Medical Sage

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH! After Prince Schumacher and the three Peak Grand Dukes of the Brad Family entered the Great Formation’s portal, the remaining experts on the scene, though wary of each other, did not hesitate. In pairs and trios, several figures shot into the azure portal, entering the Great Formation.

Seeing this, Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, decided not to hesitate any longer and stepped toward the azure portal. But just then, an exceptionally tall figure domineeringly cut him off, blocking his path.

”Lad, how about we make a deal?” Wenn Tianxiong looked at Chen Fei with a cold expression that seemed tinged with mockery, as if he were looking down on him with contempt.

At that moment, Saint Magus Melsdom, who had been about to step through the portal, paused. His gaze swept coldly in their direction. The other experts did the same, but the vast majority of them, after a single glance, turned away and continued forward as if they had seen nothing. That lad had dared to be so arrogant in front of the Wenn Family Brothers. Given their nature, it would be a miracle if they let it slide.

Blocked by someone for no apparent reason, a glint of cold light flashed deep within the eyes of Chen Fei, Young Master Chen.

But the person blocking him was Wenn Tianxiong, a monster on the level of a Peak Late Innate Ancient Martial Artist. Unless they had a complete falling out, he had no choice but to endure for now.

Then, Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, raised his head, his voice chilling as he spoke.

”What deal?”

”What deal?” Wenn Tianxiong stared down at Chen Fei with a cold and intimidating gaze, saying menacingly, ”I know you’re interested in the treasure inside. However, I advise you to drop that foolish idea right now. Otherwise, you should know what the consequences will be! When I, Wenn Tianxiong, set my sights on something, a wet-behind-the-ears brat like you has no right to even think about it, understand?”

Upon hearing this, a powerful anger surged within Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, and a frosty coldness appeared in his eyes. Drop the idea? If he were really willing to do that, what would be the point in wasting time entering the Great Formation in the first place? And wasn’t this old bastard being far too conceited? Did he really think that a few simple words could scare Chen Fei witless and make him give up on the inherited treasure? Or… was this old bastard just humiliating him, trying to put him in his place in front of everyone?

”Move aside!” Suddenly, a piercingly cold voice rang out, causing Wenn Tianxiong’s expression to darken instantly.

”What did you say?” he growled, glaring at Chen Fei with threatening eyes, speaking one deliberate word at a time.

”I said… move aside!” A sharp, cold glare shot from the eyes of Chen Fei, Young Master Chen. Then, astonishingly, he thrust out both hands and forcefully shoved Wenn Tianxiong, who was blocking his path, aside.

A low murmur of surprise rippled through the nearby crowd. ”No way, this kid, he...” Clearly, no one had expected this Eastern Lad to have the nerve to physically push Wenn Tianxiong.

After being shoved back a step or two, Wenn Tianxiong slammed his foot down to steady himself. The cold, contemptuous expression on his face gradually contorted into something darker, replaced by a heart-stopping, icy chill. His gaze, filled with murderous intent, locked onto Chen Fei as a frosty voice dripped from his lips.

”...You’re truly courting death. You little runt, do you think I really don’t dare to kill you?”

”Why don’t you try?” Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, met his threat head-on, refusing to back down. The depths of his own eyes had turned just as cold and hard. He even had the Mystic Stone Mirror clasped in his palm, ready for use.

”Such arrogance. Wenn Tianxiong, do you take this place for your Ween Family’s White Wall Mountain?”

Just then, a cold voice cut in. Saint Magus Melsdom had turned from the portal to face them, his expression full of mockery.

Wenn Tianxiong’s face twitched. Wenn Yongshou immediately sneered, ”Well now, it looks like two stray dogs have teamed up. How interesting… I just wonder what use it is for two pieces of trash like you to band together?”

”Whether we’re stray dogs or trash, I don’t know. I only know that certain people look an awful lot like trash in my eyes. Why don’t we just fight it out right here? We can deal with you two annoying cockroaches first and save ourselves the trouble later…” Chen Fei cut him off with a scornful laugh, his tone indifferent.

Wenn Yongshou’s face frosted over, and he fell silent for a long moment.

”We’ll see, then. Let’s see who gets the last laugh. Hmph...”

In the end, Wenn Tianxiong did not attack. He simply threw out that last threat and turned away with a glacial expression, stepping into the portal. He was clearly still wary of Melsdom. After all, the Holy Magister was also on the verge of reaching the peak.

”Be careful once you’re inside. Let’s try to meet up quickly.” Seeing the situation resolved, Saint Magus Melsdom let out an inward sigh of relief. He tossed those parting words to Chen Fei and entered the portal himself. Since the transportation was random, it didn’t matter if they entered together or not. In any case, they just needed to regroup as quickly as possible.