Chapter Sixty Kicked onto a Red-Hot Iron Plate

  The eldest son of the Jiang family, Jiang Yi, the heir to the family head, had his arm cut off. The precious Fire Cloud Evil Lion of the Jiang family was also completely scrapped. This made the head of the Jiang family furious, and for a time, everyone in the Jiang family was in danger.

  The next evening, the sunset filled the sky, with a brilliant golden light flashing on the horizon, which was very enchanting.

  The sunset glow lightly shone, the entire Ling family mansion was filled with peace and quiet. Old Master Ling was discussing matters with Ling Wusuo in the study room. Or to put it another way, a certain person who had just tried to sneak out was caught red-handed by Old Master Ling and was being scolded while continuously nodding their head in guarantee.

  At this time, a servant reported that the master of the Jiang family had come in person to pay his respects to Lord Ling.

  "Jiang Yang personally came to visit?" Old Man Ling stroked his beard, glaring fiercely at the smiling face of Ling Wushuang. This Wushuang had cut off Jiang Yi's arm, and now Jiang Yang was already knocking on their door?

  Ling Wushuang rushed towards Old Man Ling with a smile, "Take a look"

  The old man and his grandson exchanged a knowing glance and smiled at each other. They were eager to see what kind of trick the old fox was up to.

  Although Ling Tian was still complaining that Ling Wu didn't care about the danger, but as for Jiang Yi cutting off his own arm, that was something he brought upon himself and had no one else to blame. How dare he come knocking on their door now? The Ling family wasn't afraid of the Jiang family!

  In the grand hall of the Ling family, beside a tea seat filled with refreshing fragrance, sat a man in his fifties wearing a deep-colored long gown. His face was calm and steady, expression serene. Behind him stood several people, their faces however, carried a hint of gloom.

  "It's actually Brother Jiang, you've come in person today, I apologize for not welcoming you from afar"

  Outside the hall, before anyone had walked in, a loud and hearty laugh echoed through the air, a thick voice that didn't seem to be intentionally targeting anyone, yet still managed to startle the master of the Jiang family, causing his blood pressure to rise and his eyebrows to furrow involuntarily.

  Ling Er Tian walked into the grand hall with his hands behind his back, followed by Ling Wu Shuang who had a faint smile on her face and several spirited young masters of the Ling family.

  Jiang Yang's eyes narrowed slightly as he stood up and smiled, his face instantly filled with a warm smile. "Brother Ling is joking," he said with a chuckle. "You broke through to the Holy Stage, but I haven't even come to congratulate you yet. It's actually me who should be apologizing. That's why I came to visit today."

  The heads of the four major families are still old and have been secretly surging, but on the surface they are still calm. The masters of each family are also on an equal footing, but now that Ling Tian has broken through to the holy rank and become a saint, there is some concern in Jiang Yang's words.

  "Please," Ling raised his hand and made a welcoming gesture. Then, he sat in the main seat, exuding an aura of being the master of the house.

  He raised his hand and stroked his beard lightly, saying in a deep voice: "However, Brother Jiang's visit today is probably not just for congratulations."

  Jiang Yang and Ling Qingtian exchanged a glance, threw their heads back and laughed loudly twice, sat down stroking the chair, and glanced secretly at Ling Wushuang who was standing behind Ling Qingtian. His voice sank slightly, "Honest people don't speak in riddles. Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush either. The matter of Ling Wushuang cutting off Xiao Shu's arm, surely Brother Ling also knows about it."

  Ling Wushuang's lips curled up slightly, it turned out he was here to cause trouble.

  "That's right." However, upon hearing these words, Ling Tian's expression turned solemn, his demeanor calm and authoritative, without giving any consideration to Jiang Yang. He said coldly, "Since Brother Jiang has brought up this matter, you must also be aware of the cause and effect. Jiang Yi dared to take action openly, wanting to contend with Wu Shuang for the Purple Gold Sand. This matter, I still need to have a talk with your Jiang family!"

  "Even so, there's no need to cut off my son's hand!" A middle-aged man stepped out from behind Jiang Yang, his face gloomy as he said, "Ling Wusuo is still young, yet he's already so ruthless and cruel. Ling Qingtian, as the head of the family, you're actually shielding and indulging him!"

