"Immortal Spirit Fish?!"
Zilin Ling was shocked.
As expected of the incredibly wealthy Medicine King Valley.
The market price for an Immortal Spirit Fish was around ten million spirit stones. Although they were low-grade spirit stones, it was still not an amount that ordinary forces could afford.
The key was that this item had some value to women, but for men, its greatest value was merely satisfying their appetites.
Situ Yunfeng said boastfully, "Yes! A few days ago, I delivered some auction items to the Fengyun Merchant Guild and happened to see Immortal Spirit Fish, so I bought some back."
"I originally planned to send it to the Zi family for you, but then I heard Ah Yuan say you were coming over, so it saves me a trip."
While Zilin Ling was grateful, she also felt a sense of emotion.
"Thank you!"
She said sincerely.
A true friend is someone who, even if you haven't been in contact for a long time, still thinks of you in their heart.
Situ said generously, "Between us... us three, why be polite! As long as you like it, it's worth the ten million low-grade spirit stones I spent."
He had intended to say "us two," but the words caught in his throat as he sensed danger, forcing him to change his tune.
Ye Lingyuan smiled in satisfaction and said, "Good performance!"
Then he turned to Zilin Ling and said dotingly, "Eat more!"
"Mhm, of course! Ten million low-grade spirit stones, I can't even waste the soup."
Zilin Ling said, and popped another piece into her mouth.
"By the way, Situ, who exactly was the ancestor of your Medicine King Valley?"
Situ Yunfeng was startled for a moment, then chuckled, "Why the sudden question?"
Ye Lingyuan's chopsticks paused as he was feeding her, and he looked at Zilin Ling with curiosity.
Zilin Ling smiled, unconcernedly, "It's nothing, just a bit curious. If it's inconvenient to say, then pretend I didn't ask."
Although she was eager to know what connection this world had to the one she lived in before her transmigration, she also knew she couldn't appear too anxious.
Situ Yunfeng smiled and said, "The matter of our ancestor is not some great secret; there's nothing we can't talk about."
"However, to talk about our ancestor, we must first talk about our Grandmaster Zhang Jing. Grandmaster was similar to your situation back then; he rose from a complete nobody..."
He said this, glancing at Zilin Ling discreetly. Seeing that Zilin Ling wasn't angry, he continued.
Zhang Jing was born five thousand years ago and was an illegitimate son of the Zhang family.
He was originally exceptionally talented, but at the age of five, his dantian was pierced by a sword.
From then on, he fell from being a prodigy to a laughingstock, a nobody. He was subjected to constant scolding and bullying.
Ten years passed. Apart from the occasional humiliation from those who were once jealous of him, no one remembered the genius he once was.
One day, Zhang Jing was beaten to the brink of death again and thrown back into his humble hut, left to fend for himself.
It was less about fending for himself and more about dying in despair. Sū Dan Novel Network.
But strangely, that night, a brilliant light suddenly erupted from Zhang Jing's hut.
Fortunately, his dwelling was in a secluded corner, so no one discovered it.
The next day, Zhang Jing not only didn't die but walked out as lively as ever.
And then, his dantian was restored.
Within a few months, he had regained his status as the once-admired Zhang Jing.
His family, seeing his terrifying talent, wanted to cultivate him with all their might, but he refused.
Not only that, but he also requested to leave the family and go out for training.
This training lasted for several years.
By the time the Zhang family heard from him again, he had already become an Emperor-level Alchemist.
Originally, he should have returned home in glory, but he had no feelings left for the cold and indifferent Zhang family.
Therefore, he came to a valley and settled down.
This was partly to avoid the Zhang family's entanglement and partly because he was tired of internal strife and only wanted to focus wholeheartedly on comprehending the path of alchemy.
Another ten years passed. He took his first disciple, Situ Jun, who was Situ Yunfeng's ancestor.
Situ Jun studied under Zhang Jing for five hundred years and deeply inherited Zhang Jing's teachings.
Another five hundred years passed. Zhang Jing not only reached the level of a Divine Alchemist in his alchemy skills but also cultivated to the terrifying Divine Lord realm.
Zhang Jing left Situ Jun a letter and departed, saying he was going to seek a breakthrough.
In that letter, Zhang Jing described a utopian world of universal equality to Situ Jun and told him that this utopian world was Zhang Jing's hometown.
The reason Zhang Jing was going to seek a breakthrough was to see his hometown again.
From then on, the generation's Pill God, Zhang Jing, vanished.
Some said they saw him enter a sea area and never emerge, some said after he entered a certain secret realm, the realm disappeared, and some said he flew to the heavens, flying farther and farther away.
In short, the generation's Pill God never appeared on the Tianyuan Continent again.
Without his master, Situ Jun fell into a slump for a while before dedicating himself to the study of alchemy.
At the same time, to ensure that his master Zhang Jing's legacy would not be lost, he began to take disciples and adopted the learning system from the utopian world Zhang Jing had described.
As Situ Yunfeng spoke, Zilin Ling finally understood that the connection to that world was not with Situ Yunfeng's ancestor, but with his Grandmaster Zhang Jing.
And according to Situ Yunfeng, Zhang Jing was very likely a transmigrator like herself, and they might have come from the same world, or even the same country.
With these things clarified, Zilin Ling had a bold guess.
That is...
Just then, a thunderous voice boomed, "Little Ye, you're finally willing to come back and see your uncle!"
As the voice fell, a disheveled old man, his clothes still smelling of herbs, walked in.
"Uncle Situ, are you well?"
Ye Lingyuan stood up, smiling at the slovenly old man, a hint of endearment in his voice.
Situ Yunfeng also stood up, frowning, "Old man, did you blow up your furnace again? You can blow up your furnace, but at least wash up before coming!"
The slovenly old man raised his hand and gave Situ Yunfeng a light rap on the head, scolding, "You brat, how dare you look down on me! Little Ye is even more noble than you, and he doesn't dislike me for being dirty!"
Situ Yunfeng yelped, covering his forehead, and said aggrievedly, "Old man, didn't you see we have guests? Why don't you spare me some dignity!"
"Guests? You mean Little Ye? Hmm, who is this young lady..."
Situ Jinglei's eyes swept past Ye Lingyuan and finally settled on Zilin Ling, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
Situ Yunfeng said irritably, "This is Ah Yuan's future princess consort, the head of the Zi family of Tianqi, Zi..."
"Zilin Ling?"
Before Situ Yunfeng could finish, Situ Jinglei exclaimed in surprise.