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At the same time, Ling Mo Xie had returned to his room. He opened the Alchemy interface and clicked on the icon for the Spring Breeze Transformation Pill, which immediately brought up a confirmation screen.
To refine the Spring Breeze Transformation Pill, he needed 1 Spirit Heart Grass, 3 Purple Flowers, and 1 Wood Vine. After clicking the confirm button, a timer appeared below, indicating that the Spring Breeze Transformation Pill was only a first-level spirit pill and would take one minute to complete.
"Ding!" After one minute passed, the Spring Breeze Transformation Pill was ready. Ling Mo Xie excitedly clicked the button to retrieve the pill, and a small white jade vial slowly materialized in front of him. Finally, with a soft thud, it dropped into his outstretched palm.
Ling Mo Xie opened the vial and poured out its contents. There were ten pills in total, each crystal clear and resembling white jade, about the size of longan fruit. Ling Mo Xie couldn't help but admire them; although their properties weren't great—only a ten percent chance to remove bleeding status—they were his first successfully refined pills!
Legendary pills! Haha! If he refined ninety-nine more batches, he could earn the title of Alchemy Apprentice and obtain the recipe for the small red vial. However, Ling Mo Xie didn't have enough spirit stones to purchase more spirit herbs; it seemed he needed to find a way to exchange these pills for spirit stones!
Just as Ling Mo Xie was daydreaming about the pills in his room, there was a knock at the door. He quickly put away the pills and calmly said, "Who is it? Come in!"
Creaking open, the door revealed Ling Siwen along with a middle-aged man and two young boys. The middle-aged man was his fourth uncle, Ling Chengqi, while the two boys were his older brother and Second Brother—Ling Chengqi's sons.
Ling Siwen said sternly, "Little Seven, come with us to the main hall!" After speaking, he shot a glare at Ling Chengqi and the two boys before sweeping out of the room. Ling Mo Xie was confused and closed the door behind him as he followed.
Ling Chengqi wore a smile and walked briskly. It turned out that while he had rushed off to find Ling Siwen earlier, his Third Brother had already spread news about how Ling Mo Xie had killed the young master of the Tian Family and caused trouble. He had even sent gifts to several elders; it was obvious why he did that.
With a sigh, he realized he was still too inexperienced compared to his Third Brother! Watching Ling Mo Xie follow behind him in confusion, his mood inexplicably improved.
Ling Mo Xie frowned as he observed Ling Chengqi's growing delight. An uneasy feeling rose within him as they reached the grand hall of the Ling family. This hall was where all the family leaders discussed important matters; he wondered why they had brought him here. He certainly didn't believe it was for any discussion that concerned him and recalled what happened with the Tian Family's young master.
Feeling anxious, he thought that if the Ling family truly intended to do something against him, he wouldn't be able to resist! The strongest member of the Ling family was his grandfather, who was at mid-Yuan Ying stage; following him were several elders at Yuan Ying stage as well. As someone at early Qi Condensation stage, he would be easily crushed by them!
However, no matter how anxious one might feel, one must face the situation. When a few people arrived at the hall, several Elders were already seated, waiting. At the lower end of the Elders' table, a few sons and daughters of Ling Siwen were also present, while the younger generation stood behind their fathers. Upon seeing Ling Mo Xie arrive, all eyes turned toward him.
They looked him up and down with disdain, which made Ling Mo Xie quite uncomfortable.
Ling Siwen shot a fierce glare at the Elders and sighed before taking his seat at the head of the table. He said, "Since you all believe that Little Seven killed that Tian Family brat and should be punished, let's discuss how to punish him!"
It turned out that this incident had given those uncles and elders who were already unhappy about his return to the family a reason to target him. Ha! Punishment? Perhaps they were more interested in taking his life!
Killing a young master from a third-rate family shouldn't require the head of the Ling Family to gather so many Elders for discussion. It was simply because it was him, and these uncles and elders wanted to deal with him!
Sure enough, as soon as Ling Siwen finished speaking, a voice immediately chimed in: "Is there any need to consider this? Just expel him from the family! I opposed bringing him back from the start! Look, hasn't he caused trouble for our Ling Family?"
Ling Mo Xie followed the voice and saw it was Second Elder, his second grandfather.
Seeing Ling Mo Xie looking at him, Ling Chi Zhi scoffed disdainfully and said sternly, "After causing this trouble, you still have the face to stand here? Kneel down and accept your judgment!"
"Hah!" Ling Mo Xie sneered. Damn it! He wouldn't take this unjust treatment; whether he bowed or cursed, he would be resented either way. Why not just curse?
So he looked at Ling Chi Zhi with disdain and shouted, "You old thief! Just because you shout for me to kneel doesn't mean I will! Are you still dreaming? Do you want me to wake you up? I kneel to heaven, earth, and my parents, but I won't kneel to you, you old thief!"
"You... you!" Ling Chi Zhi was so furious that his beard trembled as he pointed a shaking finger at Ling Mo Xie and shouted, "You ungrateful little thief! You deserve death!" With that, he struck out a palm toward Ling Mo Xie!
Ling Chi Zhi was a master at the early stage of Yuan Ying. With that palm strike, a strong wind swept through the hall, forming a transparent giant hand in mid-air that descended upon Ling Mo Xie like the hand of Buddha.
Ling Mo Xie felt a chill run down his spine, a sense of crisis overwhelming him, with nowhere to escape as if the giant hand loomed over him from all directions. A wave of helplessness surged within him. Was he really going to meet his end here today? Ling Mo Xie gritted his teeth, straightened his back, and stood firm, fire blazing in his eyes as he glared fiercely at Ling Chi Zhi, causing even the Nascent Soul Stage Ling Chi Zhi to feel an involuntary chill in his heart.
"Enough!" A loud shout broke through, and the giant hand that left Ling Mo Xie powerless dissipated; it turned out to be Ling Siwen who spoke.
Ling Mo Xie breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at his Grandfather. What did this mean? Was it because he still held some value, or was it out of guilt for his father?
"Alright! You all speak up too; how should we handle this?" Ling Siwen shot a fierce glare at Ling Chi Zhi, addressing the seated Elders and members of the Ling Family.
"Expel him from the family! Expel him from the family!" Many Elders and members of the Ling Family shouted in unison. Only two Elders remained silent, but one woman dressed in a green robe, graceful in stature and beautiful in appearance, with long black hair cascading down her back, spoke up: "I also understand the circumstances of this matter; Little Seven has done no great wrong. This punishment should be lifted!"
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