127: The appearance of the Black Jade Bone-Regenerating Pill shocked the Ling family!

Eye of Detection, activate!

Instantly, information about Deng Yunwei and Jiang Yifeng appeared before my eyes.

There wasn't much to see regarding Deng Yunwei's info; she was just Old Master Deng's granddaughter, a daughter of destiny.

Turning to Jiang Yifeng's side, there was quite a lot of information.

Things like 'fallen genius', 'specializing in the path of beast taming', and so on.

From this, it was clear that the death of the old man I saw last time was inextricably linked to Jiang Yifeng.

【Jiang Yifeng (Child of Destiny)】

【Cheat: Powerful Beast Tamer inheritance and a 9th-rank remnant soul master】

【Cultivation: Grandmaster (Shared cultivation with beast pets)】

【Luck Level: 1000 points】

【Comprehensive Evaluation: A genius who has touched upon a new path, possessing a complete inheritance and the guidance of a 9th-rank remnant soul master.

Unlimited potential, a super powerful leek with a promising future!】

This was the best gift of this birthday banquet, a super leek comparable to Su Ran.

Two chairs were brought over, and Deng Yunwei and Jiang Yifeng took their seats.

Seeing this, Old Master Ling waited no longer. With a single look, Ling Yi brought out a bow.

Before the cold energy on the bow even drew near, it already made everyone present feel a chill in their hearts.

The weight of this cold energy had reached a terrifying degree, enough to influence the environment.

“This bow is called snow falls without trace. It was forged by a master on Heavenly Snow Mountain. One must constantly use True Qi to ensure they are not harmed by the cold,” Old Master Ling introduced.

Ling Yi then placed the bow into a special wooden box and carefully handed it to Ling Xian.

The moment this snow falls without trace appeared, Ling Xian felt as if it were born for him.

“Thank you, Grandpa!” Ling Xian thanked him sincerely.

Compared to the autumn moon blade, snow falls without trace was of better quality, but its compatibility might not be as good as the autumn moon blade's.

“Kid Feng, you must get your hands on this bow; it was born for you!”

A deep voice resounded from the depths of Jiang Yifeng's soul.

“Old Mo, is... this bow really that powerful?” Jiang Yifeng was somewhat surprised, though he knew the bow was no simple weapon.

As the eldest young master of the Jiang Family, he was unwilling to admit that a birthday gift for another young master could be stronger than him.

“Nonsense, this bow has Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice within it and was crafted with the exhaustive efforts of a great powerhouse.

As long as you have it, most exotic beasts will take the initiative to submit to you without you even lifting a finger,” Old Mo said with a face full of pride, as if showing off his knowledge.

“Really?” Jiang Yifeng knew the temperaments of those exotic beasts; most were not only exceptionally brutal but also possessed great pride. Even if you were powerful, they wouldn't easily yield.

“When has this old man ever lied to you?” Old Mo said displeasedly, huffing and puffing.

In his heart, he was very dissatisfied with Jiang Yifeng's hesitation.

“It belongs to someone else, but I'll try!” Jiang Yifeng agreed, biting the bullet.

But his heart was pounding; after all, he had no friendship with the Ling Family.

Thus, he turned his gaze toward Deng Yunwei again.

“Yunwei, that bow is quite suitable for me. Do you think you could discuss an exchange with the Ling Family? My Jiang Family is willing to offer a large amount of cultivation resources in exchange,” Jiang Yifeng whispered.

Deng Yunwei was stunned upon hearing this. She hesitated for a moment before nodding. “I'll give it a try.”

Deng Yunwei was still too good to Jiang Yifeng, having no idea of the value of this snow falls without trace.

Forget the entire Jiang Family; even the Deng Family couldn't produce a sufficient price for the exchange.

Yet she still stood up and raised her wine glass. “Grandpa Ling, I toast to you!”

Old Master Ling smiled slightly but didn't respond.

He could see that this girl from the Deng Family had ill intentions.

“Yunwei has taken a liking to this bow. My Deng Family can exchange resources of equal value for it, and we can even gift Young Master Ling an extra birthday present!” Deng Yunwei spoke with an arrogant attitude.

She didn't care at all about the feelings of Ling Xian, the host of the birthday party.

