Chapter 606: With Me Here, the Ling Family Won’t Perish!

Cui Lao’s voice flamed with insuppressible rage, and he had to vent it all out to resolve his unbounded hate and humiliation.

“In a short span of time, and for the first time, everyone in the Prestigious Martial Arts Sects and the Devil Sect teamed up against your father, demanding an explanation!

“Third Master, along with your mother who was eight months pregnant with you, were hunted by innumerable martial arts figures for thousands of miles. They eventually made it back to the Ling Family but with countless injuries.

“At the time, the Ling Family was one of the three big families along with the Long Family in Beijing and the Qin Family in Jiangnan. Third Master was ripe with talent then, reaching Xiantian Realm Level Three, while Master was at Xiantian Realm Level Four. The family had three Xiantian experts, including me, and seven to eight more Houtian experts.

“Third Master made it back to the family at all costs just so he could have a chance at reasoning with his family’s power…

“However, the feeble power was insignificant in front of the union, like a firefly vying with the stars. In just one night, the family suffered major casualties and lost their fighting power and their bargaining power!

“One of the Xiantian experts in the Ling Family left in a rage after knowing about what happened with Third Master, while two Xiantian Realm Level Three experts, brothers in arms with your father, died defending the family that night. As for the remaining eight Houtian experts, everyone died fighting except for me. However, because of the severe blow to my meridians, my skill level has remained stagnant for 18 years!

“The master of the house was severely wounded that night, and as a result, is still at Xiantian Realm Level One, unable to progress further. Your uncles were severely wounded too, Ling Yue, Ling Zhen…

“The two hundred fighters that the Ling Family had trained were reduced to only nine by the end of the night! It was hell on Earth, with corpses littering the area.”

Ling Yun bared his teeth and pressed his palms on the large marble coffee table, shattering the layer beneath into powder. Of course, his red eyes were brimming with tears, so he didn’t notice the disintegrating coffee table.

“Did… did nobody help?” Ling Yun clattered his teeth.

“Help? Who would dare? Who would? It was a golden opportunity to eradicate the Ling Family and ascend the rankings!

“The Ling Family collapsed after the battle to the death. Only then did the Beijing Long Family try to mediate and negotiate with the union to save the Ling Family…”

“Wasn’t it a bit late for them to step up then?” Ling Yun laughed bitterly.

It was as though Cui Lao didn’t hear Ling Yun, as he fanatically carried on, “The results of the negotiation were that both the Prestigious Martial Arts Sects and Devil Sect would stop attacking our family under two conditions. One, your father, Ling Xiao, would obliterate his own martial arts in front of all the martial arts experts in the world. The second was that he would never see your mother again. He even had to announce in front of your mother than he was going to remarry and have children… while your mother was brought back to the Devil Sect, and no news ensued.”

“To protect your mother and you, he had to bear the humiliation and obey…”

“Ever since then…” The weight of the past took a toll on Cui Lao, and he simply glossed over it. “The Ling Family has since completely sunken to the depths and has been unable to garner the support of any sect of the Prestigious Martial Arts Clan. All we have is the title of being one of the seven big families, but we have no more strength to go with it… ”

“The Ling Family and Long Family controlled the petrol, gas, electric and communication industries in the whole of Huaxia. Financial real estate and metalwork were two lucrative and prosperous industries too.”

Their power and status were eroded by the other six big families, leaving them with only bones to pick. The Ling Family had to contend with the minor and laborious businesses given to them by the Ministry of Commerce and Ministry of Water Resources.

The Ling Family only managed to get jobs from these two departments because the Long Family fought on their behalf. The Ling Family would lose their position at the top of the Huaxia Pyramid if they were to lose the support of the Long Family.

Needless to say, the Ling Family was treated as a laughing stock by the rest of the six big families.

…

“Bam!”

With a single slam, Ling Yun shattered the large marble table, and the teapots were instantly obliterated and scattered.

“Say no more!”

Ling Yun finally understood the history of his family.

Suddenly, he knew what Cui Lao meant when he said that Ling Lie knew danger. For the past 18 years, there were always people eyeing and attacking the Ling Family!

Ling Yun rose with bloodshot eyes, and his nostrils flared with anger. He had never experienced rage and humiliation to this extent!

