The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 757 - 612 Emperor Ying’s Tyrannical Crumbs [2 More]

Intense pain assaulted him, snapping Qiao Dong out of his drunkenness instantly.

If it had been any other time, he would have been astonished and then harbored some improper thoughts.

But now, Qiao Dong was in no mood for anything else.

His throat was tightly gripped, making it difficult to breathe, yet somehow he could still make a sound.

Qiao Dong broke out in a cold sweat and blurted out in shock, "You... are you Ling Mianxi?!"

The most famous person in the Ling Family was indeed Ling Mianxi.

Because she was a genius, her Ancient Martial Talent was not the slightest bit inferior to Yue Fuyi, Xie Nian, or Lin Qingjia’s.

While women were generally not as good as men in practicing Ancient Martial Arts, Ling Mianxi completely overshadowed many male geniuses.

She was still young, and in a few years, she might even surpass Xie Nian.

That was also the reason why the Xie Family had always wanted to kill her.

However, the Ancient Martial World was vast, and indeed, quite a few people had never seen Ling Mianxi.

Besides, Ling Mianxi didn’t act as high and mighty in the Ancient Martial World like Xie Nian, spending a long time disguised as a man to compete in tournaments.

Qiao Dong looked at the girl tremulously, his mind a brief chaos, as he realized the problem.

No... that’s not right.

The latest records of geniuses showed that Ling Mianxi was nearly 19 years old, with a level of Ancient Martial Cultivation equivalent to that of a 65-year-old.

At most, she could match him.

Even if he was still drunk, he could not have been so easily subdued by Ling Mianxi in an instant.

Then who was this girl?!

When did the Ancient Martial World gain another Ancient Martial Talent?

Qiao Dong’s mind was a mess as he stammered, "You... you?"

Before he could finish speaking, another young girl walked in through the door.

Tall and slim, with porcelain white skin.

Ling Mianxi was carrying the unconscious Qiao Ting in her hand.

With a slight release of her hand, as if discarding trash, she dropped him directly in front of Qiao Dong and smiled, "You were looking for me? Were you so eager to see me?"

"What an honor, that you even know of my existence."

Qiao Dong was thoroughly frightened as he exclaimed hoarsely, "You are Ling Mianxi? Then who is she?!"

Moreover, what was more important, there were guards around his house, whose strengths were not inferior to his.

How come his cries hadn’t carried outside?

Could it be that the other members of the Qiao Family were all asleep?

"Being an Ancient Martial Grandmaster is indeed great. I wonder when I’ll be able to break through," Ling Mianxi said, as if reading Qiao Dong’s mind, and touched her chin, "to seal the sound and all movements within 10 kilometers. Even if someone inside screams their lungs out, people outside won’t hear a thing."

Ying Zijin nodded, "You’re already very powerful. With your talent, given enough time, breaking through to become an Ancient Martial Grandmaster is just a matter of course."

She was different from Ling Mianxi; she had started practicing from scratch, so naturally, her progress was much faster.

If Ling Mianxi were the same age as Xie Nian, there was no reason she would be inferior in terms of Ancient Martial Cultivation.

Their nonchalant conversation made Qiao Dong’s brain swell and his legs go weak.

Were these things humans said?

What do you mean by an Ancient Martial Grandmaster would break through just like that?!

"How should I hit him?" Ying Zijin asked, slightly lowering her eyes with an indifferent voice, "Hit his head?"

Her grip on Qiao Dong’s throat slowly tightened as she smiled, "Like this?"

"Bang!"

Before Qiao Dong could recover from his shock, his head slammed into the wall.

An unprecedented pain spread from a single point, assaulting his nerves.

The wound split open, burning painfully as blood kept flowing down, dripping onto the floor.

Qiao Dong let out a scream of agony, "Ahh—!"

Ying Zijin said indifferently, "Or should it be like this?"

She lifted her hand again and used another method, then pressed Qiao Dong’s head against the wall.

Qiao Dong let out another wretched scream, "Stop! Please stop! Spare my life... spare me!"

He began to plead incoherently, "Let me go, let me go, my lord, please spare me, I won’t dare do it again, never again."

Ying Zijin did not hold back, her voice calm, "I’ll count for you, the number of times you hit him, and give you double."

"Bang bang bang—" The wall was covered in cracks.

"That’s all you’ve got? Can’t take it?" Ling Mianxi bent down, looming close, her voice cold, "I know my brother’s temperament. No matter how much it hurt, he wouldn’t have let out a sound, yet he’s only nineteen years old, nineteen." freewebnoveℓ.com

People at that age are supposed to be protected.

If Jiang Ran wished, he could always live in the imperial capital or Shanghai City, or he could go overseas to attend university.

There was no need for him to return to the ruthlessly competitive Ancient Martial World.

Ling Mianxi’s voice was very soft, "When you were hitting him, why didn’t you think of sparing him?"

Qiao Dong could no longer speak, only scream in agony.

Ling Mianxi lifted her hand, and with an emission of Inner Strength, she twisted and broke Qiao Dong’s right arm, displaying extreme ruthlessness.

