Plotting Again II

Mountain Man Clinic.

Zhang Rongfang carefully wrote a prescription for another patient, then asked Xiao Dong to get the medicine, while he took out his medicine book to check if the necessary supplementary medicines needed for the recent alchemy needed to be replenished.

Suddenly, a small bird with blood-red eyes and red feathers flew in through the window, landed on his desk, and chirped at him twice.

"Xiao Hong?" Zhang Rongfang smiled and reached out to ruffle its red fur. "Another letter?"

Chirp chirp.

Xiao Hong hopped forward two steps, spread one wing, revealing the bamboo tube tied to its lower leg.

Zhang Rongfang tossed some dried insects to it, then removed the bamboo tube and opened the Paper Scroll inside to examine it closely.

Immediately, text messages about the smearing of the Human Immortal Temple came into view, along with a message about Ding Yu.

Zhang Rongfang put away the Paper Scroll, his expression unchanged, and closed his eyes.

In the darkness, strands of Blood Descendant appeared.

He began to examine the red lines of the first-generation Blood Descendant under the Blood Tracking, carefully counting their number; not a single one had decreased.

Then it became clear that either the whole thing was a frame-up, or it was done by a second or third generation Blood Descendant.

He had no intention of interfering with the control of the Blood Descendant.

The large number of Blood Descendant that were created were originally intended to distract the Gods and Buddhas and Buddhas.

Now, some of these people have established another base in the He Country, which can be considered a successful way to disperse the threat to him.

Ding Yu and Zhang Rongfang, however, took another look at the Letter Paper.

' Ding Yu has successfully killed two leaders of the Sea Dragon Branch and is now being hunted down by Xu Kaining, Super Grade Jiaoren sent by the Sea Dragon King.'

He put away the Paper Scroll, instructed Xiao Dong Xiao Xia to watch the shop, and then left the clinic and went to a small restaurant across the street.

"Pharmacist Zhang, you've arrived?" The waiter greeted him warmly, taking out a towel to wipe the table and chairs.

"Where's your boss?" Zhang Rongfang asked casually.

"In the Backyard. What are you doing here?"

"Send Old Nine to go find Xiao Ding and lend a hand," Zhang Rongfang instructed abruptly.

But the waiter remained expressionless, understanding what he meant.

"Understood. Please rest, I'll go tell the boss right away."

Zhang Rongfang nodded slightly.

As for Ding Yu's matter, he could only send the Human Immortal Temple who were away to help.

The Old Nine is not a very good person among the first-generation Blood Descendant. He has a history of secretly drinking Human Blood. Although he did not kill anyone, he was allowed to make amends this time.

Zhang Rongfang ultimately couldn't take action himself. Western Sect was now a member of the Great Sect Alliance, and if he intervened, it might disrupt Master Yue's plans. With a sigh, he conveyed the order for everyone in the Human Immortal Temple to fully cooperate with Ding Yu before leaving the shop and returning to the clinic.

With numerous experts from the Human Immortal Temple Sect providing support, Ding Yu should be fine. The key issue is how to handle the aftermath after taking revenge on Sea Dragon, and what the Western Sect should do next.

These are the key things we should be worried about.

After dealing with Ding Yu's matter, Zhang Rongfang returned to his previous daily life.

I went to see a doctor, closed the shop, went back to practice martial arts, and had dinner with my sister's family.

Just a few days later, while he was designing a plan to remove Xue Tong, new news arrived.

The newly appointed Old Nine- ranked Blood Descendant has died.

Inside the Mu Chi Prefecture.

Zhang Rongfang was having dinner with her sister's family.

Suddenly, the chopsticks in his hand paused, hovering in mid-air for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Rongyu noticed something was off about her younger brother and asked.

Zhang Rongfang shook his head. "It's nothing, I just remembered something I hadn't done yet, I'll make up for it later."

"That's good. After dinner, I also plan to take Huanqing to study Locked Script." Zhang Rongyu nodded.

Zhang Rongfang nodded and glanced at his brother-in-law, who was eating while carefully reading official documents.

There was also Little Huan Qing, who sat obediently in his seat, being fed by his wet nurse without making a sound.

Life here remains peaceful and tranquil.

He looked away, lowered his head to eat, and closed his eyes slightly. Suddenly, a dense array of red lines representing the Blood Descendant of the first generation appeared before his eyes.

Of the two red threads he separated, one belonged to Ding Yu, and the other to Old Nine Daoren.

And now, the thread that belonged to Old Nine Daoren has been broken.

'This should represent complete death.'

He understood.

Should he take action? Who did it? Should he retaliate? Zhang Rongfang had just entertained this thought when he immediately suppressed it.

"Old Nine was already a master of the Three Voids level, and even he died, which means Sea Dragon's actions were at the top level. Sea Dragon belongs to the Western Sect, which is now a member of the Great Sect Alliance under Master Yue Western Sect. If I were to target him, it would inevitably attract more questions about the Great Sect Alliance. Master Yue is already under immense pressure protecting the Human Immortal Temple. I am currently in seclusion, and if I were to add to Master Yue's troubles..."

After much deliberation, Zhang Rongfang sighed and abandoned the idea of taking action himself. Instead, he sent others to handle the situation.

