Chapter 545: 489 Ji Family, What a Courage [2 More] Chapter 545: 489 Ji Family, What a Courage [2 More] He had timed his return to the private box perfectly, purposely waiting for this moment without daring to sleep.

Patriarch Ji’s attention was still on the auction when he heard this statement, merely waving his hand indifferently, “Go ahead.”

After receiving permission, Ji Yiyuan rose and approached the door.

As he opened it, before he could even display an excited expression, he was struck head-on by three bodies.

Ji Yiyuan’s physique was no match for an ancient martial artist, being rather plump, he was directly crushed to the ground, letting out a scream of agony.

When he saw Patriarch Ji, Ji Tianhao, and two Guard Squad captains all covered in blood, Patriarch Ji’s gaze turned icy with exceptional anger, “Who dares to act so presumptuously in the Ji family?”

The woman lifted the door curtain and walked in, a sword hanging at her waist, no different from an ancient knight.

Her eyes and brows were cold, “The Ji family, what audacity.”

Patriarch Ji, the Matriarch of the House and several guards changed their expressions instantly upon seeing the newcomer.

Yue Fuyi!

“Patriarch Ji stood up immediately, trembling slightly, with his attitude changing on the spot, “Miss Fuyi, what do you mean by this? Where have they offended you? I apologize on their behalf.”

Ji Tianhao was not Patriarch Ji’s son, but his nephew.

At the age of twenty-four, he already had fifteen years of Ancient Martial Cultivation, which was considered outstanding in the Ji family.

Therefore, Patriarch Ji would fulfill any of Ji Tianhao’s demands.

“Offending me is not the issue,” Yue Fuyi’s gaze swept across coldly, “running around at night, abducting innocent civilians, and happening upon me.”

Patriarch Ji’s mind buzzed, “Abducting innocent civilians? Miss Fuyi, how could the Ji family possibly do such a thing?”

“You still dare to be stubborn,” Yue Fuyi’s eyes turned icy, “Am I blind? Right in your Ji family’s villa area in the capital, your family’s young member even spoke of enjoying the fortunes of others.”

Only then did Patriarch Ji realize what was going on and his mouth opened, “Miss Fuyi, are you talking about our branch family? They are our own people, how could it be called abduction, and moreover–”
He wasn’t able to finish his words before Yue Fuyi grabbed him by the throat.

The guards dared not move forward.

They were not as advanced as Yue Fuyi in cultivation.

The ancient-style way of speaking made Ji Yiyuan’s head swim.

As he lay on the ground, what overwhelmed him most was sheer terror.

Given Ji Yiyuan’s position, he naturally wasn’t privy to the power dynamics of the Ancient Martial World.

He hadn’t even heard of Yue Fuyi’s name before.

But from Patriarch Ji’s behavior, even someone as foolish as Ji Yiyuan knew trouble was afoot.

Patriarch Ji had not expected that Ji Tianhao, doing the same thing as usual by taking a few beauties–who were also Ji family members–would just so happen to run into Yue Fuyi.

Who didn’t know Yue Fuyi detested such deeds?

Even the lascivious brutes of the Lin family dared not provoke Yue Fuyi, so how could the Ji family?

How could such a coincidence occur?

Patriarch Ji was sweating profusely, “A misunderstanding, truly a misunderstanding, Miss Fuyi, Tianhao was merely speaking frivolously, the one he went to is from our Ji family, there was absolutely no kidnapping involved.”

“If a junior dares to be so presumptuous, it means the elders have failed to teach properly.” Yue Fuyi lifted Patriarch Ji with one hand, hoisting him up, “Taking care of one family head like you won’t cause the ancestors and elders of your family to hold it against me.”

Even in the Lin family, the family head could be replaced at any time, as long as there was a suitable candidate.

The true strength of a family lies with the ancestors who have retired behind the scenes.

Ancient martial artists have an average lifespan of three hundred years, and each of their cultivations is upwards of a hundred years.

Unless it’s a matter of life and death for the family, the ancestors would not intervene.

The Ji family, though only a mid-sized family, was much stronger than the Yu family they had dealt with before, and their ancestors had even greater strength.

Yue Fuyi might be the top expert among the younger generation, but in the entire Ancient Martial World, it was far from enough.

Time cannot represent everything, but it is indeed a drawback.

Patriarch Ji didn’t even have a chance to speak before Yue Fuyi threw him down from the second floor.

The sudden fall from the sky left all the guests downstairs bewildered, and even the auctioneer was stunned.

Ying Zijin and Ling Mianxi had just returned when they witnessed this scene.

Ling Mianxi exclaimed, “Wow.”

Ying Zijin looked down at Patriarch Ji lying in front of the auction stage, his limbs twisted together, his expression one of agony.

She raised an eyebrow, “Tendon-altering Hand?”

The Tendon-altering Hand was a Kung Fu technique that existed in ancient times and is also present in modern Capture Technique.

It is one of the most basic moves in Ancient Martial Arts, but when performed with Inner Strength, the injury becomes much more severe.

Patriarch Ji, being over fifty, was still considered young among ancient martial artists.

But Yue Fuyi had struck ruthlessly, effectively crippling Patriarch Ji.

