Chapter 1411 - 1410: Should I Drink It?

Chapter 1411: Chapter 1410: Should I Drink It?

Mr. Qiao’s talisman was soon crafted, and Jing Changle carried it with him. It’s meant to be taken half an hour before the test, creating the illusion of spirit damage, lasting around three days.

Generally, such tests are not repeated, so three days is perfectly sufficient.

Jing Changle’s situation has attracted considerable attention from various parties since the tale of the Peng Pavilion Pride spread widely. Even though there is no direct evidence pointing to the Nie Family, everyone understands the truth.

Now that the Peng Pavilion Pride has suddenly appeared, it’s uncertain how the Nie Family will react.

This is the mindset of the onlookers; those in the know can easily guess that this is mostly the handiwork of the Nie Family.

Qingyu and the two families have already formed an alliance and are aware of this fact, so besides enjoying the spectacle, everyone is also wary of the Nie Family.

The Pengge Sect certainly wouldn’t publicly test the Pride, as this is an internal matter, and whether the news spreads depends on the test results.

Only the internal members of the Pengge Sect know how the test will be conducted. Even Qingyu, who was instrumental, was not invited, which shows Sun Zhancheng’s lack of magnanimity.

However, some people say Qingyu’s demand for compensation is inappropriate, as it could damage the relationship with the Peng Pavilion Pride, given their long upbringing and a likely good future relationship between the two families.

The Peng Pavilion compensated Qingyu with over one million, covering the Pride’s living and learning expenses over the years, but Beisitian’s words nearly infuriated Sun Zhancheng.

"Is the Pride only worth a million? Why don’t I give you three million, and have Changle join my sect?" Beisitian smiled sweetly, making Sun Zhancheng gnash his teeth.

Because he couldn’t afford the compensation, should the Pride join Qingyu’s sect? Sun Zhancheng genuinely couldn’t bear such shame.

In the end, Sun Zhancheng transferred three million and left immediately without waiting for it to arrive, fearing Beisitian would say something else to provoke him.

The entire three million became Jing Changle’s private funds. As Beisitian said, he needs money for recruiting and gathering forces.

Jing Changle remained silent for a long time. To have someone care so deeply for him, someone like Aunt Bei—the only elder concerned for him—was truly cherished.

Unconsciously, these past years, his longing for his mother had been transferred to Aunt Bei.

Jing Changle shook his head and smiled; previously, Luo Yirui’s nonsense had burdened him, but now he realizes his happiest memories are with the people present, forming the core of his precious memories. How could he let future challenges rob his affection for them?

Jing Changle sat in the chair, waiting for the test with talismanic water, recalling the last thing Aunt Bei told him.

"Speak up if there are difficulties, don’t shoulder them alone if you’re not alone."

At that moment, Aunt Bei gently touched his head, indicating she truly regarded him as her own child, since Aunt Bei seldom showed her emotions outwardly.

The test talismanic water placed on the table, under Sun Zhancheng’s guidance, Jing Changle added his blood, a process he was familiar with.

He was also familiar with the nature of the blood, confirming his special constitution, and the surrounding gasps did not affect Jing Changle’s inner calm.

The main event was only beginning.

To what extent has his spirit reached?

The new test talismanic water was brought out again.

"Drink it," Sun Zhancheng said.

Jing Changle hesitated; should he drink it?