The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 678 - 566 Face hurts, Foo Xi: Xu Family? [2nd Update]

Ye Heng’s expression became even more terrified, "What, what are you going to do?"

"If you like it, have a taste." Ying Zijin bent over and picked up the Omamori. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Without any expression, she slowly stuffed the Omamori into Ye Heng’s mouth, forcing him to swallow it.

Ye Heng tried to struggle, but his resistance was futile, and blood continuously flowed from the corners of his mouth.

His eyes widened in shock, "You actually..."

Possessed such a high level of Ancient Martial Cultivation?!

Could it be that Ying Zijin really pursued both Ancient Medicine and Ancient Martial Arts?

Ye Heng’s mind buzzed, and his face throbbed with pain.

In his belief, only Lin Qingjia could achieve this, no one else could.

"You lured Ye Ling away; let me think—" Ying Zijin said indifferently, "it’s related to the Xu Family, although I don’t know what benefits they promised you."

Before Ye Heng could speak, a guard hurriedly came in to report.

"Patriarch, the Xu Family has kidnapped Miss Ye Ling. They want Miss Ying to go and refine medicine for them, or else they will kill her."

With this, the entire story became clear.

"Ye Heng!" Patriarch Ye was uncontrollably furious, but more so in disbelief. "Xiao Ling is your own sister!"

The Ye Family had few members, so there were hardly any conflicts, always living in harmony, even happy despite being so poor.

The only one with a different heart, Second Uncle Ye’s line, had already been deprived of their Inner Strength and completely expelled from the clan.

Patriarch Ye had no intention of expanding the clan, because things were good as they were.

The bigger the family, the more troublesome it became.

Patriarch Ye never imagined that for the sake of a mere sachet, Ye Heng would sell out Ye Ling.

Ye Heng could hardly catch his breath, the taste of blood in his throat kept welling up, and he spoke with difficulty, "Who, who’s fault is it that she’s stupid? It’s her own fault, deserves to be deceived by me!"

"She trusted you because you are her family! And now you call her stupid?" Patriarch Ye could not hold back any longer; lifting his hand, he slapped Ye Heng’s face, "You’re the fool, betraying your own kin, and you blame her for it?"

Patriarch Ye showed no mercy, and Ye Heng spat out blood after the slap.

Ying Zijin raised her hand and pressed a Golden Needle into Ye Heng’s shoulder.

Ye Heng’s body shuddered, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he screamed, "My Inner Strength! My Inner Strength!"

He could feel his Inner Strength draining away.

How could this happen?!

Ying Zijin let go, and Ye Heng collapsed to the ground.

She left him a breath of life, but he was completely crippled.

Patriarch Ye did not stop her; he clenched his fists, unable to restrain his anger and disappointment, "Lock him in the ancestral hall, and never let him out."

Ying Zijin changed into a new cloak, "I’ll go to the Xu Family, you all wait here."

"Absolutely not, Miss Ying!" Patriarch Ye spoke up, anxious, "If you really enter the Xu Family, you might not come back out!"

Even though the Xu Family was just a medium-sized clan in the Ancient Martial World, it still laid claim to a considerable territory, with several smaller clans dependent on the Xu Family for their existence.

"It’s fine." Ying Zijin rolled up her sleeves, "We just need to change the head of the Xu Family."

Having said that, she walked out.

Ye Changkong was still stunned in place, unable to come to his senses.

What does she mean by... just changing the head of the family?!

**

Xu Family.

Upon seeing the young girl, the housekeeper didn’t show the slightest surprise, instead, he greeted her respectfully, "Miss Ying, you’ve arrived."

On the other side, Madam Xu sat beside the bed, wiping sweat from Patriarch Xu’s forehead, not even glancing up.

Ying Zijin’s gaze turned cold, her voice calm without a trace of fluctuation, "Release the person, and I’ll refine the medicine for you."

"The person will definitely be released, but there’s a precondition." The housekeeper raised his hand, "Miss Ying, this way is the Alchemy Room, already prepared for you."

He signaled to two men.

These two middle-aged men were Guard Captains, with Cultivations around seventy years, certainly enough to keep an Ancient Medical practitioner in check.

No one considered the possibility of someone being skilled in both Ancient Medicine and Ancient Martial Arts.

First, such geniuses were too rare; aside from Lin Qingjia, others were quite mediocre.

Second, if Ying Zijin knew Ancient Martial Arts, would she have complied so meekly?

Moreover, they did not sense even the slightest fluctuation of Inner Strength from her.

To say a girl not even twenty years old had eighty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation, no one would believe it.

"Miss Ying, these are the medicinal materials." The housekeeper walked into the Alchemy Room, with an implicit threat, "You focus on refining the medicine, and the Xu Family promises your friends will be safe."

If they released Ye Ling now, who knew whether Ying Zijin would still refine the medicine for them?

Ying Zijin, with sparse grace in her eyes and eyelashes slightly lowered, picked up the medicinal materials beside her.

