Chapter 765: 617 In the Ancient dical field, Miss Ying is revered [2 updates]
Over the years, the Ling Family had been in a precarious position within the Ancient Martial World.
Plagued by internal strife and external threats, they faced a difficult situation.
There were quite a few from the direct lineage who coveted the position of family head.
Apart from Ling Dongqing, at least three others were eyeing the position, and they were not weak.
Because the Ling Family hadn’t aligned itself with any major clan, their resources were sotis withheld.
If it weren’t for Ling Zhonglou’s clever strategies and intelligence, the Ling Family might have been wiped out several years ago.
That’s why even though the Elders Council was dissatisfied with Ling Zhonglou marrying Jiang Huaping, they didn’t yield to the wishes of the other direct lineages and force Ling Zhonglou to step down.
But now…
The Great Elder looked solemn.
Ancient dicine was too important.
If the Ling Family lost their Ancient dicine practitioners, not to ntion climbing into the ranks of the major clans, they might even fall out of the top fifty within the Ancient Martial Families.
“We hope your family will consider this carefully,” said Steward Fan with another smile. “You have three days. During these three days, we will leave three Ancient dicine practitioners with your family.”
He stepped back, making room.
Behind him, two won and a man carrying dical kits walked in.
“These three are inner sect disciples of the Heavenly dical Sect; their dical expertise is very high,” Steward Fan said with profound aning. “The Great Elder can try them out, and they are certainly not comparable to those freelance physicians.”
The Great Elder remained silent.
He didn’t need to try to know that the dical skills of the inner sect disciples from the Heavenly dical Sect were not comparable to those of ordinary Ancient dicine practitioners.
Many of the Ancient dical Secret Manuals were only held by the Heavenly dical Sect.
Especially the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles—less than ten people in the Ancient dical field knew the technique.
After a long silence, the Great Elder finally spoke, “Alright, but changing the family head will also require so ti.”
Steward Fan was not surprised by this answer.
Only Ancient Martial Families of a dium size or larger had an Elders Council, which was responsible for the welfare of the entire family, not just one individual.
“Then the Fan Family will await the good news from your family. From now on, we will be allies.”
After finishing his words, Steward Fan left.
The Great Elder’s expression was icy.
To call it an alliance was just a way of saying the family would beco a subsidiary in the end.
He seed to age further, waving his hand, “Call the Elders Council, Chonglou, and the other direct lineages. Let’s have a eting together.”
**
Elsewhere.
The Imperial City.
Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen ca out of the shopping mall.
Jiang Ran carried bags upon bags behind them.
Once they were in the car, he finally rembered sothing and clicked his tongue before calling Xiu Yu.
The last ti they t was during the winter break at a classmates’ gathering.
“Yo, who is this? Becoming a family head really changes a person,” Jiang Ran said nonchalantly. “How does it feel to be a family head? You don’t know, but when you beca the family head, my dad was taking flying.”
“Jealous, aren’t you? I know you are. Just admit it, I won’t laugh at you.”
“Oh—” Xiu Yu replied calmly, “We’re not the sa. My dad was taking crazy in O continent. You don’t know, but my dad actually had IBI take out a family for .”
Jiang Ran: “…”
Shit.
He had never been able to one-up Xiu Yu ever since they were kids.
Jiang Ran hung up the phone, fuming with anger.
He gritted his teeth, “Daddy Ying, I want to go to O continent.”
In the passenger seat, Ying Zijin turned around, “What are you going to do in O continent?”
Jiang Ran said confidently, “I want you to cover for , take to have fun.”
Ying Zijin: “…”
ntally ill, and it’s not light.
“How about I take you to O continent? What do you say?” Fu Yunshen spun the steering wheel. “I’ll cover for you, take you to have fun?”
Jiang Ran: “…maybe not.”
He was afraid he’d go and never return.
“What is it?” Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow. “Both are daddies, but you play favorites? I’m getting jealous here.”
“You’re different,” Jiang Ran tightened his coat around himself, muttering, “You act differently in front and behind people. I’m scared of you.”
A well-known profligate son of Shanghai City, suddenly beca the CEO of the Venus Group.
An outsider, perceived by the Ancient Martial World as soone without any significant background, suddenly beca the shadow of the Judicial Hall.
Who could endure such psychological twists?
“Speaking of O continent, the Venus Group has a report eting in June, and I need to go there personally,” Fu Yunshen turned his head. “Yaoyao, want to co along? You haven’t had a proper chance to enjoy yourself the last few tis.”
Ying Zijin’s eyelashes drooped, silent for a mont, “Let’s go then.”
For so reason, she had an extrely strong sixth sense.
She had to make a trip to Continent O soon.
Jiang Ran heard this and imdiately perked up, “Then I’ll go with you.”
Fu Yunshen kept his eyes on the road ahead and lifted an eyelid, “What for? You’re like a third wheel.”
Jiang Ran: “…”
Ying Zijin rested her head on her hand and took a phone call.
Foo Xi was now able to use WeChat and a series of other apps quite proficiently.
