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"Get lost!" Elder Feng glanced at Ling Mo Xie and those brothers around him, sneering slightly. He wasn't blind; he had seen how these individuals had cowered like obedient puppies when facing Tian Yuqing and Zhang Weixin.
It should be noted that while Zhang Weixin was Not Bad, he was only one level higher in cultivation than Ling Siwen. If these people worked together, Zhang Weixin would likely struggle to handle them, not to mention there were still several Elders at the Nascent Soul Stage present.
To think they were hiding away, too scared to act. He had always looked down on such people!
Hearing Elder Feng say "Get lost!" some Ling Family Disciples quietly left, but there were still a few who made Ling Mo Xie want to kick them. They shamelessly smiled and said, "Yes! Yes! We'll leave right now!"
Ling Siwen clutched his chest; these people were truly embarrassing him!
Ling Mo Xie also facepalmed. These people shared the same bloodline as him; couldn't they be a bit more assertive? They were really making him lose face!
Elder Feng shook his head, wondering how the gap between people could be so vast.
"Mo Xie, don't mind them! Now that it's settled, let's find a place to talk properly about how you developed this potion. Just a potion alone has such miraculous effects; if it could be refined into an Elixir... Haha! You truly are a genius!" Elder Feng grabbed Ling Mo Xie's hand and walked toward the corridor, chattering away, leaving all the members of the Ling Family behind.
Meanwhile, outside the gates of Ling Mansion, countless commoners had gathered.
It turned out that some gossip enthusiasts had learned that Tian Yuqing was causing trouble for the Ling Family and thought this was big news! They followed along, eager to see the spectacle.
However, just as they were betting on whether the Ling Family would collapse overnight or gradually decline, they suddenly noticed a fierce wind blowing out from Ling Mansion, carrying several dark figures with it.
With a "thud!" the fierce wind vanished as it exited Ling Mansion, and those dark figures fell to the ground. The onlookers exchanged glances and hurried over. Upon closer inspection, they realized it was none other than members of the Tian Family, including Tian Yuqing and her expert from the Separation Stage!
The crowd fell silent for a moment before erupting in astonished gasps. The ones thrown out were actually from the Tian Family! Moreover, they looked utterly miserable! Their hair was disheveled from the wind, their clothes were dirty and some even torn. Tian Yuqing had been injured as well, with blood staining her everywhere.
Is it possible that Ling Mansion has some unknown secret power? The imaginative Common People immediately began to fantasize, leading to various rumors circulating in the streets.
Among them, one particularly absurd rumor gained widespread attention. It was said that the former Waste Seventh Young Master of Ling Mansion returned when Tian Yuqing came looking for trouble. Not only did he not flee in fear, but he also went straight back to the mansion, resulting in the Tian Family being thrown out.
That Ling Family's Seventh Young Master must have some hidden secret power capable of defeating a Separation Stage expert! It goes without saying that this rumor likely originated from the bearded man.
After being pestered by Elder Feng for several days and unable to leave the mansion, Ling Mo Xie glanced at the main quest in the system. To his surprise, due to the previous incident with the Tian Family, his quest completion rate had increased by over ten percent, which left him utterly baffled.
After spouting a bunch of nonsensical theories he himself didn’t understand, he finally managed to send Elder Feng, the alchemy fanatic, away. However, he had to pay a price of one hundred bottles each of Small Red and Small Blue Potions. At last, he could calm down and prepare to challenge Yuwen Qingyu, ranked first on the Heavenly Ranking.
Before Ling Mo Xie could take action, a lad rushed in to report that someone outside Ling Mansion was shouting and challenging him.
Ling Mo Xie was taken aback and asked in confusion, “Why do they want to challenge me? I don’t think I know anyone. The only people I’ve offended are from the Tian Family; could that person be from there?”
The lad bowed respectfully and answered nervously, “Yes, it’s Sun Xiaoxiao from the Top of the Earth Ranking. She heard that you defeated Tian Wuxin, who was planning to challenge her.”
Ling Mo Xie found the lad’s fearful demeanor strange and touched his face. Was he really that scary? He looked at the lad and asked, “Hey, do I look scary? It’s just a question; is it necessary to be this nervous?”
The lad trembled and unexpectedly knelt on the ground, saying, “Seventh Young Master, forgive me! I... I...”
Ling Mo Xie rolled his eyes. Did he really look like someone who would eat people? He stepped forward to help the lad up while saying, “You...” Just as Ling Mo Xie approached and was about to speak, the lad suddenly reached behind him with his hand and pulled out a dagger tied to his leg, stabbing directly at Ling Mo Xie’s chest!
“Thud!” The dagger pierced into Ling Mo Xie’s chest, hitting a vital area. His Health Bar dropped by a third and continued to decrease since he hadn’t used a Small Red Bottle.
Someone wanted to kill him? Who was it? Was it someone from the Tian Family? Or perhaps one of his brothers or uncles? Ling Mo Xie instinctively thought of these people.
With a quick turn of his eyes, he didn't pull out the dagger but instead fell backward, pretending to be on the verge of death. He trembled and said, "W-who sent you?"
Lad coldly laughed and stood up, not answering Ling Mo Xie's question.
Ling Mo Xie covered his chest with one hand and quietly used a Small Red Bottle, his face showing signs of pain. "I-I’m dying; just let me understand what's going on!"
Lad chuckled without responding and directly took out a pitch-black jade bottle from his Storage Ring, along with five Small Flags and a Jade Bowl.
Ling Mo Xie grew more puzzled as he watched. He decided to continue acting; he wanted to see what this person was up to. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly—life is like a play, all about acting!
"Ah yo yo!" he exclaimed, squinting his eyes and pretending to be extremely weak.
Lad ignored Ling Mo Xie's performance; perhaps in his view, being stabbed in the chest by a dagger should naturally lead to Ling Mo Xie's current state—nothing to be confused about.
Lad picked up the Jade Bowl and filled it with Blood from Ling Mo Xie's chest wound. Then he dragged Ling Mo Xie to the center of the room, closed the door, and took out a brush. Dipping it into the Blood in the Jade Bowl, he began to draw a formation around Ling Mo Xie's body.
Ling Mo Xie did not pull out the dagger and continued to bleed while occasionally using a Small Red Bottle. He looked at this impersonator of Lad in confusion—was he really drawing a formation? It didn’t seem like someone who just wanted him dead; why not just kill him outright?
Could it be that this wasn't from the Tian Family or one of his own brothers?
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