The old man’s expression drastically changed, a mix of shock and terror.
He possessed over three hundred years of cultivation; for soone to easily block his attack, they must be at Feng Xiu’s level.
Who is it?!
Since when has the Ancient Martial World produced such a master?
Moreover, here in the Ling family’s territory?
Could it be that the Ancestor of the Ling Family has made a breakthrough?
But even if the Ancestor has made a breakthrough, his Ancient Martial Cultivation couldn’t possibly surpass his own.
Just as the old man lifted his head, before he could even look up—
In the next mont, a surge of pain shot through his wrist and spread throughout his entire body.
"Crack!"
The old man let out a heart-wrenching scream, his body instantly flew backward.
His entire arm shattered under another force of Inner Strength, bones completely crushed.
Not even Ancient dicine could possibly restore such a level of injury.
"..."
The street fell into silence.
All cries ceased abruptly.
The direct lineage family mber was also slumped on the ground, cold sweat pouring down, lifting his head dumbfoundedly.
The girl stood prominently on the street, her figure slender and upright.
The sunlight dyed her brows and eyes pale gold, magnificent like a descending deity.
Ying Zijin turned around, looking at the old man on the ground, spoke indifferently: "What boldness."
Her face also beca visible to everyone.
"Miss Ying!"
"Ancestor?!"
This face of Ying Zijin, in the Ancient Martial World, is now recognized by everyone.
Many regretted not having the chance to et Ying Zijin before she left the Ancient Martial World.
Although the old man’s arm was shattered, the pain was excruciating.
But his consciousness remained clear, his mind buzzing instantly.
Wasn’t Ying Zijin supposed to have left the Ancient Martial World?
How could she return, especially at this ti?!
The Guard Squad of the Ling family had also arrived, with the Captain being an ancient martial artist with two hundred years of cultivation.
Seeing the girl, he was equally surprised, imdiately cupping his fist in salute: "Miss Ying!"
"Clean up the ss." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "I’ve already crippled his Inner Strength; the rest you handle."
"Thank you, Miss Ying, for the rescue." The Captain was still a bit fearful, "We’ll take him away right now."
Two guards promptly stepped forward and bound the old man.
The Captain also recognized the emblem on the old man and squinted: "Lin Family!"
The Lin Family has been on a downward trajectory lately.
Apart from the deterrence caused by Feng Xiu, there was also Lin Qingjia’s departure.
Since the Elders Council of the Lin Family attempted to marry Lin Qingjia off to the legitimate eldest son of the Yue Family to solidify their status.
But they failed to force it through, and were instead reprimanded by the Martial Arts Alliance, scolded for attempting to steal Cheng Yuan’s daughter-in-law.
It was only then that the Lin Family realized Lin Qingjia was never under their control.
This further weakened the Lin Family markedly.
Serves them right.
The guards dragged the old man, aggravating his injuries, causing him to scream continuously, still begging for rcy: "Miss Ying! Miss Ying spare !"
He never imagined that just as he entertained the thought of making a move, he would run into Ying Zijin.
What kind of luck is this?
"What’s the point of yelling?" The Captain slapped him, sneering, "Miss Ying doesn’t have ti to deal with your Lin Family affairs."
"Ah Ying?!" Ling Mianxi ran over, embracing her, "Ah Ying, I’ve missed you so much."
Ying Zijin nodded with a smile: "Awake now?"
"When I woke up, it was already August." Ling Mianxi leaned against her, "You had already left, I wanted to find you, but Nie Yi, that stubborn straight man, had recovering my health."
"I told him I was fine, my Ancient Martial Cultivation drastically improved, yet he didn’t believe ."
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow: "I believe you."
"See, won understand won best." Ling Mianxi touched her chin, "Ah Ying, Uncle Wen told you went to a place called City of the World, I want to go with you."
Ying Zijin humd: "I returned also for this matter. I’m planning to take so ancient martial artists, but still depends on their willingness."
"Take , take ." Ling Mianxi raised her hand, "I want to see."
Ying Zijin’s gaze slightly focused: "It may be dangerous."
"No worries." Ling Mianxi was unconcerned, "You’ve helped so much, I of course have to help you too."
Ying Zijin’s eyelashes lowered, a soft laugh escaped: "Alright."
"Handle your girlfriend." Fu Yunshen placed one hand in his pocket, his legs long, "Could you stop hugging my girl?"