She made a video call: “Master, the Elders Council of the Pill Alliance is asking if you want to beco the Alliance Hierarch.”
After the self-immolation of the Pill Alliance’s last Alliance Hierarch, Qiu Man, the organization underwent a major purge.
Within the middle and high ranks and core mbers of the Pill Alliance alone, a thousand evil doctors were rooted out.
With the position of Alliance Hierarch of the Pill Alliance vacant, the Elders Council naturally thought of Ying Zijin.
Ying Zijin paused, “Do I look like soone who likes to be a leader?”
As she said this, her gaze swept over Jiang Ran in the backseat, pressing a hand to her head.
Such a hassle.
It reminded her of Xize from the 18th Century.
Quite annoying, she felt like giving him a kick.
Foo Xi: “…”
Indeed.
“Then I’ll reject them,” said Foo Xi, “Master, please give any commands. The Ancient dicine under my command holds you in the highest regard.”
The large threat posed by the evil doctors had been uprooted, and the danger that had hung over the Ancient dical field for nearly a hundred years had finally dissipated.
The practitioners of Ancient dicine could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
In the Ancient dical field, no one now disputed Ying Zijin’s authority.
Ying Zijin slightly nodded, “You’ve worked hard; don’t tire yourself out.”
Foo Xi hesitated for a mont and sent a screenshot, “Master, could you teach how to download this emoticon?”
“…”
“My dad’s taking disciples?” Jiang Ran’s ears twitched, and he leaned forward, “Father Fu, when? Who is it?”
“Foo Xi, the Ancestor of the Foo Family, also the foremost figure in Ancient dicine. As for when, let think—” Fu Yunshen pondered for a mont, contemplative, “Over two hundred years ago?”
Jiang Ran: “???”
**
All the way, Jiang Ran was in a state of shock.
Which ant he found it sowhat difficult to look Ying Zijin in the eye.
When they returned to the Ling Family, Jiang Ran noticed that the atmosphere at ho was sowhat unusual.
Jiang Huaping and Ling Zhonglou were seated at the table, looking grave. Upon seeing Jiang Ran, they both turned their heads,
“Dad, Mom.” Seeing the setup, Jiang Ran rembered his childhood and instinctively spoke up, “I haven’t been goofing off, I haven’t been fighting, it wasn’t .”
“Who’s blaming you?” Jiang Huaping was rather exasperated, “But there are so things Mom needs to tell you about.”
She was just about to start speaking when she noticed Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen had followed and entered the room.
Jiang Huaping paused in her speech but continued to recount the internal eting of the Ling Family from that morning.
“The Fan Family?” Fu Yunshen asked nonchalantly, with one hand in his pocket, “Which Fan Family is that?”
“A major clan ranked seventh in the Ancient Martial World,” said Jiang Ran, clenching his fists, “It’s the one backing the Qiao Family, it must be the Qiao Family’s doing, scheming again.”
The overall strength of the Ling Family just managed to squeeze into the top fifty of the Ancient Martial World.
“The Fan Family ordered those freelance physicians not to cooperate with the Ling Family?” Ying Zijin understood after listening, “Unless Uncle Ling steps down from his position as family head?”
“Yes, and they’ll also send a physician from the Heavenly dical Sect to stay with the Ling Family,” Ling Zhonglou said with a relaxed smile, “I didn’t realize I was that important.”
Stepping down from the position as family head wasn’t much of a concern, as he didn’t care that much about it to begin with.
But indeed, as Patriarch Qiao had said, without the position as family head, he couldn’t protect Jiang Huaping and Jiang Ran.
Ying Zijin gave a slight nod, “Uncle Ling, you still have funds, right?”
Ling Zhonglou didn’t understand why the girl was asking this, but still answered, “Yes, I have several companies in the Imperial Capital, one of which recently went public overseas. While the funds aren’t as much as the Mu family or Nie Family, it’s not a small amount either.”
He paused, adding, “I’ve thought about it, and worst case, Little Hua and I will move to the Imperial Capital. But this brat is still at the Judicial Hall, in the midst of training. Zijin, please take care of him for .”
Ying Zijin’s hand stilled, “Has Uncle Ling made up his mind?”
She only knew of Ling Zhonglou’s branch within the Ling Family, as well as Ling Mianxi and her mother.
As for the others, she had no relation to them.
Ying Zijin never considered herself a savior, soone who could help everyone.
Ling Zhonglou was silent for a mont, sighed deeply, and said softly, “I just feel like I’m letting the Ancestor down. If the Ling Family falls, it’s beyond my power to help.”
The Ling Family’s Ancestor had already passed away.
He had received lessons from this Ancestor when he was young.
Now, watching the Ling Family beco a vassal to the Fan Family, he felt powerless to do anything.
“Alright, notify the Elders Council, we have Ancient dicine, the very best,” Ying Zijin dialed a series of numbers, her voice steady, “You helped in the past; now, I’ll help the Ling Family beco a major clan and enter the top ten of the Ancient Martial World.”
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