Chapter 425
Ye Heng really didn’t have a half-hearted feeling towards Ying Zidian, and had more than a little disgust.
If Ying Zidian didn’t come today, he could go over to the Ancient Medicine World and watch Lin Qingjia refine pills.
Although, just like the Ye family head had said, there were plenty of opportunities for this, and every week Lin Qingjia would refine pills at the Ancient Medicine World’s public refining venue for Ancient Medicine practitioners who were new to alchemy to learn.
But Ye Heng didn’t want to give up any chance that he could meet Lin Qingjia, even if it was just a distant glance.
He also knew that with his status, it was impossible for him to have anything to do with Lin Qingjia.
Lin Qingjia’s ancient medicine and ancient martial arts training was a rare genius in the world, and there were many people in the ancient medicine and ancient martial arts circles who wanted to marry her.
Those in the ancient martial world either married very early or very late.
Lin Qingjia was only 22 years old this year, and the Lin family couldn’t afford to let anyone go.
Ye Heng really couldn’t understand.
An ordinary person, why should he make them, the ancient martial artists, treat him so attentively?
Wasn’t it a waste of his time to let him follow?
With the time he had, he might as well go over to the Ancient Medicine world and get to know a few more Ancient Doctors, so that his life and Ancient Martial cultivation would be guaranteed in the future.
As for the First Ancient Martial Artist?
Not to mention the Ye family, even the three top Ancient Martial Arts families of the Lin family combined would all be out of reach and have to respect each other.
The number one ancient martial artist represented the pinnacle of the ancient martial world.
No one knew exactly how old he was, and no one was sure whether he was male or female.
However, the First Ancient Martial Artist had not appeared for a long time, so he might have died of exhaustion.
Nowadays, the younger generation in the ancient martial arts world only have an ear for this title at most, and do not feel much about it.
But one had to admit that up to now, there was no second ancient martial artist in the ancient martial world whose cultivation could surpa*s that of the First Ancient Martial Artist.
It was as if something was missing, an insurmountable chasm across, just that close.
Ye Heng spoke coldly again, “You gave her the word so she could practice ancient martial arts? Can you hurry up, I still have to go to the Ancient Medical World.”
Ye Ling’s face changed, “Ye Heng, Miss Ying is a VIP, how do you speak?!”
“What do you care how I talk?” Ye Heng snorted, “Then tell me, you waste your time to take care of an ordinary person, you’ll end up getting-”
Before he could finish his words, his forehead was pressed against a cold iron arm.
Ye Heng’s body stiffened and all words stopped.
“Your family lives by the sea, so wide minded, why don’t you go dance on the beach in a bikini?” Yun Shan held the gun, aiming it at Ye Heng’s forehead heart, and sneered, “Miss Ying is an ordinary person, and an ordinary person you can’t afford to mess with.”
After a pause, his voice was even colder, “Misfortune comes from the mouth, Ye Heng, you better understand this, if I kill you today, the Hall of Justice won’t be looking for me.”
This was the Ancient Martial World, killing was not illegal, after all, there were struggles happening every day and many Ancient Martial Artists died.
Since they were in the Ancient Martial World, they also had to follow the rules of the Ancient Martial World.
Ye Heng pursed his lips and gave Yun Shan a scornful glance, and really shut up about it.
He could feel the internal energy in Yun Shan’s body, which was stronger than his.
But at the same time, Ye Heng also despised Ying Zigui even more.
What’s the use of relying on guards when you don’t have your own cultivation?
Ying Zidian ignored Ye Heng, she was still looking at the portrait and her eyes were deep in concentration.
In ancient times, there was kung fu, and there were many martial arts schools, but they were not as magical as ancient martial arts.
It could turn the power in the human body into its own use and strengthen the body.
The ancient martial arts were indeed something she brought to Earth, initially as an experiment.
She had simply adapted her cultivation system from the Spirit Cultivation World, fusing it with ancient kung fu.
She also wrote down some cultivation methods and gave them to one of the disciples she had taken on.
After that, there was the Ancient Martial Artist.
The ability to develop the limits of the human body and a new increase in force value.
But full stop, she was the only disciple who had taught the ancient martial arts to her personally.
She had actually been to China several times at that time, but apart from the last time, she did not stay for long each time.
The three most important of these times were when she took on apprentices.
The first time, she took Feng Xiu as her disciple.
The second time, she took in Fu Shih as her disciple and the ancient medicine world was opened up from there.
The third time, she took on the fifth youngest string as her disciple, and the art of trigonometry developed by leaps and bounds.
Although the person in this image was blurred, Ying Ziji knew that this was her disciple, Feng Xiu.
