Chapter 452: Chapter 447: Arrival of the National Guardian Martial Saint, A New Plan
As the early morning hours arrived, Yang Chan once again consumed his newly refreshed Potential Points.
Ever since he had finished allocating points to his life-saving measures, he had returned to his usual point allocation routine.
The process had cost him half a month, but the final result was just what he had wanted.
After gaining another life-saving measure, Yang Chan naturally fell back into his old routine. The only problem was that he was too busy.
He had so much to do that his efforts were greatly diminished, which was not good at all.
’Interrupting a man who loves to work hard... what a terrible sin.’
To prevent anyone from dying from such sin, Yang Chan decided he should leave Jinyun City first. It would also lessen their burden of sin.
’He was really doing it for their own good.’
After consuming the Potential Points, his strength saw a slight increase. He still needed more time to begin the Tempering of his third internal organ—at least a month and a half, maybe even longer. After all, without diligent effort, progress was naturally slower.
’These people’s sin is too great. I can’t let it grow any larger.’
Once the Potential Points were spent, Yang Chan performed his special trick of falling asleep in a second. About an hour later, he sensed a familiar aura approaching and woke up. Only after sensing the person leave did he fall back to sleep.
Even though it was an acquaintance, Yang Chan remained vigilant. After all, many people had died at the hands of those they knew.
Yang Chan had no desire to add to that number, so it was better to be cautious. If Song Yunxiang had ill intentions, he would simply send him on his way.
...
Dawn was just breaking.
The people of Jinyun City were already beginning to stir.
"Pharmacist Yang, the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty’s Martial Saint Ancestor, Yang Sheng, has arrived in Jinyun City! Our plan may have to be postponed!"
Song Yunxiang had brought Yang Chan news, but whether it was good or bad for the various Major Sects was hard to say.
The Major Sects had long been waiting for the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty’s Martial Saint Ancestor to make a move, but he had never shown himself, let alone taken action.
His appearance in Jinyun City now seemed to be a signal that he was about to act.
For Yang Chan, however, this was unequivocally bad news.
Not only did it disrupt his original plan, but it could also put him in grave danger.
If National Guardian Martial Saints were to clash, the aftershocks of their battle alone could destroy a large city like Jinyun City. He would be an innocent fish caught in a drained pond.
Knowing this, how could Yang Chan possibly see it as good news?
"Can’t we just leave directly?"
Yang Chan asked with a frown.
He hadn’t been awake for long before hearing this terrible news.
"When the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty’s Martial Saint Ancestor, Yang Sheng, arrived in Jinyun City, he brought a large number of troops with him. Those men have now taken control of all the city gates. There’s no way to get out right now."
"The contacts we arranged beforehand are useless now. We can only wait for Yang Sheng to leave Jinyun City before we can follow. If we’re discovered, the consequences will be unpredictable!"
"Faking my death to remain in the city would be even less safe than staying put."
For Song Yunxiang, who was just as eager to leave Jinyun City and join the Merak Sacred Land, this was naturally bad news as well.
He had deeply regretted not being able to join the Merak Sacred Land last time, and he certainly didn’t want to miss his chance again.
He had been so close, yet an unexpected problem had arisen.
In fact, it wasn’t just them. For anyone from the Major Sects who had been planning to leave Jinyun City, this was hardly good news.
Conversely, for those who still had to remain in Jinyun City, this presented an opportunity.
If the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty’s Martial Saint Ancestor took action and ended the conflict, they could return to their Sects alive, avoiding a direct confrontation with the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty. This was one of the few silver linings.
"Elder Song, has the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty’s Martial Saint Ancestor come to Jinyun City to make a move?"
"Or will he only stay for a while before heading to other border regions?"
After hearing Song Yunxiang’s words, Yang Chan knew that now was not a good time to leave. There were bound to be other experts among the people who had arrived with this Great Zhou Martial Saint Ancestor.
If he tried to force his way out and was unlucky enough to run into the Martial Saint Ancestor, Yang Chan wasn’t confident he could escape. Even with his newly acquired life-saving measures, he had no certainty against a National Guardian Level figure like a Martial Saint.
Faced with this situation, Yang Chan was naturally unwilling to take the risk.
If things went south, escaping Jinyun City then would be much better than trying to do so now.
On the other hand, if the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty’s Martial Saint Ancestor didn’t stay in Jinyun City for long, he could proceed with his original plan with a higher degree of safety.
If the Martial Saints clashed, the scene would be chaotic. He could use the chaos to his advantage and slip away. He also had Disguise methods prepared to conceal his identity.
Naturally, Yang Chan wanted to know the current situation.
"We haven’t found out anything yet. I just received the news myself and came to update you so you wouldn’t proceed with the original plan!"
Song Yunxiang shook his head.
After all, according to the original plan, Yang Chan was supposed to be "assassinated" today, after which his current identity would become unusable.
Acting so rashly without confirming the Great Zhou Martial Saint Ancestor’s intentions was not necessarily a good choice.
This was why he had rushed over.
"Alright, let’s hold off for now. I’ll have to trouble you, Elder Song, to find out more about the Great Zhou Martial Saint Ancestor’s situation. That way, we can make new plans."
Under the circumstances, this was all Yang Chan could do. He would reschedule after getting more information on the Great Zhou Martial Saint Ancestor.
"Rest assured, Pharmacist Yang. I’ve already arranged for people to investigate. It won’t be long before we know more about this Martial Saint Ancestor!"
Song Yunxiang spoke with a confident expression.
While coming to warn Yang Chan, he had, of course, already made the necessary arrangements.
He was serious about his work and considered all angles.
It could be summed up in one word: professional.
"Good. Then I’ll leave it to you, Elder Song!"
"There are still many disciples here who need treatment. I’ll go take a look!"
Yang Chan felt a bit helpless. He had no choice but to return to his busy life as before.
It was supposed to be over, but now it couldn’t be.
"Right, just leave it to me!"
Song Yunxiang said, patting his chest.
Seeing this, Yang Chan walked toward the infirmary wards. Fang Yun and Liu Qing had been spending most of their time in the wards recently. Even at night, they stayed in an adjacent room to handle emergencies, such as checking on patients whose conditions became critical.
If a situation was too critical for them to handle, they would find another Pharmacist. Only if that failed would they come to Yang Chan.
Because there was so much to do, both of them were severely sleep-deprived. They had dark circles under their eyes and looked utterly exhausted.
It wasn’t just the two of them; the other Pharmacist’s Assistants were in a similar state. Even with a rotation system for watching the wards, the workload itself was immense, making the shifts extremely tiring.
"Pharmacist Yang."
Liu Qing saw Yang Chan enter the ward and hurried over to greet him.
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