Chapter 565 A Slap Delivered, Emperor Ying Unleashed His Power [1 Update]
The middle-aged man is over a hundred years old this year. Although he is still in his prime in terms of the lifespan of ancient martial artists, he has indeed lived for a very long time.
He couldn't stand how the younger generation these days, once they had a little talent, would become arrogant and conceited.
Have they lost all sense of hierarchy and respect for elders?
They were all blinded by the glitz and glamour of the secular world.
In the world of ancient martial arts, the larger the family, the more they dislike and reject the secular world.
These families have lived in the ancient martial arts world for a long time and have never left.
Ying Zijin said calmly, "Old people, remember to prepare a coffin. You won't even know when you're going to pass away."
The middle-aged man's face darkened: "What did you say?!"
"Everyone, since Miss Qingxue and Young Master Fuchen can both refine it, why do you insist on coming to Miss Ying?" Ye Ling couldn't help but ask. "You look down on her and still come to her, do you have..."
The middle-aged man gave him a cold look, his tone aggressive: "Who gives you the right to speak?"
His internal energy surged, and his aura pressed down on Ye Ling.
Ye Ling's face turned pale instantly, and her body swayed.
Because she also has a talent for ancient medicine, as a "useless" person who cultivates both ancient medicine and ancient martial arts, her ancient martial arts skills are not high, and she has been practicing for less than ten years.
Even if the middle-aged man only used his aura to deliberately intimidate Ye Ling, he could still seriously injure her.
Ying Zijing pressed down on Ye Ling's shoulder and spoke again: "If you're not going to refine it, get out."
The middle-aged man's expression finally changed, and he sneered, "You think you can just decide not to practice? It's not up to you!"
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the girl's shoulder.
"court death!"
A furious shout suddenly rang out, and internal energy struck from a distance.
A gust of wind swept across the ground, and before the middle-aged man could even touch Ying Zijing's clothes, he was tumbled over by the wind and slammed face-first into the ground with a "thud."
Ye Changkong stood in front, his beard fluttering.
The middle-aged man coughed up blood, barely managed to lift his head, and his expression changed instantly: "Ancient martial arts master?!"
How could such a small family as the Ye family have a master of ancient martial arts?
If there are ancient martial arts masters, why are they still staying in such a small place?
According to regulations, once a family produces a master of ancient martial arts, they can register with the Judicial Hall and receive a certain amount of resources.
If the Ye family produces a master of ancient martial arts, they will be able to control a larger territory.
No one has ever specifically counted how large the ancient martial arts world is.
Conservative estimates put it at least over 6 million square kilometers, which is two-thirds of China.
However, the population of the ancient martial arts world is less than 100 million.
The Xu family has many ancient martial arts masters; even excluding the ancestors who have gone into seclusion, there are at least ten.
The Xu family's elder council consists of five elders, all of whom are masters of ancient martial arts.
The problem is that only two of the elders support the current head of the Xu family.
The other two support the other faction.
There is also a neutral one.
This prevented them from deploying ancient martial arts masters.
The Xu family has over a thousand members, and there is a great deal of internal strife.
The fact that the Xu family head suddenly fell ill this time was also due to the Xu family secretly doing something.
With several other groups of people present, they really couldn't persuade Fu Chen and Meng Qingxue to come.
I had no choice but to settle for second best and come here to find Ying Zijin.
Ye Changkong sneered: "Didn't you hear Miss Ying say? She won't refine it!"
This shout also carried an inner force.
The middle-aged man's ears were throbbing and bleeding.
Ye Changkong raised his hand again, unleashing his inner strength, and slapped the middle-aged man away.
The middle-aged man's cultivation level was only a little over sixty years old. A slap from the ancient martial arts master instantly left him severely injured.
He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, and passed out before he could even utter a word.
The other guards who followed didn't even have time to react before they were all slapped away by Ye Changkong one after another.
"Miss Ying saved my Ye family, so naturally the Ye family will stand on Miss Ying's side." Ye Changkong clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, feeling quite ashamed. "I really have made Miss Ying laugh at me. People in the ancient martial arts world are quite unreasonable."
"You've demonstrated your abilities, which is indeed dangerous. Why don't you go outside and take shelter for a while?"
No one wants to offend ancient doctors, but this is only possible if they have a powerful background.
