Chapter 621 The Ancestor Emerges from Seclusion! Father Wen's Identity Exposed [2 Updates]
It wasn't a life-or-death struggle; it was a random killing in public.
The one they killed was the legitimate daughter of the Fan family.
Even with the backing of the ancient medical community, Ying Zijin couldn't be protected.
Just wait to spend the rest of your life in jail!
Regardless of the circumstances, it is a grave taboo for ancient doctors to kill people.
If this gets out, will the ancient medical community still respect Ying Zijin?
"Old man, are you out of your mind?" Jiang Ran quickly recovered after his initial shock, his face instantly turning icy cold. "What kind of diarrhea is this? She just collapsed on her own. My father didn't even touch her. Are you trying to scam me?"
Ling Chonglou gestured for Jiang Ran to quiet down with his eyes: "Xiao Ran."
Jiang Ran was furious: "Dad!"
“Your father means you used the wrong words.” Jiang Huaping handed the coat she was wearing to the housekeeper and walked over. “This isn’t a staged accident; this is blatant suicide.”
The head of the Fan family said coldly, "Madam Ling, you'd better watch your words, and you'd better have some self-awareness."
"You're just an ordinary person with no ancient martial arts skills. You could die in the ancient martial arts world in a matter of minutes—ah!!!"
He let out a scream and was slapped to the ground by Ling Chonglou.
Ling Chonglou withdrew his hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "You will die first."
"Ling Chonglou!" The First Elder of the Fan family's eyes darkened. "You've gone too far."
"Your Miss Fan is already dead, and instead of inviting an ancient physician to treat her, you're just making a scene here." Ling Chonglou smiled faintly. "It seems that to you, she's just a tool."
"Treat her?" The eldest elder of the Fan family almost laughed. He pointed at Ying Zijing, "The Fan family doesn't have a single ancient doctor left. Who are we supposed to treat? Didn't you see those three golden needles that directly severed Zhixi's life?"
Ying Zijing's eyes were calm: "Why would I kill her?"
"Because you are narrow-minded!" the Grand Elder of the Fan family sneered. "You transferred all the ancient doctors of my Fan family, leaving thousands of people in my Fan family without any medical treatment!"
"Zhixi only came to beg you, and you killed her? You are unworthy of being a doctor!"
"Oh ho, your Fan family threatened the independent doctors not to cooperate with us, and my father Ying retaliated in kind, and you call that narrow-minded?" Jiang Ran sneered, "How can you be so hypocritical?"
The eldest elder of the Fan family choked.
"Elder Fan, if I remember correctly, there are quite a few clinics in your territory," Ling Chonglou smiled. "But you only have the ancient doctors stationed by your Fan family. Don't you go to clinics when you're sick?"
In the world of ancient martial arts, a medical clinic is essentially equivalent to a hospital.
The ancient doctors stationed in ancient martial arts families are just like the private doctors hired by large families in the secular world.
The absence of the ancient physician stationed in the family only weakens the family's strength; it does not affect the treatment of illnesses.
The eldest elder of the Fan family was furious and emphasized, "She's just petty and narrow-minded."
"You're saying she's not breathing?" Ying Zijing half-squatted down, rolled up her sleeves, and said calmly, "Let me see if she's really dead."
"Don't move!" the Fan family elder shouted sternly. "You killed her, fine, but you want to touch her corpse?"
“Fine, I won’t move.” Ying Zijin straightened up, her voice calm. “But I need to remind you that if the gold needles on her neck are not removed within ten minutes, she is really going to die.”
"Nonsense!" The eldest elder of the Fan family's eyes flashed. "Zhixi has already been killed by you, how can she die again?"
Ying Zijing said calmly, "Do as you please."
The eldest elder of the Fan family was so angry at this indifferent attitude that he almost vomited blood.
The head of the Fan family finally caught his breath, with blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes were bloodshot: "Ancestors, the Ling family is going too far! My Fan family is seventh in the ancient martial arts world, how can we be so humiliated and trampled on?!"
“Not bad.” The old man slowly stepped in from the doorway, looked directly at the girl, and said calmly, “Indeed, we can’t let this go. You killed my junior, and you must pay with your life.”
"Either go to the court, or you kill yourself right here."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed.
Even Jiang Ran could feel the old man's internal energy fluctuations; his aura was formidable.
Far beyond the level of a master of ancient martial arts!
"Father Ying," Jiang Ran's palms were sweating, "I'll go call Father Fu."
Fu Yunshen's ancient martial arts skills are comparable to those of the ancestors of a large family.
Before Jiang Ran could dial the number, a dignified voice rang out, tinged with coldness.
"Does the Fan family really think the Ling family has no one left?"
The source of the sound fell directly from above.
Jiang Ran looked up and found that the roof of the house had been casually ripped off: "..."
Upon seeing the visitor, Ling Chonglou was taken aback: "Ancestor, you've emerged from seclusion?"
The patriarch of the Ling family, Ling Xuan, is also the oldest member of the Ling family.
He was two hundred years old, and his cultivation level was also around two hundred years.
This ancestor of the Fan family is even weaker than the ancestor of the Ling family.
Their arrogance vanished instantly.
