Chapter 611
Hearing this, Housekeeper Ling hesitated for a moment.
If it had been the previous Ying Ziji, this kind of thing should not have involved her.
But now she was still the first genius in the ancient medicine world, and the Ling family was all high up.
“The young master was slightly injured when he was sparring with the other guards in the Hall of Justice.” Housekeeper Ling spoke anyway, “But the family head and madam have already asked the ancient doctors to come and look at it, it’s nothing serious.”
“Looking at you, you didn’t suffer a little injury.” Ying Zidian faded, “I’ll go and have a look.”
“Miss Ying!” Butler Ling was anxious and raised his hand to stop.
But for just a moment, he only felt his body being paralysed, and he couldn’t even exert his internal energy.
By the time he regained his mobility, the girl had already gone from the hall into the inner room.
The servants of Ling Chonglou’s faction of the Ling family, who also knew Ying Zigui, naturally wouldn’t stop her.
Butler Ling hurriedly followed her over, not even having time to think about what had just happened.
The Ling family was different from other ancient martial and ancient medical families, the design in the house tended to be modern, a simple and light style, giving it a very comfortable feel.
In Jiang Yan’s bedroom.
Ling Chonglou, Jiang Ping and Ling Mianxi were all present.
There was also an ancient doctor who was
three people sitting by the bed, looking grave.
On the bed, Jiang Yan was lying there with several layers of gauze wrapped around his head.
The bleeding had stopped, but the hideous scarlet colour could still be seen.
“Family head, madam, I have stabilised the young master’s injuries.” Doctor Gu wiped a handful of sweat and removed the golden needles, “But his head has been hit too hard, it’s still unknown if he can wake up.”
Jiang Ping’s voice was soft and tears fell at once, “An unknown quantity?”
“It depends on his will to live.” The ancient doctor was also in a difficult position, “Madam, I am not skilled in medicine, I am ashamed.”
Ancient doctors were only one percent of ancient martial artists, and the powerful ancient doctors were all occupied by the great families of the ancient martial world.
For a medium-sized family like the Ling Family, it was considered good to have a group of resident ancient doctors.
If it were the ancient doctors from the Heavenly Doctor Sect, they would have easily been able to revive Jiang Yan.
Jiang Ping was such a strong person, she didn’t know any ancient martial arts, but she was still brave enough to face the enemy alone.
She was always smiling, even when she was hurt.
But now, she was crying.
Ying Zidian walked forward and asked again, “What’s wrong?”
“I’m going to pick him up at night from the Justice Hall escort.” Ling Mianxi slowly let out a breath, “The fifth-ranked guards who befriended him all told me that they hadn’t seen him again after lunch.”
The Hall of Justice included food and accommodation, and also came with leave.
Each guard could take a day off each week.
Tomorrow it happened to be Jiang Yan’s turn to rest, so she went to pick him up.
“I asked several people and finally got to a steward who said he was practicing martial arts in the back of the mountain, then I went over to take a look.” Ling Mianxi whispered, “He was lying on the ground, and the blood on his head was congealed.”
“I didn’t dare to move him for fear of involving his injuries, so I could only call two ancient doctors from home to come and carry him back.”
Just by listening, Ying Ziji knew how badly Jiang Yan had been injured.
Her hands paused, she rolled up her sleeves and sat down, “Aunt Jiang, Uncle Ling, let me take a look at him.”
It was only then that Jiang Zheping was startled to realise that there was an extra person in the room, and jerked her head up, startled: “D**key, you-”
And hearing this, the ancient doctor at the side jumped up at once: “Miss Ying? You are Miss Ying?!”
How could he be able to see the first genius of ancient medicine here?
Ying Zidian disinfected her hand with alcohol and said, “Needle.”
The ancient doctor hurriedly handed over a new box of gold and silver needles.
He watched with rapt attention as the girl dropped one gold needle after another, trying to determine which acupuncture point it was.
But in the end, the girl dropped the needles so fast that Doctor Ku was dazzled and dizzy from watching.
But this needle technique reminded the ancient doctor of what was written in the books.
He was astonished: “Miss Ying is using the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?”
The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, the mastery of the Heavenly Doctor Sect.
“Hm.” Ying Ziji was indifferent, “It’s been a while since I’ve used them, I’m not too familiar with them.”
After she finished applying the needles, she took out two more pills and asked Ling Chonglou to feed them to Jiang Yan.
Thirty minutes later, Ying Zigui removed the needles.
Within a few minutes, Jiang Yan slowly opened his eyes.
It was still a bit surreal for him to see light again.
