She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 1027 - 873: Super Star 47 (2000)

As Hua Yan just left the teahouse, a car without a license plate charged towards her at high speed. If she hadn’t borrowed the agility of a cat and dodged twice, she would have already been lying on the ground with her brains splattered.

Even so, her calf was fractured, and that unlicensed car fled immediately after failing to hit her twice.

Though it wasn’t a bustling area, the onlookers quickly took out their phones to call the police after such a major incident.

While Hua Yan was surrounded by concerned onlookers asking questions, she keenly noticed a gaze fixed on her. When she turned to look, all she saw was the shadow of a red SUV.

Was this arranged in advance by Dai Jiuarong?

Hua Yan’s lips curled into a sinister arc. While being taken to the hospital by ambulance, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

First of all, it’s already proven that this woman is certainly not a good person. Regardless of whether she had anything to do with today’s events, Hua Yan will hold her accountable!

With a fractured calf, she applied a plaster and walked out of the hospital on crutches, entirely alone from beginning to end.

The police left after recording her statement at the hospital. Whether there would be any news was anyone’s guess.

Given her situation, she called Ning Hao to say she had things to do this week and wouldn’t be going home for now, asking him to take good care of himself.

Hua Yan then picked up her phone to call Dai Jiuarong.

"I’m sorry to disappoint you, you didn’t manage to kill me. Regretful, isn’t it? Whether or not it was you, I’m holding you accountable. Within a month, ten million, or you’ll die from poisoning. Today, I didn’t intend to be merciless, but you crossed my bottom line, don’t blame me for being unkind. Is there, Dai?"

The sound of a girlish laugh came through from the phone: "Little one, been watching too many dramas? A black line? How come,"

The initially indifferent voice suddenly cut off sharply, then she seemed to see something and yelled at her through the phone.

"What did you do to me?"

"As you saw, if you don’t believe me, go check it out at a hospital. See if you can find out. Fortunately, I was prepared. You really didn’t disappoint me, befitting a mistress, your ruthless degree commands my respect. Hope you can survive the month!"

With a clack, Hua Yan hung up the phone, turned off her device, and found somewhere to enter space.

She indeed injected Dai Jiuarong with poison when they met today, a power she acquired upon reaching Level 50.

Originally, she just wanted to disgust her, give her a lesson, make her suffer for a while, or else how can she be worthy of her deceased mom?

So the poison would make her suffer excruciating pain, and when Hua Yan felt the punishment was enough, she’d think of a way to retrieve it. But for such a shameless woman who dared set someone to hit her even before meeting, she should not hesitate again?

This time, she wanted not only the money but to make her suffer the utmost. Of course, she wouldn’t kill her, as this life would naturally be collected by someone, but not her. As long as she could get the money, everything else was negotiable.

The black line wouldn’t be obvious at first, but day by day, it would become clearer, and the pain gradually worsen. When Dai Jiuarong had visited every hospital, finding no cure, she would naturally contact Hua Yan again. In the meantime, Hua Yan only needed to recover and attend classes properly.

While it’s true that injuring her foot affected her piano playing, her teacher had to assist her with the pedal, ensuring progress wasn’t stalled.

Five days later, that woman called her: "I want to meet you; I’ll give you money, please give me the antidote,"

"I’m sorry, my leg isn’t convenient, see you next Friday night!"

Would I meet you just because you want me to? Dream on, did I suffer the injury in vain?

Anyway, dragging for a week, she wouldn’t die, Hua Yan decisively rejected her request.

Returning home over the weekend, Ning Hao panicked seeing her foot: "Such a big thing happened, why didn’t you tell me?"

"I’m fine, just a soft tissue contusion, a period of recovery will fix it. Probably looks scarier than a fracture."

It was indeed a fracture, but she didn’t want to let a kid worry pointlessly.

"How’d you get back, why didn’t you tell me to come pick you up?"

Hua Yan didn’t want to focus on this, instead changing the topic to ask about his study in the past week, relieved to hear everything was well-adjusted.

Dinner was made by Ning Hao, simply fried noodles, though not lavish, it was a caring dinner from her brother, cherished happily.

Two days indulged at home over the weekend, thoroughly enjoying the eat-sleep cycle. The little guy wanted to buy a wheelchair, but she rejected it firmly—no way was it bad to the point of being unwalkable, no need to spend that money.

On Sunday afternoon, Ning Hao escorted her to school by taxi before taking the bus back to Four Middle School himself. Watching him wave on the bus, Hua Yan couldn’t help but have her nose turn sour: "This brother’s raising wasn’t in vain, he knows how to care!"

Getting ready to return to school, someone stopped her, hmm. That woman truly couldn’t endure the pain, pale-faced, and sought her out.

Ultimately, she was invited to a Western Restaurant at the school entrance, though they sat across each other, all arrogance had faded from Dai Jiuarong’s face.

"What exactly did you poison me with?" Why couldn’t hospitals detect it?

Hua Yan serenely smiled at her: "Naturally, it’s poison to make you obedient. How are you? Came over so eagerly, has ten million been prepared?"

"This is extortion. I’ll sue you." Facing her ineffectual threatening, Hua Yan was unfazed, even shrugging.

"Then go and sue, why come to me? Since you are so insincere, let’s end our negotiation here!"

As Hua Yan rose to leave, Dai Jiuarong looked at her grinding her teeth: "You’re smarter than your mother."

Hua Yan’s gaze sharpened: "Just because of a slut like you, are you worthy of mentioning my mother? Dai Jiuarong, do you think this girl tolerates your existence, so you dare speak unrestrainedly of my mother here?"

Dai Jiuarong barely tugged her lips: "Sit down; we can discuss. I truly can’t produce ten million, as you know, over these years, my maternal family,"

"Sorry, I’m not asking about the process, just the result. Ten million, not a penny less. If you can’t give it, just wait to die!"

Hua Yan disdainfully glanced at her, "Don’t think recordings can pressure me, Dai Jiuarong, if you dare try that, I’ll make you die without a burial place, not convinced? Try it?"