“Young Master, you…”

Cui Lao had never seen Ling Yun like this, and at that moment, his regretful self didn’t know how to placate Ling Yun.

“Don’t worry, Cui Lao, thank you, I’m fine…” It took a long time before Ling Yun could settle down and hide his anger.

“Whoosh!”

Ling Yun took out the bank card with 500 million USD and handed it to Cui Lao. “Cui Lao, I have no use for the money. Bring it back to my grandpa…”

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“Young Master, you don’t understand, the 500 million USD isn’t simply a congratulatory gift!” Cui Lao hurriedly waved his hands and said anxiously.

“What’s wrong?”

“Third Master and your second uncle disappeared at the same time, making it obvious someone has started targeting our family. Whether the Ling Family can survive is still unknown, so the 500 million USD is an emergency fund so that the Ling Family can reestablish itself just in case.”

The 500 million USD, the Black Yellow Sutra, and even the inheritance of the Ling Family, Cui Lao had brought them all this time. It was all part of Ling Lie’s plan.

With the presence of Ling Yun and these assets, the Ling Family would never perish even in the face of the greatest evils.

Ling Yun refused the bank card and put it back into Cui Lao’s palms, saying, “It’s alright, even without this, I can still make the Ling Family rise. From now on, while I still have breath, the Ling Family will never perish.”

At this moment, Ling Yun had made enemies with every single person from the Prestigious Martial Arts Clan and Sects.

He would exterminate the enemies to avenge the dead! He would find his father, Ling Xiao, and rescue his biological mother, the Holy Virgin of the Devil Sect!

Be it the Prestigious Sects or the Devil Sect, Ling Yun didn’t see a difference. Whoever hurt his family was an enemy bound for retribution.

“So, that Golden Black Devilish Silk that you gave to me was from my mother?” the bloodthirsty Ling Yun lowered his voice and asked Cui Lao.

Cui Lao sighed and exclaimed, “That’s correct. It was originally for your dad, but your dad could no longer wear it. That’s why it’s in your hands now…”

“Where is the Devil Sect?”

“No one knows…”

“My grandpa and my father, how are they now?”

“Master is healthy, but old wounds take a long time to heal. Furthermore, his old age has been holding him back at Xiantian Realm Level One. As for Third Master, ever since he obliterated his martial arts, it has taken him 18 years to reach his peak of Houtian Realm Level Five. The hair on his temples had grizzled before he was even 40 years old.”

“Since my father remarried, does that mean that Ling Xue is my sister from another mother?”

“Yes…”

Ling Yun’s speech became increasingly anxious, while Cui Lao’s replies fell heavier with each second.

Silence.

“Cui Lao, let me heal you first…” After several minutes of silence, Ling Yun spoke calmly.

The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Ling Yun understood that it was never too late for vengeance.

More than a month had passed since the last time that Ling Yun had healed Cui Lao. Now that Ling Yun had reached Physique Tempering Stage Eight and was brimming with Earth Spiritual Energy, it was prime time for him to heal Cui Lao.

They headed into his bedroom, and Cui Lao sat cross-legged on the bed. Ling Yun took out his nine golden needles and started to treat Cui Lao meticulously.

After half an hour, Ling Yun removed the needles and asked smilingly, “How does it feel?”

“Fully recovered. No more stagnation in the meridians, and my energy center is as good as new!”

Having healed a person on the brink of death the day before, healing a partially recovered Cui Lao was a piece of cake.

“Cui Lao, rest well for a few days. Afterwards, I can help you with practiced cultivation when you’re breaking through.”

Ling Yun had the thousand-year-old ginseng, thousand-year-old Chinese Knotweed, and the dragon saliva, key ingredients to breaking through.

“Alright!”

Cui Lao was aware of Ling Yun’s good intentions and nodded resolutely.

Ling Yun retreated and steadied his gaze, facing the cross-legged Cui Lao and bowing deeply.

“Cui Lao, I have to thank you for staying by my family these 18 years…”

Ling Yun’s move came like a bolt from the blue, and Cui Lao hurried to lift Ling Yun up. “Young Master, you can’t do that, you mustn’t do that. The Ling Family saved my life, and it would take me multiple lives to repay that debt. This is nothing!”

Standing upright, with a gaze ever so firm and confident, he said calmly yet resolutely, “Don’t you worry, Cui Lao! The suffering of my family ends now!”