The head of the Fan family was so enraged that he spat out a mouthful of blood: "You—"
The ancestors of ancient martial arts families mostly secluded themselves in seclusion, and the Fan family was no exception.
Many ancestors died while trying to reach higher levels.
Unexpectedly, the Ling family's ancestor appeared at this time.
"Is this Miss Ying?" Ling Xuan ignored the Fan family members and instead bowed to Ying Zijing. "I thank Miss Ying for helping the Ling family. I guarantee that if I don't die today, the Fan family will not be able to harm Miss Ying."
Upon hearing this, Ling Chonglou was also startled: "Ancestor."
"You're too kind, senior." Ying Zijing's eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded with a smile. "It's nothing, just go to the Court of Justice."
The Fan family's eyes lit up.
With witnesses and physical evidence, once she's in the courtroom, Ying Zijing will never get out.
Ling Xuan frowned: "Chonglou, you will come with me to the Court of Justice."
Ling Chonglou: "Yes, Ancestor."
**
On the other side.
The Xie family.
Xie Nian walked to a bamboo house by the lake and respectfully bowed, saying, "Ancestor."
He was an old man, dressed in a gray robe, with gray hair and beard, typical of ancient attire.
It was Xie Huanran, the ancestor of the Xie family.
He is over 320 years old and has 390 years of ancient martial arts cultivation.
With Feng Xiu absent, Xie Huanran is the number one ancient martial arts practitioner.
Xie Huanran waved: "Niannian, you seem to be in a good mood. What's making you so happy?"
"It's nothing to worry about," Xie Nian said casually. "Just getting rid of a little ant that's getting in my way."
In her opinion, Ying Zijing wasn't even worthy of carrying her shoes.
Xie Huanran nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Since it's just a tiny ant, it's not worth her attention.
Xie Nian seemed to remember something: "Ancestor, I can play around as I please, right?"
"Of course." Xie Huanran laughed. "Niannian, you can run rampant in the ancient martial arts world all you want. With me backing you up, who dares to mess with you?"
Before taking action against Xie Nian, one should carefully consider whether they have the ability to withstand his retaliation.
Xie Nian smiled too.
That was about ten years ago, not long ago.
The Liu family, ranked fourth in the ancient martial arts world, was wiped out by Xie Huanran alone.
The entire family, men, women, and children, were slaughtered without exception.
This incident has indeed aroused public outrage.
All the elders of the Judicial Hall were alarmed and unanimously believed that the Xie family had committed a serious crime.
However, Xie Huanran's ancient martial arts skills were too high, and the other ancient martial arts practitioners could only dare to be angry but not speak out, and in the end, the matter was left unresolved.
From that time on, no one dared to provoke Xie Nian again.
"You can bully whoever you want, but you'd better not touch Lin Qingjia." Xie Huanran frowned. "That old man Cheng Yuan treats her like his daughter-in-law."
"The Martial Arts Alliance has grown quite a bit in recent years. I, your ancestor, don't want to go against the Martial Arts Alliance. It's easy for both sides to suffer heavy losses."
Cheng Yuan is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.
Xie Nian said disdainfully, "I wouldn't stoop to lay a hand on Lin Qingjia. She's only been practicing ancient martial arts for sixty years and knows a little bit of medicine. She's just trash."
As for Yue Fuyi of the Yue family, her ancient martial arts skills are comparable to hers.
However, Yue Fuyi often secluded herself and did not flaunt her talents.
She always picks on the weakest link.
“Grandfather, it’s about time.” Xie Nian stood up, her red lips curving into a smile. “I’m going to the Court of Justice to watch a show.”
"Go ahead." Xie Huanran nodded, then said, "Ancestor, I need to go into seclusion for a short period of time, about three or four months. During this time, I will not be in the Xie family."
He wanted to break through to the level of Feng Xiu.
Once his ancient martial arts skills have improved further, he will completely take control of the ancient martial arts world.
From now on, there will only be the Xie family, instead of the Lin, Xie, and Yue families.
Xie Nian understood and left the bamboo house.
**
Hall of Justice.
The Ling and Fan families arrived at the courthouse in a grand procession, where they happened to run into Xie Nian.
Xie Nian and the head of the Fan family exchanged a glance, realizing that the Fan family had succeeded.
She could kill someone using someone else's knife without even having to exert herself.
So relaxing.
The Fan family wanted to go to the court.
This matter still falls under the jurisdiction of the Chief Justice.
As they passed the Ministry of Supervision, Ying Zijing stopped and said, "Uncle Ling, you go ahead, I'm going to find someone."
"No!" Patriarch Fan exclaimed. "Who knows if you're trying to escape? You can't leave our sight!"
Xie Nian laughed: "You'd better not tell me the person you're looking for is here?"
She pointed to the sign at the entrance and asked, "Do you know what this place is?"
The Judicial Hall and the Supervisory Department are the offices of the enshrined officials.
Is it possible for just anyone to get in?
Xie Nian said calmly, "No need to leave yet. We'll wait here and see who you're looking for."
The door was opened from the inside at that very moment.
Someone came out.
Ling Chonglou was closer and saw the person's face first.
He paused for a moment: "Mr. Wen?"
Ah, see you tomorrow~~
Please also ask for a ticket for Mr. Wen.
(End of this chapter)
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