Feng had returned with even more and better supplies than he had anticipated.
These herbs meant he would not have to worry about sourcing ingredients for his elixirs for at least a year. “Good, excellent work, Long Feng!
You’ve earned a great merit this time. You’ll get your share of the resulting spiritual elixirs!” Zhang Yang said with a chuckle.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lightning on his shoulder and Wuying in his bag cried out, seemingly demanding acknowledgment for their contribution and a share of the spiritual medicine. Zhang Yang laughed even harder, appeased the two little ones briefly, and then took the supplies back.
With such a large quantity of medicine, it was impossible to move it all inside at once. Storing it perpetually in the garage wasn't ideal either.
Zhang Yang took out only what he needed immediately, and had Long Feng transport the rest to the small villa he had purchased. He hadn't yet moved into the newly bought villa, but it was perfectly suitable for temporary storage.
The medicines Zhang Yang kept behind included formulations for detoxification, malaria prevention, and warding off snakes and insects. The medicines Zhang Yang personally compounded were, arguably, the most effective of their kind.
At his current level, Zhang Yang possessed absolute confidence; the lineage of the Medical Sage was already renowned for its compounding skills. In the past, many masters of Inner Strength had traveled far seeking their expertise for compounding medicine.
After Long Feng left, Zhang Yang returned to his room and released Lightning to guard him. Before long, he had compounded several of the necessary medicines for the Southern Border trip, including remedies for staunching blood flow and alleviating pain.
Having finished these preparations, Zhang Yang hesitated momentarily, then drew a jade bottle from his person. Inside rested the essence blood of a Spirit Ape—the purest form, offered without resistance, making its efficacy maximized.
He didn't know what dangers awaited him in the Southern Border. If he could boost his strength beforehand, it was best to do so first.
That region was a place where even peak masters of the fourth layer of Inner Strength needed to tread carefully; they too could easily meet their end there. He hadn't compounded this essence blood previously because a key ingredient was missing, but Long Feng had now procured those missing components.
This bottle of essence blood could now finally be used to create the Essence Blood Pills. Zhang Yang glanced back one more time at the materials Long Feng had brought, then picked up his medicine furnace, his face resolute.
The quality of the medicinal materials Long Feng brought this time was superb, exceeding Zhang Yang’s expectations; this was the best raw material he could currently obtain. It was a case of all necessary elements being present, even the ‘east wind’ was here; there was no need to hold back this bottle of essence blood any longer.
Only by compounding it into Essence Blood Pills could this essence blood realize its most crucial function. Instructing Lightning to maintain its watch, Zhang Yang immediately began preparing this batch of Essence Blood Pills.
Zhang Yang had prior experience compounding the Essence Blood Pills once before. Every ingredient this time was superior to the last batch, and the essence blood was freely given.
Zhang Yang felt he had nearly a hundred percent certainty in his compounding success. Various medicines entered the furnace, and Zhang Yang’s focus immediately converged, banishing all other distractions.
Though confidence was high, nothing in life was absolute. Zhang Yang exerted his full effort during the compounding process to prevent any mishap.
The auxiliary ingredients slowly melted, condensed, and combined, and soon a rich medicinal aroma filled the room. Once the auxiliaries had formed, Zhang Yang finally took out the jade bottle and poured all the essence blood within into the furnace.
Immediately upon the essence blood entering the furnace, Zhang Yang sensed a difference. This essence blood not only offered no resistance but rapidly merged with the auxiliary ingredients according to his will.
The fusion was incredibly fast and smooth. No wonder the family secret manuals recorded that essence blood willingly offered by a spirit beast was superior, far surpassing blood extracted through killing, and even better than many heavenly treasures.
Time ticked by slowly as the Essence Blood Pills in the furnace began to take shape. It was almost time for the crucial step: drawing out the finished pills, a moment that demanded absolute mental concentration.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Yang suddenly raised his hand. He smoothly inverted the medicine furnace.
A golden pill, emitting a thick, sweet fragrance, popped out of the furnace opening. One pill, then a second.
After thirty pills had bounded out, nothing more emerged from the furnace. This single compounding session yielded a total of thirty Essence Blood Pills.
This quantity far exceeded the previous attempt. The number was partly due to the volume of essence blood, and partly due to the superior auxiliary herbs, but the largest factor was the maximized utilization of the essence blood—willing, cooperative blood achieved its ultimate efficacy.
“Chirp! Chirp!” “Squeak!
Squeak!” The compounding had barely finished when the two little ones bounded in, faces alight with smiles, adopting a fawning posture. Both knew that something better to eat and more beneficial to them had arrived.
“You two little gluttons!” Zhang Yang smiled helplessly and immediately produced two fresh Essence Blood Pills, tossing them over. Having compounded thirty Essence Blood Pills this time, Zhang Yang was feeling quite generous.
Not only could he afford to give them one each, but giving them two or three would have been no issue. These little ones had played a significant role in this batch of Essence Blood Pills.
“Congratulations!” Long Feng said softly from the doorway. Zhang Yang glanced out the window; the sky was already completely dark.
This compounding session had taken a long time; Essence Blood Pills were not quick to create. “Here is yours!” Zhang Yang casually tossed two Essence Blood Pills his way.
Long Feng also deserved credit for this batch. Zhang Yang was never stingy with those who contributed merit.
“Take these for now. If you need more, come find me.
One pill at a time—increase your strength as soon as possible!” Zhang Yang added with a smile. After distributing these pills along with the ones for the Golden Crown Python, Zhang Yang still had over thirty Essence Blood Pills left, plenty for their future cultivation needs.
His statement, ‘If you need more, come find me,’ was no mere pleasantry. Currently, he possessed the true wealth to use spiritual elixirs for cultivation, and for more than just himself—a feat none of the ancestors of the Zhang family had ever achieved.
“I understand. Thank you.” Clutching the two spiritual medicines, a sharp light flickered deep within Long Feng’s eyes, followed by a smile.
Putting away the elixirs, he looked back at Zhang Yang and said quietly, “Mi Xue made you dinner, but it’s cold now. If you’re hungry, you’ll need to heat it up.
Also, Mi Xue has fallen asleep with her head on the table. Whether you let her keep sleeping or wake her up to eat with you is up to you to decide!” After saying this, Long Feng promptly left, returning to his own small quarters to rest.
Zhang Yang paused slightly, then quickly grabbed his watch to check the time. It was already 2:30 AM.
It made sense that Mi Xue had dozed off; she must have fought sleep until she couldn't hold on any longer. When Zhang Yang returned to start compounding, it was still afternoon.
The preparation of the Essence Blood Pills truly required a considerable amount of time, which, for Zhang Yang, had passed in what felt like the blink of an eye until the early hours of the morning. He quietly rose, carefully placing the sleeping Lightning and Wuying down, and then left the bedroom.
In the living room dining area, several plates and bowls were covered; Mi Xue was asleep nearby, completely lost in slumber. “Silly girl,” Looking at the sleeping Mi Xue, a sharp pang of emotion struck Zhang Yang’s heart.
Mi Xue didn't understand how long the compounding process took, and not knowing when he would awaken, she had waited until she couldn't hold on anymore. It went without saying that the girl certainly hadn't eaten.
However, Zhang Yang had no intention of waking her to eat now. He gently scooped her up, carried her into the bedroom, helped her remove her outer coat, and tucked her under the covers.
After gently kissing her forehead, Zhang Yang quietly slipped out. Throughout the entire process, he hadn't disturbed her, allowing her to remain deeply asleep.
………… Fourth update, the extra chapter for the hundredth chapter, Chapter Thirty-One. More to come!
To be continued.