The Crazy Son-In-Law

The scent of the scattered fragrance lingered in the air as the master and disciple conversed once again.

“In just a moment, the medicinal properties have been activated, and the fragrance is still diffusing in the furnace… Níng Zhìyuǎn, you are far inferior to them!” said the master.

“Master, your disciple lacks skill!” replied the disciple.

“No, it’s not that you lack skill, it’s that the master’s knowledge is limited,” the master explained.

At that moment, a spectator suddenly looked at the master and disciple with a shocked expression on his face.

“My Heavens, look at those two!”

The crowd turned their gaze towards them, and instantly, they were astonished.

“Níng Zhìyuǎn, Hú Bùguī!”

“Who are these two?”

“Are you not even a cultivator? How do you not know the master and disciple from Hanging Pot Inn?”

“Oh my goodness!”

The entire venue was in shock at that moment.

Everyone knew what Hanging Pot Inn represented.

It was an organization that could rival countless alchemists from the Old School Society, and with only a master and disciple, their alchemy skills were unmatched.

However, what puzzled everyone was why this rarely seen master and disciple had come to attend the inaugural event of the New School Society.

After all, they were individuals whom even the Old School Society could not easily invite!

As the crowd was filled with uncertainty, Song Linger and Yang Tiancai had already extinguished the fire in the furnace and were looking at Xiao Shun.

Seeing this, Xiao Shun smiled and nodded at them, then he reached out to open the furnace cover.

Suddenly, a thick mist filled with a rich fragrance spread out, engulfing the entire venue. People took a gentle sniff and felt refreshed all over their bodies.

“In less than half an hour, they were able to refine concentration pellets. It seems that our visit was not in vain,” Níng Zhìyuǎn said, looking at his disciple Hú Bùguī with joy in his eyes.

Seeing his master’s smile, Hú Bùguī clenched his fists in excitement.

During this period, they had been pressured by the Old School Society, threatening to use force if they did not hand over the medicine field on Yáishān.

While Níng Zhìyuǎn had profound knowledge in refining formulas, his cultivation was somewhat lacking, and he was no match for the Old School Society.

Fortunately, he had heard from an old friend about the conflict between Xiao Shun and the Old School Society, and he had also heard about the latter’s impressive performance at the “Hero Cup” yesterday.

So, without hesitation, Níng Zhìyuǎn had brought his disciple to Harrow to investigate the New School Society and Xiao Shun, while also seeking a way out for themselves.

So far, the results of their investigation had been very satisfying to the master and disciple.

Leaving aside other matters, just the display by Song Linger and Yang Tiancai moments ago had made Níng Zhìyuǎn and Hú Bùguī feel inferior. If they could join this new organization, their alchemy skills would definitely improve by leaps and bounds!

“Master, are you planning to hand over the medicine field on Yáishān to the New School Society?” Hú Bùguī asked.

Níng Zhìyuǎn smiled slightly, “With just the two of us, how can we protect that field under the strong pressure of the Old School Society? I see that Master Xiao is righteous, so giving it to them shouldn’t be a problem!”

“You have a point. The New School Society has just been established, and Master Xiao also mentioned selling pellets of better quality and efficacy. This move is certainly aimed at consolidating their support. With our medicine field, it will definitely reduce some expenses!” Hú Bùguī agreed.

While they were talking, Xiao Shun had already given the concentration pellets to Qín Zhènhuàn.

In less than a moment, Lùo Qiān also saw a hint of color returning to Qín Zhènhuàn’s pale face, and he was immediately grateful to Xiao Shun.

“Cough…”

After a violent coughing fit, Qín Zhènhuàn slowly opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was Xiao Shun squatting beside him. He spoke, revealing, “Níng Jiǔzhòng intends to strike a tiger on the mountain and personally wounded me, intending to give a lesson to the cultivators of Northleap!”

He spoke without deliberately lowering his voice, so his words were heard by everyone present.

The venue fell silent for a moment.

The fact that Níng Jiǔzhòng had personally made a move explained Qín Zhènhuàn’s serious injuries. But what made most people break out in a cold sweat was his statement about striking the tiger on the mountain!

These four words were like a thunderbolt for the cultivators of Northleap.

“Elder, although your injuries have improved, you are not yet fully recovered. Leave the rest to me; you should rest for now,” Xiao Shun patted Qín Zhènhuàn’s shoulder, then signaled for Lùo Qiān and the others, who were filled with anger, to help him.

After taking care of this, Xiao Shun took a step down from the stage and sat down in front of Hú Hǎitiān, with a mischievous smile on his face.

Seeing this, Hú Hǎitiān, who had lost his earlier composure when questioning Xiao Shun, was now covered in cold sweat and asked, “What do you want?”

“I want you to help me with something,” Xiao Shun said calmly.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“What?” Hú Hǎitiān was puzzled, looking at Xiao Shun.

“Go back and tell Níng Jiǔzhòng that Mr. Qín’s injuries will not go unpunished. I will seek justice from him in due time,” Xiao Shun said expressionlessly, then his tone turned serious, “From today onwards, if anyone dares to attack those relying on the power of my New School Society, I will retaliate by targeting those belonging to the Old School Society!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole room was shocked.

There was no way around it; Xiao Shun’s display of strength was too overwhelming. Not only did he promise to avenge Qín Zhènhuàn, but he also threatened Níng Jiǔzhòng to back off!

If these words had been spoken by someone else, no one would believe them. But Xiao Shun was different; after all, he had the power to back up his words!

Suddenly, Yè Xún, who was sitting in a chair, stood up and made a public statement.

“I, Yè Xún, on behalf of all the members of the Three Leaves Pavilion… from now on, we withdraw from the Old School Society and join the New School Society!”

“The North Club does the same!” Lùo Qiān, representing his master Qín Zhènhuàn, declared.

With these two prominent Northleap forces making a stand, the others also made their decisions one after another.

In a moment, more than twenty small and large forces from Northleap had all joined the New School Society.

As a result, the Old School Society had completely lost control over Northleap, and its influence there was practically non-existent.

There were also some other forces from different areas that made decisions, totaling about ten. While not a large number, Xiao Shun was not concerned. After all, today was the first day of the New School Society’s establishment, and recruiting nearly forty forces was quite unexpected.

Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, a faint voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

“President Xiao, Hanging Pot Inn humbly requests to join the New School Society!”

Turning towards the sound, Xiao Shun saw Níng Zhìyuǎn and Hú Bùguī, who had been standing there with smiles on their faces.

Seeing this, Xiao Shun was ecstatic and nodded vigorously, saying, “I couldn’t ask for more, I couldn’t ask for more!”

Suppressing his joy, he quickly walked over to the master and disciple.