Jiang Ren looked at Ling Chonglou and then at Ying Zigui and froze: “My two fathers?”
Ling Mianxi let out a sigh of relief.
Being able to be funny now meant that his brain was normal.
Ling Chonglou’s voice slowed down, soft and low: “Who did this? Tell Daddy.”
Jiang Yan finally slowed down.
But he kept his mouth shut and didn’t say a word.
Ling Chonglou was patient: “Don’t worry about the rest, tell dad.”
Jiang Yan still didn’t say anything.
Ying Ziji also looked at him: “Say, who did it.”
Jiang Yan opened his mouth, hung his head and spoke reluctantly, “The Qiao family, Qiao Dong.”
“The Qiao family?” Ling Chonglou didn’t care that Jiang Yan had wimped out so quickly, he wrinkled his brows, “Is it the Qiao family that’s affiliated with the Fan family?”
The Fan Family, a large family in the Ancient Martial World.
Although it wasn’t as good as the Lin, Xie and Yue families, it was still ranked in the top ten.
Jiang Yan nodded sullenly, “Well, he’s eighty years old and I can’t beat him.”
After hearing this, Jiang Painting Ping laughed in exasperation, “Eighty years old, bullying my son who hasn’t even reached twenty, does the Qiao family still want to have a face?”
Usually older ancient martial artists would not interfere in matters between their juniors.
Except for the Xie family, but no one really dared to mess with the Xie family.
Ying asked again, “Why did he hit you?”
“Just …… is the ring match at the weekend.” Jiang Yan’s voice was small, “The guard I was fighting against was called Qiao Ting, Qiao Dong’s own nephew, Qiao Dong wanted me to quit the ring match in order for his nephew to win, I didn’t agree, so he said he wanted to beat up and ruin me.”
Jiang Ping was so angry that his fingers shook: “His nephew, he’s fifty or sixty too, isn’t he?”
Jiang Yan nodded again.
Ying nodded slightly, his expression still calm: “Good, I know.”
Ling Mianxi slowly stood up, her fingers clenched, her gaze cold and hostile: “Qiao Dong, right? I’ll go and kill him!”
She had been spoiled growing up, and Jiang Yan was even more so.
Ever since she was little, Jiang Yan had been a bit lawless.
But he was kind by nature, and had never been hurt like this before.
“Mianxi!” Jiang Ping pulled her along and spoke seriously, “Mianxi, you can’t go, there are too many people staring at you, you absolutely can’t go openly and honestly.”
“Yes, sister.” Jiang Yan coughed a few times, “I’m fine with a few injuries, if something happens to you, what will happen to the Ling family?”
“Then what else? Just watch you get beaten up? I can’t swallow that.” Ling Mianxi’s eyebrows knitted up, “But it makes sense, I can’t go openly, I’ll go secretly.”
Ying Zigui wrapped his arms around him, “Well, I’ll go with you, secretly.”
Ling Chonglou: “……”
Jiang Ping: “……”
Jiang Ren: “????”
What the hell?
“Qiao’s house is still the place to go.” Ling Chonglou stood up, “None of you should go, I’ll go check it out.”
Jiang Zheping’s expression changed and she grabbed his clothes, “Chonglou.”
“It’s alright.” Ling Chonglou soothed him, “Little painting, I’ll be fine.”
Ling Chonglou walked out with Ling’s housekeeper.
The atmosphere in the bedroom was still gloomy.
Jiang Ping sighed and stood up, going to the kitchen next door to prepare food.
Jiang Yan took a sip of water before saying sullenly, “Father Ying, the reason my mother stopped my father is because there’s too much infighting in our family, haven’t you noticed that every time you come, my father always lets you in through the side door.”
Ying Zidian’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Found out.”
“A few other first families are waiting to catch my dad’s mistakes so they can pull him down.” Jiang Yan pursed his lips, “The Qiao family and the Ling family are equally powerful, but they’re backed by the Fan family and have to be in a higher position.”
“Alright, stop talking.” Ling Mianxi stood up, “Rest well, your sister has your back.”
Jiang Yan was touched, “Sister, I want to ……”
“Don’t even think about it.”
“……”
**
The Qiao family.
Ling Chonglou barged right in with his guards.
“So it’s Chonglou.” The Qiao family head’s eyes narrowed as he stood up, “Why have you suddenly come to my Qiao family today? Is there something going on?”
“But you’re coming in with such aggression, you don’t look like a guest at all.”
“What I’m here for, you’re mentally clear.” Ling Chonglou was indifferent, “An eighty year old bullying a twenty year old, is that funny?”
