Senior brother… even the president of the Alchemist Guild couldn't do anything.
Our only hope is Pill King Gu He," Yanran said softly, worry clouding her eyes.
Ye Chen frowned deeply. Branded Poison wasn't like ordinary venom.
It burned itself into the bones and marrow, impossible to draw out with medicine alone.
The only method was to send a flame into the body and burn the poison away.
But ordinary flames were useless. Only a Heavenly Flame could do the job.
And Gu He did not possess one. Even if he went, it would be in vain.
"It's just… a last desperate hope," Yanran sighed. "If even Elder Gu He can't help, then my grandfather…" Her voice trailed off.
Looking at her worried expression, Ye Chen suddenly smiled.
"Yanran, don't worry. Your grandfather's poison—I'll handle it."
She blinked, startled, then looked at him with a flicker of hope.
Ye Chen's confidence was no bluff. Gu He lacked a Heavenly Flame, but Ye Chen had one! With Yao Chen's soul bound to him, the Bone-Chilling Flame was also his to command. With such fire, purging the Branded Poison was well within reach.
And more than that..it was an opportunity.
Yanran had already broken off her marriage with the Xiao family in secret.
The old man Nalan Jie would certainly be furious when he found out. Even with Yun Yun backing them, Nalan Jie's stubbornness meant he might never agree to Yanran's relationship with Ye Chen.
But if Ye Chen were to personally save the old man's life, everything would change. Such a favor would bind the Nalan family to him.
Not only that....the Nalan clan had long held close ties with the Mittel family.
If Nalan Jie were to fall, those ties and all the business between the families would collapse, bringing massive losses.
Saving him would win Ye Chen not just the gratitude of one family, but two.
This was a gift from the heavens.
"Senior brother, you're the best!" Yanran's heart swelled with warmth as she leaned against his chest.
She thought he only meant to invite Gu He on her behalf, not that he was already planning to act himself.
Ye Chen smiled and gently patted her shoulder.
"Alright, I'll send you off here."
Ahead stood the grand gates of the Nalan estate. Since Yanran hadn't confessed to her family about breaking the engagement, Ye Chen felt it unwise to go in with her. Gossip could spread too easily.
Yanran nodded reluctantly, eyes lingering on him.
"Mm. Senior brother… I'll be waiting for you to come propose."
Glancing around to make sure no one was watching, she suddenly leaned forward and planted a quick kiss on Ye Chen's cheek before darting off toward the mansion.
"Careful, don't run," Ye Chen called after her, a helpless smile tugging at his lips.
"I know, senior brother!" she called back with a sweet smile, vanishing through the estate gates.
Ye Chen stood there for a moment, watching until her figure disappeared.
Then, with a faint grin, he turned and walked away.
This debt of gratitude....he intended to claim it in full.
Crossing a few busy streets, Ye Chen soon arrived before a massive, luxurious residence.
Above the tall gates, three flamboyant characters were written in bold calligraphy — "Mittal".
Looking at the familiar family estate, Ye Chen couldn't help but let out a small laugh before heading straight for the gate.
"Greetings, Young Master Ye Chen!"
The guards standing by the entrance immediately bowed with deep respect when they saw him.
Ye Chen nodded slightly, acknowledging them, and walked straight in without stopping.
"It's been a while since I last visited Grandfather…" he thought to himself.
Now that he planned to marry Nalan Yanran, Ye Chen naturally had to return home and inform his grandfather first. Besides, there was also the matter of Ya Fei, which could only be handled through the old man's influence.
Very soon, Ye Chen stepped into the central courtyard of the Mittal Estate.
"Young Master Ye Chen has returned!"
"Quick, report this to the Second Elder!"
The servants, upon seeing him, hurriedly ushered him inside with excitement.
Not long after, a voice full of affection rang out—
"Chen'er, Chen'er! My precious grandson has finally come home!"
A richly dressed elder, hair streaked with white, appeared at the entrance of the courtyard. His face broke into a broad smile the moment his eyes fell on Ye Chen.
"Grandfather!"
Ye Chen quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully, though there was a warm smile on his own face as well.
This man was none other than Mittal Huayuan, the Second Elder of the Mittal family and Ye Chen's grandfather.
"Good boy, you really came back. Excellent, excellent! You haven't visited me in so long."
Huayuan walked right up to Ye Chen and placed his wrinkled hand on his grandson's shoulder, patting it affectionately. His eyes were brimming with joy.
Clearly, Ye Chen's return filled the old man with relief and happiness.
Grandfather, it's my fault. I should have visited more often. From now on, I'll make sure to come see you frequently."
Looking at the kindly elder before him, Ye Chen's heart felt warm.
He knew very well that if not for this old man's unwavering support, no matter how talented he was, he would never have achieved so much at such a young age.
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