Transmigrated To Ancient Time: Thrive With An Auction System!

Chapter 330: Plague ( 11 )

When Yao Zhi and Fu Chen’an stepped into the main hall, besides Xue Ya’er, who had been waiting for them, there were also several unfamiliar people.

Seeing them coming, Xue Ya’er’s eyes lit up. Even before Yao Zhi greeted her, she waved her hand and said, "Young Master Lei, there is no need for formalities. Please have a seat."

Everyone was taken aback by how cordial the Madam was to this young man. They exchanged glances and thought about the rumors they heard on their journeys. They observed Yao Zhi from head to toe and felt that she looked weak and frail, nothing compared to the General.

Noticing their scrutiny, Yao Zhi still bowed slightly at Xue Ya’er before she took her seat. As her brother, Fu Chen’an, took a seat beside her, sharing the small table.

Xue Ya’er had never seen the man following her today and asked, "Young Master Lei, may I ask who this person is?"

Yao Zhi smiled and replied, "Madam, this is my brother, Lei Ting." After a moment of pause, she continued, "Today, we came under my Father’s order to deliver the medicine to Madam."

Recalling their previous conversation, Xue Ya’er and Steward Han’s eyes flashed with surprise and joy.

They thought that it would take a long time for Lei Feng to persuade his family to help. Unexpectedly, the descendants of the Nuwa Clan indeed cared about living beings. They agreed to lend a helping hand in such a short time.

"Young Master Lei, does your family agree to help us solve the plague?" Xue Ya’er asked, with joy in her tone.

Yao Zhi nodded and glanced at her husband. Before they entered the mansion, she had already handed a jar of black paste medicine to him.

Fu Chen’an received his wife’s signal and placed his hand above the small table. The next moment, a jar appeared out of thin air.

The moment everyone saw this, they were stunned. After a while, one of them stood up and pointed at them. "Demons, how dare you infiltrate the Great Yan Kingdom!"

Hearing this, Yao Zhi smiled and asked, "This uncle, who are you calling demons?"

Before the middle-aged man could reply, Xue Ya’er raised her hand and said, "Seventh Uncle, please watch your words. These gentlemen are the descendants of the Nuwa Clan."

As soon as she said this, everyone was shocked. They had heard the legend of the Nuwa Clan, but until now, no one had ever met them.

"Madam, how can you be so sure that they are not faking their identity?" an old man asked in his hoarse voice.

"This..." Xue Ya’er also couldn’t prove that their identities were real, so she glanced at Yao Zhi and waited for her reaction.

Yao Zhi looked calm, but she was thinking of a way to prove their identity. While she was racking her brain, the system suddenly said, "Host, didn’t you receive a token before? Why don’t you use it to prove your identity?"

When she heard this, Yao Zhi remembered that the token was made of an unknown material. Although she had her doubts, she had no other choice right now.

She reached into her sleeve and took out the token from her system’s storage. She took out the black token, showed the intricate, unknown patterns to them, and said, "This is my family’s token."

At first, everyone stared at the token with doubt, but suddenly the old man stood up abruptly and walked over. He leaned closer to take a better look but didn’t dare to touch the token.

During his youth, he had once investigated the Nuwa Clan’s existence. Although he had never met them, there were ancient scrolls recording the direct descendants of Nuwa’s totem. The patterns carved on the token looked similar to the totem.

"Young Master, may I take a closer look at your token?" he asked with a trembling voice.

Yao Zhi feared that her bluff would be exposed, but she had no choice but to feign composure and nod. She handed the token to the old man.

The moment he held the token, the old man’s eyes lit up. Based on the material alone, he was 70% sure that this token was real.

"In the ancient records, the direct descendants of the Nuwa Clan were bestowed with a star stone. The star stone was smooth like jade, but it was harder than iron. In summer, it was cold, but in winter, it was warm."

"The patterns carved on this token are indeed the totem of the Nuwa Clan. Due to the hardness of the star stone, only the Nuwa Clan was able to carve it."

After he finished his explanation, he checked the back of the totem and saw a name carved on it. "Yao Zhi?" he muttered softly.

He remembered that in the ancient records, only the heir of the clan would receive a totem with his or her name carved on it. The rest of the family members who received star stone tokens were the elders.

As for the branch family members, their tokens were made from various materials based on their position in the clan.

Reaching this conclusion, the old man’s hand shook, but he didn’t dare to drop the token. He returned the token to Yao Zhi with both hands and bowed in a 90-degree bow.

Seeing this, Yao Zhi and everyone were taken aback, except for Fu Chen’an. He always had a nagging feeling that his wife’s background was not as simple as everyone thought.

"Young Master, I’m sorry for being presumptuous and doubting your identity before. I apologize to you."

Yao Zhi kept her calm and took back her token. "It’s okay."

"Young Master is indeed magnanimous," the elder said before he returned to his seat excitedly.

While she stored the token in the system’s storage, Yao Zhi asked, "System, what’s going on?"

Soon after, a mechanical voice echoed in her mind. "To ensure that the Host has the best protection in this world, the Heavenly Dao agreed to give you the identity of the Nuwa Clan’s heir. This token is the Heir’s personal token."