Chapter 532: Emperor Ying took out a stack of invitations 【2 more】 Chapter 532: Emperor Ying took out a stack of invitations 【2 more】 What is the Ancient Martial World?
The living space for ancient martial artists, it is fundantally not open to the outside world.
Ji Yiyuan had also entered it a few tis following mbers of the Main House, only then did he realize that there was such a magical place as the Ancient Martial World in existence.
The invitation to this auction was also obtained because Ji Yiyuan had a good relationship with a mber of the Main House.
With Ji Yihang’s current rit Points, not to ntion getting an invitation, he couldn’t even enter the Ancient Martial World at all.
As for Wen Fengmian?
He had regained his status and position, but in such a short period of ti, no one from the Ancient Martial World had approached him.
In terms of connections, Wen Fengmian simply couldn’t compare with him.
Ji Yihang clenched his teeth, “Ji Yiyuan, you can target , but don’t target Fengmian and the others!”
He naturally had heard about that auction, indeed wanted to find an invitation, bring sufficient funds, and buy those dicines.
However, the Inner Court usually had little interest in these auctions of the Ancient Martial World and generally wouldn’t exchange resources for an invitation.
His capability was also insufficient for soone in the Main House to send him an invitation specifically for him.
The father of Madam Ji indeed had a dical condition.
Those who conduct scientific research experints tend to have various health problems, even his own lungs had not been well in recent years.
The father of Madam Ji stepped down also because his health was greatly affected, he had always been taking dicine, but it did not get better.
So diseases cannot be cured by Chinese or Western dicine, but Ancient dicine can cure them.
Only even within the Ji Family Main House, it’s not so easy to invite an Ancient dicine practitioner.
“How is this targeting you all? Yihang, we can still consider each other as brothers,” Ji Yiyuan said with a laugh and a sigh, “If it were soone else, do you think I would go to him? No, I wouldn’t.”
The Ji Family does not prohibit fighting, but rather encourages it.
As long as it’s not murder or arson, anything he does aligns with the rules.
“Alright, consider it well,” Ji Yiyuan stored the invitation carefully, “This auction is starting tomorrow evening, I give you one day’s ti, co find by noon tomorrow. Otherwise, tsk tsk, you can just wait for your father-in-law to pass away early.”
Ji Yihang’s fists tightened as his expression darkened slightly.
He pursed his lips and left the laboratory, heading to the villa district where the father of Madam Ji was.
**
In the evening.
Ying Zijin went to the Nie Family.
Old Master Nie hadn’t seen her for a long ti and had specifically asked the head chef and pastry chef to prepare a banquet.
On the sofa, Xiu Yu was playing an online ga with Jiang Ran.
Although Jiang Ran was in the Ancient Martial World, the Ling Family was very open-minded and had installed many WIFI and signal transmitters.
After completing his daily training, Ling Zhonglou allowed him two hours to play gas.
“Daddy Ying, take a seat,” Xiu Yu patted the spot next to him, “Let report my recent achievents to you, my current lap ti has entered one minute and thirty seconds.”
The world record was one minute and twenty-four seconds; this speed was indeed impressive.
Ying Zijin twisted open a bottle of juice, nodded and asked, “When is the competition?”
“It was supposed to be next year, but now it’s moved to the end of September, it was a sudden notice,” Xiu Yu shrugged, “The scheduling of the Manson family’s events all depends on their patriarch’s mood. It can be held twice a year, or not at all for two years.”
Just like last year, the Manson family whimsically hosted two F1 events and also raked in a considerable amount of money.
Ying Zijin’s deanor conveyed weariness, “That’s quite unique.”
“Daddy Ying, will you go?” Xiu Yu turned his head, “I have already signed up and can get tickets in advance.”
“Yes, I have an actress under who just happens to start filming around that ti,” Ying Zijin nodded slightly, “It’s in the sa city as your race, I might as well go and take a look.”
Projects which she invested in represented money, so she wanted to check on them.
“Great.” Xiu Yu snapped his fingers, “Let’s go then.”
After dinner, Ying Zijin returned to the bedroom reserved for her at the Nie Family’s house.
Fu Yunshen entered, holding a piece of paper, “Yaoyao, the auction is tomorrow, here’s the list. Is there anything you’d like to bid for?”
Ying Zijin took it over, glanced through it, and her eyes narrowed slightly, “The items are indeed good.”
She saw several very rare dicinal herbs that could be used to refine so new dicines.
The Ancient Martial World had its own universal currency, but also accepted cash and bank cards.
This money was used for transactions with The Four Great Financial Groups of O Continent.
“Yeah, pick.” Fu Yunshen sat down on the couch, stretched out his arm, and stroked the girl’s hair, “Buy them all, next ti I’ll reserve them for you in advance so you won’t have to go to the auction.”
The list for this auction was produced while he was injured in O Continent during that period.
By the ti he woke up, most of the auctioned items were already known to the various Ancient Martial Families; it was not appropriate to remove the auction items then.
The Judicial Hall upholds the law, it’s crucial not to disrupt the order first.