The Qiao family head was unimpressed, “How can you call it bullying? Aren’t all Justice Hall guards capable of sparring with each other? Qiao Dong just gave your son a few pointers, and you’re still holding a grudge?”
Ling Chonglou’s voice turned cold: “Pointing? You want to die!”
He was extremely fast, and in the next second, he grabbed the Qiao family head by the collar.
The Qiao Family Master was startled, but his face was calm.
“Ling Chonglou, you have not thought about one thing at all when you strike at me.” He smiled calmly, “Back then, when you married an ordinary person, your Ling Family’s elder group was already displeased with you.”
“Not to mention, how many of your Ling family fights were there? And how many people are eyeing your position as family head?”
Ling Chonglou’s expression was instantly icy cold.
“Why don’t you take a guess, if you did take a shot at my Qiao family, would you still be able to sit on your family head position?” The Qiao family head laughed unrestrainedly, “Without your family headship, with you being a half-step Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster, can you still protect Jiang Painting Ping?”
Jiang Painting Ping’s fame wasn’t low either.
Becoming the Ling Family’s head mother as an ordinary person would have surprised the other ancient martial arts families.
In particular, her appearance was extremely prevalent, and she was a rare beauty in the ancient martial world.
Ancient martial artists were used to burning, killing and looting, and continued the ancient style of complete patriarchal rule, with women having a lower status.
Even other ancient martial arts clans would use coercion to take back any woman they saw.
Unless they had the strength to do so, such as Ying Zidian or Ling Mianxi.
But Jiang Ping was a completely ordinary person.
Ling Chonglou took a deep breath, and his hands were bruised.
“O Chonglou, endure the wind and waves for a while.” The Qiao family head sensed the change in his emotions and spoke indifferently, “Without a certain amount of power, one can only endure, don’t you think so?”
“Yes, not bad.” Ling Chonglou smiled back, his smile cold and vicious, “I still don’t need to pick a day to beat you.”
The Qiao family head frowned, “What did you say?”
Before he could react, he was slapped by Ling Chonglou.
The slap was so strong that the Qiao Family Head’s brain buzzed.
And right after that, another slap came up.
It was only when he had slapped the Qiao Family Master and spat out blood that Ling Chonglou let go of him.
He turned around and walked away.
The Qiao Family Master slumped to the ground, furious and slurring his words, “Ling Chonglou, wait until you’re finished!”
Wait, he would leak all this information to the rest of the Ling Family’s direct lineage and make Ling Chonglou step down from the Ling Family!
He would like to see how Ling Chonglou could still be arrogant in front of him at that time!
**
The other side of the Qiao Family.
Qiao Dong had drunk a lot of wine because he was happy.
He was drunk and put his arm around Qiao Ting’s shoulders, “Little Ting, you must give your uncle a fighting chance, at the ring tournament the day after tomorrow, that Jiang Yan has no way to fight you, you must be able to successfully promote to the fourth rank.”
Qiao Ting was also fifty years old this year.
But he could not be called a genius, as his ancient martial arts cultivation was only about thirty-five years old, and had stopped long ago.
Although Jiang Yan had only caught up in the past two years, if we were to talk about practical combat ability, he was much more powerful than Qiao Ting.
After all, he had endured Fu Yunshen’s severe beatings.
“Uncle, don’t worry.” Qiao Ting was also happy, “I will definitely not disgrace you.”
Saying that, he hesitated, “However, if you beat up that boy Jiang Yan like that today, what if the Ling family retaliates?”
“Retaliation?” Qiao Dong snorted, “What kind of situation is the Ling family in, you still don’t know? If Ling Chonglou dares to retaliate, he won’t want his position as family head either.”
Only when Qiao Ting heard this was he relieved.
After he sent Qiao Dong back, he himself returned to his room.
Qiao Dong sat down on a chair, ready to read a book on warfare for a while before going to sleep.
But he had just opened the book when a hand grabbed his collar from behind and lifted him up.
“With a bang, he was pushed against the wall, and his body was dropped.
In the light, the girl’s face was cold.
Chapter 612
The sharp pain hit him, making Qiaodong’s wine sober up in an instant.
If it were normal, he would have been amazed and then moved to think of something else.
But now, Qiaodong was in no mood to think of anything else.
His throat was squeezed so tightly that it was difficult to breathe, but he could still make a sound.
Qiao Dong let out a cold sweat of shock and lost his voice: “You …… you are Ling Mianxi?!”
The most famous person in the Ling family was Ling Mianxi.
This was because she was so talented that she was in no way inferior to Yue Fuyi, Xie Nian and Lin Qingjia’s ancient martial arts talent.
