Chapter 485 Ying Zijin: Am I that weak? [2 Updates]
Lin Qingjia didn't react for a moment. She paused for a moment, then said, "My biological child, I—"
Just as she was about to speak, a simply dressed person suddenly appeared in her mind.
Lin Qingjia's hand trembled, and the teacup fell from her hand.
"You forgot?" An Roujin looked at her and wiped her mouth again. "You were the one who ran to come with me back then, crying and saying you didn't want to stay in that kind of place."
She never intended to bring a child along, but Lin Qingjia was very clever when she was young and always followed her.
Once they arrived in the capital, security became very tight, so she had to keep Lin Qingjia with her at all times.
Later, while she was looking for another good match, she accidentally encountered the Lin family. They discovered that Lin Qingjia had amazing talent in ancient martial arts and wanted to take her back.
Even An Roujin didn't expect that, with Lin Qingjia's help, she would be able to enter the world of ancient martial arts.
Lin Qingjia leaned back in the wooden chair, her eyes lowered, and her voice became indifferent: "It happened many years ago, and it's not important, so I really wouldn't remember it."
She actually knew very well.
She has a very good memory; even after more than a decade, she can still recall Wen Fengmian's voice and appearance.
In terms of appearance and temperament, Wen Fengmian was definitely no less than Lin Jinyun.
But in other aspects, it is indeed far inferior.
Moreover, only after entering the world of ancient martial arts and ancient medicine will one realize how weak the world before was.
Lin Qingjia pursed her lips slightly.
"Sigh, I never expected him to return to the Ji family and even attend the auction." An Roujin put down her handkerchief and smiled as she spoke, "You are, after all, his biological daughter. There's no enmity between father and daughter. Why don't you go and see him?"
Just as Lin Qingjia was about to speak, a little boy ran into the private room from outside and rushed to her side: "Sister."
This is her younger brother, Lin Shao.
"Shao'er." An Roujin patted the little boy's head. "Why don't you go to your grandparents' place?"
"Come and keep Mom company for a while." Lin Shao was very well-behaved. "Grandpa and Grandma told me to call my sister over."
An Roujin was very happy: "Shao'er is so sensible."
Her own son is much better, unlike that freak who was born only to stare at her and was riddled with illnesses.
Otherwise, would she have left him with that good-for-nothing Wen Fengmian and not taken him with her?
At least the son is still useful.
But it's all good, now she has both a son and a daughter, and has achieved the blessing of a "good" life.
It's his loss that Wen Fengmian didn't have it.
"Mom, Dad will be here soon." Lin Qingjia was silent for a long time before standing up. "I'm taking Shao'er to Grandpa and Grandma's."
An Roujin didn't say anything more: "Go."
Lin Qingjia led Lin Shao outside, speaking softly, "Shao'er, if your sister had another younger brother, you—"
"No, no!" Lin Shao's eyes widened upon hearing this. "My sister can only be mine. Who else? I'll go kill him. Is he as smart or as powerful as me?"
Lin Qingjia smiled and said, "No."
Lin Shao is a martial arts practitioner, while Wen Tinglan is an ordinary person who can't even speak clearly. How can the two be compared?
"That's settled then." Lin Shao snorted. "Anyway, only I can have such an amazing older sister."
His sister has many suitors, and many of them send him lots of snacks and fun things.
Lin Shao tugged at Lin Qingjia's clothes: "Sister, Grandpa and Grandma are still waiting for you."
Lin Qingjia snapped out of her daze: "Let's go."
**
On the other side.
On the way to the auction house.
Lin Jinyun and another elder were walking past with the Taylor family.
The Taylor family came this time to personally apologize for what happened at the Saint Sa City docks.
This was the first time a middle-aged man had come to the world of ancient martial arts, so it was understandable that he was curious.
He looked around, then his gaze suddenly stopped.
Not far away, the man was tall and slender.
Even with a mask on, her refined and elegant beauty cannot be concealed.
The middle-aged man stopped and squinted.
Lin Jinyun noticed his reaction: "Head of the Taylor family?"
The middle-aged man looked away, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's nothing, I think I saw someone familiar."
After saying that, he immediately rejected it himself, and chuckled to himself.
That person has always been in O Continent, so how could he possibly appear in the ancient martial arts world?
It's just that the figure and demeanor are somewhat similar.
Lin Jinyun didn't ask anything more: "This way, please, Patriarch Taylor."
The four major conglomerates of O Continent are on par with them in terms of strength.
In terms of various methods, the Taylor family has far more.
However, this is the world of ancient martial arts, so Lin Jinyun is not afraid of what the Taylor family might do.
Moreover, there is a courthouse here.
Lin Jinyun learned from the judicial hall that Fu Yunshen had arrived.
He was one of the few people who knew Fu Yunshen's true appearance.