Most of the strongest ancient martial artists live for more than three hundred years, and the strongest ones can live for five hundred years.
Feng Xiu might indeed still be alive.
Ying Zidian narrowed her eyes and withdrew her gaze: “Let’s go.”
“Miss Ying, don’t take it to heart, just ignore him.” Ye Ling whispered, “Many ancient martial artists actually have this problem to a greater or lesser extent, they can’t see the outside world.”
“It’s all caused by the environment, but it’s much better now.”
Ying Zigui smiled, inclined her head, thoughtful, and suddenly said, “Do you still want to learn ancient medicine?”
Ye Ling froze, pursed her lips slightly and let out a bitter smile, “I can’t even say that my ancient martial arts talent is good, so where would I find the time to learn ancient medicine?”
Ye Ling knew that although she had the talent for both ancient medicine and ancient martial arts, she and Lin Qingjia were not in the same category.
She just happened to be the type of person who was mediocre at both.
She was not good at ancient martial arts, and she was also very poor at ancient medicine.
Ying Zigui raised her eyes and said indifferently, “A bad talent in ancient martial arts will affect learning ancient medicine? Is there such a saying?”
Ancient medicine and ancient martial arts were not in conflict with each other, they even complemented each other.
However, this kind of thing had pa*sed for a long time, and no one in the current ancient medicine and ancient martial arts world really knew about it.
“Yes, both ancient martial arts and ancient medicine use internal energy.” Ye Ling explained, “Although they are both internal energy, these two types of internal energy are completely different, Ancient Medicine is softer and Ancient Martial Arts is more domineering.”
“That’s why very few people are able to blend these two completely opposite types of internal energy.”
If an ancient doctor accidentally used the more domineering internal energy when refining pills or giving acupuncture to a patient, the result would only be an explosion of the medicine furnace and the bursting of the patient’s blood vessels.
Ying Ziji pressed her head, “I’ve never heard of such an argument, I think ancient medicine and ancient martial arts have the same roots, and it’s not difficult to dual-cultivate.”
“This view of Miss Ying, the Grand Elder of the Fu family also said so, only that no solution has been found so far.” Ye Ling smiled, “If Miss Ying is interested in ancient martial arts, the Ye family has the tools to test ancient martial arts talent.”
Ye Heng all but laughed at that, “She can still have ancient martial talent, I-”
Yun Shan raised his gun again.
Ye Heng could only swallow back his words again, but his expression was still sarcastic.
It was easy to still have ancient medicine and ancient martial arts training?
Do you really think that everyone is Lin Qingjia?
Can they compare?
Ye Heng really didn’t want to listen to this kind of boring nonsense anymore, so he didn’t even say hello and coldly walked away on his own.
Ye Ling couldn’t stop her, her expression changed: “Miss Ying, he ……”
Ying Ziji didn’t look at Ye Heng, she just said, “Please, I want to go over to your school grounds.”
Ye Ling hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed: “Okay, Miss Ying, we will just take a look at the side, quite a few people are practicing martial arts over there, I am afraid they might hurt you.”
The three of them turned their heads to go to the schoolyard again.
The schoolyard was huge, with all kinds of cold weapons around.
Most ancient martial artists don’t see the high technology of the outside world, let alone use guns or anything else, they believe that external power is no match for their own strength.
As soon as Ye Ling led Ying Zigui inside, the sound of wind breaking through the air came to his ears.
“Swish…”
A javelin flew straight outwards from the middle of the schoolyard, officially in Ying Zigui’s direction.
Yun Shan’s ears twitched and he looked up, his expression changing, “Miss Ying, be careful!”
He immediately lifted his gun and aimed a bullet at the javelin.
With a “click”, the javelin broke down the middle and fell to the ground.
It was so close that the javelin would have pa*sed through the body.
It was obviously intentional.
Yun Shan looked cold as he stepped in front of the girl and looked coldly at the youths walking out of the schoolyard.
At the same time, Ying Ziji’s hand was released from Ye Ling’s shoulder and his jaw was slightly raised, his expression faint: “They are?”
Ye Ling’s face was still a little white and his body trembled, “The person who threw the javelin is called Ye Lang, he is from my second uncle’s family, in this generation, his ancient martial talent is second only to my elder brother, Ye Heng is also no match for him, he has always acted arrogantly.”
When Ye Xin threw this javelin over, she used a lot of internal energy.
Her cultivation level was not high and all the internal energy in her body was suppressed, there was no way to escape the javelin’s lock.
How had she managed to avoid it?
“Still using a gun?” One of the youths glanced at Yun Shan with a mocking expression, “So useless?”
Ye Lang didn’t say anything, but he once again used his internal energy.