Women were inherently inferior to men in the cultivation of ancient martial arts, but Ling Mianxi had completely crushed many male geniuses.
She was still young, and in a few more years, she might even be able to surpa*s Xie Nian.
This was the reason why the Xie family had always wanted to kill her.
However, the Ancient Martial World was so large that there were indeed many people who had never met Ling Mianxi.
In addition, Ling Mianxi was indeed not like Xie Nian, who was a powerful force in the ancient martial arts world, and for a long time she went out to fight in the ring dressed as a man.
Qiao Dong shuddered as he looked at the girl, his thoughts chaotic for a moment, and found out what the problem was.
No …… it wasn’t right.
The latest genius record sheet showed that Ling Mianxi was nearly 19 years old and her ancient martial arts cultivation was at the sixty-five year level.
At best, he was on par with him.
Even if he was still drunk, there was no way he could have been subdued by Ling Mianxi so easily in an instant.
So who was this girl?!
When did the Ancient Martial World add another Ancient Martial Genius?
Qiao Dong’s mind was in a mess and he stammered, “You …… you?”
Before he could finish his sentence, another young girl walked in at the door.
Her figure was tall and her skin porcelain white.
Ling Mianxi’s hand was carrying the fainted Qiaoting.
With a loose hand, like throwing rubbish, she threw it directly in front of Qiaotong and smiled, “You’re looking for me? Looking forward to seeing me so much?”
“What an honour, you still know there is such a person as me.”
Qiao Dong was completely shocked, he hissed, “You’re Ling Mianxi? Then who is she?”
And, more importantly, there were guards around his house who were not weaker than him.
How come his voice didn’t even get out?
Could it be that everyone else in the Qiao family was asleep?
“Ancient Martial Grandmaster is good, I don’t know when I’ll break through.” Ling Mianxi looked like she could tell what Qiao Dong was thinking and rubbed her chin, “It can block the sound and all movement in a 10 kilometre radius, even if the people inside here scream their throats out, the people outside can’t hear them.”
Ying nodded, “You are already very impressive, with your qualifications, if you have enough time, the Ancient Martial Arts Patriarch will casually break through.”
She was different from Ling Mianxi, she was re-cultivating and was naturally much faster.
If Ling Mianxi was the same age as Xie Nian, she might not be inferior to Xie Nian’s ancient martial cultivation.
The light conversation between the two people caused Qiao Dong’s brain to rise and his legs to go weak.
Were these the words of a human being?
What did it mean to be an ancient martial arts master and break through casually?!
“How did you beat him?” Ying Ziji lowered her eyes slightly, her voice faint, “Hit him on the head?”
The hand she had locked around Qiao Dong’s throat slowly tightened and she smiled, “Hit him like this?”
“Boom!”
Qiaodong was still in shock when his head hit the wall head-on.
Unprecedented pain expanded from a single point, stimulating the nerves.
The cracked mouth was hot and painful, having blood continuously flowing down and dripping onto the floor.
Qiaodong let out a miserable cry, “Ah-!”
Ying Ziji faded: “Still like this?”
She raised her hand again and used a different method, then pressed Qiaodong’s head against the wall.
Qiaodong let out another miserable scream, “Stop! Stop! Have mercy …… have mercy!”
He was incoherent and began to beg for mercy: “Spare me, spare me, my lord, spare me, I don’t dare, I won’t dare again.”
Ying Zidian didn’t hold back, his voice was calm, “I’ll count for you, how many times you hit him, I’ll give you double.”
“Boom, boom, boom…”
The wall was covered with cracks.
“That’s a scream? Can’t stand it anymore.” Ling Mianxi bent down and pressed closer, her voice cold, “I know my brother’s nature, he won’t even say a word if it hurts, but he’s only nineteen, nineteen years old.”
At this age, people were protected.
As long as Jiang Yan wanted to, he could always live in the imperial capital or Shanghai City, or he could go abroad to study at university.
There was no need to come back to the fiercely competitive ancient martial world.
Ling Mianxi’s voice was soft: “When you beat him, why didn’t you want to spare him?”
Qiaodong could no longer speak, but only screamed in agony.
Ling Mianxi raised her hand, and with an outburst of internal energy, she directly twisted Qiao Dong’s right arm, vicious to the extreme.
“Old thing, you’re over eighty years old and you’re barking like a dog,”
Ying Ziji turned his head and raised his eyebrows, “Xiaomian, I kinda like dogs, they’re cute.”
