The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 771

Chapter 771: 621 Ancestor Comes Out of Seclusion! Father Wen Falls Off the Horse [2 Updates]

It wasn’t a life-or-death duel, she killed someone for no reason in public.

And the person she killed was the legitimate daughter of the Fan family.

Even with the backing of the Ancient medical field, they can’t protect Ying Zijin.

Just wait for her to rot in the prison of the Judicial Hall!

No matter what, when a physician from Ancient Medicine takes a life, it is a grave taboo.

Once this gets out, will the Ancient medical field still hold Ying Zijin in high regard?

"You old bastard, are you sick?" After Jiang Ran snapped out of his daze, he quickly reacted with an icy expression, "What is this nonsense about her falling on her own? My Daddy Ying didn’t even touch her, are you trying to frame him?"

Ling Zhonglou signaled with his eyes for Jiang Ran to be quiet: "Xiao Ran."

Jiang Ran’s anger was erupting: "Dad!"

"What your dad means is that you’ve used the wrong expression." Jiang Huaping handed her coat to the butler and came over, "It’s not framing, it’s blatantly courting death."

The expression of Patriarch Fan was icy cold: "Madam Ling, you better watch your mouth and have some self-awareness."

"As a mere civilian with no Ancient Martial Cultivation, you could die at any moment in the Ancient Martial World—Ah!!!"

He let out a scream as Ling Zhonglou slapped him to the ground. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Ling Zhonglou withdrew his hand, his gaze filled with a murderous intent: "You will die first."

"Ling Zhonglou!" Grand Elder Fan’s eyes darkened, "You’ve gone too far."

"The Miss of your Fan family is out of breath, and instead of asking for a physician to treat her, you’re here fussing and fuming." Ling Zhonglou smiled faintly, "It seems that, to you, she’s merely a tool."

"Still treat her?" Grand Elder Fan nearly laughed, pointing at Ying Zijin, "We don’t have a single physician left in the Fan family, who do we ask for treatment? Don’t you see those three Golden Needles have directly cut off Zhixi’s life force?"

Ying Zijin’s eyes were clear: "Why should I kill her?"

"Because you are petty and narrow-minded!" Grand Elder Fan sneered, "You pulled away all our physicians, leaving thousands in my Fan family without treatment for illnesses!"

"Zhixi was merely seeking help from you, and you killed her. You are unworthy to be a physician!"

"Wow, your Fan family threatened Freelance Physicians not to cooperate with us, and now my Daddy Ying has given you a taste of your own medicine, and I’m the one who’s petty and narrow-minded?" Jiang Ran also sneered, "How hypocritical can you be?"

Grand Elder Fan was left speechless.

"Grand Elder Fan, if I remember correctly, there are quite a few medical halls in your territory." Ling Zhonglou smiled, "What left were only the physicians stationed in your Fan family. Can’t the sick go to a medical hall?"

In the Ancient Martial World, medical halls were equivalent to hospitals.

The physicians stationed in Ancient Martial Arts Families were like the private physicians hired by major clans in the Secular World.

Without the physicians stationed in the family, it simply weakened the family’s strength, but it would not affect the treatment of illnesses.

Grand Elder Fan, furious and embarrassed, emphatically stated: "She is indeed small-minded."

"You said she’s out of breath?" Ying Zijin crouched down, rolled up her sleeves, indifferently, "Let me see if she’s really dead."

"Don’t touch her!" Grand Elder Fan bellowed, "You’ve already killed her, and now you want to defile her corpse?"

"Fine, I won’t touch." Ying Zijin stood up straight, her voice calm, "But I should remind you, if within ten minutes, the Golden Needles on her neck are not removed, she really will die."

"Nonsense!" Grand Elder Fan’s eyes flickered, "Zhixi has already been killed by you, how can she die again?"

Ying Zijin dispassionately replied: "As you wish."

Grand Elder Fan was almost choking on his fury at her indifferent attitude.

It was then that Patriarch Fan finally caught his breath, blood still streaming from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were bloodshot: "Ancestor, the Ling family has gone too far! Our Fan family ranks seventh in the Ancient Martial World, and we’re to be humiliated and trampled like this?!"

"Indeed." The old man entered slowly from the door, his eyes fixed on the girl, barely speaking, "This can’t just be left like that, you killed my descendant, now you owe a life."

"Either you go to the Judicial Hall, or you commit suicide right here and now."

The moment these words were uttered, everyone’s face changed.

Even Jiang Ran could feel the surge of Inner Strength emanating from the elder, formidable beyond measure.

Far surpassing the level of an Ancient Martial Grandmaster!

"Daddy Ying." Jiang Ran’s palms sweated, "I will call Father Fu."

Fu Yunshen’s Ancient Martial Cultivation was comparable to that of ancestors of major clans.

Before Jiang Ran could dial the number, a dignified voice rang out, full of coldness.

"Fan family, do you really think my Ling family has no one left?"

The owner of the voice came plummeting down from above.

As Jiang Ran looked up, he found the roof of the building had been casually lifted: "..."

Seeing the comer, Ling Zhonglou was startled: "Ancestor, you have ended your Closed-door Cultivation?"

The ancestor of the Ling Family, Ling Xuan, was also the eldest in the Ling family to date.

At two hundred years of age, his Cultivation was also around two hundred years.

The ancestor of the Fan family was weaker than the ancestor of the Ling family.

Their arrogance instantly deflated.

Patriarch Fan was so infuriated that he spat out blood: "You—"

The ancestors of the Ancient Martial Families were generally in perpetual Closed-door Cultivation, as was the Fan family.

Many ancestors died while striving for higher levels of Cultivation.

No one expected the ancestor of the Ling family to show up at this moment.

"Is this Miss Ying?" Ling Xuan ignored the Fan family and first gave Ying Zijin a clasping hands salute, "I greatly thank Miss Ying for her assistance to the Ling family, and I assure you, as long as I live, the Fan family shall not harm Miss Ying."

Hearing this, Ling Zhonglou was also surprised: "Ancestor."

"Senior, you are too polite." Ying Zijin’s eyes moved slightly, and she nodded with a light laugh, "It’s a small matter, let’s go to the Judicial Hall for a visit, shall we?"