  This man is Jiang Yi's father, Jiang Ming. Nowadays, he is only a first-class Tianxuan, but because of having such an outstanding son like Jiang Yi, he has gained a place in the family.

  Ling Qing Tian's beard quivered at the words, and with a slap on the armrest, his body was like a great mountain, standing up with a loud crash. The steel-reinforced black sandalwood responded with a cracking sound, shattering into pieces.

  "How dare you!" It was Jiang Yang who intervened first, shouting sternly: "Who told you to speak up? Get out of here!"

  "Big Brother" Jiang Ming's face twisted a few times, with an expression of discontent.

  "Shut up!" Jiang Yang's face suddenly sank, who doesn't know that Ling Jian Tian loves his grandson like his life, to the point of being unreasonable, openly scolding Ling Wu Shuang in front of him, it's a miracle that Jiang Ming Neng can walk out of the Ling family alive!

  This thing that is more likely to cause trouble than accomplish anything shouldn't have been brought over here!

  "Hmph!" Ling Tian's sleeve robe was fiercely swept away, and he sat back in his large chair, a thick and powerful aura of intimidation was released straight at Jiang Ming, and he said in a stern voice: "Jiang Ming, I'm putting my words here today, you'd better not let Jiang Yi appear before me, otherwise, losing an arm would be considered light."

  "You——" Jiang Ming gritted his teeth fiercely, the aura of Ling Tian's oppression made his knees ache and soften, almost making him crawl on the ground.

  With a stern face and a calm demeanor, his white beard fluttering in the wind, "Who dares to touch a single hair on my precious granddaughter's head? I'll take that person's life!"

  Ling Lao Ye Zi's doting on Ling Wu Shuang is just so unreasonable!

  "Brother Ling, please spare him," Jiang Yang hastily interceded as he saw Jiang Ming being pressed down and sweating profusely. He thought to himself that the difference between a Sacred Stage and a Heavenly Stage was indeed like heaven and earth, and that this Ling Tian's physique and power were truly extraordinary, not at all inferior to those of the Sacred Stage.

  Ling Qing Tian's face finally showed a slight improvement, and he withdrew his oppressive aura. Jiang Ming's body went limp, and he was supported by several people beside him, barely avoiding collapsing to the ground with a pale face.

  "Bring it in" Jiang Yang walked towards the outer hall, waved his hand and looked at Ling Qingtian, smiling: "Today, I came here specifically to apologize"

  "Knocking on the door to apologize?" Ling Wusuo smiled almost imperceptibly, this was somewhat interesting. A roughneck like Jiang Ming wasn't scary, but Jiang Yang was indeed a worthy successor of his family, able to gauge the situation and advance or retreat with precision. This kind of person deserved extra attention.

  Ling Qingtian furrowed his brow and remained silent. What kind of trick was this Jiang Yang playing?

  "Bang bang bang——"

  Ten large chests were placed in the center of the hall, accompanied by the sound of iron clasps opening, revealing what was inside: glittering silver, a hundred flowers blooming together, neatly arranged, five hundred thousand taels of white silver!

  "I'd rather lose the bet, this is the 500,000 taels of white silver that I lost to my nephew, I brought it here today especially, hoping that the Ling and Jiang families won't have any misunderstandings because of this matter, and our friendship won't be affected." Jiang Yang pointed at the ten boxes of white silver on the ground, smiling very naturally.

  Ling Wu's eyebrows and eyes sparkled with a hint of a smile, she raised her hand and beckoned, "Ling Ce, take it"

  Will she refuse the silver that is delivered to her doorstep?

  "Take me to see Jiang Yi" Ling Wushuang spoke with a smile, seemingly without any displeasure.

  "Good......" Jiang Yang's expression changed slightly, the smile on his face froze instantly. He was just probing to see if the Ling family wanted to make friends, and he shouldn't have accepted it if they did. But unexpectedly, this Ling Wu Shuang actually accepted it as soon as he opened his mouth!

  Jiang Yang smiled somewhat awkwardly, pondered for a moment, then stood up and said: "I still have something to attend to, so I won't linger any longer, farewell."

  Having said that, he took the people from the Jiang family and left.

