MM Racing 34. Communication with the two elders
34. Communication with the two elders
As soon as eight seconds passed, the pulling force on his head suddenly increased many times over. Ling Bingtian only felt a flash before his eyes, and he was already back in that familiar cave.
Looking at the familiar soul-guiding light in front of him and the faintly visible aptitude membrane behind him, Ling Bingtian felt inexplicably dazed, as if everything that had happened in the past few days seemed so unreal.
Fortunately, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice quickly broke Ling Bingtian's daze.
"Xiao Tian? You're back."
The first half of the sentence carried a hint of surprise, while the second half was filled with joy at confirming Ling Bingtian's return.
The person who spoke was Ling Yongming, who was in charge of the membrane, but he didn't seem to be in good condition at the moment.
Ling Bingtian looked closely and immediately realized that his great-uncle's condition was very strange.
His aura was fluctuating wildly, and his complexion had turned an unnatural sallow color.
What surprised Ling Bingtian the most was that not far from where Ling Yongming was sitting cross-legged, there was a pool of dried blood!
All signs indicate that Ling Yongming is injured, and it's not a minor injury.
"Grand Uncle, are you alright?"
Without thinking too much, Ling Bingtian quickly stepped forward to help Ling Yongming, who was trying to get up, and then asked with a puzzled look.
With Ling Yongming's cultivation level of 95 Super Douluo, plus the added benefits of the far north and his 100,000-year ninth soul ring, there should be very few people on the continent who could hurt him.
No matter how hard Ling Bingtian thought about it, he couldn't imagine who could have injured Ling Yongming so severely.
But soon, Ling Yongming's words dispelled Ling Bingtian's doubts.
"It's alright, it's alright. Your great-uncle is fine, good child, you have a very good eye for observation. Your great-uncle just felt a sudden pang of heart palpitation a while ago, as if something had severed its connection with me."
"After the connection was severed, my soul power naturally became chaotic, which is why I coughed up some blood. It's nothing serious. Back when I was traveling all over the country, this kind of thing wouldn't even be considered an injury."
Ling Yongming responded to Ling Bingtian with a calm smile. From his relaxed demeanor, Ling Bingtian could tell that he was telling the truth in part.
From Ling Yongming's words, Ling Bingtian also learned the reason for his injury, which, in fact, had something to do with Ling Bingtian himself.
The injuries on his body were likely caused by the existence of the crimson giant sword phantom severing the connection between the divine realm and the minor plane, leading to spatial rifts invading the minor plane and tearing the altar apart.
Ling Yongming established a connection with the altar in the minor plane, and the connection between the two is similar to a mutual aid chain.
Both prosper together, and both suffer losses together.
Therefore, Ling Yongming was affected when the altar collapsed due to the spatial rift attack.
However, the Divine Pearl stabilized the small plane in time, so Ling Yongming was only injured; otherwise, he might have lost his life.
As for the second half of his statement about the minor injury, it must have been a lie he told to comfort Ling Bingtian.
Glancing at Ling Yongming's still slightly trembling legs, Ling Bingtian wisely refrained from exposing him. Instead, she silently steadied his body, acknowledged his presence, and then inquired about the whereabouts of her grandfather, Ling Yongsheng.
"Yong Sheng, he went to persuade them with reason after I detected a small team of Soul Masters exploring this area through the altar two hours ago." Ling Yongming answered Ling Bingtian's question with a smile, enduring the pain in his body.
Ling Bingtian understood that in this fantasy world, if someone dared to cross the line of a family's power, accidents would happen every day.
Having lived in the Ling family for so many years, Ling Bingtian was taught that family comes first, so he was not in a position to say much about Ling Yongsheng's approach of "reasoning with people".
"Da...da...da..."
Just then, footsteps came from the direction of the cave entrance.
Ling Bingtian and Ling Yongming turned their heads and saw Ling Yongsheng walking out from the other end of the passage. When he saw Ling Bingtian there, he showed obvious joy.
"Xiao Tian, you're out!"
Ling Yongsheng greeted Ling Bingtian with delight, but the next moment, upon seeing the injuries on Ling Yongming's body, his expression immediately turned serious.
At the same time, an astonishing aura suddenly erupted from this man who was over two hundred years old!
"Brother, what happened to you? Which bastard hurt you? Tell me, and I'll twist his head off and use it as a football!"
The moment Ling Yongsheng opened his mouth, his roguish, military-style demeanor was revealed in his anger.
Ling Bingtian suddenly felt a chill rise from the back of his head. The old man's anger could be directed at him!
Ling Yongming didn't seem to think anything of it, which suggests he had seen this kind of Ling family member quite often before when he was in the Ling family.
He simply replied to Ling Yongsheng, "It's nothing, there might have been a problem at the altar. But since Xiao Tian has come out, it shouldn't be anything serious."
That's what they said, but just because Ling Bingtian couldn't see it doesn't mean Ling Yongsheng couldn't.
Ling Yongming's injuries at this moment were definitely not as simple as just spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.
A dignified Super Douluo, whose aura is now unstable and who cannot even control his body from trembling, must have suffered extremely serious internal injuries.
Based on Ling Yongsheng's knowledge, he could even conclude that Ling Yongming had definitely damaged his origin, and his soul power level had probably decreased.
In fact, Ling Yongsheng's judgment was correct; the damage to the altar did indeed have an extremely serious impact on Ling Yongming.
Ling Yongming is currently suffering from excruciating pain that makes it difficult for him to control his body. His soul power level has plummeted from level 95 to level 93, causing him to fall below the Super Douluo level. Furthermore, his dantian is not very stable.
This means that without the help of rare and precious materials to stabilize his dantian, his soul power level may drop again.
Seeing Ling Yongming's attitude, Ling Yongsheng understood his elder brother's thoughts after twenty years of companionship.
Immediately, Ling Yongsheng changed the subject, turning to Ling Bingtian and asking, "I see. Okay then. Bingtian, what's your situation now?"
After speaking, he cast an expectant look at Ling Bingtian, making Ling Bingtian feel as if stars were twinkling in his eyes.
An embarrassing attempt to change the subject.
Ling Bingtian thought to himself with a sigh of helplessness, but Ling Yongsheng's attitude made him realize that the severity of his great-uncle's injury was probably far greater than he had imagined.
But the topic Ling Yongsheng changed was still attractive enough. After hearing his words, Ling Yongming also lowered his head and looked at Ling Bingtian with expectant eyes.
Although the Ice God had announced it to them long ago, they still couldn't quite believe it until they actually saw or heard Ling Bingtian explain it to them.
Seeing that both elders were looking at him expectantly, Ling Bingtian had no choice but to respectfully reply, "Grandpa, I have already accepted the divine test of the Ice God's inheritance."
As soon as those words were spoken, the two stones that had been hanging over their hearts immediately settled peacefully on the hearts of their respective owners.
Loud laughter followed closely behind from their respective owners.
Amidst the laughter, there was relief, contentment, anticipation, and tears...