The butler, seeing that the girl was obedient, left the room and locked the door behind him.

Inside the alchemy room, Ying Zijin placed the medicinal ingredients into the medicine furnace.

Compared to medicine, she had always preferred playing with poison.

**

At this time, at the Foo residence.

Foo Chen sneaked out of the alchemy room and ran to the lotus pond behind the hill, where he lay down on a lounge chair to sleep.

The sunlight was dazzling, so he even picked a leaf to cover his face.

Foo Chen did not know how long he had been asleep until someone kicked him to the ground and he instantly woke up.

The woman stood in front with her hands behind her back and said indifferently, "Had enough sleep?"

Upon seeing the woman’s face clearly, Foo Chen exclaimed in shock, almost falling into the river: "Ancestor?"

Had he been caught slacking off by Foo Xi?

"You lazy young man," Foo Xi chided with a smile, "If you had as much enthusiasm for studying medicine as you do for sleeping, wouldn’t you already be the best among the young generation by now?"

Foo Chen was momentarily speechless and promptly changed the subject: "Speaking of medicine, Ancestor, a few days ago at the Pill Alliance I met a genius in refining medicine."

"She refined the Heart-Protecting Pill for the first time without any explanation, and produced a furnace with four pills, each with an 80% efficacy rate. She’s a genius, don’t you think?"

"Enough about others, I am telling you that you—" Foo Xi suddenly paused mid-sentence, her expression changing abruptly, "A furnace with four at 80%, you mean each one is at 80%?"

Foo Chen was stunned for a moment: "Yes."

It was only after Foo Xi mentioned it that he realized a problem.

Which Ancient Medicine practitioner could, during the refining process, produce every single elixir with the same efficacy rate?

"Truly a genius," Foo Chen said, stroking his chin in admiration. "Ancestor, why don’t you just take her as your successor? I’m not up for it, I really can’t do it, I just want to sleep more."

Having said this, he braced himself for Foo Xi’s reproof.

But the anticipated rebuke did not come.

Foo Xi gazed into the distance, tears falling from her eyes.

A few seconds later, she was weeping openly.

"Ancestor?" Foo Chen was startled and hastily pulled out a handkerchief, "Ancestor, please don’t get so worked up. Although you look younger than my mother, you really are as ancient as a tortoise. Please don’t scare me."

Foo Xi, struggling to contain the tempest within her, managed to keep her voice steady: "My teacher... where is she? I want to meet her."

Foo Chen was slightly taken aback: "Ancestor?"

Actually, few people in the Foo Family and the Heavenly Medical Sect were aware that Foo Xi was a practitioner of both Ancient Medicine and Ancient martial arts.

Foo Xi would occasionally come out to coach him, so Foo Chen was aware of this secret.

Foo Chen estimated that Foo Xi’s Ancient Martial Cultivation must be no less than two hundred years old.

But this, the Ancient Martial World was utterly unaware of.

Even the Elders Council and the heads of the Lin, Xie, and Yue families would certainly not warrant a personal visit from Foo Xi.

"I want to go see her," Foo Xi repeated, kicking Foo Chen again, "right now."

Foo Chen winced: "Let’s go, let’s go, Ancestor. She’s at the Ye house, I’ll take you to the Ancient Martial World."

Really, he did not know whom their Ancestor took after. She seemed so detached, yet she could also be outrageously violent.

**

Ye Ling had an accident, and Ying Zijin followed to the Xu house.

The entire Ye Family had no appetite for dinner and waited at the entrance.

Half an hour later, Foo Chen and Foo Xi arrived.

"Hello, hello. I am Foo Chen, and this is..." Foo Chen hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to introduce her, and plowed ahead, "This is my aunt."

With the Ye Family’s status and size, they wouldn’t even have occasion to interact with the Foo Family, let alone the smallest of the Ancient Medical Families.

Patriarch Ye was startled and quickly paid his respects: "Young Master Foo Chen, Miss Foo, may I know what brings you here?"

"Well, Miss Ying, my aunt admires her greatly, and I—" Foo Chen’s face suddenly twitched as he drew a sharp breath, "Where is she?"

Foo Chen felt aggrieved.

What was wrong with what he said?

Why did the Ancestor have to hit him?

Obviously, Patriarch Ye couldn’t see Foo Xi’s actions.

"Miss Ying has gone to the Xu family," Patriarch Ye recounted the day’s events, his eyes red with emotion while he sighed, "It’s truly... my fault. I failed in my parenting."

Foo Chen frowned: "The Xu family? Which Xu family is that? I’ve never heard of them."

There were dozens of large clans in the Ancient Martial World and several hundred medium-sized ones.

Foo Chen couldn’t even remember all the large clans, let alone a medium-sized one.

Patriarch Ye promptly informed them of the Xu family’s location.

Foo Xi nodded slowly and even managed a smile: "The Xu family, is it? I got it."