  "This dead fox, what is he thinking" Ling Jing Tian looked at the back of a group of people, hummed, Yun family, Jiang family, Ji family, among these families, Jiang Yang this old fox is the most sinister and cunning.

  Several disciples of the Ling family secretly smiled, and the master of the Jiang family brought 500,000 taels of silver to their doorstep in a hurry the next day. Is he afraid that Miss Wudao will really visit? Don't want to become the next Hu Guo Fu.

  "When the enemy comes, we'll defend; when the flood comes, we'll dam it." Ling Wushuang put down his hand and sat in a chair, took a sip of tea, and smiled lightly: "Jiang Yang came this time to test the Ling family."

  This Yang Jiang, a typical smiling tiger. It seems that the Ling family's power is slowly rising again, and the other three major families can no longer bear it, and have begun to take action.

  "Hmm" Ling Er Tian lightly stroked his whiskers and nodded, sighing: "However, Wu Shuang, you still need to be careful from now on. These three families are not as simple as they seem on the surface. Moreover, there is also the intervention of the Holy Temple. They will absolutely not allow any major disturbances to occur. If the Holy Temple intervenes, it will be difficult to handle."

  What he least wanted to see was the past happening again on Wudang's body!

  Thinking of his beloved third son, Ling Huo's miserable death, a layer of sorrow and grief appeared between Old Master Ling's eyebrows, which could not be shaken off. The ambushes that befell the Third and Eldest Masters were absolutely related to the people of the Holy Hall!

  Ling Wushuang's slender eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Sacred Hall?"

  Ling Tian looked at Ling Wu Shuang, pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "The Sacred Hall, superior to the four countries under heaven, has a thousand years of foundation that cannot be underestimated. Its roots are in the Holy City, and its influence extends to every corner of the four countries. On the surface, it is balancing the relationships between the four countries, but in reality, this is just to maintain its own dominant position."

  "So, they won't allow a great struggle between nations, nor will they permit the rise of a powerful force. And another thing, the extraordinary talents of the Star Continent, if they can't be controlled by them, then they have to be eliminated!"

  The two words "kill" were almost squeezed out of Old Man Ling's teeth, and the more he spoke, the more excited his tone became.

  "What about the power of that temple?" Ling Wu's expression also became somewhat solemn.

  Ling Lao Yezi let out a low sigh and slowly calmed down, "As for the specific situation, no one knows. Just looking at the number of封号Saints, none of the four countries in the world can compare to even a corner of it. And according to reliable rumors, the ancestors of the Sheng Tang, as well as those who have reached the legendary peak of the Shen Ren realm!"

  The current Ling family, if compared to the Upper Sacred Hall, is like an arm against a chariot. However, with peerless heavenly gifts that are so shocking, it's only a matter of time before they're discovered by the people of the Sacred Hall!

  "But fortunately, you are Wuyue Yun's disciple. Even if they were from the Holy Temple, they wouldn't dare to easily lay a hand on you."

  This point, however, made him slightly more at ease.

  "Teacher?" Ling Wu Xiang was puzzled.

  How could the Temple be so powerful, yet not recruit Tian Ye, and allow someone like him to exist? Isn't it their usual style to either recruit or eliminate those who aren't on their side?

  Ling Lao Ye knew what Ling Wu was wondering about, took a sip of tea, and continued to explain with a smile: "Tian Ye Yun, I think he is unusually easy-going towards you, little apprentice, but don't be fooled by his elegant appearance, he's actually an extremely stubborn and overbearing person at heart."

  "It's really unexpected" Tian Ye teacher had always given her a feeling of being a gentle and elegant man, refined and noble.

  Upon hearing this, Old Man Ling let out a sigh of relief and burst into loud laughter. "That must have been over a decade ago. The people from the Sacred Hall discovered Tianye Yun's incredible potential and tried to buy him off, but when that didn't work, they sent three Elders, all high-ranking Saints, to pursue and kill him from afar. But what no one expected was that Tianye Yun, who was only at the mid-stage of Sainthood at the time, would take down those people with just one hand in front of the Sacred Lord on the outskirts of Qing Mountain!

  "What's going on here!?" Ling Wu Xuan's heart skipped a beat, his face turned dark, and he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He never thought that the gentle and elegant Tian Ye teacher outside would have such a violent side!

