Chapter 709 - The Passionate Ling Family, Unafraid of Death

Chapter 709: The Passionate Ling Family, Unafraid of Death

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Ling Yong shared the same blood with Ling Hao, but his character was the exact opposite of Ling Hao. His cultivation base was at Houtian Realm Level Nine, and he was good at fighting.

He had never desired the position of the head of the Ling family. To him, the family was in such a terrible state that it would be crazy to take up the position! He wouldn’t be able to stand the suffocation!

Ling Xiu was Ling Yue’s daughter. She was the eldest amongst his three daughters. She was 23 years old and was beautiful, elegant, and smart. She was also a well-known beauty in Beijing.

She had actually attained Houtian Realm Level Nine as well. Her pair of phoenix eyes and frowning brows were sharp and decisive. Her lips were drawn tight, and she danced around with her sword, swearing to defend the Ling Family!

Ling Yue’s two sons were Ling Feng, who was 20 years old, and Ling Li, who wasn’t even 18 yet. Ling Feng was also at Houtian Realm Level Nine, while Ling Li was at the pinnacle of Houtian Realm Level Eight. They fought bravely, with no unnecessary movements!

They quickly divided the bundle of Healing Talismans that Cui Lao gave them, each of them receiving more than 20 pieces. With those in hand, they would hurl themselves at the enemy even if it meant getting hurt!

These children! Youth really knows no fear, Cui Lao thought to himself. He wished he hadn’t given them the Healing Talismans!

The Healing Talismans might be miraculous, but what if they were killed by the ninjas? Or what if a body part was cut off? Cui Lao knew these were incurable by the Healing Talismans.

Cui Lao could discern with one glance that ten ninjas were at least at the Xiantian Realm, while the rest of the twenty-six were below it.

Moreover, Cui Lao couldn’t discern the cultivation base of at least five of the ten Xiantian Realm ninjas. That meant they were at least at Xiantian Realm Level Three.

Out of the five, two of them stayed leisurely at the rear without doing anything. They thought this was a job beneath them and felt that the rest of the ninjas were enough to clean up the Ling Family.

The other three masters were battling Ling Lie, Ling Zhen, and Ling Yue. Ling Yue was just rescued, so he wasn’t at his peak. It was obvious that he might be injured at any time!

The enemy was simply too strong. The ten Xiantian Realm ninjas alone were enough to destroy the Ling Family!

That was because there were only four Xiantian Realm masters in the Ling Family, and the one with the highest cultivation base, Cui Lao, was only at the pinnacle of Xiantian Realm Level Two. Ten against four, it would be an easy win!

At this time, the hundred men of sacrifice of the Ling Family, as well as the disabled men of sacrifice, showcased their strength!

Most of them weren’t even at Houtian Realm Level Eight, but they were men of sacrifice, so they were here to sacrifice for the Ling Family!

All of them were unafraid of death and were dedicated to blocking the death blows!

That was how the more than two hundred men of sacrifice died in that battle eighteen years ago!

There were a total of seven people from the Ling Family in the battle. Every one of them had more than a dozen men of sacrifice around them. Any of them would stand up and block the blows for the people of the Ling Family if they were in danger!

It seemed like an eternity, but only a few minutes had passed. The fifth courtyard was littered with bodies, and a river of blood had formed. More than fifty corpses were on the ground, and there were severed limbs everywhere! It was a bloody sight!

There were only six ninja corpses amongst the fifty corpses!

This was definitely a blood bath. It was almost the same as the dire situation that Ling Yun had faced in the southern suburbs! The Ling Family courtyard became a hell immediately!

The people of the Ling Family held back their tears upon seeing their brothers and comrades fall. They charged forward nonetheless, unwilling to take a step back!

Knives slashed, swords flew through the air, and the killing continued!

The attacks landed on human bodies, and while the sound of bones cracking was common, there were no screams.

The Japanese ninjas were playing the cat chasing a mouse. Every one of them was killing silently. They were ninjas. They didn’t seem to feel pain even though they were physically injured and would simply seal their acupuncture points to stop the bleeding before rejoining the fight!

After seeing this, none of the members of the Ling Family made a sound even if they were injured. They understood that it would only satisfy their enemy and destroy their hope!

The Japanese ninjas were known for their endurance, but the men of sacrifice of the Ling Family were known for their stubbornness and for having no fear of death!

