When Ling Shuiyao ntioned a sparring match, Tang Ziqing and Wang Wanxi both looked at her, while Ghost and Yun Xiaotian were more direct, their faces full of schadenfreude.
"What, can’t we fight?" Ling Shuiyao raised her chin and questioned.
Lin Tian sat still, without any intention of moving, and said calmly, "Miss Shuiyao is mistaken. I am a protector not by force, but because of this; I am a healer." As he spoke, he unwound a golden thread from his wrist, wrapping it around his palm.
"What is this thing?" Ling Shuiyao frowned.
Beside her, the Ling Pavilion Master suddenly stood up with wide eyes. This intense reaction startled everyone, making them think sothing had happened.
"Aunt, what’s the matter? It’s just a golden thread." Ling Shuiyao said nonchalantly.
Lin Tian slightly furrowed his brows and looked at the Ling Pavilion Master, surprised by her reaction. Even if she recognized the golden thread as the token of the Ghost Valley Inheritor, such an intense reaction was unexpected.
One must know the Ghost Valley Inheritor is formidable, but these ancient martial families are not inferior. They have been inherited for centuries; while the Ghost Valley Inheritor inherits dical skills, they inherit martial arts. It can’t be said who is superior.
Especially given her status as Pavilion Master, her position is not lower than that of the Ghost Valley Inheritor. So, her shock wasn’t because of the Ghost Valley Inheritor, but for so other reason, which puzzled Lin Tian.
The acquisition of this golden thread was already mysterious. How could such an important token be given away so casually by Zi Yan? Lin Tian couldn’t believe she valued only the dical skills. Perhaps Zi Yan had her own undisclosed motives.
Ever since getting to know Zi Yan, the more Lin Tian interacted with her, the less he understood her. Being the owner of the inheritor’s token, the mysterious Nine Needle Technique, and the Imperial Pole Worldly Book of predictions and astrology, soone like her could not be simple.
The Ling Pavilion Master composed herself, then slowly sat back down and said, "I’m fine, just reminded of so things."
"Xiao Tian being appointed as the protector is finalized, Yao Yao, you must not object." After sitting down, the Ling Pavilion Master added, her expression stern and tone indisputable.
Ling Shuiyao knew her aunt was serious. If she continued to disrupt, her aunt would truly be angry.
She let out an "oh" and sat down, but was puzzled as to why her aunt beca so solemn after seeing the golden thread. Could Lin Tian have so significant background?
He said he was a healer; just what kind of healer was he? A multitude of questions arose in Ling Shuiyao’s mind as she looked at Lin Tian, finding him increasingly mysterious.
"Well then, thank you, Ling Pavilion Master and Miss Tang. I shall take my leave to prepare, see you tomorrow night." Wang Wanxi stood and nodded towards Lin Tian. The group then left.
After Lin Tian and his group departed, Tang Ziqing also left, as she needed to prepare a place in the Nine-story Pagoda for the guests since it had not been inhabited for a long ti.
Soon, only the Ling Pavilion Master and Ling Shuiyao were left in the room. Noticing her aunt wasn’t leaving, Ling Shuiyao asked, "Aunt, there were too many people just now to ask, what’s the issue with Lin Tian’s golden thread? I’ve rarely seen such a strong emotional response from you."
"That is the token of the Ghost Valley Inheritor." The Ling Pavilion Master answered straightforwardly, with no intention of concealing the truth.
Ling Shuiyao blinked and said, "As I understand it, Gui Guzi left many profound skills. It’s said the Wang Family inherited Gui Guzi’s ancient martial tradition, also considering themselves his inheritors. And then there’s astrology, but its inheritor hasn’t erged and might be long lost. Lin Tian said he’s a healer; could he have inherited the dical skills?"
The Ling Pavilion Master glanced at her and said, "It seems you’re not entirely ignorant. If that golden thread truly belongs to him, then he must have inherited Ghost Valley’s dical skills. Ghost Valley’s dical skills are mysterious, with the Nine Needle Technique being the most mysterious, and that golden thread is used for it, a symbolic token and also a golden acupuncture needle."
"I didn’t expect he had such a background." Ling Shuiyao exclaid in surprise.
"That’s nothing. Back in the day, the Ghost Valley Inheritor traveled the world and appeared in the Imperial Capital. That generation’s inheritor was both a healer and a pharmacist. If I’m correct, Lin Tian is likely a pharmacist as well." The Ling Pavilion Master said with a hint of a smile.
"He’s a pharmacist?" Ling Shuiyao was shocked and then thought of sothing, exclaiming, "Could the black-robed pharmacist be him?"
The Ling Pavilion Master nodded, "There’s an eighty percent chance."
"How could it be!" Ling Shuiyao was so shocked her mouth gaped until a sliver of sparkling drool escaped her lips before she regained her senses: "He’s...so young, so..."
"So handso, right? Do you think pharmacists should all be slovenly old n? Soone young and handso like him shouldn’t be a pharmacist?" The Ling Pavilion Master shook her head, helplessly.
"I didn’t say that." Ling Shuiyao pouted, mumbling, then lifted her head, "Aunt, even with advanced elixirs, you were willing to exchange for the Heart of the teorite. Even if Lin Tian is a pharmacist, with the golden thread as the sign of the Ghost Valley Inheritor, it shouldn’t have shocked you so much. There must be another reason."
"Another reason?" The Ling Pavilion Master mused, her gaze becoming ethereal before saying, "So things, perhaps, you’ll understand in ti."
Saying no more, she moved to the window, looking into the distance, softly murmuring, "Is the Ancient Hidden Stream about to erge?"
Unbeknownst to Lin Tian, the Ling Pavilion Master had almost figured out his identity. If he were present, he would certainly marvel at her ticulous mind.
"Aunt Wang, I often hear you refer to her as the Ling Pavilion Master, but what’s her actual na?" Lin Tian asked curiously.
"Ling Zishan, which is why so call her the Zishan Pavilion Master." Wang Wanxi replied.
"The Zishan Pavilion Master, is it? Her insight is truly remarkable. Those eyes, when I stand before her, it seems nothing can be hidden." Lin Tian expressed his genuine admiration, for while he considered himself perceptive, this Pavilion Master seed even more so.
"Indeed, those eyes seem to see through the soul, leaving no secrets hidden from her." Ghost chid in appreciatively.
Wang Wanxi glanced at the three and smiled, "You may not be aware of her other identity. Besides being the Pavilion Master, Zishan is also an appraiser."
"An appraiser? What kind of profession is that?" Ghost couldn’t help but ask.
Lin Tian speculated, "If I’m not mistaken, it’s sowhat similar to Elder Zhou in the jewelry world, except Elder Zhou appraises jewels, whereas she appraises various treasures."
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