After dinner, he accompanied Little Huan Qing to the back garden to play with a ball. The ball was made from a cow's stomach and wasn't very round, but it was usable.

"Uncle, you're not paying attention at all," Little Huan Qing said with some dissatisfaction.

After tossing the toss a few times, he realized that Zhang Rongfang was distracted.

"Yes, Uncle is thinking about something," Zhang Rongfang replied.

"Since you're playing with me, you should concentrate. Otherwise, don't get in my way, okay?" Little Huan Qing said seriously.

"Huh?" Zhang Rongfang was taken aback, then quickly returned his attention to Little Huan Qing. "Who taught you to say such things?"

"Nobody taught me," Little Huan Qing said. "Besides, this has nothing to do with you."

"You're right, it really has nothing to do with me. You have parents, they will naturally discipline you." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

"So, Uncle, if you're not going to play with me, then get out of here, okay?" Little Huan Qing said again, dissatisfied.

Zhang Rongfang carefully observed Little Huan Qing's expression; such words could not be uttered without being taught.

He planned to talk to his sister about it later, suggesting that they should correct Little Huan Qing's education in this regard.

And now.

"I don't think you should say that to me." Zhang Rongfang said earnestly and gently, holding the ball, as he approached Zhang Huanqing, squatted down, and spoke to him.

"I am your uncle, an elder, and you should have enough respect for me," he said again.

"But you don't have anything that I feel I should respect," Zhang Huanqing replied.

"But this is a matter of etiquette. What you said made me feel uncomfortable, so you should apologize to me," Zhang Rongfang explained earnestly.

If it were a kid from outside, he probably would have slapped him already.

But the person in front of him was his own sister's son, so he had no choice but to suppress his temper and explain to him.

"Okay, I apologize. Can you get lost now?" Zhang Huanqing replied again.

Zhang Rongfang was speechless. Just a moment ago, he almost raised his hand and slapped him.

With his current strength, this one blow would be enough to render Zhang Huanqing a permanent vegetative state.

"If you keep talking like that, I'll tell your parents." Suppressing his displeasure once again, Zhang Rongfang bent down and looked earnestly into Little Huan Qing's eyes.

"Okay, I won't do it again next time." Little Huan Qing sensed a hint of danger and immediately replied.

Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly, looked at him for a while, and then straightened up.

After he discovered something amiss last time, he immediately told his sister Zhang Rongyu. Zhang Rongyu also conducted a thorough investigation, but found nothing wrong.

None of Zhang Huanqing's teachers ever showed him any negative words or actions.

After some time, it gradually faded away. But unexpectedly, it seems to have come back today.

Zhang Rongfang simply tossed the ball to a maid so she could play with Zhang Huanqing.

He stood aside and observed quietly. This time, however, Little Huan Qing did not repeat the previous behavior.

Life returned to normal in the following days.

But to Zhang Rongfang's surprise, just a few days after sending out his men, Ding Yu sent another message.

Two more Blood Descendant of the Human Immortal Temple went to meet them disappeared or perished.

***In a small border town thousands of miles away from Wushan Prefecture.

The city was dilapidated and Kong Wu; the houses were empty and covered in dust.

Ding Yu carefully hid on the first floor of a small building without windows, leaning against the wall and quietly listening to the slow footsteps moving in the distance outside.

He stayed here for a full ten days after his successful assassination attempt.

The pursuers also stayed here for ten days.

During this time, people from the Human Immortal Temple also entered this place, and then quickly disappeared without a trace.

Startled, Ding Yu quickly realized something was wrong.

The other party didn't seem to intend to force him out of town quickly. Instead, they were using him as bait, quietly casting a long line to fish.

Moreover, this trap seems to be extremely powerful.

This made him worry about the possibility of more powerful Human Immortal Temple arriving later.

"I hope the authorities won't send anyone else. This is my own business, and I don't want to involve anyone else!" Ding Yu's eyes were firm.

This time, he came out to seek revenge, a decision he had thought about for a very long time before making it.

The hatred between brothers is irreconcilable.

He had no parents, and his master was no good either. Only his two brothers stayed by his side, but unfortunately, they were killed by Sea Dragon Super Grade.

He then vowed to wipe out the Sea Dragon.

He once placed his hopes on the eldest brother, but unfortunately, the eldest brother is now caught in a dilemma, unable to control his own destiny.

He understood all of this.

So he decided to run away alone, not to make things difficult for his boss, and also to fulfill a wish he had kept buried for a long time.

"I was alone at the beginning, and now I'm alone again."

Sitting by the wall, he sighed softly, about to get up and move to another spot.

Suddenly, his expression hardened as he saw a small, dark green female statue, about the size of a palm, standing in a corner of the room. The statue had its arms outstretched like lotus flowers and was gazing at him with kind eyes.

"That's...!?"

With a whoosh, a beam of green light shot out from the statue and pierced Ding Yu's chest precisely.

The statue slowly disappeared, as if it had never existed in the first place.

After being hit by the green light, Ding Yu fell backward.

A few minutes later, he slowly got up and casually dusted himself off.

But at this moment, his expression seemed somewhat different from before. Indifferent, cold, and a faint green glint flashed in the depths of his eyes.