Chapter 782 - 299: Crushing Kill! Who Doesn’t Know How to Fly a Plane? (Part 4)

Ying Ziyao said, "Xingguang, how are things on your end? I just found out that your flight nearly crashed. Are you okay?"

"I’m fine now." Xu Xingguang’s tone was calm.

Ying Ziyao was a smart man and understood Xu Xingguang’s meaning, "They said it was the work of the Flying Killer Organization. Xingguang, were they specifically targeting you?"

Ying Ziyao’s intuition was indeed sharp.

"Yes. But I’m safe now."

Ying Ziyao was still uneasy, he said, "Where are you? I’ll come over right away. I won’t be at ease until I see you."

Xu Xingguang paused, looked up, and fixed her gaze on the Honor Tower ahead, which was the tombstone erected by the world after Medicine King Ying Chong’s death.

She said, "I’m at Central Square, waiting for you under the Shame Monument."

"Alright."

*

After hanging up, Xu Xingguang crossed a circular road, stepped up on the concrete stairs, and stood in front of Medicine King Ying Chong’s tombstone.

On his tombstone, future generations had carved this sentence—

A true Medicine King saving the world, a miraculous healer of the Human World.

The world praised Ying Chong as a Medicine King who saved the world and a miraculous healer of the Human World.

Xu Xingguang stood on tiptoe, lightly pressing down on the stone bricks below her as if grinding a skeleton to dust. "A miraculous healer of the Human World, do you deserve that title? I really want to see if, once the world knows your true face, you can still rest here peacefully."

Xu Xingguang did not believe that someone who sheltered his scoundrel brother and drove an innocent woman to her death could truly be a noble and world-saving Medicine King.

His actions towards the Green Blood Clan just proved this point.

This person was still a bad seed, just learned to shape his public image.

She then walked toward the Shame Monument and indeed found the names of Ying Tu, Mo Xiaohan, and Nie Qiusheng amidst the densely packed names.

Three innocent individuals, framed to take the blame for the Ying Family Young Master, branded with cheating in exams, were severely punished and exiled to the Mortal World.

Xu Xingguang stared at these names, feeling a surge of heat in her heart.

"Xingguang!" Ying Ziyao rushed toward Xu Xingguang from the square entrance, drizzles falling from the sky, yet he didn’t open an umbrella.

Upon reaching Xingguang, Ying Ziyao thoroughly examined her from head to toe, only feeling relieved upon confirming that she really wasn’t hurt.

"It’s good you’re okay." He opened his Intelligent Brain Terminal and sent Huo Wen’an a reassuring emoji.

Huo Wen’an responded with a "hmm," allowing him to focus on discussing Bai Ze Realm matters with Xiao Qiao.

"Were you sending a message to Brother A Zui?" Xu Xingguang noticed Ying Ziyao’s little actions.

Ying Ziyao dared not hide it, "Just after your flight departed Golden Gate City, Old Sir Ming called the Pilot’s office, notifying them about the Eastern Alliance’s collaboration with the assassin organization."

"After learning about this, the Pilot was very worried about you. You wouldn’t know, but during those few minutes your plane lost contact, the Pilot wanted to assemble forces with Old Sir Ming to break into the Eastern Alliance..."

"Thankfully, you’re safe and sound." Ying Ziyao spent this night in anxiety.

Knowing about this, Xu Xingguang felt warmth in her heart, "I’m fine, those superpower users in the assassin organization are just a useless mob, nothing significant."

She looked up at the Shame Monument overhead and told Ying Ziyao, "The current Clan Leader of the Ying Family, is he the Young Master who once caused Grandfather and the others to be exiled to the Mortal World?"

"Yes, he is." Ying Ziyao informed Xu Xingguang, "He’s also the president of Medicine King Medical College; the Ying Family has always been its major shareholder, and all his grandsons study there, reportedly quite well."

But Ying Ziyao had great faith in Xu Xingguang too, "But I believe your achievements won’t be lower than his grandsons’."

Xu Xingguang did not know how Traditional Chinese Medicine had developed in the Divine Martial Realm over the past two thousand years, she dared not be arrogant and only said, "Let’s do our best."

"Xingguang, I heard you also participated in this year’s recruitment event in Medicine King City and have already passed the written exam in Golden Gate City. With your ability, getting one of the 12 freshman spots in Golden Gate City should be easy." Ying Ziyao asked her, "Which medical college are you planning to attend?"

Xu Xingguang: "Wanxiang Medical College."

Ying Ziyao was slightly surprised by Xu Xingguang’s choice, "Why? Medicine King Medical College, Divine Martial Medical College, and Eastern Alliance Medical College, these three are recognized as the most prestigious and authoritative medical colleges in the Divine Martial Realm."

"Wanxiang Medical College is mixed with all sorts, mockingly called a miscellaneous brand medical college. With your skills, you can completely enter Medicine King Medical College and Divine Martial Medical College, why go to Wanxiang Medical College?"

Ying Ziyao couldn’t understand.

Worried that Xu Xingguang might not understand the detailed situation of the Divine Martial Realm’s medical colleges, he patiently explained, "Most importantly, these top three colleges possess thirty spots directly leading to the finals of the Hundred Medicines Conference."

"This Hundred Medicines Conference in the Divine Martial Realm is not as simple as ours over there; it’s held every ten years, with selections beginning two years in advance all over, extremely cumbersome competition process, and rampant under-the-table manipulations everywhere."

He earnestly advised, "If you manage to study in one of the top three medical colleges, with outstanding performance, you might even get one of the direct finals slots. If you choose Wanxiang Medical College, you can only join the finals either by returning to Golden Gate City through rigorous selections or by becoming a school representative, obtaining a recommendation letter from your dean to directly enter the finals."

"Moreover, Wanxiang Medical College only has two slots directly leading to the finals. I suggest you choose Medicine King Medical College or Divine Martial Medical College."

Ying Ziyao worried that Xu Xingguang was being impulsive, refusing to enter a college controlled by the Ying Family and instead going to Wanxiang Medical College out of spite.

"I’ve read posts shared and exchanged in the forums of these three colleges; Medicine King Medical College has the worst cliques, Divine Martial Medical College students come from the Three Great Alliances where due to differing stances and ideologies, vicious competition is most severe. Only in Wanxiang Medical College, students with bizarre ideas share their insights."

"Perhaps to most, Wanxiang Medical College’s faculties are mixed, from professors to students are all sorts of quirky people, but the more such a place respects strength and allows unique personalities to exist."

"Do you know why I’m going to Wanxiang Academy?" Xu Xingguang’s gaze held a mysterious depth.

Ying Ziyao had no clue, he simply shook his head, "I don’t know."

"I want them to be my assistants, helping me discover a cure for the mutant virus. After all, only those without noble family backgrounds, without Alliance affiliation, entirely devoted to academia, can be our support."

"Join them, become them, conquer them." This was Xu Xingguang’s plan.

Listening further, Ying Ziyao became more dazed, having a realization of living a wasted life.

The plans Xu Xingguang spoke of, he didn’t even dare to imagine.

Only those who dare to imagine will be the first to achieve success before everyone else.