Nie Yi, who followed: "..."
Can he really control this?
But Nie Yi still spoke: "Xiao Mian."
"Coming, coming." Ling Mianxi released Ying Zijin and walked over, "Don’t want to walk, carry ."
Nie Yi sighed helplessly and squatted down.
Ling Mianxi lay on his back and whispered: "Can you feel that I have a chest?"
Nie Yi: "...Yes."
Ling Mianxi was satisfied: "That’s good, it ans my exercise lately wasn’t in vain."
Fu Yunshen, lost in thought, smiled and held the girl’s hand: "Little one, want a hug?"
Ying Zijin glanced at him, took out a lollipop, and cruelly refused: "No."
Fu Yunshen: "..."
He had to admit, he felt a bit jealous of Nie Yi.
**
anwhile, at the Sage Academy.
The atmosphere in the Priestess’s Astrology Room was solemn.
She slowly spoke: "Sara, I foresee, within a week, the Lovers will definitely return. Just now, the Astrology Chart sped up its rotation."
This was not looking good.
"I’ll go discuss this with Louis." Sara stood up and went to the adjacent door.
To her surprise, the Sage Pope, who usually showed no interest in high-tech products, was watching a video at this ti.
Louis noticed soone entering, and directly pressed the off button.
Even though the video imdiately darkened, Sara caught a fleeting frontal image.
Heart-stopping beauty, completely irresistible.
Ying Zijin.
The newly returned eldest miss of the Leaangle Family.
"You really fancy a mortal of flesh?" Sara laughed coldly, "Not to ntion anything else, if you were to reincarnate soday due to disaster response, could she accompany you in reincarnation?"
Louis frowned: "I’ve told you so many tis, my personal affairs do not need you to ddle."
"I’m just kindly reminding you, don’t develop feelings for mortals." Sara said coldly, "It’s useless. She can’t accompany you forever. If you’re just playing, pretend I haven’t said anything."
"Sara, why get upset, who I like has nothing to do with you." Louis looked up, his expression slightly indifferent, "But you can take a look at who Devil’s reincarnations tend to like. Dissatisfied? You can eliminate them."
Sara’s expression changed instantly: "Louis!"
Louis smiled calmly: "Having worked with you for so long, I can see through your thoughts, can’t I? What, are you afraid of others finding out?"
"Then don’t forget, if Devil hadn’t died, you wouldn’t have the glory you do now, nor would you be revered." Sara said coldly, "The title of Radiant Morning Star would belong to him alone."
This ti, Louis’s face changed.
After a while, he smiled faintly: "But he eventually fell, no longer qualified."
Radiant Morning Star, Son of Glory.
Earth’s First Guardian.
Before Sage Demon initiated the Holy War, all these supre honors belonged to him.
After the Holy War, everything was obliterated.
Sage Demon was completely nailed to the pillar of disgrace.
Everyone despised and loathed him.
Louis paid Sara no mind, opened another video.
It was a replay of Ying Zijin’s previous live broadcast.
Even with just one hand, Louis never diverted his gaze.
Sara struggled to control her anger and said coldly: "The Sage Lovers are coming back, prepare quickly."
Louis responded faintly, not sparing Sara another glance.
Sara didn’t want to stay another second, she left coldly and returned to her room.
The steward knocked on the door from outside: "Her Majesty the Empress."
Sara looked up: "Co in."
"Her Majesty the Empress." The steward knelt respectfully, "The Old Madam from the Yuh Family has co to see you, should I let her in or just deliver a ssage?"
"The Yuh Family?" Sara’s brow relaxed, "Let her in."
The steward complied.
A few minutes later, he returned with the Old Madam Yuh.
The Old Madam Yuh knelt respectfully, her head touching the ground: "Greetings, Her Majesty the Empress."
Sara casually acknowledged: "What is it? You only have one minute."
The Old Madam Yuh didn’t dare to lift her head to glimpse Sara’s true form.
Of course, even if she raised her head, she wouldn’t see anything.
"Reporting to Her Majesty the Empress." The Old Madam Yuh trembled with fear, "I’ve co to request dicine from the Magician, I beg Her Majesty to permit it."
Since Fu Yunshen didn’t heed her words, she could only use the thods she employed against Yuh Shaoyun on Fu Yunshen.
No matter how capable her grandson was, could he be more powerful than a Sage?
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