Moreover, Lin Qingjia's position in Tian Yi Men is also very high.
She's a third generation disciple.
Many ancient doctors who are several generations older than her don't have such a high status.
The old man frowns: "We're on good terms with the Xie family. Will the Lin family help?"
As a large family, the Lin, Xie, and Yue families have a gap in overall strength.
Of the top ten families, the remaining seven added together can't compare to the top three.
The Xie family's martial strength is the highest, their style is ruthless, and they have more subordinate families.
"Ancestor, you don't know." The Fan family's great elder hears this and smiles, "It's just asking for ancient doctors. This Miss Qingjia will even save the enemy when they're seriously injured. In the eyes of doctors, there's no difference between men and women."
"Ancestor can rest assured. She will definitely help."
The old man ponders for a moment and makes a prompt decision: "Good. You take people to the Lin family right now and prepare a generous gift. You must invite Miss Qingjia."
The Fan family's great elder accepts the order and takes a group of guards to the Lin family.
Lin Qingjia just happens to be in the Lin family, and the housekeeper quickly passes the news over.
"Fan family?" Lin Qingjia finishes wiping her hands, "What are they doing here?"
"It's like this. Although the Fan family didn't say anything, we already received the news." The housekeeper says, "There's a Ling family in the west of the ancient martial arts world. Because of some matters, the Fan family blocked the Ling family's way of hiring doctors."
"But we didn't expect the Ling family to know that Miss Zijin. Not only did they transfer fifty ancient doctors to the Ling family, they also made the Fan family's ancient doctors all leave."
Lin Qingjia understands as soon as she hears: "So the Fan family wants me to help them transfer some ancient doctors from Tian Yi Men?"
"That's the only way." The housekeeper says, "This Fan family's thinking is quite good. They're subordinate to the Xie family, but they still want to take advantage of the Lin family."
"En, rejected." Lin Qingjia faintly says, "Not only because of the Xie family, Miss Ying's contributions are clear to the ancient medicine world. The evil doctors were all eradicated by her."
"The Fan family completely brought this upon themselves. Why should I go against the ancient medicine world for the Fan family?"
The housekeeper smiles: "The Fan family doesn't know how much they're worth. Miss Qingjia is sensible, I'll let them return."
He walks out.
The Fan family's great elder immediately greets him: "Miss Qingjia, has agreed?"
"I'm very sorry, everyone." The steward said lightly, "Miss Qingjia still has matters to attend to. She needs to go to the Martial Alliance, so she has no time to go to the ancient martial world in the near future."
The Fan Family Grand Elder had an ugly expression.
Not having time was just an excuse.
Lin Qingjia actually refused to help them.
The Fan family's first elder clenched his teeth. "I've been rude. If there's a chance in the future, I'll definitely come to visit Miss Qingjia again."
When he said the last sentence, his eyes were filled with malice.
He was waiting. One day, the Xie family would destroy the Lin family.
The butler smiled. "I won't see you off."
The Fan Clan's First Elder's face flushed red, and he angrily turned to leave. "Let's go to the Xie Clan!"
**
On the other side.
Martial Alliance.
Ying Zijin's opponent this time was an Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster.
She handed the number plate to the manager behind the workbench. After pressing down on her mask, she entered the arena.
"It's this young lady again." The steward pinched the number plate as his face flushed red. "I'll report this to the Young Master right away!"
Ancient Martial Arts Master!
The last time, he had clearly recorded that this girl had challenged a half-step Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster.
It had only been a few days, and she had already set her target at the level of an Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster?
Although they didn't know Ying Zijin's exact age, they knew that she couldn't be that old.
Such a young Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster!
If she was really young, wouldn't she be stronger than Xie Nian?
The steward hurriedly went to find Cheng Jin.
Cheng Jin had also heard about it a few days ago. He put down his work and personally went to the central arena.
As the match was between an Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster, there were many spectators in the arena.
The iron gates on both sides opened, and the contestants walked out.
It was a stark contrast.
The girl was tall and slender.
Opposite her was a two-meter-tall brawny man.
The audience became even more excited.
