Chapter 2693 — Good News

But this time the situation was different. Wei Zhao had managed to spirit away the Qianshan Sect's very guardian spirit beast from under their noses, and had even strengthened it in the process. The Hidden Yu family's Old Ancestor could not help but be stirred by that. So perhaps Wei Zhao really did have a way after all.

Moreover, no one understood better than the Yu family's Old Ancestor just how important that spirit beast was to Yuning. Before, there had been no remedy; now that a remedy might exist, even if it meant begging Wei Zhao for help, he would have to swallow his pride and accept it.

By the time Wei Zhao returned to Donghai City, it was already the middle of the night. He put away the colored steel and then hurried off to rest. As for the affairs of Zhao Qibing and the Hidden Yu family, Wei Zhao did not much care. Whether the two families fell out or not made little difference to him.

Picking up his phone, he saw the call was from Leader Bai. Wei Zhao quickly answered: "Teacher Bai, you were looking for me?"

"Xiao Yi, I've found some information about your special constitution!" Leader Bai's voice sounded utterly thrilled. "And I have news about a solution as well!"

"Oh? Really? That's wonderful—what's the news?" Wei Zhao was overjoyed at hearing this and asked hurriedly.

"Er... it's only news..." Leader Bai gave a bitter laugh. "Aren't you a little too impatient?"

"So it's only news after all..." Wei Zhao also gave a bitter laugh, feeling he had gotten overexcited.

"Having news at all is quite good, and this news is reliable too. I had to pore over a great many ancient texts brought out from the sects before I found even a trace of it..." Leader Bai explained.

"Then I've truly put you to trouble, Teacher Bai. What is this news?" Wei Zhao said gratefully.

"Wei Zhao, if possible, we need to make another trip to the tomb of Patriarch Zhang Lifeng. He conducted research on this very subject, and it should be stored on the bookshelves in his ancient tomb!" Leader Bai said.

"Oh? Patriarch Zhang Lifeng's research? Then it's not in the Alchemist's Notes?" Wei Zhao was taken aback; he had not expected another trip to Zhang Lifeng's tomb.

"No. The Alchemist's Notes are only notes on alchemy, the single most important work Patriarch Zhang Lifeng left behind. But an alchemist may produce several sets of notes over a lifetime—notes on strange and wondrous matters, for instance. Your constitution falls under that category," Leader Bai explained.

"I see. Then this matter should not be delayed. When shall we go?" Hearing there might be a way to resolve his constitution, Wei Zhao grew anxious.

"Any time will do. How about this weekend? Make your arrangements, and we'll go together," Leader Bai said.

"All right, I'll arrange it," Wei Zhao said, nodding excitedly.

"What is it? Something good happened? You look so happy?" Gu Mengyao asked, seeing how delighted Wei Zhao was. Earlier, when Wei Zhao had told her about the previous night's events, she had said nothing, but she was still somewhat unsettled by the sudden appearance of a first love. How had another first love turned up?

Wang Xinyan, however, said nothing and only listened quietly from the side, as though Yu Ning's arrival had not stirred much jealousy in her. In truth, Wang Xinyan knew her place well. She knew that every day she could carry on this ambiguous affair with Wei Zhao was one day fewer than the last. If Wei Zhao proved unable to stand against the ancient sects, she would ultimately still have to marry Kang Jinglong.

So this was already a gain. To be jealous over a first love on top of that would be far too foolish. Wang Xinyan had no such time or energy to spare for such thoughts.

"Heh, Teacher Bai has found a possible solution to my constitution. In the future I may be able to refine pills after all." Wei Zhao did not hide it. Everyone here was someone he knew well. Han Xiaochao had long since wolfed down his breakfast and gone to the car to read—he had no interest in Wei Zhao's adventures and was a complete bookworm.

"Oh? So that's it!" Gu Mengyao nodded, then said, "Well, congratulations. That means you can see Xiaoxiao sooner. To be honest, I miss her quite a lot too!"

Although Feng Xiaoxiao and Gu Mengyao had once been at odds, their bond had long since grown deep, so Gu Mengyao dearly hoped she would return soon.

"But we still have to make a trip to Zhang Lifeng's ancient tomb, and we don't know whether we'll find a method there, or whether it can even be carried out. For now everything is uncertain." Wei Zhao spread his hands. The news was exhilarating, but whether the notes were actually in the tomb remained to be seen.

"Hope is always a good thing," Gu Mengyao said with a smile.

"That's right. Brother Wei Zhao is so capable—there's no way there'll be a problem." Han Jingyi was Wei Zhao's firmest admirer and supporter, with a touch of the obsessive fan about her.

"Heh, capable or not has nothing to do with whether Zhang Lifeng left those notes behind..." Wei Zhao said with a laugh.

"Anyway, Jingjing is sure there won't be a problem," Han Jingyi said.

Gu Mengyao sometimes wondered what it was that gave Han Jingyi such immense trust in Wei Zhao. Last time, Han Jingyi had nearly died and still kept Wei Zhao's secret. At first she and Xiaoshu had suspected Han Jingyi had some ulterior motive toward Wei Zhao, but now it seemed that even if she did, going that far for Wei Zhao was enough to make him trust her and treasure her.

At least, Gu Mengyao was now quite willing to let Han Jingyi be with Wei Zhao. The girl was unassuming and utterly devoted to Wei Zhao; having her in the household put Gu Mengyao at ease. There was no chance she would stir up any trouble.

After breakfast, the group went off to school. Once there, Wei Zhao meant to give Yu Xiaoke a call. The call had barely connected when Wei Zhao suddenly remembered his own identity—he was Wei Zhao, not the Gentleman Thief!

But the call had already gone through, so Wei Zhao decided to tease Yu Xiaoke a little. It was rare that he was in such a good mood today.

"Hello? Wei Zhao? Is something the matter?" Yu Xiaoke answered the phone with some headache, yet she could not very well ignore it. She grumbled inwardly—had her brother not yet come clean with Wei Zhao? Why was he still calling her?