The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 847

Chapter 847: 669 Life and Death Battle! Falling off the Horse [1 Update]_2

"Ancient Martial Grandmaster?!"

These four words shocked everyone present.

Becoming an Ancient Martial Grandmaster was a significant hurdle; only one in ten ancient martial artists could overcome it.

Could Ling Mianxi, not even twenty yet, already become an Ancient Martial Grandmaster?

Mother Ling, prioritizing Ling Mianxi’s health, hurriedly left, her hands trembling, "I’ll get the glucose."

The room fell silent once again.

"Daddy Ying, I saw those hunters on the NOK forum saying that fortune tellers are the most powerful beings," Jiang Ran said irritably, scratching his head, "Can’t they change the fate and doom Xie Huanran?"

"It’s not as simple as you think." Ying Zijin chuckled lightly, "But we can certainly work on that aspect."

Jiang Ran was taken aback.

"Go to the Judicial Hall and get a life-and-death duel agreement," Ying Zijin said, tapping the table, "Have Xie Nian sign it."

Life-and-death duels were common in the Ancient Martial World, mostly used to settle grudges through combat.

Both parties who signed the life-and-death duel agreement accepted the outcome, whether life or death, without seeking revenge afterwards.

This was a vow.

For ancient martial artists, vows were not to be made lightly.

If broken, it would result in sinful force feedback.

"I want her to die painfully in front of everyone," Ying Zijin said calmly, "to grind her so-called genius title into the dirt."

Jiang Ran understood Ying Zijin’s intention, his spirit lifted, and he stood up immediately, "Alright, I’ll go now."

Ying Zijin nodded.

She also stood up, walked to the table, and looked at the broken phone she had taken from Ling Mianxi. Her gaze hardened.

Although it was broken, she knew who the messages were sent to.

Ying Zijin sighed softly, put away the phone, and went to the repair shop outside.

**

At this moment.

In a war-torn region on Earth.

A new round of fighting had begun, and Nie Yi retreated behind the safety line.

During his break, he hurriedly took a few bites of bread and picked up his phone to respond to messages.

Nie Yi

The three texts were clearly sent in a rush, with some words out of order and some only having initials in pinyin.

But Nie Yi managed to piece together the complete messages.

[It seems I can’t wait for you anymore.]

[Please, I beg you, hold your position. Many people are waiting for you to save them. This is the Nie Yi I love.]

[Take care, L.]

Nie Yi’s heart clenched suddenly, as if a hand was gripping it tightly, making it hard for him to breathe.

Overhead, the bombers continued to drone incessantly.

In front of him was the blinding fire and thick black smoke.

He felt the world spinning, his ears ringing.

Nie Yi didn’t know why Ling Mianxi had sent those messages, but he could guess the outcome.

"Boss!" A team leader nearby quickly supported him, thinking he was too exhausted, "Boss, you haven’t slept for three days and nights. You should get some rest."

The IBI’s rescue team had just arrived, giving them a moment’s respite.

"I’m fine." Nie Yi steadied his breath, pushed away the team leader’s hand, and pursed his lips, "Help me apply for leave. I need to return to the country."

The team leader was stunned, "Captain?"

Nie Yi didn’t respond.

He put on his dust-covered coat, donned his helmet, and left the bombed area without looking back.

Home must be guarded, the world must be protected, and those around him must not be abandoned.

**

The next morning, the life-and-death duel agreement from the Judicial Hall was directly sent to the Xie Family.

At that moment, Xie Nian was eating, her mood instantly ruined.

"Who sent me a life-and-death duel agreement?" Xie Nian asked impatiently, "Are they tired of living?"

She had no intention of signing a life-and-death duel agreement.

"Nian Nian, it’s Ying Zijin! That ancient medicine genius!" The Patriarch Xie was thrilled. "It’s not some ancient martial artist, Nian Nian, this is a great opportunity!"

Xie Nian frowned, "Ying Zijin? An ancient medicine practitioner, dare to?"

She had expected someone from the Ling Family to come seeking revenge for Ling Mianxi.

But she hadn’t thought of Ying Zijin. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

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