This time it was not at the person, but at the gun in Yun Shan’s hand.
“Click, click, click, click-”
Under the squeeze of the internal energy, the gun just shattered apart and fell to the ground, becoming scrap metal.
Only then did Ye Lang open his mouth, indifferently, “Don’t let me see such things less often.”
Chapter 426
The gun Yun Shan was holding was not an ordinary model, it was a new piece of equipment that had only come out of the nok forum trading area.
This gun was one that could break through an ancient martial artist’s defense.
Of course, the prerequisite was that the ancient martial artist’s cultivation level did not exceed twenty years.
The time of twenty years was a watershed.
Ancient martial artists with a cultivation level of more than twenty years were also able to be more mature in the use of their inner strength.
Without twenty years of cultivation, one cannot actually be considered an ancient martial artist.
The cost of this gun was US$8 million.
“Ye Ling, how do you do things?” The youth who spoke earlier looked at Ye Ling again, “I wonder if Young Master Ye Lang hates seeing such things the most?”
“Ordinary people are ordinary people, and they have to use guns.”
“To compete with internal strength, right?” Hearing this, Yun Shan sneered and stepped forward, “Fine, then let’s have a match.”
He used a gun for the sake of convenience.
Something that could be solved with a single bullet, why do you need to use ancient martial arts?
Was it tiring?
Sick in the head.
The three brothers had been in the slums before and were not good people.
But after following Fu Yunshen for a long time, their natures had slowly settled down and they weren’t as vicious as before.
And at that moment, a hand stood in front of him, plain and white as jade.
Ying Ziji slowly raised his eyes, faint: “Eight million, I quite don’t want to make a move.”
“How do you want to do it?” Hearing this, the young man looked sarcastic, “Do it, are you worthy to say these two words to me? Hmm?”
He didn’t even have any internal energy, he was an ordinary person, and he still wanted to make a move with him?
He could have killed her with a casual wave of his internal energy.
Ye Ling’s face turned even whiter, but she didn’t move, “Miss Ying, you go, he, they should be coming for me.”
“Don’t worry, apart from life and death fights, the Ye Family does not allow casualties, they won’t hurt me.”
But the Ye family, likewise, would not interfere in the struggle between juniors.
Things will be chosen by nature, and the strongest will survive.
This was the set rule of the ancient martial world.
“Ahem.” Yun Shan’s expression was odd for a few moments as he coughed a few times, “Miss Ye, please step back for a moment.”
Ye Ling froze again.
“I’m in a good mood today.” Ying Ziji rolled up her sleeves and nodded slightly, “It’s not impossible to move your hands.”
She tied a ponytail and took two steps forward.
“Want to make a move with me?” The youth smiled back, his smile cold and hostile, “Fine, meet you, you first, I’d like to see what you, an ordinary person, can do.”
Yun Shan covered his eyes with his hand, somewhat unable to bear to look.
It was over, a few more fools were going to be taught to behave.
Didn’t these people think about the fact that they couldn’t feel that Miss Ying had internal energy, couldn’t it be because their ancient martial arts cultivation was too low?
Ancient martial artists with high cultivation levels have all reached the realm of returning to the basics.
It was easy to hide their internal energy.
But Ying Ziji was too young.
Not to mention Ye Lang and the others, Ye Ling didn’t think of it in this way either.
She was startled and was about to step forward to block.
But what happened next brought Ye Ling to a raw halt.
The girl raised her hand and clasped the youth’s shoulder, clearly seemingly without using much force.
In the next second, the whole youth fell to the ground.
“The sound of a “thud”, accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking, was clear outside the silent schoolyard.
It was over.
Yun Shan looked at the youth with pity.
How tragic.
Ye Lang’s cold face sank, “That’s really something.”
This was his servant.
Although his cultivation level was not that high, he had also cultivated his internal energy, so it was easy to kill an ordinary person.
Ye Lang threw the other javelin in his hand to the ground, moved his bones and sneered, “If you have the guts, why don’t you move your hands with me too?”
**
A minute later.
The scene was quiet for a while.
Ye Ling stood aside, looking at the few people of Ye Lang who were all taken down to the ground, a bit silly.
Yun Shan found a good angle, took a few photos and sent them to Fu Yun Shen.
“With internal strength, it’s also quite wasteful.” Ying Zigui stepped on Ye Lang’s hand and faintly, “Might as well not have it.”
Ye Lang didn’t understand the meaning of this sentence, he only felt that his internal organs were all stirred together, a burst of pain, and he could barely breathe.
His mind was also a little confused, and the internal energy in his body kept churning in a riotous manner.
Ye Lang admitted that he had thrown that javelin on purpose.