"Why is it a woman?" The brawny man frowned at the girl. "I don't fight with women. You'd better admit defeat and leave."
Ying Zijin moved her wrists and rolled up her sleeves.
"I said, I won't fight with you." The brawny man looked at her actions and was a little impatient. "Don't waste your energy."
If he won against a female Ancient Martial Artist, it wouldn't bring him any glory.
He just looked down on women.
Why didn't they stay at home and go to the arena?
The brawny man sneered. "I'll stand here and not move."
As soon as he said this, Ying Zijin made her move.
She didn't use any flashy moves. She only raised her leg and elbow.
In less than ten seconds, the brawny man fell to the ground before he could react.
Ying Zijin rolled down her sleeves. "You really don't have to move."
"…"
There was silence in the arena.
Everyone was stunned.
The steward was even more excited. "Young Master, look. Her combat ability is too strong."
Cheng Jin nodded slowly and was also very surprised. "Not bad. Although she only made three moves, each move was aimed at the opponent's weakness. Even the Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster couldn't block it."
On the stage.
Ying Zijin retracted her hand and turned to walk out.
The brawny man lying on the ground moved at this moment.
His eyes flashed fiercely as he stood up and suddenly attacked the girl. He cursed, "B * tch! You're courting death! "
The audience gasped.
"Young Master, she's too soft-hearted." Seeing this scene, the guard shook his head. "To deal with this kind of fierce Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster, you should kill him directly. This time, you've lost your life for nothing."
"With her strength, she could have killed him just now. This kind of person isn't suitable for battle."
How could she survive being attacked from behind by an Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster?
Cheng Jin narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything. He just looked at the arena.
At this moment, the brawny man had already rushed behind the girl.
The inner strength in his body was activated and he sucked the knife that fell not far away into his hand.
The brawny man didn't hesitate at all and stabbed the girl's neck.
The gasps from the audience were even louder. Some people were so shocked that they stood up.
The higher the cultivation of an Ancient Martial Artist, the more they looked down on the methods of attacking from behind.
But this was the Life and Death Arena. As long as they didn't leave the arena, they were still fighting.
There was nothing to say about a sneak attack.
Ying Zijin didn't look back. Even her eyes didn't waver.
But the moment the brawny man's attack was about to reach her, the girl suddenly turned around.
With a roundhouse kick, she directly kicked the brawny man's head.
At the same time, her hand locked the brawny man's arm.
"Crack!"
There was a cracking sound.
The brawny man's arm was broken.
He let out a heart-wrenching scream and the knife in his hand fell.
Ying Zijin clasped his shoulder with one hand and lifted him up easily. "Want to kill me?"
The brawny man's expression finally changed. He was terrified. "You …"
He couldn't finish his words.
Ying Zijin's eyes were indifferent. She let go of her hand.
The brawny man's eyes were wide open. He fell to the ground and didn't even struggle.
In the Life and Death Arena, life and death were decided by the heavens.
Before entering the arena, both parties would sign a contract for the Life and Death Arena.
Everything happened too quickly. The audience was still in a daze.
Ying Zijin walked straight out.
Soon, two guards came up and carried the brawny man down.
The guards were also very confused and embarrassed. "Young Master, she …"
Cheng Jin finally spoke. "It's not that she's too soft-hearted. It's just that her ability to judge the situation is very strong. Even if this person sneak attacked her from behind, he wouldn't be able to hurt her at all."
"But she really doesn't like to kill. It's not that she's soft-hearted. She's just not as bloodthirsty as other ancient warriors."
Cheng Jin finally said, "This kind of person should never be provoked. Because if she really gets angry, it will be very terrifying."
He stood up and left the arena, returning to his study.
But there was someone else in the study.
It was a middle-aged man with sharp eyes.
Cheng Jin was alarmed and hurriedly knelt down. "Godfather."
The middle-aged man was the Alliance Leader of the Martial Alliance.
"I saw the battle just now." The middle-aged man's eyes were deep in thought. "Do you find some of her moves familiar?"
