Chapter 539: 485 Ying Zijin: Am I that weak? [2 more updates] Chapter 539: 485 Ying Zijin: Am I that weak? [2 more updates] Lin Qingjia was momentarily unable to react, she paused slightly, “My own flesh and blood, I–”
As the words reached her lips, the image of a plainly dressed person suddenly appeared in her mind.

Lin Qingjia’s hand trembled, and the teacup fell from her grasp.

“You’ve forgotten?” An Roujin looked at her, then wiped her mouth, “It was you who ran over to leave with me, crying and saying you didn’t want to stay in that kind of place.”

Initially, she hadn’t planned on taking a burden along, but the young Lin Qingjia was very clever, always following her.

After arriving in the capital city where the security was tight, she had no choice but to keep Lin Qingjia with her at all times.

Later, when she was looking to climb another lofty branch, she coincidentally encountered the Lin Family, who discovered Lin Qingjia’s astonishing ancient martial talent and wanted to take her back.

Even An Roujin hadn’t expected that, with Lin Qingjia, she’d be able to enter the Ancient Martial World.

Lin Qingjia leaned back in the wooden chair, her brows and eyes drooping, her voice growing dull, “It’s something from many years ago, not anything important, naturally I wouldn’t remember.”

In fact, she was very clear.

Her memory was quite good; despite the years that had passed, she could still recall Wen Fengmian’s voice and appearance.

In terms of looks and temperament, Wen Fengmian certainly did not lose out to Lin Jinyun.

But in other respects, the difference was indeed vast.

Moreover, only after stepping into the Ancient Martial and Ancient Medical fields did she truly understand how weak her previous world had been.

Lin Qingjia’s lips pursed slightly.

“Sigh, Mother didn’t expect him to return to the Ji family, and even come to participate in the auction,” An Roujin put down her handkerchief, smiling as she spoke, “No matter what, you are also his biological daughter. There’s no hatred between father and daughter, do you want to go see him?”

Lin Qingjia was about to speak when a little boy ran into the private room from outside, throwing himself at her side, “Sister.”

This was her brother, Lin Shao.

“Shao’er,” An Roujin patted the little boy’s head, “Why didn’t you go to your grandparents’ place?”

“I wanted to accompany Mother for a while,” Lin Shao was very well-behaved, “Grandfather and Grandmother asked me to call Sister over.”

An Roujin was pleased, “Shao’er is really sensible.”

Her own son was good, not like that freak, who was born only to glare at her with his eyes and with a body full of illness.

If it wasn’t for that, would she have left him with that waste Wen Fengmian and not taken him with her?

Her son, at least, was useful.

But this was also good, now she had both a son and a daughter, and had obtained the word “good.”

Wen Fengmian had none, it was his loss.

“Mother, Dad will be here soon,” Lin Qingjia fell silent for quite some time, then stood up, “I’ll take Shao’er to Grandfather and Grandmother’s side.”

An Roujin said no more, “Go ahead.”

Lin Qingjia took Lin Shao by the hand and walked out, speaking softly, “Shao’er, if Sister had another brother, you–”
“No way!” Lin Shao’s eyes widened at the thought, “Sister can only be mine, who else is there? I will go kill him. Is he as smart and capable as me?”

Lin Qingjia smiled, “No.”

Lin Shao was an ancient martial artist, while Wen Tinglan was a regular person, barely able to speak clearly, how could the two compare?

“See, that settles it.” Lin Shao snorted, “After all, only I can have such an awesome sister.”

His sister had many suitors, and quite a few of them would send him lots of snacks and fun things.

Lin Shao tugged at Lin Qingjia’s clothes, “Sister, Grandfather and Grandmother are waiting for you.”

Lin Qingjia snapped back to reality, “Let’s go.”

**
Meanwhile.

On the way to the Auction House.

Lin Jinyun and another elder were walking over with members of the Taylor Family.

This time the Taylor Family had come to personally apologize for the incident at the Santosa City dock.

This was the middle-aged man’s first visit to the Ancient Martial World, and he couldn’t help but be curious.

He looked around, his gaze suddenly halting.

Not far off, a man with a tall, slender physique stood imposingly.

Even with a mask on, his outstanding elegance could not be concealed.

The middle-aged man paused, narrowing his eyes.

Lin Jinyun noticed his reaction, “Head of Taylor Family?”

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze, hesitated for a moment, “It’s nothing, I thought I saw someone familiar.”

No sooner had he spoken than he dismissed the thought, chuckling to himself.

That person had always been in O Continent, how could he possibly appear here in the Ancient Martial World?

It was merely that the figure and presence seemed similar.

Lin Jinyun did not inquire further, “This way, please, Head of Taylor Family.”

The Four Great Financial Groups of O Continent were equals in strength to them.

When it came to various tactics, the Taylor Family had even more.

But this was the Ancient Martial World; Lin Jinyun was not afraid the Taylor Family would cause any trouble here.

Moreover, the Judicial Hall was here.