"Old man, over eighty years old and barking like a dog,"

Ying Zijin turned her head and raised an eyebrow, "Xiao Mian, actually, I’m quite fond of dogs. They’re adorable."

Ling Mianxi immediately apologized, very sincerely, "I’m so sorry, Ah Ying, I insulted dogs."

Qiao Dong’s head buzzed, and this time he didn’t even have the strength to scream.

A few seconds later, he completely passed out.

Ying Zijin’s hand relaxed.

Qiao Dong fell to the ground, unresponsive.

"Ah Ying, that’s enough." Ling Mianxi’s eyes narrowed slightly, "Although the Qiao Family is backed by the Fan Family, they can’t really call upon any formidable Ancient Medicine practitioners. Plus, Qiao Dong is just an ordinary member of the Direct Lineage, not holding the title of a core member."

"You used the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles to wake up Xiao Ran. He doesn’t have that privilege. If he’s lucky, maybe he’ll wake up."

What goes around, comes around.

If Qiao Dong never wakes up, he’ll be a vegetable.

With the Qiao Family’s vast business, it’s uncertain whether they’ll keep him alive on life support with medicinal herbs or not.

Ling Mianxi suddenly remembered something Nie Yi had told her before.

Fu Yunshen, when he was a teenager, turned a member of the Direct Lineage of the Meng Family into a vegetable.

Truly a match made as a couple.

Ying Zijin slightly nodded, then pointed at Qiao Ting on the ground, "Leave him for Jiang Ran."

Ling Mianxi clapped her hands, "Let’s go, we’re heading back."

**

The Ling Family.

The medicine Ying Zijin provided to Jiang Ran was refined using medicinal plants grown by the Tea Saint, with excellent medicinal effects.

After sleeping for a night, Jiang Ran felt he could jump around and be lively again.

But Jiang Huaping wouldn’t let him get out of bed, forcefully bringing him a bowl of plain congee.

Jiang Ran was touched but still refused, "Mom, I want to eat your braised pork, sweet and sour meatballs, sweet and sour pork ribs—"

"Stop, stop, stop." Jiang Huaping raised her hand to halt him, "You keep that in mind for now. Wait until your body is fully recovered before we consider that."

Jiang Ran muttered in response, "Alright then."

Jiang Huaping patted his shoulder and said in a soft voice, "Next time something like this happens, protect yourself first. If you can’t participate in the fighting ring, then don’t. There will be other chances."

Jiang Ran pursed his lips, his fingers tightening around the blanket, "I just wanted to share some of the burden with you."

As long as he had enough status in the Judicial Hall, Ling Zhonglou’s position as family head wouldn’t be coveted by other members of the Direct Lineage.

Jiang Huaping was silent for a moment, then smiled, "Mom knows."

"Is Xiao Ranran awake?" At that moment, Ling Mianxi walked in with a camera, "Here, take a look at this, cheer up a bit."

Jiang Ran wondered, "Cheer up how?"

Ling Mianxi showed him the video of Qiao Dong being beaten up the previous night.

After watching, Jiang Ran was stunned, "You really snuck off to do this?"

"Indeed we did." Ling Mianxi added, "We’ve left Qiao Ting for you. Beat him down in the ring, no problem, right?"

"No problem." Jiang Ran gave a thumbs up, "My dad’s really handsome... Sister, you’re cool, too."

Jiang Huaping frowned, "In your condition, you can still fight in the ring?"

"I can fight." Jiang Ran patted his chest, "What’s a man if he can’t handle a few injuries?"

Jiang Huaping was unamused, "If Zijin weren’t here, you’d still be sleeping."

"He can fight," Ying Zijin entered, handing over a bottle of medicine, "Believe that Ancient Medicine is miraculous."

Jiang Huaping sighed, "I’m just worried that there’ll be even more issues to deal with in the future, the Judicial Hall... sigh..."

The Judicial Hall had tens of thousands of guards, many with higher Ancient Martial Cultivation than Jiang Ran.

The Ling Family had no one in the Judicial Hall.

After taking the medicine, Jiang Ran asked, "Where’s Dad?"

"Outside." Jiang Huaping responded indifferently, "No wonder the Qiao Family came knocking first thing this morning; it must be because of last night’s incident."

Jiang Ran immediately became anxious, "Then what about the Elders Council—"

"It’s fine." Ling Mianxi waved her hand, "Uncle didn’t do it himself. You go back to sleep, we’ll go have a look."

Ying Zijin and Ling Mianxi stepped out together, followed by Jiang Huaping.

Just upon entering the front hall, they heard a furious roar.

"Ling Zhonglou, you really have some nerve!"

The speaker was Third Elder Qiao, who was beside himself with anger, "You sent someone to infiltrate my Qiao Family, crippled one person, knocked out another, what exactly do you intend to do?"

Ling Zhonglou remained unfazed, appearing very calm, "Third Elder Qiao, you can’t just make accusations without evidence. After I gave your family head a few slaps last night, I left."

"Then I was at the training field supervising the kids’ Kung Fu practice. The Great Elder was there too; he can testify."