  "Yes, the younger generation is indeed formidable" Old Master Ling said with a heart full of joy and satisfaction. He spoke in a low tone, "This matter has been sealed off by the Sacred Hall, no one is allowed to mention it, but among the four nations, there are not many people who know about it. From then on, no one dared to provoke Tian Ye Cloud. So many years have passed, I wonder what level Tian Ye Cloud's strength has reached, whether he has broken through that point."

  Ling Lao Yezi sighed, thinking that with Tianye Yun protecting Wu Shuang, the people in the Holy Hall would be somewhat intimidated and he could also slightly relax.

  "A mid-tier Saint, yet he can kill three high-tier Saints with just one hand!" The few Ling family disciples beside him also couldn't help but let out a sigh of amazement upon hearing this. Indeed, it's not the same as being from the same family or school - Miss Wuxia's master, Tianxuan, had reached the level where he dared to pluck hairs from Saints; was this what they meant by 'the student surpasses the teacher'?

  "Peerless Miss" was having a great conversation with her grandson when Ling Hua rushed in from outside, panting and saying: "Yi, Master Yi is back!"

  "Back?" Ling Wu Shuang stroked his chin, and chuckled softly twice.

  "Easy master?" Ling Qingtian slightly stunned, put down the teacup in his hand, turned his head to look at Ling Wushuang, and asked doubtfully: "Wushuang, do you want to forge a magic weapon?"

  Ling Tian suddenly realized and said, "How did this unparalleled person lock onto Li Tianyi's old undying treasure mine? Is it to forge weapons for the Ling family?"

  Old Master Ling suddenly seemed to understand something, his old face slightly twitching a few times. It turned out that this little rabbit had been plotting for a long time! He must have had his eye on Li Tianyi's treasure trove for a while now. Alas, Old Master Ling couldn't help but shake his head - this Li Mei was truly unlucky, to have blindly run into the muzzle of a gun.

  "Right," Ling Wushuang smiled and responded with a single word.

  "Dagger, bow and arrow, or long sword?" Old Man Ling asked a few more questions, thinking to himself that this family head had indeed grown old, and hadn't even thought of the idea of upgrading his disciples' abilities after their own had increased, and instead was focused on crafting suitable weapons for them.

  "Come on, let's go to the Master Craftsman Guild." Ling Wusuo quickly got up and nodded towards Ling Cui beside him, walking out while waving his hand at Old Man Ling without looking back, "This is no ordinary weapon."

  Ling Wushuang said with a smile, her lips curled up into an extremely captivating and enchanting smile.

  "This little rabbit" Ling Lao Yezi couldn't help but chuckle, his precious little granddaughter was full of tricks, whoever was unlucky enough to be targeted by her would really have their hands full, losing one thing while trying to gain another, and who knows what she's thinking now.

  The sun sets in the west, and the sky gradually darkens.

  The Artisan Guild is an organization that spans the four nations, just like the Alchemist. The status of the Artisans is naturally extremely prestigious. On the Star Continent, as a Mystic, having a top-level weapon is like adding wings to a tiger, and in same-level battles, it's even more likely to guarantee victory.

  And the master craftsman of the Master Craftsman Guild, Yi Dashi, a legendary master craftsman, a genius of the four countries, is known to everyone. In his hands, many treasures have been created, including the national treasure sword of Xiluo Country and the purple willow soft sword.

  "Unparalleled Miss, it's here!" Ling Cui raised her head to stare at the huge peach wood signboard, her face flushed red, smiling and revealing two adorable small tiger teeth.

  The streets around were bustling with people coming and going, but those who could enter the Master Artisan Guild were all dressed in fine clothes and were from noble families. Looking up, one could see the high walls surrounding the buildings, which were arranged in a harmonious manner. The black lacquered wooden signboards hung high above, and from afar, one could sense the flames and the smoky air filled with the smell of molten metal and stone.

  "The Master Craftsman's Guild is quite impressive." Ling Wu Xiang murmured to himself as he walked towards the main gate.

  "Clang——"

  "Halt!" Just as Ling Wushuang's front foot had just stepped into the doorway, her back foot hadn't even had time to lift off the ground, two long spears suddenly crossed, clashing loudly in front of her chest, blocking her path.