Cheng Jin recalled and suddenly came to a realization. "Godfather, she has a few moves that are the same as yours. Could it be …"
"So I'm thinking that your Grandmaster might have taken in a new disciple." The middle-aged man nodded. "If that's the case, it makes sense."
Cheng Jin was slightly stunned. "Godfather, didn't you say that Grandmaster is no longer around?"
When did a wind cultivator exist?
It was speculated that ancient martial arts were born in the late sixteenth century. The ancient martial arts world was also established at that time.
If a wind cultivator was still alive, he would be nearly five hundred years old.
His cultivation level was indeed very high, but a human's body had its limits.
The wind cultivator had only taught the Alliance Leader of the Martial Alliance for a period of time before disappearing.
The last time the middle-aged man met a wind cultivator was a hundred and fifty years ago. It had been a century and a half.
"Yes, but from the looks of it, your Grandmaster might still be alive." The middle-aged man nodded. "If not, where did this girl's moves come from?"
Other than wind cultivators, no one else knew these ancient martial arts moves.
The middle-aged man had only learned one or two moves.
Cheng Jin's expression turned solemn. "Godfather, I'll send someone to stop her."
"Stop what?" The middle-aged man endured and did not slap her. "If she is really your Grandmaster's disciple, she is one generation older than you. Why are you stopping her? You have to invite her! "
Just as he said that, he immediately changed his words. "No, you are not worthy."
Cheng Jin: "…"
The middle-aged man said, "She will definitely come to the Martial Alliance again. The next time she comes, I will personally invite her and ask her where her Master is."
Wind cultivators were legends in the hearts of all ancient martial artists.
The middle-aged man sighed. "I hope I can see Master again in my lifetime."
Cheng Jin nodded. "I will definitely help Godfather find Grandmaster."
**
On the other side.
Ying Zijin returned to the Ling family.
When Jiang Ran saw her, it was as if he had seen his savior. "Papa YIng!"
Ying Zijin glanced at the woman standing in the hall, crying. "What's wrong?"
"Papa YIng, she is the Fan family's young miss. She's here to find you. I can't chase her away." Jiang Ran was very annoyed. "She keeps crying. I can't chase her away."
If it was a man, he would have kicked him out immediately.
When Fan Zhixi saw the girl, she immediately knelt down and began begging. "Miss Ying, I beg you. We can't do without ancient medicine. Give it to me."
Ying Zijin took a step back and said calmly, "Don't touch me. You know the reason. I'll give you a chance. Don't court death."
Fan Zhixi's hand missed. She was stunned and her tears flowed even more fiercely.
Her heart was in a mess.
Could it be that Ying Zijin had seen through the Fan family's thoughts?
That was impossible.
They had made this decision at the last minute. It was also a trick Xie Nian had given her.
Ying Zijin could predict the future?
Fan Zhixi gritted her teeth and kowtowed. "Miss Ying, really, I beg you. I beg you."
As she cried, she seemed to have been hit by something and her body suddenly went limp.
Fan Zhixi's eyes widened in disbelief. "Miss Ying, you …"
Before she could finish her sentence, she broke off and fell to the ground.
Jiang Ran was stunned.
At this moment, footsteps were heard.
"Get out of the way!"
The head of the Fan family blocked the Ling family's guards and rushed in. His eyes were about to pop out. "Zhixi!"
Fan Zhixi was not breathing.
Ling Zhonglou and the First Elder had also entered, and their expressions could not help but change.
Everyone present was an ancient martial artist and had excellent eyesight.
They could clearly see that there were three golden needles in Fan Zhixi's neck.
Her lips were purple and her face was pale.
These three golden needles had directly cut her arteries and blocked her blood circulation.
Even if she had ancient martial arts cultivation, there was no saving her.
She would definitely die.
Only ancient doctors would carry golden needles with them.
"Alright, Ying Zijin!" The head of the Fan family sneered. "We came to beg you. It's fine if you don't agree, but you still want to kill? What do you mean? "
"Are you going to say that it wasn't you? Other than you, who else has golden needles? I saw it just now. You and Zhixi were the closest! "
The head of the Fan family's gaze was cold and aggressive.
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