Chapter 23

Name：My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules Author：I'm Not Me
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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Young… Young Master Su, what brings you here?”

The shopkeeper’s voice started to tremble when he saw who had arrived in the shop.

Su Ying was Su Ling’s older brother. He was only 17 years old and a First Stage Elementalist. That didn’t make him a genius, but he had an identity that garnered more attention – Third Stage Alchemist.

Alchemists formed one of the most respected classes in the Tianyuan Continent, and they were even more highly regarded than Elementalists.

A Third Stage Elementalist might not have anyone else supporting him, but a Third Stage Alchemist would have countless Third Stage Elementalist Mentors behind him. He might even have Fifth or Sixth Stage Elementalist Mentors.

A 17-year-old Third Stage Alchemist was considered a genius in all of the Beian Nation. Even the emperor had to be kind to him.

On top of that, Su Ying was backed by an elder from the Dan Sect, a First Grade Alchemy Grandmaster, Dan Wuji.

This was another reason why Su Ling dared to challenge Yun Qingyan to a fight even though she knew that Grand Master Yun was extremely protective of his granddaughter. Even if Grand Master Yun were the top fighter in all of the Beian Nation, he would think twice before offending an Alchemy Grandmaster.

“I can’t be here?” Su Ying looked nastily at the shopkeeper.

Yun Qingyan followed the sound of the voice to find a young man wearing black. He didn’t look too bad and did look a lot like Su Ling. The gloominess in his eyes destroyed his handsome face.

“Of course not, of course not. It is our honor for Young Master Su to come to our lowly shop.”

The shopkeeper bowed low and had smiles plastered all over his face. His attitude towards Su Ying was completely different from how he treated Yun Qingyan earlier.

It was hard to blame him. After all, even though both the Su family and the Yun family were influential families in the capital, Su Ying was a genius Alchemist and was backed by an unparalleled master with a bright future ahead of him, while Yun Qingyan was just a useless bum. If Marquis Yun had to retire from his position, she wouldn’t last long. So of course, she didn’t deserve the same treatment as the young master of the Su family did.

“So you’re Yun Qingyan, the one who hurt my younger sister?”

Su Ying looked at Yun Qingyan and he didn’t bother hiding away the murderous look inside his eyes.

He and Su Ling were biological siblings and were very close since they were children. He had been training himself up within the Dan Sect for the past few years, but he was still as close as ever to his younger sister. He was so shocked when he came back the day before to hear that Su Ling had been injured by a good-for-nothing.

On top of that, when his father went to Yun Mansion to demand an explanation, that ridiculously arrogant Marquis Yun actually kicked him right out.

How was a powerful alchemist full of potential like him supposed to hold his head up high now?

“Shopkeeper, where are the herbs I asked for?” Yun Qingyan completely ignored Su Ying and just started waving her tiny hands at the shopkeeper who was still bowing to Su Ying.

The fury in Su Ying’s heart immediately intensified.

Ever since he became an Alchemist and was taken in as a disciple of a Dan Sect elder, nobody dared to ignore him like this anymore.

“Miss… Miss Yun… your… your herbs…” The shopkeeper started to stutter very slowly and kept glancing towards Su Ying.

Su Ying proudly stuck his nose in the air and didn’t seem to care about anyone else.

He was sure that the shopkeeper of Hundred Herb Hall wouldn’t dare to go against him and actually sell those herbs to this useless woman right here.

The shopkeeper had a bitter look on his face when he saw that Su Ying didn’t want to interfere directly with this matter. On one side, he had the heir of the Su family, a future Alchemy Master, and on the other side, he had the beloved granddaughter of the top fighter of the Beian Nation. He couldn’t afford to offend either.

As the saying goes, when gods fight, humans are the ones who suffer.

But… compared to offending an Alchemy Master, it seemed better to offend a useless bum instead. The shopkeeper closed his eyes hard and decided in his heart. “Miss Yun, the herbs you asked for… are… are all sold out here.”