Ling Mianxi was not concerned with Patriarch Ji’s life or death; she was curious and turned to ask, “Yingying, why did you change your face? And into a man’s attire?”

Ying Zijin replied indifferently, “Too much trouble.”

Her fear was not for herself, but for those around her.

Changing her face made it more convenient to act in the Ancient Martial World.

Ling Mianxi’s expression grew solemn, “It is trouble.”

One reason she avoided life-or-death battles was that the Ling family was not as strong as the Lin, Xie, and Yue families in the Ancient Martial World.

If she confronted these three families directly, the Ling family would not be able to protect her, so she had to be restrained and not cause trouble for the Ling family.

For example, several ancestors of the Xie family would directly execute talents from other families.

Once killed, those families, being weaker than the Xie family, had no recourse.

This was the harsh reality of the Ancient Martial World, where it was indeed survival of the fittest.

The entire Auction House was silent.

“Sorry to have disturbed everyone,” Yue Fuyi pointed her toe and leaped down from the second floor, “Please, continue.”

After speaking, she hugged her sword and left the Auction House.

A full five minutes passed before the guests came back to their senses, all somewhat excited.

“Miss Fuyi?!”

“Miss Fuyi, my goddess.”

“Wasn’t Miss Qingjia your goddess? You’ve changed?”

“No no no, Miss Qingjia is still the most formidable.”

With such a commotion, the families upstairs naturally heard it as well.

“Yue Fuyi actually came to attend the auction?” The Third Elder was startled, his expression wary.

In the Yue Family, Yue Fuyi’s status was equivalent to that of Lin Qingjia in the Lin Family.

And because her talents were so high, many wanted her dead.

Next to him, Lin Qingjia had already obtained the Life Bone Pill and was examining it.

This Life Bone Pill was obviously a hundred year old medicine, as hard as a rock, and completely analyzing its composition was no simple task.

Lin Qingjia turned the Life Bone Pill in her hand, and before long, her gaze drifted again.

The Third Elder noticed and frowned with concern, “Qingjia, what’s happened to you today? Why are you so distracted?”

“Ah, nothing.” Lin Qingjia focused and smiled, “Sorry, I’ve been a bit too exhausted recently, please forgive me, Third Elder.”

“If you’re tired, you should rest more.” The Third Elder nodded, feeling relieved, “These days you’ve been teaching them medicine refining in the Ancient Medical Field, which indeed has taken a toll on you.”

Lin Qingjia was liked by people of all ages because she was kind and didn’t put on airs.

As a doctor, she never demanded anything.

As long as she was sought for treatment, she would help if she had the time.

It was also because Lin Qingjia had saved numerous people that the Lin Family had attracted many formidable disciples, managing to temporarily surpass the Xie and Yue Families.

Since there was no more auction items she needed, Lin Qingjia stood up and clasped her fists, “Then, I will take my leave first.”

The Third Elder nodded, “You’re not well, let the guards escort you.”

Lin Qingjia nodded, secured the Life Bone Pill, and left the private room.

After a few steps, her gaze halted, pausing for several seconds.

The guard asked in confusion, “Miss Qingjia?”

“I saw wrong.” Lin Qingjia withdrew her gaze, “Let’s go.”

**
Shadow of Candle Shakes Red private room.

Fu Yunshen brought Ying Zijin over.

“The Ancient Martial World is a bit chilly.” He picked up a cape, “Don’t catch a cold.”

Ying Zijin let him wrap the cape around her, indolently retorting, “Do you believe your own words?”

If an ancient martial artist were still to be affected by such temperatures, there would be no need for cultivation.

“It’s a habit,” Fu Yunshen touched her head and smiled, “No matter how powerful you are, I still pamper you, right, kid?”

Ying Zijin thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, “How high is your cultivation?”

“Hmm?” Fu Yunshen looked up, “I haven’t tested it in a long time, but it’s at least a hundred years.”

Ying Zijin leaned back in the chair, remaining silent.

Her current level of cultivation was indeed too low compared to her past self.

But regaining this level in just a year and a half was already quite fast.

Fu Yunshen turned his head and arched an eyebrow, “Yaoyao, what’s with that look? Did I offend you?”

“I resent the rich.”

“…”

Fine then.

Yun Shan struggled to cover his mouth, asking Yun Wu in a lowered voice, “Second brother, can you teach me how to keep from laughing?”

His stomach was already hurting from it.

Yun Wu kept a straight face, “Big brother, you could ask Miss Ying to sever the nerves in your face, then you wouldn’t feel a thing.”

Yun Shan: “…”

That was too cruel; forget he asked.

Fu Yunshen was just smiling, “Are you still watching?”

Ying Zijin shook her head, “No more, it’s not interesting anymore.”

“Alright then, let’s go,” Fu Yunshen changed clothes and after leaving the private room, took off his mask and reverted to the dandy young master.

There was no trace of fluctuation about him, appearing completely harmless.

The two descended the stairs.

Yun Shan and Yun Wu were tactful and didn’t follow along.

On the ground floor, there was suddenly a commotion.

Someone exclaimed, “Miss Qingjia!”

Ying Zijin raised her head, her phoenix eyes narrowing slightly as she looked over.

Lin Qingjia and her gaze met.