The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 41
After the battle in the Residence of the Cheng Clan, the two clans that had the same status in Grey Cloud City set out towards two different destinies.
The influence of the Ling Clan increased by the day, and they soon had enough power to declare the most dominant clan in Grey Cloud City. On the other hand, the Cheng Clan was caught in a huge dilemma, forced into a corner. One of the reasons behind that is their economic stagnation, but another more important reason is the fact that their morale has taken a big hit.
Ling Dong Xing really has a good son!
This was currently a common understanding among the citizens of Gray Cloud Town. None of them will remember the fact that just two months ago, this "good son" was still a trash in public and was considered a complete joke.
The smaller clans in the city began to get in touch with the Ling Clan frequently, hoping to become in-laws with the Ling Clan. Their target was naturally the previously famous trash, and the current famous great genius, Ling Han. Of course, the Shen Clan was thus the target of their jokes.
Originally, they had already claimed Ling Han, this extraordinary potential son-in-law, yet they themselves decided to go back on their own words and reject him.
Many were wondering how Shen Zi Yan was feeling right now.
Chen Feng Lie had just left, but another member of the Stone Wolf Sect had arrived. His name is Ma Lang. He brought along a team of law enforcement, aggressively interrogating each clan, seemingly looking for someone.
When Ling Han found out, his heart moved. Could it be that these people came because of Hang Zhan?
Soon, Ma Lang and his group had arrived at the Ling Clan Residence.
The Stone Wolf Sect was the master within the nearest thousand miles. Ma Lang was here on behalf of the Stone Wolf Sect, so no matter who it was, everyone had to give him enough face. As a result, the high-ranking members of the Ling Clan all gathered in the Main Hall to receive this "Special Saint.
Ling Han arrived rather late, and when he entered the Main Hall with Liu Yu Tong behind him, it was already full. He shook his head to the servant who was just about to greet him before walking silently.
There was only one person among them present who was not a member of the Ling Clan, and it was a young man who was all dressed in white. He looked to be around twenty-three or twenty-four years old and looked very average, yet there was an extremely powerful aura emitted from him, filled with extreme confidence.
The only drawback was the fact that the smile on this person's face was too fake, causing disdain to those who saw it.
In addition to him, there also stood a line of people dressed all in black outside the Main Hall. All of them were at the Element Collection Level, but their cultivation level was not very high. It seemed that the average cultivation level among them was the second or third layer. None of them entered the fourth layer.
. . . The fourth layer and the seventh layer would forever be a difficult barrier to break through.
"This young man in white must be Ma Lang," thought Ling Han, once again turning his gaze to the former. His cultivation level was much higher than his peers since he had reached the sixth layer of the Element Gathering Tier. Within this area, along with his seemingly young age, he would definitely deserve the name of a genius. The strength of Shen Zi Yan, Cheng Xiang and the so-called "genius" was nothing compared to this young man.
"Ling Clan Head, in the past few months, have any of your clan members entered around Balance Mountain?" Ma Lang asked.
Ling Dong Xing's heart skipped a beat. He naturally knew very well that Ling Han had just returned from his trip to Balance Mountain, but now that Ma Lang had coincidentally asked about it, how could he not be a little wary? However, no matter how it was, he had had many years of experience in the position of Clan Head, and was of course very astute. His expression did not change in the slightest as he said, "As far as I know, none of my clan members entered around Balance Mountain."
Fortunately, Ling Han left and returned quietly. The other members of the clan only knew that Ling Han had disappeared for about a month, but none of them knew where exactly he was going.
"Is that so!" Ma Lang nodded and said nothing more. He just sat there with his eyes closed, seemingly deep in thought.
Ling Dong Xing knew very well the situation, and hurriedly had someone give him a wooden box, and said, "Young Master Ma must have had a difficult journey. Accept the small token of solemnity from the Ling Clan, Young Master Ma!"
Ma Lang finally opened his eyes, and received the wooden box. He did not pretend to be polite and actually opened it on the spot. Inside were just a few thick sheets of paper, but as Ma Lang flipped through the contents, a smile appeared on his face.
These pieces of paper are paper money. Each piece had a denomination of five hundred coins, and there was a total of four pieces, which was equivalent to two thousand coins. It's really a huge amount of money.
He had come here on a mission, yet had already intended to seek the prize money. Who would not fear and respect him when he brought along the law enforcement team from the Stone Wolf Sect? After all, he was now considered the representative of the Stone Wolf Sect. He had toured all the small clans of Cloud Gray City, leaving Ling and the last Cheng Clan.
As expected, the Great Clan would become a Great Clan. They are always very generous with their "gifts.
"Of course!" Ling Dong Xing replied. He also stood up, and said, "Let me see you, Young Master Ma!"
Ma Lang nodded cheerfully, placing himself in the role of "imperial mission", both hands placed behind, taking big strides.
"Young Master, Ma!" And right at this moment, someone suddenly spoke. It was Ling Zhong Kuan.
Ma Lang frowned, turned around and said, "What's wrong?"
"I suddenly remembered, that there was one clan member who had disappeared for about a month. Maybe ... he has gone to Balance Mountain!" Ling Zhong Kuan said, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"Oh, who is it?" Ma Lang asked.
"The name of this person is Ling Han, he is the son of our Clan Chief," Ling Zhong Kuan had been waiting for Ma Lang to ask him about it, so the answer was quick.
Hearing such words, all the members of the Ling Clan began to curse Ling Zhong Kuan in their hearts.
Putting aside the fact that Ling Han was now a glimmer of hope for the Ling Clan and a strong pillar of support for the clan in the future, even if he was the trash he used to be, as long as his surname was Ling, he said, you are still unable to help outsiders injure your own clan! And he wanted to become Clan Head with this kind of temperament? The future of the Ling Clan would truly be grim if he succeeded.
Ling Dong Xing naturally rampaged in his heart, and regretted that he had yet to tidy up the clan. Based on the fact that they all had the same surname as Ling, he was not cruel, but he never thought that Ling Zhong Kuan would actually be so heartless.
Ma Lang turned to look at Ling Dong Xing, and asked, "Ling Clan Head, is there such a problem?"
Ling Dong Xing's expression remained unchanged, as he said, "My son did go on a training trip a little over a month ago, but he hasn't gone to Balance Mountain yet."
"Oh, then where did he go?" Ma Lang narrowed his eyes.
"Seven Wind Mountains," Ling Han stepped out.
"So, you're Ling Han?" Ma Lang turned his gaze to Ling Han.
"I'm Ling Han," Ling Han nodded
Ma Lang looked at Ling Han, a grim expression on his face, causing everyone present to feel a foretold chill about the impending storm.
"Haha!" He suddenly laughed, walked over and patted Ling Han on the shoulder, saying, "Don't be too nervous, we're just here to wonder a little. I still have to go to the Cheng Clan Residence, but I will return to visit. I think we'll have a lot of common topics to talk to. "
This young man was really very temperamental.
Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "Hopefully meet you again."
"Ling Clan Head, you don't need to drive me away!" Ma Lang flicked his hand, and left together with the group of people dressed in black.
When his figure disappeared from sight, everything in the hall finally let go of the breath they were holding. Somehow, without them noticing, their bodies had been enveloped in layers of cold sweat. This was a sign of how much pressure this young man had on them.
Poisonous snake!
Right, poisonous snake! This young man was exactly like a poisonous snake! Anyone who shared the same space with him would be anxious to the point of sweating.