Chapter 60: Injured
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The more assets the trade caravan controlled, the greater its influence, and the higher the level of cultivation resources it could access.
At the moment, if Chen Fei wanted a few ordinary third-grade pills, he could easily obtain them using the authority granted by the black copper ore. However, ordinary third-grade pills were no longer of much use to him. What he needed were superior-grade third-grade pills.
To achieve that, he had to further expand his trade caravan and establish a firm foothold in Tianque City.
“Young Master, I met with Madam on your behalf,” Li Zhong reported. “It seems that Madam’s condition is not very optimistic.”
“What do you mean?” Chen Fei asked, puzzled.
That morning, he had asked Miao Yue to deliver three third-grade pills to Su Ran, and she had not mentioned anything unusual about Su Ran’s condition.
“It seems that Madam is injured,” Li Zhong said hesitantly. “Although she concealed it well, I still feel she has been hurt.”
Chen Fei’s expression changed. If even Li Zhong could notice it, then Su Ran must be seriously injured.
“What kind of danger is hidden in the Su family’s Yellow Spirit Mine?”
“Why does it keep injuring Su Ran over and over again?”
Chen Fei’s heart trembled, and he couldn’t help but feel the urge to rush to the Yellow Spirit Mine immediately to see for himself.
“Did she send you to deliver any message to me?” Chen Fei asked.
“No,” Li Zhong shook his head.
“And did you inform her about the changes in the Su family?” Chen Fei continued.
“I did, but Madam did not show any particular reaction,” Li Zhong replied.
Chen Fei nodded. With the Hovering Grass in their possession, even if Su Xiangwu made a move against Su Ran and her people, the Su family’s ancestor was still backing them.
After leaving Li Zhong’s courtyard, Chen Fei, wearing a mask, headed to Sun Qianyi’s residence.
“Junior Brother, you’re incredible!” Lu Yijun greeted him enthusiastically.
Initially, Lu Yijun had some doubts about Chen Fei, believing that Sun Qianyi had overestimated him and given him too much. But after sending people to test Chen Fei, Lu Yijun had completely changed his opinion and recognized that Chen Fei was worthy of the special recruitment status granted by the dean.
Now, after hearing that Chen Fei had escaped from Silver Jiao’s grasp and snatched the Hovering Grass from Qinghai Academy’s Wei Junhao and Song Yiyun, he was truly astonished.
“Senior Brother, what do you mean by that?” Chen Fei asked, feigning surprise.
“Come on, don’t be so modest. After suffering a setback at your hands, Wei Junhao and Song Yiyun immediately spread the news everywhere.”
“I’ve always wanted to teach those two a lesson, but I never had the chance or the strength to do so.”
“This time, Junior Brother, you have really brought glory to our Silver Moon Academy!”
Lu Yijun was so excited that he seemed as if he had personally participated in the struggle for the Hovering Grass.
Seeing Lu Yijun’s reaction, Chen Fei could tell that the rivalry between Silver Moon Academy and Qinghai Academy was indeed intense.
Lu Yijun led Chen Fei into the courtyard, where he met Sun Qianyi.
“Dean Sun!” Chen Fei cupped his fists in greeting.
“It’s great that you’re safe!” Sun Qianyi approached with concern, his voice tinged with guilt. “At Luo Xuan Valley, I failed to protect you.”
“Dean Sun, this is not your fault. I accidentally intruded and disrupted your plan to hunt the Silver Jiao. If not for your protection, I would have died on the spot,” Chen Fei replied.
The Silver Jiao incident wasn’t Sun Qianyi’s fault—he had done his best to help. However, the other True Spirit Masters were not easy to deal with, especially that white-robed elder, who had deliberately targeted Chen Fei, leading to him being snatched away by the Silver Jiao.
“In the end, my strength was lacking. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have dared to target you, nearly causing you to die at the hands of the Silver Jiao,” Sun Qianyi sighed, looking regretful.
Regardless of whether Sun Qianyi was being sincere or not, at least for now, he was the only True Spirit Master willing to protect Chen Fei.
“Dean Sun, but I am fine now, aren’t I?” Chen Fei said with a smile.
“Chen Yang, how did you escape from the Silver Jiao’s grasp?” Sun Qianyi asked, getting to the real reason he had summoned Chen Fei.
A Grand Spirit Master being seized by such a powerful demonic beast yet emerging unscathed—how could that not be shocking?
Chen Fei had already prepared an explanation beforehand, so he responded without hesitation, “I find it strange too. The Silver Jiao said I was its savior, and then it let me go.”
“A demonic beast that knows gratitude?” Lu Yijun was dumbfounded. This kind of thing wasn’t unheard of, but it was mostly the stuff of folklore—rarely seen in reality.
“That’s all?” Sun Qianyi showed an expression of disbelief. He had considered various possibilities but had never expected this answer.
“That’s all,” Chen Fei confirmed. “To this day, I still don’t know why it spared me.”
“Haha!” Sun Qianyi suddenly laughed. “Perhaps it really is that simple. If you hadn’t intruded by accident, once we set up the grand formation, that Silver Jiao would most likely have been slain by us. Even if it had managed to escape, it would have been severely wounded, its cultivation greatly diminished.”
“Junior Brother, you truly have great fortune!” Lu Yijun laughed heartily. “Who knows? Maybe that Silver Jiao is actually a female dragon. If she ever gains a human form, she might come looking for you to repay the favor.”
Faced with Lu Yijun’s teasing, Chen Fei could only respond with a helpless smile before turning back to Sun Qianyi. “Dean Sun, who was that white-robed elder from before?”
Sun Qianyi was slightly taken aback but quickly understood—Chen Fei was holding a grudge.
“Chen Yang, it seems you and Qinghai Academy are fated to be at odds,” Sun Qianyi said. “First, Qinghai Academy’s people tried to assassinate you in secret, and I had to personally step in to stop them.”
“Then, you accidentally intruded into the ambush site for the Jiao and became targeted by Wei Tinghong, nearly losing your life.”
“After miraculously surviving, you then took the Hovering Grass that Qinghai Academy had set its sights on.”
Even Sun Qianyi hadn’t expected Chen Fei’s conflicts with Qinghai Academy to run so deep—it almost seemed as if they were natural enemies.
“Wei Tinghong of Qinghai Academy?”
“What’s his relationship with Wei Junhao?” Chen Fei asked.
“Grandfather and grandson,” Sun Qianyi replied. “At present, you are no match for him. Focus on cultivating—given enough time, you’ll have the chance to settle this score.”
Chen Fei wasn’t foolish—he wouldn’t seek revenge against a True Spirit Master now.
“Chen Yang, would you consider selling the Hovering Grass to Lu Yijun?” Sun Qianyi finally revealed his second purpose for calling Chen Fei over.
“Junior Brother, if you’re willing to give me the Hovering Grass, I will remember this favor,” Lu Yijun said eagerly, looking at Chen Fei with anticipation.