Ling Mianxi immediately apologised, very sincerely, “Sorry sorry sorry, Ying, I insulted the dog.”
Qiao Dong’s mind buzzed, this time without the strength to even bark.
A few seconds later, he completely pa*sed out.
Ying Ziji’s hand loosened.
Qiaodong fell to the ground without any half-hearted response.
“Ying, that’s enough.” Ling Mianxi’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Even though their Qiao family is backed by the Fan family, they can’t invite any powerful ancient doctors, and Qiao Dong is just an ordinary first-blood who didn’t get the title of core member.”
“It took you using the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate to wake Little Burn up, he didn’t, if he was lucky, he might have been able to wake up.”
To do unto others as they do unto you.
If Qiao Dong couldn’t wake up, then he would be a vegetable.
It was still unknown whether the Qiao family, with their large family, would take medicinal herbs to hang on to him.
Ling Mianxi suddenly remembered what Nie Yi had told her before.
When Fu Yunshen was in his teens, he had beaten one of the Dream Family’s first-born into a vegetable.
Not bad for a couple.
Ying nodded slightly and pointed at Qiao Ting on the ground again, “Him, leave him to Jiang Yan.”
Ling Mianxi clapped her hands, “Go, let’s go back.”
**
The Ling family.
The medicine that Ying Ziji gave Jiang Yan was refined with herbs grown by the Tea Sage and was extremely effective.
After a night’s sleep, Jiang Yan felt like he could be alive and well again.
But Jiang Ping wouldn’t let him get out of bed and forcefully brought him the porridge.
Jiang Yan was very touched but refused: “Mum, I want to eat your braised pork and sweet and sour meatballs and goulash-”
“Stop, stop, stop.” Jiang Ping raised her hand to stop, “You should think about it first, you can do this when your body has fully recovered.”
Jiang Yan muttered, “Alright then.”
Jiang Ping patted his shoulder and said in a low voice, “In the future, when you encounter such things, protect yourself first, if you don’t take part in the tournament, you don’t take part, there will be opportunities later.”
Jiang Yan pursed his lips, his fingers gripping the quilt, “I just want to help share some of it.”
As long as he had enough status in the Hall of Justice, Ling Chonglou’s position as head of the family wouldn’t be coveted by the other direct descendants.
Jiang Ping was silent for a moment and smiled, “Mother knows.”
“Little Burning Fuel is awake?” At that moment, Ling Mianxi walked in with a camera, “Here, let me show you, be happy.”
Jiang Ren wondered, “What’s happy?”
Ling Mianxi played the footage of Qiao Dong being beaten last night for him to see.
Jiang Yan watched and was dumbfounded: “You guys really did sneak off?”
“That’s not true.” Ling Mianxi added, “This Qiaoting is left to you, it’s no problem to beat him up in the ring, right?”
“No problem.” Jiang Yan gave a thumbs up, “My dad is so handsome …… sister, sister you are handsome too.”
Jiang Ping frowned, “You can still get in the ring with this look?”
“Can get on.” Jiang Yan patted his chest, “A man is a man, what’s a little injury?”
Jiang Ping didn’t feel good, “If D**key wasn’t here, you’d still be sleeping here.”
“Yes, you can go on.” Ying Zidian also walked in and threw over another bottle of medicine, “Believe that ancient medicine is magical.”
Jiang Ping sighed quietly, “I’m just afraid there will be more things to come, the Hall of Justice, ugh ……”
Justice Hall guards tens of thousands, too much higher than Jiang Yan’s ancient martial arts cultivation.
It was not like the Ling family had anyone in the Hall of Justice.
Jiang Yan finished his medicine and asked, “Where’s my dad?”
“Outside.” Jiang Shu Ping faded, “No wonder the Qiao family came to the door this morning, it should be about what happened last night.”
Jiang Yan was instantly nervous, “Then the Elders’ group-”
“It’s alright.” Ling Mianxi waved her hand, “It’s not like uncle moved, you sleep your sleep, let’s go out and take a look.”
Ying Ziji and Ling Mianxi went out together, with Jiang Shu Ping in front.
Just as they entered the front hall, they heard an angry roar.
“Ling Chonglou, you really have a lot of nerve!”
It was Qiao’s Third Elder who spoke, and he was furious: “You sent someone to sneak into my Qiao family, defeating one person and knocking one person unconscious, what do you want?”
Ling Chonglou’s face was unchanged, very calm: “Third Elder Qiao, you can’t speak without evidence, I went back last night after slapping your family head a few times.”
“Then he had been supervising the little children’s martial arts practice at the schoolyard, the Grand Elder was also there and can testify.”