  "Who are you? Do you think the Craftsmen's Guild is a place where anyone can just walk in?" One of them, with a sturdy build and a loud voice, barked: "Little girl, hurry back home, this isn't a playground for you."

  Ling Wushuang wore a simple white robe, her ponytail tied high, and not a single precious ornament on her entire body. The two gatekeepers took one look at this ordinary-looking person, then glanced at her 15 or 16 years of age, thinking she was some family's naughty little girl who loved to cause trouble everywhere, so they naturally reached out to stop her.

  Ling Wusuo lowered his eyebrows, glanced at the silver-white gun tip on his chest, and slowly took a step back. With both hands clasped in front of him, he stood calmly, looking at the two with a hint of amusement, asking: "Why shouldn't I let you in?"

  Is it her fault that she's young? And besides, this is a craftsmen's guild, not some brothel or pleasure house. What kind of logic is this, not letting someone in just because they're young?!

  "Scram, scram, scram! If I tell you to leave, then leave. What's with all the nonsense?" One person waved their hand impatiently, with an extremely arrogant attitude, and said coldly: "This is the Master Artisan Guild. If anyone can just barge in as they please, wouldn't our gates be burst open?"

  Their duty is to keep these troublemakers out!

  Among the disputes, several noble young masters and ladies in Chinese attire walked in with laughter and conversation, but they didn't encounter any obstruction. Ling Cui suddenly became angry, baring his small tiger teeth, and said discontentedly: "They can enter, why can't we?"

  "Huh, I'm telling you, that stinky girl is the daughter of the Minister of War's family. Can you compare to her?" One person suddenly became annoyed and snorted, drawing three fingers, saying with a somewhat complacent tone: "The people who come and go from our place are divided into three categories: first, those with extraordinary strength; second, those with wealth and power; third, those with an unusual status. Don't you see your own appearance? Which category can you fit into?"

  That person looked down on Ling Wushuang with disdain, thinking that being good-looking was useless and that she thought she could enter, which was just a pipe dream.

  "Money talks!" Ling Cui cursed, she knew that for people like this, as long as you gave them some money to bribe them, they would definitely let you in. But even if she had more money, she was unwilling to give it to such a greedy person.

  "Get out! You dare to spout nonsense again, I'll kill you!" The gatekeeper was also furious, his long spear horizontal, and with one swipe, he swept Ling Cui out, coldly shouting: "You're still wet behind the ears, yet you dare to jump around in front of me?"

  "I think I'll just go home and drink some milk for a few years!" Another guard also burst out laughing.

  Ling Chuan was shocked and retreated repeatedly, his back suddenly being held by a pair of hands, and his body only then stabilized.

  Ling Wushuang released his hand, sidestepped from behind Ling Cui's body, and walked out. His cherry lips lightly raised a shallow arc, took slow steps, and walked to the side of the two guards. His eyes suddenly tightened, and the deep yellow mysterious energy surged out instantly, like a fierce tiger, pouncing on the two guards!

  "Ah!" The two guards, one facing the other, were immediately blown away like a strong gust of wind. Two dull thuds echoed as they fell to the ground over ten feet away!

  Ling Wu's smile was faint, her steps gentle, and she asked in a soft voice, "Can I come in now?"

  As they spoke, he had already stepped through the gates of the Master Artisans' Guild.

  "Ah——ah——" The two guards fell to the ground, wailing in grief, staring at the white-clothed girl walking towards them, shocked and retreating repeatedly.

  "How is this possible?" The two of them were filled with incredulity, this fifteen or sixteen year old little girl, her entire body exuding a sharp and fierce aura, was actually a high-ranking Tian Xuan! The two of them thought again, in the Eastern Border Country, at this age, to have reached high-ranking Tian Xuan, besides Ling Xiao's Little Calamity Star, who else could it be?

  It's done!

  The two guards simultaneously blurted out these two words, both of whom were ninth-grade Di Xuan. Normally, they only had the privilege of bullying others into wailing, but today, they seemed to have kicked a big iron plate!

  The two of them looked at each other with tears in their eyes, their faces twisted into a strange and grotesque expression, as if they were about to burst out crying.

  Digression

  Someone asked if there would be a second update today, and Rain said: This can happen