Medical Sage

”Hmph! Kid, you’d better watch your back. Don’t give my brother and me a chance to deal with you inside! Otherwise, you’ll find out what it means to regret something when it’s too late!” Seeing this, Wen Yongshou’s face filled with anger. He stalked toward the portal, cursing Chen Fei under his breath.

”Is that so? The more you say that, the more I look forward to it!” Chen Fei scoffed.

Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, still wore a mocking expression. He never expected, however, that the Old Rascal would suddenly whirl around. A palm-sized glow flickered, and a black ruler shot out from within, striking with lightning speed at Chen Fei, who was no more than half a meter away.

BANG!

A muffled sound rang out.

Chen Fei, Young Master Chen’s pupils contracted. The black ruler instantly pierced his protective Spiritual Energy and was about to smash into his chest, but he blocked it with his Mystic Stone Mirror in the nick of time! Even so, the force of the impact made the blood surge through his body, and an unnatural flush crept across his face.

Then, the face of Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, truly turned frosty. He clearly never expected he’d almost fall for the Old Rascal’s trick.

”A Magic Artifact as well? I didn’t expect my big brother to guess correctly... No wonder a little runt like you dares to be so arrogant. So, you’re actually a Qi Practitioner, huh?” Wen Yongshou stared intently at the Mystic Stone Mirror hanging before Chen Fei’s chest, muttering expressionlessly.

”Old Rascal, are you done playing dumb?” A deep blush appeared on Chen Fei’s cheeks. He clutched his chest, his pitch-black, obsidian-clear eyes fixed coldly on his opponent as he spoke.

”Playing dumb? You saw through my act and I still almost got you. A kid like you is still far too green.” The exaggerated arrogance on Wen Yongshou’s face vanished, replaced by the sly coldness of an old fox and faint disdain.

Hearing this, Chen Fei, Young Master Chen’s expression shifted again, but for once, he said nothing. He knew something was off, yet he had still been nearly ambushed... This left him speechless in the face of his opponent’s contempt and mockery! It seemed to be the ’punishment’ he deserved.

Seeing Chen Fei’s silence, Wen Yongshou frowned. He looked at Chen Fei and said lightly, ”Kid, I’ll warn you one last time. My big brother and I are determined to acquire the relic of that eastern expert! If you’re smart, you’ll give up on any ideas you shouldn’t be having. Otherwise, you should know what the consequences will be, right?”

”Are you done? If you’re done, then get lost!”

But the only response he received was the utterly frigid voice of Chen Fei, Young Master Chen.

Immediately after, with a flick of his hand, the Mystic Stone Mirror transformed into a gushing torrent of mud, surging toward Wen Yongshou like a landslide.

The latter’s expression changed instantly. With a flash, his entire body disappeared into the azure portal. Only his voice, venomous as a Poison Scorpion’s sting, drifted back faintly, ”You little runt, we’ll see about this...”

”We’ll see about this? Then let’s just wait and see...”

As Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, stared coldly at the azure portal, he muttered to himself, lost in thought. That Black Ruler just now should only be a Low Grade Magic Artifact, right? But that Old Rascal... he actually has a Qi Refining Sixth Layer cultivation level. He really hid his strength well... He clearly never expected Wen Yongshou to possess the cultivation of the Qi Refining Sixth Layer! Even if it was a recent breakthrough, his strength was at least on par with Wen Tianxiong at the Innate Late Stage Peak!

What’s more, that guy is holding a Low Grade Magic Artifact, the Black Ruler. With that thing, this Old Rascal might be even more troublesome than Wen Tianxiong, right?

Heh, but you’d never guess, would you? My Mystic Stone Mirror isn’t a Low Grade Magic Artifact, but a Mid-Grade Magical Artifact! You’ve hidden your strength, but do you think I don’t have a trump card of my own? We’ll see about this... I’m actually starting to look forward to seeing who... will have the last laugh.

Then, with a cold smirk, Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, also stepped into the azure portal.

It turned out that during their brief clash, he had intentionally concealed the Mystic Stone Mirror’s true power. He had only displayed the strength of a Low Grade Magic Artifact to lull his opponent into a false sense of security, keeping a trump card hidden. After all, how could that Old Rascal ever imagine that a young man his age could possess a Mid-Grade Magical Artifact?!

Forget him; even on the entire Earth, the number of old masters who could produce a treasure like a Mid-Grade Magical Artifact was incredibly small! And without exception, they were all beings who stood at the absolute pinnacle.

So, no matter how cautious or cunning that Old Rascal was, he could never have guessed this!

After a wave of dizziness, Chen Fei found himself on a small, desolate hillock. Not far away, he could vaguely make out a massive palace, shrouded in black light and hidden within the mist. He glanced around the area a few more times, his expression turning somewhat strange.

Because not far from him stood only a few people. The others were nowhere to be seen; it seemed they hadn’t been transported to the same location.