Chapter 777: Chapter 777: Ling Changhe
Ling Zhongtian’s dwelling was currently filled with individuals; the top brass from North Town Hall and visitors from the Ling Family were present.
Two people had co from the Ling Family, a middle-aged man who bore a distinct resemblance to Ling Zhongtian and an old man with a long beard.
At that mont, all eyes were filled with worry as they watched Ling Zhongtian, who was sitting on the Jade Spirit Stone.
“How did he get so badly injured?” The middle-aged man clenched his fists tightly, unable to refrain from questioning the high-ranking mbers of the North Town Hall.
“The injury from the Heavenly Punishnt is no small matter. It’s quite fortunate that he didn’t die instantly,” an elder remarked with a sigh.
“Don’t casually ntion those two words. Zhongtian was too reckless,” said the old man from the Ling family, eager to prevent the middle-aged man from pursuing the matter further.
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The middle-aged man felt infuriated. He was Ling Zhongtian’s father and held a high-ranking position in the Ling Family. Although he was busy with various affairs, when he heard about his son’s critical injuries, he rushed over with a family elder and the Jade Spirit Stone.
Upon reaching, the middle-aged man discovered that Ling Zhongtian’s condition was not just a severe injury; it was an injury from the Heavenly Punishnt. If it can’t be completely cured and even a trace is left, it will pose a risk.
The disruption of future prospects was a minor issue, but the effect on his lifespan was the most terrifying aspect.
Seeing his son being in such a state, Ling Changhe, the father, couldn’t bear and wanted to confront the North Town Hall.
“By the way, Zhongtian received the Heavenly Punishnt while debating with Fang Lin. He can’t be totally absolved from this matter.” Ling Changhe suddenly spoke, his eyes flickering with a sinister glint.
The Ling Family Elder frowned. Ling Changhe, already irrational due to his son’s severe injury from the Heavenly Punishnt, was looking for an outlet for his resentnt.
“This matter doesn’t have much to do with Fang Lin. This injury from the Heavenly Punishnt isn’t due to him,” a senior mber from the North Town Hall stated, hoping that the Ling’s won’t drag Fang Lin into it.
“I will consider this matter myself,” Ling Changhe replied, maintaining his irked deanor.
Cough! Cough!
At this mont, Ling Zhongtian coughed twice, blood spilled from his mouth, and he slowly opened his eyes.
“Zhongtian, you’re awake. How are you feeling?” Ling Changhe quickly moved closer and asked.
However, before Ling Zhongtian could respond, he scread and tumbled onto the Jade Spirit Stone.
Everyone rushed to assess Ling Zhongtian’s condition.
“It’s better than before. The injury has eased a bit, but he will need so ti to recuperate,” the Ling Family Elder said with a furrowed brow.
“Will Zhongtian be able to participate in the selection in three months?” Ling Changhe asked, showing the most concern towards that matter.
Both the Ling Family Elder and the seniors of North Town Hall shook their heads, suggesting that Ling Zhongtian might not recover in ti.
“What a pity! Zhongtian was the most promising candidate to beco the Hall Master’s sole disciple. Inexplicably…,” the skinny elder who supported Ling Zhongtian sighed and shook his head.
“If he treats his wounds daily with the Jade Spirit Stone and so special heavenly treasures, maybe there’s still a chance,” the Ling Family Elder suggested while glancing at the seniors of the North Town Hall.
The implication was clear: Zhongtian, the pride of the Ling Family, was seriously injured in the North Town Hall and it must offer so heavenly treasures as compensation. This matter wouldn’t be glossed over so easily.
The seniors of North Town Hall, who were profoundly insightful, quickly understood the Ling Family Elder’s ssage. One of the elders hurriedly assured, “Rest assured, we’ll provide Zhongtian so heavenly treasures to consu.”
“Excellent,” the Ling Family Elder nodded approvingly.
Seeing his son’s pale complexion, Ling Changhe was overwheld with rage. With nowhere to vent his anger, an idea sprouted in his mind.
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After his breakthrough, Fang Lin spends his days honing his skills. Whether it’s the Five Elents Secret Skill or Kylin martial arts, he was constantly improving.
The Millennium Corpse Ginseng beca Fang Lin’s practice target.
With the current abilities of the Millennium Corpse Ginseng, it was perfect for Fang Lin’s practice. Also, the ginseng was incredibly tough, so tough practicing was no problem.
Naturally, each ti after practicing, he had to give the Millennium Corpse Ginseng an ancient dicinal herb, otherwise, it will create a fuss.
One day, when Fang Lin had checked on Dugu Nian’s condition and ca out of the Supre Saint Hall, he heard footsteps outside.
Initially, Fang Lin didn’t think much about it since the footsteps was normal.
However, right after that, soone forcibly kicked open Fang Lin’s door.
A bang rang out as the door shattered into pieces. Fang Lin’s face darkened instantly, who would dare to act so outrageously in the North Town Hall?
“Are you Fang Lin?” A middle-aged man with a storming aura barged in. Upon seeing Fang Lin, his intimidating deanor and challenging words were evident.
“Who are you?” responded Fang Lin, standing from his seat with an unreadable expression.
“I asked you first!” The middle-aged man flew into a rage, along with it, a ferocious slap was directly aid at Fang Lin.
This palm strike was incredibly harsh, with a massive montum of a full-power attack from a third-level Spirit Vein martial artist. Under such an offensive, any Heavenly Origin martial artist would have died instantly.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, Ling Changhe’s palm was firmly grasped by Fang Lin. Despite his struggles, he couldn’t free himself from Fang Lin’s grip.
“You’re seeking death!” Ling Changhe was consud with anger. How dare Fang Lin defy his authority? A humble pill refiner from the Lower Three Kingdoms — this was absolutely unforgivable.
His other hand emitted a jade-white shine, bringing forth an even more powerful force aid directly at Fang Lin’s face.
This fatal strike was aid at taking Fang Lin’s life ruthlessly, and in the North Town Hall no less, indicating his brazen audacity.
Unable to underestimate, Fang Lin full-body strength was activated in an instant, a Kylin Fist was blasted.
Boom!!!!
With a deafening roar accompanied by the Kylin’s furious growl, the Power of the Demon Bone erupted, and Ling Changhe’s palm instantly made sounds of breaking bone. Blood splashed out from his mouth.
Ling Changhe was utterly shocked. He was a third-level Spirit Vein mighty figure who had used his killing move, yet he was thrown into the air, vomiting blood from a punch by Fang Lin?
How is that possible?
At this mont, Ling Changhe suddenly recalled, could this Fang Lin be the sa one who had caused a huge commotion in Xuan Country, upsetting the royal family?
Regrettably, it was too late to think of this now. After having provoked Fang Lin, he charged, and another even more formidable attack was on the brink of landing on Ling Changhe.
Splutter!
Ling Changhe scread in pain, spewing out more blood, becoming increasingly bedraggled in appearance.
“Stop!”
“Stop it now!”
“Don’t harm him!”
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At this mont, people from North Town Hall had arrived too. From quite a distance, they were loudly demanding a halt.
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