The Xie family offended the court that time, and Fu Yunshen even had to take action himself. Lin Jinyun guessed that the Xie family had targeted Fu Yunshen's brother again.
But he wouldn't remind the Xie family about this.
The middle-aged man followed Lin Jinyun to the private room where An Roujin was, and Ying Zijin also returned to Wen Fengmian's side.
The auction had already begun at this point. The items upstairs were all small items, and the major families had not yet made any bids. The buyers were all on the first floor.
It wasn't until the seventh item appeared that a commotion broke out in the private room where the Lin family was located: "One hundred thousand."
In the ancient martial arts world, the ratio of currency to cash is one to ten. This amount, if placed outside, would be one million.
Ying Zijing rested her chin on her hand, and opened her slightly closed eyes at this moment.
Wen Fengmian turned his head: "Yaoyao, what medicine do you need?"
"Hmm." Ying Zijin nodded slightly. "This one is specially for you. It can help you open up all your acupoints. I estimate that after you take it, your cultivation level can increase by fifty years."
Even Wen Fengmian was taken aback: "Fifty years?"
There are quite a few people with fifty years of ancient martial arts cultivation, but most of them are in their seventies or eighties and are already capable of serving as elders of small to medium-sized families.
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow and said slowly, "Dad, that's because you're a talented ancient martial artist. An ordinary ancient martial artist should only last up to fifteen years."
Therefore, ancient medicine and ancient martial arts complement each other.
After returning to Earth, she heard that the ancient medical and martial arts communities had always been linked by marriage, which didn't surprise her.
However, she did not pass down the acupuncture techniques and alchemy methods that could rapidly enhance the cultivation of ancient martial artists.
Her apprentice, Fu Xi, only knew a few skills.
Wen Fengmian frowned: "Won't it affect your health? Dad won't allow it to affect you even a little bit."
He also knew that in ancient medicine, the process of refining elixirs sometimes came at the cost of one's own lifespan.
"No," Ying Zijing yawned. "Dad, am I that weak?"
"..." Wen Fengmian coughed. "Yun Shen helped you take the picture?"
“Hmm.” Ying Zijin nodded. “He’s in another private room, not with us. It’s more convenient for him.”
There are far too many cases of burning, killing, and looting in the ancient martial arts world.
Especially after the auction, once outside the auction hall, there will be all sorts of disputes, and deaths are inevitable.
However, one should think twice before robbing large families and the court of justice.
Wen Fengmian nodded: "We should thank him properly."
Ying Zijing paused for a moment, then pressed her head: "Dad, please don't let me hear the word 'thank you' right now."
She's already traumatized.
The guests were somewhat surprised by the Lin family's offer of "ten thousand," especially those from families with a long tradition of traditional medicine.
Because this medicinal herb is nothing special, at least not at present, its price is at most ten thousand.
However, it can slightly improve the cultivation of some low-level ancient martial artists, but the Lin family doesn't value it.
But the Lin family wouldn't waste 100,000 yuan for no reason.
"Miss Qingjia must have discovered something again."
"Miss Qingjia is skilled in both ancient medicine and martial arts; she is truly remarkable."
"It must be said that since Miss Qingjia came along, traditional medicine has also developed a lot."
Since only Lin Qingjia can use this medicinal herb, they naturally cannot compete for it.
Lin Qingjia's reputation in the fields of ancient medicine and ancient martial arts far surpasses that of the Lin family's elders.
She has saved many people.
Just as the auctioneer was about to bring down the gavel, another sound came from another box.
"Five hundred thousand."
It increased fivefold in an instant.
The guests were all taken aback.
The Lin family, naturally unwilling to be outdone, followed suit.
"Six hundred thousand."
The sound continued.
One million.
The person in charge of auctioning the medicinal herbs for Lin Qingjia was the third elder of the Lin family. Enraged by the price increase, he shouted, "One hundred and one—"
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Qingjia stopped him: "It's too expensive, let's give it up."
The Third Elder paused, then said, "But isn't this what you need?"
"It's alright." Lin Qingjia smiled and shook her head. "The price is higher than expected, so let's not bid."
This medicinal herb is not precious, but rare; it has appeared a total of ten times so far.
She had also read many ancient books and deduced that this medicinal herb could very likely cause ancient martial artists' cultivation levels to skyrocket.
So I had the idea to do research, but I haven't tried it yet.
Lin Qingjia sighed softly.
However, the chances of failure are very high, so it's really not worth wasting this money on making it.
"How can this be allowed?" The Third Elder frowned and stood up. "I want to see who dares to compete with the Lin family."
This is Lin Qingjia's primary medicinal material, which is crucial to the development of ancient medicine.
Can someone else take it?
In the first chapter, I mentioned in a digression that Brother Fu's first time holding a girl's hand was still there. I feel like you guys have misunderstood.
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(End of this chapter)
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