Chapter 135: The Conspiracy [Update Eleven]

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Fang Nian was momentarily stunned, but after recalling the task details, he understood what was going on. It must be that Lu Xiao’s funds had arrived, pushing Fang Nian’s personal assets beyond the mission target and granting him ownership of the Hunter’s Cloud Pavilion brand.

With that realization, Fang Nian opened the task list.

- Mediocre difficulty: Successfully clear an E-level hunting ground once, with a clearance rating no lower than S.
- Mortal difficulty: Obtain 400 achievement points within three days.
- Hell difficulty: Acquire wealth investment exceeding ten million in a certain field and own your own commercial brand. (Completed)
- Nightmare difficulty: Not yet unlocked (can be unlocked with the Demon Key).

Fang Nian felt a surge of excitement. Every time he completed a Hell difficulty task, he would receive a bounty of rewards. Not only would his physical skills increase, but he would also gain many coveted prizes and hunting ground templates.

Without hesitation, Fang Nian clicked to claim the rewards.

However, to his disappointment, the anticipated upgrades did not appear. Instead, a book materialized before him once more.

Fang Nian was speechless.

“Is that it?”

He waited a long while, but nothing changed. Frustrated, he picked up the book. Unlike the previous glowing shadow books that transformed into items, or the “24 Chapters of Feng Shui and Mysticism” which was an actual book, this time the book suddenly imprinted countless words directly into Fang Nian’s mind. He could clearly feel the painful process of something being etched into his brain.

After about three to five minutes, Fang Nian finally emerged from the agony, his eyes gleaming with delight.

“The Sacred Ancient Medical Text?”

His astonishment was palpable. He had nearly absorbed the entire content. It was as if he had risen to a remarkable level in a medical field he had never studied before. Techniques such as traditional Chinese pulse diagnosis and acupuncture seemed to have been instantly mastered.

Fang Nian’s excitement grew. This “Sacred Ancient Medical Text” was not from his own world. According to the system’s information, it came from a mysterious hidden family. What he had was only a fragment, probably the latter half of the book. Yet even this fragment revealed the text’s profound power.

Snapping back to reality, Fang Nian noticed the birthday banquet had already begun. Liu Quan sat in the central position on a wheelchair, while the stage was filled with lively singing and dancing, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

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Yet Fang Nian felt something was off. He picked up a glass of wine and headed toward Liu Quan. But just as he reached the table, Liu Huan blocked his way.

“Who are you? What do you want?”

Fang Nian knew Liu Huan would stop him, confirming that something must have happened to Liu Quan for his own son to act this way.

Fang Nian smiled awkwardly when questioned.

“Ah... I just wanted to toast Chairman Liu.”

Liu Huan’s expression softened slightly, but he refused.

“No need to pour wine. My father’s health has not been good these past days. Please don’t disturb him.”

Fang Nian quickly nodded.

“Alright, alright.”

Turning to leave, he suddenly stumbled as if tripped, almost falling sideways and taking Liu Huan down with him.

Fang Nian quickly stood and apologized.

“Sorry, Mr. Liu, I didn’t mean to.”

Liu Huan, having been dragged down and drenched in red wine, was naturally displeased but restrained himself, recognizing this was not the place to lose his temper.

“Alright, alright, just my bad luck. Go get me a change of clothes.”

Fang Nian slunk back to his seat. Xia Moyan, knowing Fang Nian’s intentions, approached him.

“So? Did you discover anything?”

Fang Nian nodded.

“There’s definitely something wrong with Liu Huan. I think Liu Quan didn’t have a stroke — he’s been poisoned.”

Xia Moyan was surprised.

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“Poisoned? What kind of poison?”

When Fang Nian fell, his hand had briefly touched Liu Quan’s pulse point to sense the brainwave activity. He noticed Liu Quan’s pulse was chaotic. According to the “Sacred Ancient Medical Text,” this was a clear sign of poisoning, though the exact poison required further diagnosis.

“I don’t know yet, but it’s definitely a conspiracy. Liu Huan will keep playing his part. We just have to watch.”

Xia Moyan nodded. There was nothing else to do for now.

Fang Nian was thrilled. He had always loved medicine and had read numerous medical classics since childhood. But medicine was so complex that despite his efforts, he never managed to get into a medical program for university.

Yet this “Sacred Ancient Medical Text” was extraordinary. Even just the pulse diagnosis techniques alone could surpass most traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in today’s society. Fang Nian was certain that if he could find the other half of the text, he would have the chance to become a legendary healer.

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The banquet continued, with everyone drinking merrily. Liu Huan was an impressive companion—his alcohol tolerance was remarkable. If Fang Nian drank as much, he’d likely be unconscious.

Fang Nian and Xia Moyan kept observing Liu Quan and Liu Huan. Liu Quan still sat with his head drooping, almost like a vegetable, silent. Liu Huan’s bodyguards patrolled continuously, not allowing anyone near Liu Quan.

In contrast, Liu Huan had been busy since the start, moving from table to table, networking and chatting, like a seasoned public relations expert winning people over.

When Liu Huan approached Fang Nian’s table again, he was accompanied by someone else—none other than Bai Zhe, whom Fang Nian disliked and who clearly made Fang Nian uncomfortable.

Bai Zhe held a glass of red wine, gazing longingly at Xia Moyan. Xia Moyan noticed the heat in Bai Zhe’s eyes and deliberately avoided his gaze, but the feeling lingered.

Fang Nian actually enjoyed seeing others admire his wife—that sense of superiority was intoxicating. After all, a beautiful woman is meant to be admired.

But Bai Zhe’s look irritated and even disgusted Fang Nian.

“Had your fill of staring? Never seen such a beautiful woman before?”