There were rules in the Ye family not to fight each other, but all he had to do afterwards was to say that he did not mean to but was negligent, and that would be fine.
In this generation, Ye Ling was really considered quite wasted.
If it weren’t for the fact that her father was the head of the Ye family, would she still be able to live successfully until now?
Ying Ziji glanced at Ye Lang indifferently and gave him a kick at one of his acupuncture points.
Ye Lang only felt his limbs go numb and something was slowly draining away his strength, unable to move for a moment.
“That’s enough playing.” Ying Ziji dropped her foot, “Let’s go.”
“Ying, Miss Ying ……” Ye Ling finally reacted, “You, you turned out to know ancient martial arts?”
The reason why the ancient martial arts community did not allow ancient martial artists to interfere in mundane matters was because even a junior ancient martial artist could easily ko a world cla*s boxing champion.
Even if an ordinary person is a strong fighter, there is no way they can fight an ancient martial artist.
Ying raised his eyebrows, “I don’t think I said I don’t know ancient martial arts.”
Ye Ling’s expression was still a bit dazed: “Well, it seems to be ……”
This is what her dad said about ordinary people?
What kind of big joke is that?
“Miss Ye, a reminder.” Ying Ziyi faintly, “Tell your father to be careful of your second uncle.”
Hearing these words, Ye Ling’s expression finally firmed up, “Miss Ying, you can see that too?”
The Ye family’s second uncle did have thoughts about the position of the Ye family’s head, but his cultivation level was a step below the Ye family’s head, so he only coveted it and had not made any actual moves.
Ying Ziji paused, “Yes, to see it.”
Of course, she didn’t have the effort to observe the Ye family members, she just did the math.
Her divine calculation ability had recovered quite a bit now, and she could look at and calculate any ancient martial artist whose cultivation level didn’t cross over to her.
However, she was rather lazy and did not like to use her divine calculation ability much.
If she had to look at everyone’s future all the time, she would have been exhausted long ago.
“On that point, Miss Ying can rest a*sured, Dad he’s always on guard.” Ye Ling whispered, and smiled bitterly, “It’s me who’s dragging my feet.”
But if her ancient martial talent could be a little higher, she wouldn’t have been locked in by Ye Lang’s internal energy.
Her ancient medical talent had become a liability instead.
Ye Ling shook her head, throwing her thoughts out of her mind and smiled again, “Miss Ying, let me take you over to the clan shrine again.”
**
At this time, the Imperial Capital.
Tian Xing Entertainment.
President’s office.
Luo Wenbin was working inside when there was a knock on the door.
He rubbed his eyes and put down his pen, “Come in.”
The secretary walked in and lowered his voice: “Mr. Luo, Miss Tong has arrived, do you have time to see her now?”
“Coming?” Luo Wenbin smiled, his spirits lifted, “Let her in, have you avoided the cameras?”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Luo.” The secretary nodded, “No one saw Miss Tong come in, except for the few directors who made the plan together.”
“Very well.” Luo Wenbin said, “Get the contract ready.”
The secretary nodded again and retreated.
Three minutes later, he went and returned with a woman wrapped up tightly all over.
“Miss Tong, hello.” Luo Wenbin rose, “I’m glad you could come, please have a seat.”
“You’re welcome, Mr. Luo.” The woman took off her mask and was also enthusiastic, “Just call me Yu Fei.”
Tong Yu Fei.
An artist under First Light Media.
Twenty-eight years old this year, a hot 90 young flower now, with good acting skills.
Although she was nowhere near the top stream, she was still a first-tier star.
Her main field of study is drama, so her national popularity is higher than some movie curiosities.
But Tong Yu Fei’s ambitions don’t stop there.
She has always wanted to make a transition and move to the film field.
Only that it had been unsuccessful for the past two years because she couldn’t afford to carry the box office.
“Miss Tong, our meaning was made very clear on the phone.” The secretary smiled and pushed a document in front of Tong Yufei, “This is the contract we have prepared, you just have to agree to us executing this plan and we will give you the best resources internationally.”
“You should know that Era Media is filming Eternal Knight 4, and the female lead is from China.”
Hearing these words, Tong Yu Fei’s hand trembled and she was a little shocked, “Eternal Knight 4?!”
“Yes, it’s ‘Eternal Knight 4’.” The secretary first glanced at Luo Wenbin’s expression before continuing, “Miss Tong, allow me to say this, you would never be able to get such good resources at Primeval Light Media, not to mention-”
He smiled, meaning to point out, “Several top executives of Primeval Media are still unconscious in O Chau because they were poisoned, once we do it, it’s only a matter of time before it disintegrates, what are you still doing at Primeval Media?”