Genius Girl Yan Yiwen

Faced with the suddenly appearing girl, Yan Zhengping's expression showed seventy percent doting and thirty percent helplessness.

"Yiwen, didn't I tell you to focus on cultivation? Why have you run out again?"

"Cultivation is too boring. I've already cultivated for a whole day today, it's far too tedious." Confronted with Yan Zhengping's questioning, the girl replied with complete disregard.

Yan Zhengping shook his head helplessly. Although his granddaughter had good aptitude, her temperament was somewhat lacking, being far too restless.

He sighed and did not pursue the girl's willfulness any further, instead saying, "You came at just the right time. These two are outstanding disciples of the Sect. You are all young people, so you can interact more and broaden your horizons. It will benefit your future cultivation."

After speaking, Yan Zhengping briefly introduced the three of them.

Although Yan Zhengping's introduction of the girl was vague, Song Wen knew she was the Yan family genius mentioned in the intelligence report.

Curious, Song Wen stole a few more glances at her.

Even having seen all kinds of beauties in real life and online in his previous life, Song Wen had to admit this girl had exceptional looks, rare in the world. The only flaw was that she carried a faint trace of arrogance-perhaps a common shortcoming among geniuses.

While Song Wen was observing the girl, the girl was also observing Song Wen.

Logically, Guo Tao's appearance was more handsome and righteous, making him more likely to attract a young woman's attention. Yet for some reason, Yan Yiwen's eyes directly skipped over Guo Tao and landed on the ordinary-looking Song Wen behind him.

After carefully observing Song Wen for a moment, Yan Yiwen suddenly let out a "pfft" laugh, her expression filled with disdain as she spoke.

"Grandfather, he's only at the third layer of Qi Refining. What kind of outstanding Sect disciple is that? He's just the most ordinary outer sect disciple."

Even though Song Wen could remain unperturbed by praise or criticism, at this moment he felt somewhat angry and embarrassed. This Yan family genius was truly impolite, openly mocking his low cultivation level to his face.

"Cough, cough..."

It wasn't just Song Wen who felt awkward; Yan Zhengping was also extremely embarrassed.

He truly had not expected his granddaughter to utter such impolite words in public.

Although the cultivation world respected strength above all, it also valued social graces.

Under normal circumstances, an outer sect disciple with lowly strength like Song Wen wouldn't even catch Yan Zhengping's eye. But at this moment, Song Wen was an envoy dispatched by the Sect to audit the spirit herbs at the Yan family.

Song Wen currently represented the Sect, so he had to be given some face.

Yan Zhengping looked at Yan Yiwen with a stern, angry expression. "Yiwen, do not speak so carelessly! Hurry and apologize to Fellow Daoist Jiyin."

Seeing her grandfather angry, Yan Yiwen felt indignant. With an unhappy expression, she argued, "Why should I apologize? I didn't say anything wrong. He really is an utterly ordinary outer sect disciple. Someone like him probably won't even reach the late stage of Qi Refining in his entire lifetime. What is there for me to discuss with him?"

After speaking, Yan Yiwen quickly ran out of the main hall.

Seeing his granddaughter leave, Yan Zhengping looked apologetically at Song Wen.

"Fellow Daoist Jiyin, I am truly sorry. This old man's granddaughter has been spoiled rotten and doesn't know how to speak properly. She offended you just now, and I hope you won't take it to heart."

Song Wen's expression remained normal, as if he hadn't just been insulted.

"Clan Head Yan, you exaggerate. Miss Yiwen spoke the truth; it wasn't an offense to me."

Yan Zhengping flipped his palm, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand.

"This jade bottle contains ten Qi Gathering Pills. Consider it this old man's apology on behalf of my granddaughter."

With a gentle push of Yan Zhengping's spiritual power, the jade bottle floated through the air toward Song Wen.

Song Wen was somewhat surprised. Ten Qi Gathering Pills were worth twenty-five Spirit Stones, which was quite a lavish gesture for a third-layer Qi Refining cultivator.

Immediately, Song Wen's face assumed an expression of being overwhelmed by favor. He tightly grasped the jade bottle and said, "Thank you, Clan Head Yan, for the reward."

After bidding farewell to Yan Zhengping, Song Wen and Guo Tao were led by servants to the guest rooms.

After instructing Song Wen not to go out casually at night, Guo Tao entered his own room first.

Song Wen then stepped into his room and closed the door.

With his mind calmed down, Song Wen began to recall the events of the day.

Everything today had gone relatively smoothly, except for Yan Yiwen's sudden rudeness.

However, Song Wen felt that the timing of Yan Yiwen's appearance and her impolite words were both somewhat abrupt, as if they had been deliberately staged.

Song Wen found it hard to believe that a seventh-layer Qi Refining cultivator would act so brainlessly.

Unable to figure it out, Song Wen shook his head and pushed the messy thoughts aside. He took out the jade slip given by Elder Shen, placed it against his forehead, and began to examine it.

The content recorded in the jade slip about the Seven-Color Grass was basically identical to the information Chen Yi had sold him, but it added the exact numbers cultivated by the Yan family.

There were 113 Seven-Color Grass plants of hundred-year age.

There were 931 Seven-Color Grass plants over seventy years of age.

There were...

The jade slip clearly stated that the primary objective of this audit was to carefully count the hundred-year and seventy-year spirit grass plants; the final tally could only be more, not less.

As for the spirit herbs of other ages, it was fine as long as the numbers weren't too far off.

Furthermore, this official jade slip contained no intelligence regarding the Yan family's internal strength, which made Song Wen feel that the 30 Spirit Stones he had spent to buy information from Chen Yi were well worth the price.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Suddenly, a series of knocks came from the door.

"Who is it!"

Being in an unfamiliar environment, Song Wen had not relaxed his vigilance for a single moment.

The sudden knocking instantly put him on high alert. His hand flew to the corpse-nurturing bag at his waist, ready to summon his corpse puppet at a moment's notice.

"Daoist Jiyin, I am a servant of the Yan residence, here to deliver your dinner," a female voice sounded from outside.

Song Wen used his spiritual sense to sweep the area and found only one young woman outside the door, completely devoid of cultivation.

Even so, he did not relax in the slightest. Remaining on guard, he stepped forward and opened the door.

A young maid stood outside, holding a food tray.

"Come in," Song Wen said in a low voice after scanning the surroundings and finding nothing unusual.

The maid entered the room, placed the food tray on the table, and then bid farewell and left.

Song Wen looked at the food on the table: spirit rice and dishes made from demon beast meat. The culinary skill was quite high, with excellent color, aroma, and taste.

He murmured, "The Yan family is really willing to invest a lot of resources into hospitality."

...

At the same time, within a secret room inside the Yan residence.

Five individuals were gathered, discussing things in low voices.

If Song Wen were here, he would certainly be shocked out of his wits.

Because among the five people in the room was someone he absolutely would not expect to see there.

It was Guo Tao, the very partner executing this assignment alongside him.

Yan Zhengping said with a grave expression, "Xiao Tao, how would you evaluate this Jiyin?"

Guo Tao replied, "Reporting to the Clan Head, Jiyin has only recently entered the Sect, and his strength is meager. He comes from a poor background without any connections; you could say he is completely penniless. Overall, he is just a green kid, completely nothing to worry about.

"In my opinion, this person is extremely easy to fool. As long as we make some minor arrangements, it will be impossible for him to discover any abnormalities.

"Moreover, on the way here, I repeatedly warned him that he doesn't need to take the assignment seriously. He just needs to follow behind me to smoothly complete the task and claim a few benefits."

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