Considering they weren’t even afraid to die, pain was nothing to them!

Cui Lao’s heart was bleeding, but he didn’t dare to make too big a move because he knew that the two strongest ninjas had yet to make their move. He was now the Ling Family’s strongest member and had to protect the seven members of the Ling Family. They had to survive until Ling Yun arrived!

The only one who had the qualifications to go against the strongest ninjas was Cui Lao. He was the only one whom Ling Yun imparted the Dragon Elephant Divine Force to!

Cui Lao tested the Dragon Elephant Divine Force before. He could achieve six times the power with it. He would be able to cross two levels temporarily to become a master at the pinnacle of Xiantian Realm Level Four!

Cui Lao used his Qinggong and fluttered around the battlefield, doing his best to protect the Ling Family. He would use a Healing Talisman on anyone that could survive immediately.

The gap in their strength was simply too huge to be overcome. The Ling Family lost many of their men, and soon, only fifty men of sacrifice were left. Ling Lie knew that it was futile to continue, so he ordered them to retreat into the sixth courtyard.

“Mister Ling, please retreat with your family. I, Chester, will hold the fort here!”

Chester had started fighting as well. He was over eighty years old and had some common sense. Ling Yun might not have told him about his family, but Ling Yun’s surname was Ling, this was the Ling Family, and he had rescued his second uncle, Ling Yue. Chester might as well kill himself if he couldn’t deduce they were Ling Yun’s relatives.

How could Chester stand by watching now that the Ling Family was in trouble?

He had seen these ninjas in the Chen Family villa. He had also heard of their prowess when he was in the United States. However, as a Viscount, he had the power of a Xiantian Realm Level Five master without transforming. Hence there was no need for him to be afraid of these Japanese ninjas.

Chester loved fighting, and his recovery speed was crazy fast.

Of the six ninjas who were killed, four of them could be said to have been killed by Chester. However, ninjas were ninjas after all. They were fast and knew stealth ninjutsu. That gave Chester a headache. He couldn’t hit them if he couldn’t see them!

Nonetheless, Ling Yun didn’t allow him to transform, and Chester didn’t dare to defy Ling Yun’s command.

The Japanese ninjas didn’t chase after the Ling Family immediately after their retreat. Instead, they stood in three neat rows, waiting for the orders of the two leaders.

Chester was in between the fifth and the sixth courtyard, feeling bewildered.

“Sh*t! I sent Paul a message quite some time back, why isn’t he here yet? He’s really too slow, d*mn it!” Chester cursed.

It wasn’t entirely Paul’s fault. The battle was too intense and too quick. Paul didn’t know where the Ling Family was either, so he had to fly around to search for it.

The remaining fifty men of sacrifice also arranged themselves into five rows, blocking in front of Ling Lie and the rest. All of them held hatred in their eyes, staring at the thirty ninjas in the front yard. They couldn’t wait to drink their blood and eat their flesh!

The men of sacrifice were human too. They were a band of brothers who trained and lived together. Now, more than half of them perished in the blink of an eye. Hatred had already been engraved into their bones and was flowing in their veins!

“Family Head, you’re hurt?” Cui Lao asked, pain-stricken when he saw a half a foot long wound on Ling Lie’s shoulder. It was deep, and blood was flowing down at a fast pace.

“No matter!” Ling Lie waved his hand, his eyes shooting rays of hatred. “Chen Jingtian, you b*stard. How dare you do this to my Ling Family. I’ll take your life personally if we can survive tonight!” he bellowed.

Cui Lao didn’t reply to him. He used a Healing Talisman on Ling Lie and looked towards Ling Zhen and Ling Yue.

Ling Zhen was wounded on his chest and his thighs, his flesh visible. Ling Yue had the lowest cultivation base and was also the most badly injured. He had three wounds.

Ling Xiu, Ling Feng, and Ling Li flew over and used their Healing Talismans on Ling Yue and Ling Zhen.

In the fifth courtyard.

The two ninjas exchanged glances and chuckled. “Yamada-kun, they are using mysterious talismans of Huaxia to heal themselves. It looks like we have to enter the arena and kill them immediately!”

“Mitsui-kun, do you want to kill the people of the Ling Family or that member of the Blood Clan? Please choose one…” The other man returned the smile and asked in a high, cold voice.