When we get closer.

I sensed a strange fluctuation.

"My second wife has broken through to the Martial King realm?"

Lin Jinglong smiled.

He didn't take the events that had just happened at the Qiu family to heart, even though he had inexplicably mastered how to use his bloodline talent.

They also wiped out one of the ten ancient martial arts clans.

But compared to Wu Yuehan's matter, it was all a small matter to him.

Lin Jinglong rushed home.

What happened tonight has caused a huge uproar in Kyoto.

The ancestral home of the Long family.

Long Aozu had just finished the meeting of the ten clans.

Not long after the various families left the Long family, he was in a hospital room, looking at a pale-faced young man on the hospital bed.

That was his grandson, Long Xishan.

The daughter-in-law was wiping away tears nearby.

"Patriarch, we've managed to save Xishan's two hands, but their path in martial arts is ruined. They'll be a Martial King for life."

"The family has no heir!"

You must avenge him!

The middle-aged woman wiped away her tears slowly.

Long Aozu felt a headache coming on and waved for his son to pull the person out.

He looked at Long Xishan on the hospital bed.

"Don't worry, Grandpa has already reached an agreement with the other nine families. They will each contribute some manpower, and with the Long family's accumulated resources over the years, we will definitely be able to avenge you!"

"Grandpa, I..."

Long Xishan was about to speak, tears welling in his eyes.

A man burst in from outside the door; it was none other than Wu Jingshui, the First Elder, who whispered a few words in Long Aozu's ear.

"What?"

"The Qiu family was wiped out?"

"Even their ancestor is dead?"

Long Aozu was shocked.

Qiu Xingyi left the Long family in less than half an hour. How could so many things have happened?

"Who did this?"

Long Aozu asked in shock.

Wu Jingshui's expression showed some struggle.

He glanced at Long Aozu's expression and spoke somewhat reluctantly.

"Lin Jinglong!"