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Not only was Ling Zhongxiao no longer as obedient to him as he used to be, even Ling Yixin and the others were looking at him with less respect. On the contrary, when they talked about Ling Chuxi, their gazes were all complicated. There was some ostracization that had accumulated for many years, but there was also some inexplicable admiration and worship.

Ling Yixuan\'s words, which were obviously trying to drive a wedge between them, also made her very unhappy.

"Hmph, Ling Chuxi, I\'d like to see just how much ability you have. If it\'s just based on strength alone, a late stage spirit Emperor doesn\'t seem to be enough to help the Ling family out of their predicament." Ling Yichang clenched his fists as he muttered to himself unwillingly.

In the evening, Ling Chuxi and the others finished their day\'s cultivation and went to the dining hall to attend a banquet.

After all, Ling Yitong was one of the most talented descendants of the Ling family. After ten years of hard work, the Ling family had to prepare a welcome banquet for her.

As soon as she entered the dining hall, Ling Chuxi saw Ling Yitong surrounded by a group of young men and women like stars surrounding the moon.

"Sister Yiyuan, the spirit pill you gave me is amazing. I\'ve been stuck at the peak of the sage level for a year. I just took one Spirit pill and I advanced to the monarch level immediately!" A 16 or 17-year-old teenager said gratefully to Ling Yitong, his face full of joy.

To be able to reach the monarch level at such a young age, he would be considered a genius in an ordinary family in the Qing-Yun realm. However, in an ancient family, he was considered ordinary. However, the Ling family had been in decline for the past few years, and there had been a lack of cultivation resources. It was understandable for him to be a little excited about his achievements.

"It\'s all thanks to sister Yixuan\'s spirit pills that my bottleneck to the middle stage of the monarch level has started to loosen. I\'ll definitely be able to reach the middle stage of the monarch level in no time." The other slightly older young man also said gratefully.

"It\'s a pity that sister Yiyuan didn\'t come back earlier. Otherwise, our strength would have increased a little earlier, and we wouldn\'t have been bullied by others." The other man said gloomily, obviously recalling the incident in chaike province a few days ago.

"That\'s right, just thinking about chaike province makes me angry. Such a big Ling clan, and they were actually bullied by such a despicable person to the doorstep of their home. " Ling Yixin also said angrily.

"Don\'t worry. After I return to the Ling family, you won\'t have to worry about spiritual pills anymore. Just focus on cultivating. " Ling Yitong consoled the crowd.

"Sister Yiyuan, are you telling the truth?" Ling Yixin\'s eyes lit up as she exclaimed in surprise.

"When have I ever lied to you? In short, just focus on cultivating and leave the matter of the spirit pills to me. " Ling Yitong said firmly. Her confident tone and expression gave her the air of an eldest daughter.

After hearing her words, no one doubted her anymore. The young disciples \'faces were filled with joy.

"Spiritual pills?" Ling Chuxi took a few more glances at Ling Yitong.

In the afternoon, she had also heard the deafening sound of the spiritual lightning marrow cleansing. The Ling family was full of descendants, so it was not strange for someone to advance. Thus, Ling Chuxi did not think too much about it. Only now did she know that it was Ling Yitong\'s credit.

Ling Chuxi was a little curious. What quality of spiritual pills did Ling Yimo give to everyone?

"Zhongxiao, how did you get so badly injured!" Ling Yitong also saw Ling Chuxi and the others at this time. The moment she saw the bruises on Ling Zhongxiao\'s face and arms, as well as the whip marks, her expression became anxious and she split the crowd to rush over.

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