Before Old Master Ling or Ling Xian could speak, Ling Wenjie was the first to stand up, slamming the table in a fit of rage.

Slap!

“Hiss—” Only then did Ling Wenjie notice that in his haste, he had slammed his injured palm.

“Damn it, you bitch! I didn't even ask for my cousin's gift, so who the hell do you think you are?”

Originally, he hadn't intended to use profanity; after all, as a member of the Ling Family, he usually had to mind his language and decorum.

It was just that he vented the pain in his palm onto Deng Yunwei.

In the past, if Ling Wenjie had acted this way, Ling Wenbin would have stopped him long ago.

But this time, Ling Wenbin's face was also dark, and his lack of interference already represented his attitude.

The only reason he wasn't as impulsive as his son Wenjie was entirely because the other party's grandfather was Old Master Deng.

“Humph, even Old Man Deng wouldn't dare to be so arrogant. Little girl, my Ling Family's celebration does not welcome you,” Old Master Ling snorted coldly, being blunt.

“Grandpa Ling, your words...” Deng Yunwei's face was awkward; she still hadn't realized what she had done wrong.

“Get out!” Old Master Ling barked.

Not killing Deng Yunwei on the spot was already giving face to Old Man Deng.

“Fine, we're leaving!” Deng Yunwei was also stubborn. She hadn't expected the Ling Family to give her Deng Family so little face.

But she didn't know that if the Ling Family hadn't considered her grandfather, she would have been decapitated long ago... Walking out of the private room, Jiang Yifeng felt a bit of regret; he hadn't expected Deng Yunwei to be so impulsive.

He wanted to persuade Deng Yunwei to go back and apologize.

But Deng Yunwei spoke up, interrupting his thoughts. “Brother Jiang, let's go. It's just a broken bow, isn't it? I don't care for it. When I get back, I'll have Grandpa give me an even better one.”

The words were on the tip of Jiang Yifeng's tongue, but he just couldn't say them.

“Yunwei, it's not necessary. Actually, just that one bow would have been enough,” Jiang Yifeng explained, “It has extraordinary meaning to me.”

But these words fell on Deng Yunwei's ears with a different meaning.

“Brother Jiang, are you disliking the bow I'm going to give you? It's just a mere broken bow. Forget one; what if I give you ten or a hundred?”

As the young lady of the Deng Family, Deng Yunwei was naturally proud.

Being treated so poorly by the Ling Family just now was actually an insult in her heart.

“Alright then.” Jiang Yifeng understood that if he continued, it would only damage Deng Yunwei's favorability toward him.

Inside the private room, Ling Xian looked at the series of gifts and was also beaming with joy.

“Grandpa, what's the situation with Brother Wuhei's leg?” Ling Xian asked curiously.

He remembered the black jade bone-generating pill he had obtained from Xu Feng.

“It's nothing, just an injury sustained during a mission. After a while, I'll find a divine doctor from Medicine King Valley to treat it, and there shouldn't be any major issues,” Ling Wuhei explained proactively, appearing as if he didn't care.

He made it sound easy, but considering that even the divine doctors found using the Ling Family's resources couldn't cure it and they needed someone from Medicine King Valley to act, one could imagine the severity of the injury.

“I have a black jade bone-generating pill here that can regrow severed limbs. I'll give it to Brother Wuhei.” Ling Xian's Super Recovery ability could already achieve the effect of regrowing limbs.

This pill didn't have much use in Ling Xian's hands.

Hearing this, Ling Wuhei's eyes widened, thinking it was a joke.

But when everyone saw Ling Xian's serious expression, they knew it might be true.

“Little Xian, this is too precious!” Ling Wubai wished he could kneel on the spot to express his gratitude.

Facing the pain of his son's broken leg, even as a Major General, Ling Wubai felt immense heartache.

Ling Wubai's family didn't refuse, and Ling Wuhei swallowed it on the spot.

A moment later, Ling Wuhei actually felt an itchy, painful sensation in his severed leg.

“I have feeling! I have feeling!” Ling Wuhei shouted excitedly, his gratitude toward Ling Xian knowing no bounds.

Everyone was shocked once again. This pill was a precious medicine rarely seen even among those martial arts sects.

Being able to produce such a precious medicine, no one present looked down on Ling Xian anymore.