Ying Zijin made her selections with a pen, marking the dicinal herbs and so cold weapons she needed. She thought for a mont, “Are there any more invitations left?”
Since Ji Li was interested in visiting the Ancient Martial World, she might as well take Ji Yihang’s family along to see it during this auction.
“Yes,” Fu Yunshen answered without asking why, and commanded, “Yun Shan.”
“I’m here, I’m here!” Yun Shan had been standing guard outside and sprang into the room at his call, “Miss Ying, there are plenty of invitations, and many different colors too, just take whatever you want.”
Only then did Ying Zijin notice Yun Shan was carrying a bag on his back: “…”
Yun Shan set the bag down, untied it, and spilled a pile of invitations out with a rustling sound.
There must have been over a hundred of them.
There were indeed many colors, and so invitations even had different box nas on them.
Fu Yunshen sorted out the invitations that Yun Shan had dumped out, “Just paper.”
It was originally a joint event held by the Judicial Hall and the Ancient dical field, and the invitations were also made by the Judicial Hall; indeed, they had as many as they wanted.
Ying Zijin didn’t bother to look through them specifically and just grabbed a stack, “Chief, thanks.”
Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow, his tone elongating, “That’s it? Can’t I have so special privilege?”
Yun Shan imdiately jumped out again and ran far away, covering his ears.
What followed must have been rated for mature audiences, and not sothing a good kid like him should see.
In the bedroom.
Ying Zijin lifted her head, her gaze pausing for a mont.
Just as Fu Yunshen was about to speak, a hand suddenly grabbed his collar and yanked him down
The movent was very forceful.
Then a cool softness pressed against his lips.
Soft and mushy, like marshmallows and jelly.
It was as if sothing had been triggered, and the man’s spine tensed suddenly.
But the next second, the girl grabbed his collar again and pushed him out the door.
Her voice was cold and clear, still composed, “Okay, I’m going to sleep now.”
And with that, the door was closed.
Fu Yunshen leaned against the wall, hand bracing his forehead, and let out a low chuckle.
Starting a fire with no concern for putting it out.
Really ruthless.
Fu Yunshen’s expression was relaxed, “Yaoyao, good night.”
Then he turned around and saw Old Master Nie staring at him with eyes wide open.
Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly as he curved his lips, “Elder Nie?”
“Ah? Oh.” Old Master Nie pretended to just be passing by, coughing solemnly, “I just ca to see if you had entered the wrong room.”
“…”
Fu Yunshen tugged at his clothes, lifting his eyelids, “I’m going to the bathroom.”
Old Master Nie stared at him for a while longer before leaving.
Outside.
Yun Shan, with a gun tucked in his arms, stood guard outside. Glancing at the lights inside the villa, he couldn’t help but sigh.
With so many elders watching over them, their young master’s situation was truly pitiful.
**
The next day, nearing noon.
Ji Yihang took a long ti to think and ultimately decided to take the advice he promised to Ji Yiyuan.
Madam Ji wouldn’t let him go, “Yihang, he’s deliberately targeting you. You can’t agree to him.”
A failed application for the experint would also result in a deduction of rit Points.
This was an A-level experint; Ji Yihang had been preparing for half a year, and if the points were deducted now, he would lose at least five thousand rit Points.
Ji Yihang’s position would also be revoked.
“Mada, you have sacrificed a lot for ,” Ji Yihang shook his head, “It’s just an experint. Besides, Fong Mian has already regained his status; I am more at ease now. I must get this invitation; I don’t know if there will be another chance like this in the future.”
He was serious, “It doesn’t matter if I suffer a little, you folks can’t.”
Madam Ji suddenly stood there stunned.
“Dad, Mom!” At that mont, Ji Li ca in from outside, quite excited, “Cousin said she wants to invite you to take a tour around the Ancient Martial World, hey, you guys…”
Seeing Madam Ji’s tearful eyes, she was taken aback, “Mom?”
Madam Ji was always strong-willed; Ji Li had never seen her show any sign of vulnerability.
She knew their family was in a difficult situation and had always been working hard.
“It’s nothing,” Madam Ji shook her head, sighing, “I cried because I had a fight with your dad.”
Ji Li: “…”
She didn’t believe that for a mont.
The phone rang at that ti, and it was Ji Yiyuan calling.
His voice was filled with scorn and mockery, “Yihang, you have ten minutes. Are you coming or not? Stop looking. In the Ji family, only Miss Yan and I have invitations. Do you think Miss Yan would give it to you?”
Ji Yihang pursed his lips, “I’m coming, I’ve already prepared the experintal report.”
“That’s right,” laughed Ji Yiyuan, “I’ll be waiting for you. Better hurry up; I might change my mind otherwise.”
Ji Yihang was completely under his control; what else could he do?
Ji Yiyuan’s voice wasn’t quiet, and Ji Li could also vaguely hear it, “Mom, what invitation?”
Madam Ji fell silent for a while, then spoke up, “It’s just—”
“Isn’t it the invitation for the auction?” Ying Zijin walked in, pulling out a stack of invitations from her backpack, spreading them out on the table, “Second Uncle, Second Aunt, see if there’s a box na you like.”
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