For example, Meng Qingxue, Fu Chen, and the young master of the Dan Alliance.
Some ruthless families in the ancient martial arts world would even imprison ancient doctors to concoct medicines for them.
The Xie family has done something similar, but there is no conclusive evidence.
Ying Zijing pondered for a moment, then took out dozens of protective charms and distributed them to the Ye family members: "Take them."
Upon smelling the faint fragrance, Ye Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss Ying, what is this?"
"Amulet," Ying Zijin said. "It protects you and safeguards your heart. Keep it with you at all times and don't take it off."
"Big sister! Big sister!" The little dumpling jumped up and down, pointing to her round, almost invisible neck, "Wear it on my neck, please wear it on my neck."
Ying Zijing poked the little dumpling's face.
Judging by the feel of the hand, this was the same child who had given her candy last time.
She squatted down, patiently took out a long red string, passed the amulet over, and then put it on the little dumpling.
The little dumpling jumped up and down happily: "Mother, look, it's beautiful."
"Miss Ying, I'm sorry to trouble you again." The woman quickly picked up the little dumpling. "You really don't need to do this kind of thing."
Ying Zijing poked the little dumpling's cheek again: "It's nothing, just a casual gesture."
"Miss Ying, this pattern is really nice." The Ye family head finished putting away the amulet and began to flatter her, "I didn't know your embroidery skills were so good."
Women in the ancient martial arts world also do not embroider; they practice martial arts just like men.
However, those in the ancient medical field also knew how to make embroidery.
Ying Zijin: "...The outer shell was bought on Taobao."
The only thing she made for Fu Yunshen was something she made herself.
These mass-produced amulets, not to mention the outer shell, even the medicinal herbs inside were all ground into powder by her using a machine before being filled in.
Patriarch Ye was somewhat bewildered: "Taobao?"
Ye Ling hurriedly explained, "Father, it's a trading website, similar to the trading venues in our ancient martial arts world, but more convenient, as it can deliver goods to your door."
"Oh, oh." The Ye family head was very interested. "Can it be delivered here?"
Ying Zijin: "...I'm afraid that won't work."
Even the SF Express deliveryman couldn't find the entrance to the ancient martial arts world.
"Alas," the Ye family head said regretfully, "Thank you, Miss Ying. I will certainly keep it safe."
Ye Heng opened his mouth, wanting to ask why everyone else in the Ye family had one except him.
But then, remembering his previous attitude towards Ying Zijing, he fell silent.
Ye Heng clenched his fist.
If they don't want to give it to him, they don't want to give it to him; they just think he's interested.
**
The Xu family.
The middle-aged man and a group of guards were carried in; they were badly injured.
Even if he manages to wake up, his cultivation will be ruined.
The head of the Xu family, pale-faced, sat on the bed and coughed once: "Send someone again, this time sneaking in."
The butler accepted the order.
But a few hours later, they failed again.
With Ye Changkong in charge, there's no way to stop them unless they send a master of ancient martial arts.
Madam Xu massaged the back of the Xu family head, looking very worried: "What should we do?"
If the Xu family truly cannot recover, then the position of head of the family will have to be changed.
In medium to large families, those who lose in power struggles have an unwritten rule: their internal strength must be abolished, and they must be expelled from the family.
The Xu family is one, and so is the Ling family.
This is to prevent disaster from happening.
"Madam, we just checked again. The Ye family is all on Ying Zijing's side, except for Ye Heng, who is infatuated with Miss Qingjia to the point of madness." The butler said, "Madam, didn't you buy a sachet that Miss Qingjia made herself?"
"Why don't you give that sachet to Ye Heng and let him lure the Ye family out? Then Ying Zijin won't have to worry about not coming."
Madam Xu hesitated for a long time, somewhat reluctant: "Does it have to be a sachet made by Miss Qingjia?"
She had a hard time buying it; it was the only one available.
“Madam, Ye Heng’s cultivation level isn’t very high, only a little over ten years old.” The butler smiled. “Once the matter is settled and the master’s illness is cured, the sachet will naturally return to you.”
The Ye family?
The Xu family could easily crush a small clan; how dare they act arrogantly towards them?
As long as the Xu family head recovers, he can hold on until the family head is replaced.
After thinking for a moment, Madam Xu handed over the sachet: "Alright, then I'll leave this matter to you."
**
The Ye family.
