Chapter 796 - 539: The One Who Harmed Wang Miaomiao Was Not Me

Zheng Yi, dressed in a white cloud red robe, returned to the Skill Transmission Hall and then approached the Alchemy Pavilion nearby.

The Wang Family members wandering around immediately recognized Zheng Yi as the Third Elder, smiling and nodding respectfully, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.

Especially sensing the powerful aura of a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, everyone was deeply shocked.

"Is this the Third Elder of the family?

How long has it been, and the Third Elder has already successfully broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage!"

"Hahaha, I knew it, a Second-grade Alchemist like the Third Elder, able to refine so many Foundation Establishment Pills, would surely care about his own cultivation."

"Now that the Third Elder has returned as a king, it’s indeed a joyous occasion that the entire family should celebrate!"

Soon.

The news of Zheng Yi’s breakthrough quickly spread throughout the Wang Family’s residence.

A Second-grade Alchemist brings significant benefits to a family.

The news naturally reached each Elder’s residence.

It wasn’t long before even the most awkward Second Elder branch of the Wang Family heard of it.

At the moment of hearing the news.

The Second Elder’s gaze froze, his face showing a full bitter smile.

If Zheng Yi had not successfully broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, the Wang Family could have sought psychological comfort, proving their previous choices were not wrong.

After all, a Second-grade Alchemist is rare.

But compared to a Foundation Establishment Stage powerful figure, it seemed slightly inferior.

But now, the facts were in front of them.

Their Second Elder branch could no longer avoid it.

Before the Second Elder could react further, Wang Miaomiao appeared in front of him like a madwoman.

She was frenzied, shouting loudly, "Grandfather, tell me this isn’t true! It must be rumors spread below! Zheng Yi, our family’s Third Elder, is just a Second-grade Alchemist.

When did he acquire the ability to break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage?

There’s no way he could achieve this in his lifetime! Grandfather.

Are they all lying to your granddaughter?"

Wang Miaomiao’s eyes showed a final trace of hope, her hands tightly gripping the Second Elder, as if it were her last straw.

This obsession supported her continued cultivation, preventing her from giving up.

However, with Zheng Yi’s return.

This obsession seemed to collapse instantly, becoming a complete joke.

After a long silence, the Second Elder slowly said, "Miaomiao, things have come to this, beyond what we can imagine. We must accept the fact—Zheng Yi has indeed successfully broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

He is not bound by his Spirit Body."

The Second Elder slowly straightened up, walked out of the small courtyard, and arrived outside the residence.

His face showed complexity, muttering to himself, "Zheng Yi is indeed not ordinary, possibly wary of my Wang Family from the start.

However, we can’t blame him.

As long as he hasn’t torn apart relations with my Wang Family, there remains a chance for my Second Elder branch.

This we must understand."

Upon hearing the Second Elder’s words, Wang Miaomiao felt as if her mind was struck by lightning.

At this moment.

Her belief in cultivation collapsed instantly.

Soon, true mad speech came from her mouth, "Hahaha, you are all lying to me! Zheng Yi hasn’t broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage; it’s me! I was the one who broke through!

In the family, only I, Wang Miaomiao, have the qualification to break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

No one else has this qualification!

Hahaha..."

Wang Miaomiao laughed loudly, the Second Elder’s face full of pain, yet powerless.

In terms of strength, Zheng Yi is now on par with him; in terms of potential.

What can he do as a man in his declining years?

In the end.

He could only sigh silently in his heart, "If only I had known today, why bother with the past."

Sadly, even if he could let go of past grievances, Wang Miaomiao’s cries were unmistakably genuine: "You are all lying to me! Why are you all lying to me?

Each of you is a bad person! I am the only one in the family eligible to break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage..."

Wang Miaomiao’s laughter grew louder.

And this news quickly spread from Piaomiao Mountain to other places.

...

At Celestial South Market, upon hearing this news, the Great Elder flashed and appeared in front of the Young Clan Leader Wang Xingyin at high speed.

He said nothing.

He did not immediately reprimand but handed the news in his hand to Wang Xingyin.

Wang Xingyin saw the news, his gaze freezing.

After contemplating for a moment, he looked up at the Great Elder, solemnly explaining, "Even now, the list of materials that the Third Elder entrusted to me hasn’t been completed.

This matter has nothing to do with me."

At this moment, looking at Wang Xingyin, the Great Elder felt a pang of agony in his heart.

He wished all this were related to the Young Clan Leader, but as time passed, the situation was different from before.

Previously, when Zheng Yi had not broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, for the family’s development.

They believed they had to obstruct Zheng Yi.

However, with Zheng Yi’s successful breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Stage, the situation changed drastically.

At this point.

They hoped this matter had more to do with the Wang Family because Zheng Yi owed more favors to the Wang Family, strengthening his ties with them.

Making it difficult to separate.

Naturally, the Great Elder could not blame the Young Clan Leader Wang Xingyin for this matter, as from the beginning, it was a strategy they both agreed upon.

Coming to this point, no one could blame anyone.

"It’s too late; everything is too late."

The Great Elder slowly spoke.

The Young Clan Leader Wang Xingyin immediately thought of these.

At this moment, all he could do was remain in prolonged silence.

The Great Elder did not inform his own father of this matter but quietly sat on the Master’s Chair beside him, lips tightly pursed, lost in thought.