Lin Jinyun had learned from the Judicial Hall that Fu Yunshen had come.

He was one of the few who knew Fu Yunshen’s true face.

The Xie Family had already provoked the Judicial Hall last time and even made Fu Yunshen personally take action. Lin Jinyun guessed that the family had crossed Fu Yunshen’s brother again.

But he wouldn’t remind the Xie Family of this.

The middle-aged man followed Lin Jinyun to the private box where An Roujin was, while Ying Zijin returned to Wen Fengmian’s side.

By this time, the auction had already begun. The items auctioned off at the start were trifles, and the major clans had yet to make a move; all the buyers were on the first floor.

It wasn’t until the seventh item was presented that there was a stir from one of the Lin Family’s boxes: “One hundred thousand.”

The currency in the Ancient Martial World converts to cash at a ratio of one to ten, meaning this number would be one million outside.

Ying Zijin’s hand rested on her chin, her eyes lightly closed, but at this moment, she opened them.

Wen Fengmian turned his head, “Yaoyao, is this the medicine you need?”

“Yes,” Ying Zijin nodded slightly, “This herb is specifically for you. It can help you unblock all of your acupoints. I estimate that after taking it, your Cultivation could increase by fifty years.”

Even Wen Fengmian was startled, “Fifty years?”

Having fifty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation wasn’t rare, but most were already in their seventies or eighties, capable of serving as elders in mid-sized and small families.

Ying Zijin’s eyebrows lifted slightly, unhurriedly: “Dad, this is because you are a natural talented martial artist. For an ordinary martial artist, it should be at most fifteen years.”

So Ancient Medicine and ancient martial arts were complementary to each other.

When she returned to Earth, she learned that the Ancient Medical Field and the Ancient Martial World had always been joined through marriage, which was no surprise to her.

However, she hadn’t passed down the acupuncture techniques and Alchemy Methods that could drastically increase a martial artist’s Cultivation.

Her disciple, Foo Xi, only knew a few.

Wen Fengmian frowned, “Will this affect your health? I won’t allow it if there’s even a slight impact.”

He was well aware that refining medicine in ancient medicine sometimes consumed one’s own lifespan.

“It won’t,” Ying Zijin yawned, “Dad, do you think I’m that weak?”

“…” Wen Fengmian coughed, “Yunshen is bidding for you?”

“Yes,” Ying Zijin nodded, “He’s in another box, not together with us, it’s more convenient for him.”

In the Ancient Martial World, incidents of looting and killing were all too common.

Especially after an auction, when leaving the Auction House, various conflicts would arise, and deaths were inevitable.

However, one still had to weigh the risks before robbing a major clan or the Judicial Hall.

Wen Fengmian nodded, “We should really thank him.”

Ying Zijin paused and pressed her forehead, “Dad, I don’t want to hear the word ‘thank’ right now.”

She already had a shadow over it.

With the Lin Family bidding “one hundred thousand,” the guests were all somewhat surprised, especially those from the Ancient Medicine Families.

Because this herb wasn’t anything too special–at least not currently–and was worth at most ten thousand.

However, for some Low-Level martial artists, it could increase a small amount of their Cultivation, but it was something the Lin Family would not bother with.

Yet the Lin Family wouldn’t waste one hundred thousand for no reason.

“It must be Miss Qingjia who has discovered something again.”

“Miss Qingjia practices both ancient medicine and martial arts, truly remarkable.”

“It must be said, with Miss Qingjia, ancient medicine has also made quite a bit of progress.”

Since this herb was only of use to Lin Qingjia, they certainly wouldn’t compete for it.

Lin Qingjia’s reputation in both the Ancient Medical Field and the Ancient Martial World far exceeded that of the Lin Family’s Elders Council.

Many had been saved by her.

The Auctioneer was about to hammer down when another voice came from another box.

“Five hundred thousand.”

This upped the bid by five times all at once.

All the guests were shocked.

The Lin Family naturally wouldn’t show weakness and followed with an increase.

“Six hundred thousand.”

The voice persisted.

“One million.”

The Third Elder, responsible for bidding on herbs for Lin Qingjia, was provoked by the increase and his temper flared, “One million one–”
But his words were cut short, stopped by Lin Qingjia: “It’s too expensive, let it go.”

The Third Elder paused mid-sentence: “But isn’t this what you need?”

“It’s fine.” Lin Qingjia smiled and shook her head, “The price has exceeded the estimate, let’s not bid on it.”

This herb wasn’t precious, just uncommon, having surfaced a total of ten times so far.

She had read through many Ancient Books and deduced that this herb could potentially cause a martial artist’s Cultivation to skyrocket.

Thus, she wanted to research it, but had not yet tried.

Lin Qingjia sighed softly.

Yet the possibility of failure was high, and it really wasn’t worth wasting the money on the bid.

“How can we let that happen?” The Third Elder frowned and stood up, “I want to see who dares to compete with the Lin Family.”

This was the primary herb needed by Lin Qingjia, connected to the development of ancient medicine.

Could they let others take it away?