Ye Ling was studying several prescriptions given to her by Ying Zijin in the study when she saw Ye Heng barging in. She frowned and asked, "Ye Heng, what is it?"
"Ye Ling, I came back from outside and found an injured person in that dilapidated house over there. He was caught up in a fight and is in serious condition." Ye Heng lowered his head, not looking at Ye Ling. "He seems to be dying. Could you go and check on him?"
"The injured?" Ye Ling stood up. "Where is he? Take me there."
Ye Heng relaxed, clutching the sachet he had taken in his pocket: "It's over there."
Ye Ling is very kind; she even treats animals.
He knew that although the lie was clumsy and simple, it would definitely fool Ye Ling.
Ye Ling picked up the medicine box and followed Ye Heng outside.
When they reached a riverbank, Ye Heng, quick as a flash, suddenly pushed Ye Ling.
Caught off guard, Ye Ling was pushed to the ground.
Before she could react, Ye Heng had already tied her up with the iron chains he had prepared beforehand.
Ye Ling's expression changed: "Ye Heng, what are you doing?!"
"Nothing much. The Xu family invited Ying Zijing to refine medicine, and they need you to bring her out." Ye Heng stood up.
He glanced at it, then took off the amulet that Ying Zijin had given to Ye Ling and put it in his pocket.
Ye Ling exclaimed, "Ye Heng! You've gone mad!"
"Ye Ling, you are not Ying Zijing, they won't hurt you," Ye Heng shouted as he ran. "Besides, they only asked her to refine medicine, they didn't kill her."
"How strange. Miss Qingjia has been famous for so long, yet she doesn't have such a big air about her. If she wants to establish herself in the field of ancient medicine, shouldn't she treat patients? Why is she deliberately putting on airs? She really wants to have her cake and eat it too."
Ye Ling's heart sank instantly.
She never expected that Ye Heng would do such a thing.
Ye Heng felt no guilt and ran straight to the post station.
"Young man, very good, not bad." The butler smiled. "If the Ye family falls, would you be interested in joining the Xu family?"
Ye Heng was taken aback: "Join...join the Xu family?"
In terms of overall military strength, fifty Ye families couldn't compare to one Xu family.
Such medium-sized families have very strict conditions for recruiting retainers, requiring at least fifty years of ancient martial arts cultivation.
But if you can get in, you'll have access to cultivation resources, money, and power.
Ye Heng hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
He had no intention of harming Ye Ling.
No matter what, the Ye family is his family.
But he felt absolutely no guilt about hurting Ying Zijin.
**
When Ye Heng returned home, dinner was being prepared.
When Ying Zijin returned from the Pill Alliance, dinner officially began.
Ying Zijing looked at the information about the Xu family that Fu Yunshen had sent him and pondered for a moment.
"Where's Xiaoling?" After waiting a while, Patriarch Ye finally noticed something was wrong. "Didn't she go out with you? Why isn't she here now that you're back?"
Ye Heng was locked in the family ancestral hall for three days last time, and he has finally behaved himself quite well.
He stopped clamoring to go to the ancient medical community to watch Lin Qingjia refine medicine and started practicing martial arts at the training ground every day.
Patriarch Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Ye Heng could still be saved.
"Who knows where she ran off to?" Ye Heng was a little guilty, but he acted confidently. "She must have gone to the Pill Alliance. Do you expect me to follow her?"
Ying Zijin lowered her eyelashes.
Although her divination abilities were sealed, preventing her from foreseeing danger, she was still able to do so.
However, there are some things that can be discerned from subtle clues without the need for divine calculation.
Ying Zijing looked up at Ye Heng's face.
She could see every micro-expression clearly.
Ye Heng, annoyed and embarrassed by the stare, retorted, "Why are you looking at me like that? I told you, she ran away on her own, you—"
Before he could finish speaking, his throat was locked, his feet left the ground, and he was lifted into the air.
The next second, with a "bang," Ye Heng crashed into the wall.
The force was so great that it created a shallow crater.
The intense pain nearly made Ye Heng faint.
But his head was also held captive by the girl's hand, preventing him from even getting dizzy.
Ying Zijin lowered her head.
The amulet that fell to the ground was the one she gave to Ye Ling.
Ye Heng looked terrified, and his body trembled violently.
Ying Zijing raised her eyes: "You want it, right?"
(End of this chapter)
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