Chapter 222: Bai Qikun’s Visit and the Shock Brought by Su Lin

    In the office, Su Lin was tapping on the keyboard and humming a tune. If it weren’t for the system development project he took on, he could have been leisurely sipping coffee. But not wanting to be too bored at the company, he had taken on the task.

    In the next room, Xia Shiyu and Lin Xiaowan, nominally Su Lin’s assistants and secretaries, were busy handling documents, though in reality, Su Lin had offloaded all his work onto them.

    “Just a system, so simple,” Su Lin muttered, “Half done in two hours.” As he spoke, Su Lin felt an extremely powerful aura appearing on the rooftop of the Su Corporation building.

    Su Lin narrowed his eyes; “Wang Yannian? He’s arrived so soon?”

    Su Lin opened the window and disappeared from the office. In a moment, Su Lin reached the rooftop of the Su Corporation building.@@@@

    There stood a square-faced man in formal attire on the rooftop, his mere presence exuding endless authority. One’s temperament might be disguised, and gazes could be imitated, but the aura was immutable.

    Su Lin observed him thoughtfully; this man didn’t look like Wang Yannian at all. The Wang Yannian in the novels dressed plainly, looking like an ordinary elderly farmer, which didn’t match the demeanor of the man before him.

    Stepping forward with a smile, Su Lin greeted, “Excuse me, sir, did you bring me here because you needed something?”

    Bai Qikun turned around, studying Su Lin for a few seconds before speaking, “Su Lin?”

    Su Lin nodded, “That’s me.”

    Bai Qikun also nodded, “You’ve caused quite a stir in Jiangnan recently.”

    “Are you here to reprimand me?”

    “No... just a reminder.”

    At this, Su Lin’s expression softened, “How may I address you, sir?”

    “Bai Qikun.”

    Su Lin’s eyes flickered at the mention of the name, Bai Qikun, one of the two greats from the capital known in the original story.

    These guy and the other guy had dominated the capital for forty years until Xiao Chen’s arrival, which gradually changed the dynamics. It was unexpected that this man would come to Donghai, and so early.

    “You’ve heard of me?” Bai Qikun looked thoughtful. Not many knew of him, but those who did held very high social statuses, like Qin Deshu and Song Zhiming.

    How could Su Lin, an eighteen-year-old rich second generation, know him? It seemed that Su Lin was as mysterious as the reports suggested.

    “I’ve heard, you’re a big shot from Bureau 751, I didn’t expect you to come to Donghai,” Su Lin sighed.

    Bai Qikun rarely smiled, but he did now, “You and your father have stirred up Donghai enough to bring out all sorts of characters, how could we not come?”

    “What do you mean ‘you and your father have stirred up the waters’? My father has always been diligently managing the company, and I was forced into this. You should have checked my background,” Su Lin protested.

    Bai Qikun didn’t pick up on Su Lin’s retort but continued, “I’ve met Wang Yannian.”

    Su Lin nodded, “I know he came down from the mountain and that he would come for me. You aren’t suggesting I let him beat me without fighting back, are you?”

    “Correct, and I can also tell you, what Wang Yannian is so obsessed with is because it can cure all diseases, I mean real diseases, like leukemia, liver cancer, lung cancer, all curable.”

    “It can also heal internal injuries, even if one is beaten half to death, as long as there is a breath left, a few days after taking it, one can revive on the spot.”

    Hearing this, Bai Qikun’s breathing quickened. Being such a person, in a way, he could be considered a stabilizing pin and was no longer easily moved by material things, but what Su Lin described was truly shocking.

    Bai Qikun suddenly thought of something, “Song Zhigang? Did Song Zhigang take that thing? What exactly is it?”

    Having an Human Immortal like him turn into what he was now was unprecedented, Su Lin sighed; “It’s a type of pill, called the Seven Revolutions Resurrection Pill.”

    “As the name implies, even if one has turned seven times at the ghost gate, it can pull them back. Wang Yannian came down because Xiao Feiyu promised him he could tell him how to make the Seven Revolutions Resurrection Pill.”

    “Sss...”

    Su Lin pretended to reach into his pocket, then pulled out a pill from his system space and tossed it to Bai Qikun, “This is it.”

    Bai Qikun picked up the Seven Revolutions Resurrection Pill and sniffed it. Instantly, he felt as if his blood was leaping, as if he had grown several years younger. His expression drastically changed, “You keep such a pill in your pocket?”

    Su Lin naturally replied, “It’s for saving my life, if not in my pocket, then where?”

    “It’s a waste, the medicinal power will dissipate, it should be stored in a jade vial.”

    Su Lin shrugged, “I’d like to store it in a jade vial too, but I don’t have the means.”

    Bai Qikun stared at Su Lin seriously, “Do you have the method to make this pill?”

    Su Lin shook his head, “I don’t, Xiao Feiyu doesn’t either, but Wang Yannian couldn’t resist its temptation, do you understand what I mean?”

    Bai Qikun nodded; he too couldn’t resist the temptation, he had almost wanted to strip Su Lin and take all the pills.

    “No wonder Old Wang disregarded everything to come down from the mountain, such a pill is indeed enough to drive anyone mad, including me.”

    Su Lin laughed, “He’s doomed not to fulfill his wish. This thing can’t be produced by martial artists, otherwise, why would it have remained undiscovered after so many years of research?”

    Bai Qikun nodded, “If even the ghost doctor couldn’t produce it after so many years, it indicates the pill is truly special. Tell me your conditions, Su Lin.”

    Su Lin smiled, “What conditions could I have? Just look after a few of my girlfriends and my father for me, and as for Xiao Feiyu and Wang Yannian, just don’t interfere.”

    “That simple?” Bai Qikun was somewhat dumbfounded.

    Su Lin nodded, “Just that simple.”

    “Alright, I can agree to that.”

    “Then I thank you in advance, Mr. Bai.”

    Bai Qikun nodded, his face pained as he placed the pill in his pocket. He only had one pill, rather than consuming it himself, he preferred to take it for research, perhaps to discover a method of production.

    Su Lin saw through Bai Qikun’s thoughts and shook his head; such things were not so easily replicated.