This is the True Demeanor of a Fifth-Realm Medical Cultivator!

When Steward Sun saw the Little Medical Immortal, Yan Ruyu, arrive, he hurried over to her side and told her what had just happened.

"She deserved to be hit!"

"Rulan's foul mouth should have been torn off long ago!"

"I'll talk this over with my third uncle."

"If he wants to blame someone, I'll take it all. I'd like to see what other tricks they can still pull."

"At worst, I'll leave and set up my own household."

"Right now, they simply can't see the situation clearly. The Yan Family needs me, not the other way around."

"The Yan Family's second generation is mediocre in medicine, and among the third generation, aside from me, they're all wine sacks and rice bags. There's no one who can inherit Grandfather's mantle."

"All they stare at are Benevolent World Hall's shares, and the fly-head-sized profits right in front of them."

"They don't realize that the reason Benevolent World Hall can be one of Shen City's four great old-brand medicine shops is that its core lies in my grandfather's superb medical skill."

"Without a famous physician supporting it, Benevolent World Hall is just an ordinary medicine shop. Sooner or later, under the competition from all the major pharmacies, it will fade into the crowd."

"And I believe my medical skill is already no weaker than Grandfather's. What Grandfather can do, I can do as well!"

"Today, I already laid everything out plainly to them. As for what they think, that's their business!"

Yan Ruyu glanced at Steward Sun and spoke with utter domineering confidence.

Jiang Wangzu's eyes lit up when he heard her.

This was the bearing of a fifth-realm medical cultivator!

Those words were meant for Steward Sun, and they were also meant for Jiang Wangzu.

As for the Yan Family's second and third generations, Yan Ruyu had already said all this in the family meeting earlier.

Old Master Yan had been rendered speechless by her.

Her uncles and aunts were all so furious they gnashed their teeth, but they couldn't do a thing to her.

Even her father's gaze when he looked at her was somewhat complicated.

Her father had one legal wife, three concubines, and more than a dozen children.

Although she had been born of the legal wife, she had two elder brothers of the same father and mother, one younger brother, and one younger sister.

In other words, her mother alone had given birth to five children, all legitimate.

And she was not even a son, only a daughter.

Her father hoped even more that his own sons could inherit the old master's mantle and become the new head of Benevolent World Hall.

A father rose by his son's worth, and the Yan Family's inheritance would remain unchanged.

A daughter, in the end, was always going to marry out.

Especially after he learned that Yan Ruyu was brewing a strength-training secret medicine for a handsome young male martial artist and wasn't even making money from him.

Yan Ruyu's father became even more convinced that a daughter was like water thrown out the door, destined to never truly belong to the family once raised.

But Yan Ruyu didn't care about any of that.

Her confidence came from strength, and her network also came from strength.

As for the Yan Family, to her, it was hard to say whether they were a help or a shackle!

"As expected of the Little Medical Immortal. How could you be tied down by these vulgar people?"

"Those words really raise the spirit!"

Jiang Wangzu directly gave Yan Ruyu a thumbs-up.

"You're the same, you know."

"You struck without knowing your own weight."

"You should know that this younger cousin of mine has no strengths at all except for a face that's just about passable."

"And with that slap of yours, great, you directly ruined her only strong point."

"Brewing the secret medicine today may have to be a little late. I'll go clean up your mess for you."

"I'll see whether that ruined face of hers can still be saved!"

The Little Medical Immortal, Yan Ruyu, blinked at Jiang Wangzu, then bounced off straight toward the front hall.

When Steward Sun saw this man and woman singing in perfect harmony, he felt deeply helpless too.

These two little ancestors—each one was less afraid of stirring up trouble than the last.

But after hearing Yan Ruyu's words just now, Steward Sun also felt extremely invigorated.

Sure enough, no matter when, strength would always be one's greatest trump card, and also one's greatest confidence!

"Miss, no matter what, I, Old Sun, will always follow you!"

