Chapter 677: 565 A slap was struck, Emperor Ying exerted his power [1 more]_3
Ye Ling picked up the medicine box and followed Ye Heng outside.
It wasn’t until they reached the riverside that Ye Heng, quick-eyed and fast-handed, suddenly gave Ye Ling a shove.
Caught off guard, Ye Ling was pushed to the ground.
Before she could react, Ye Heng used the iron chains he’d prepared in advance to bind her.
Ye Ling’s expression changed, “Ye Heng, what are you doing?!”
“Nothing much, the Xu Family invited Ying Zijin to refine medicine, and they’re using you to lure her out,” Ye Heng stood up.
He glanced over and removed the Omamori that Ying Zijin had given Ye Ling, pocketing it.
Ye Ling cried out in shock, “Ye Heng! You’ve lost your mind!”
“Ye Ling, you are not Ying Zijin, they won’t hurt you,” Ye Heng shouted back as he ran, “Moreover, they just want her to refine medicine, they’re not going to kill her.”
“How strange, Miss Qingjia has been well-known for so long yet never put on such airs. If she wants to establish herself in the Ancient medical field properly, doesn’t she need to treat patients? What’s the purpose of deliberately acting so aloof, playing both victim and saint?”
Ye Ling’s heart instantly grew cold.
She had never imagined that Ye Heng would do such a thing.
With no burden on his conscience, Ye Heng ran all the way to the post station.
“Young man, well done, nicely played,” the steward chuckled, “If the Ye Family falls, would you be interested in joining the Xu Family?”
Ye Heng was stunned, “Join, join the Xu Family?”
In terms of comprehensive martial power, fifty Ye Families could not compare to one Xu Family.
The conditions set by such a medium-sized clan to recruit disciples were rather strict, requiring at least fifty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation as a start.
But if one could get in, there would be access to cultivation resources, money, and power.
Ye Heng hesitated before shaking his head.
He had no intention of harming Ye Ling.
After all, the Ye Family was still his family.
But as for harming Ying Zijin, he felt absolutely no remorse.
When Ye Heng returned home, dinner was being prepared.
Dinner formally started when Ying Zijin came back from the Pill Alliance.
Ying Zijin pondered over the information about the Xu Family sent to her by Fu Yunshen.
“Where’s Xiao Ling?” Patriarch Ye waited a while longer before realizing something was off, “Wasn’t she with you when you left? How come you’re back and she’s not?”
Last time, after Ye Heng spent three days confined in the Family Ancestral Hall, he had calmed down quite a bit.
He stopped causing a fuss about going to the Ancient Medical to watch Lin Qingjia Refine medicine and even went to the training field to practice martial arts every day.
Patriarch Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there might still be hope for Ye Heng.
“Who knows where she ran off to?” Ye Heng was a bit uneasy but came across as indignant, “She must have gone to the Pill Alliance, of course. Should I have followed her or something?”
Ying Zijin’s eyelashes drooped.
Her Divine Calculation ability had been sealed, preventing her from having Precognition of dangers.
But some things didn’t need the power of Divine Calculation to deduce based on the clues.
Ying Zijin looked up, gazing at Ye Heng’s face.
She could see every minute expression clearly.
Ye Heng, feeling embarrassed and furious with the scrutiny, said “What are you looking at me for, I told you, she ran off by herself, you—”
He didn’t get to finish. His throat was locked, his feet left the ground, and he was suspended in the air.
The very next second, with a “bang,” Ye Heng was smashed against the wall, creating a shallow crater.
The intense pain nearly caused Ye Heng to pass out.
But his head was immobilized by the girl’s hand, preventing him from losing consciousness.
Ying Zijin looked down.
The Omamori lying on the floor was the one she had given Ye Ling.
Ye Heng’s expression was one of terror as his body shook violently.
Ying Zijin’s eyes lifted, “You want it, right?”