Steward Sun trotted after Yan Ruyu and said this eagerly.

Yan Ruyu's words parted the clouds before his eyes and let him see the bright moon.

Before, he had always felt fearful and trembling, as if standing on the edge of an abyss, as if walking on thin ice.

Because the old master of the Yan Family was advanced in years, he rarely concerned himself with the affairs of Benevolent World Hall anymore, nor did he hold consultations.

He only maintained a few particular patients, such as certain high officials and nobles of Shen City's Upper District, as well as upper-class figures who came from out of town because of his reputation.

So Benevolent World Hall had begun to surge with hidden undercurrents, the three masters tearing each other down and contending with one another.

He had not known whose side he should stand on.

But today, Yan Ruyu's words had awakened him.

The second generation of the Yan Family were all mediocre people, nothing more.

The third generation of the Yan Family was even more a generation raised in silk and coddled in comfort.

Only Yan Ruyu was truly someone worth following.

From this day forward, he, Sun Desheng, followed not the Yan Family, not Benevolent World Hall, but Yan Ruyu herself!

Of course, if Yan Ruyu had only possessed medical skill and no iron-handed methods, he might still have hesitated a little longer.

But from the looks of things now, this Miss Ruyu, who was usually very gentle with others, was also a person with forceful methods.

She simply kept mountains hidden and waters concealed on ordinary days!

The Little Medical Immortal, Yan Ruyu, personally administered needles for her younger cousin, Yan Rulan.

She was a famous physician at the fifth realm of medical cultivation, renowned throughout a city, worth a thousand gold in a region, and with a single word she could decide life and death.

Moreover, she had also taken the path of combining East and West; not only had she researched traditional Chinese medicine deeply, she was also thoroughly familiar with Western medical arts.

She made slight adjustments for Yan Rulan, then sutured the wound without leaving a trace, using top-quality wound medicine to reduce swelling, stop pain, and stanch the bleeding.

Finally, she planted Yan Rulan's teeth properly as well.

Although Yan Rulan had truly suffered a terrible ordeal, at least her face had not been disfigured.

Her teeth were not as nimble as before, but at the very least, she had not turned into a toothless old woman.

After finishing, she had someone send Yan Ruyu back home.

As for herself, she began brewing the secret medicine Black Tiger Powder for Jiang Wangzu.

Before the secret medicine Black Tiger Powder had finished brewing, the Yan Family's third master, Yan Zhengli, arrived with his people in a towering fury.

"Yan Ruyu, you indulged an outsider in bullying your own family. What kind of Yan Family member are you?"

"Look at what state Rulan was beaten into!"

Before Yan Zhengli arrived, his voice came first.

Boom!

With one kick, he sent the rear courtyard gate of Benevolent World Hall flying open, and saw the Little Medical Immortal brewing medicine.

And opposite the Little Medical Immortal was Jiang Wangzu, standing in the Tiger-Subduing Stance and absorbing the vapors of the medicinal liquid.

"Third Uncle, if Rulan's mouth hadn't been so foul, how would she have ended up taking that slap?"

"I, on the other hand, would like to ask you how you educated Rulan, to have raised such an arrogant and domineering temperament in her?"

"Today she dares to insult a guest of my Benevolent World Hall. Tomorrow, will she dare to insult Shen City's high officials and nobles?"

"If you keep spoiling her like this, sooner or later, she'll cause the deaths of everyone in our Yan Family!"

"Today's slap can also count as a lesson."

"And Third Uncle, don't worry. Since I personally took action, younger sister Rulan will definitely recover as good as new."

"This time, let's just treat it as a lesson. What do you think?"

The Little Medical Immortal, Yan Ruyu, looked at Yan Zhengli and spoke unhurriedly while brewing the medicine.

She did not put Yan Zhengli in her eyes at all.

Since they had already completely torn away all pretense today, there was no need for her to maintain superficial courtesy toward these uncles and aunts of hers anymore.

Because pretending had truly exhausted her!