Medical Sage

Over a decade ago, Liang Ruchun was already one of the top experts in the circle of Ancient Martial Artists of Huaxia, having reached the Later Stage of Innate Realm. In the past, those at the Innate Early Stage, or even the Innate Middle Stage, could barely withstand three of his moves. Now, to everyone’s surprise, such a figure had become Sun Tianzheng’s lackey and was making a move against Chen Fei.

BOOM!

As the force and shockwave exploded, his final, chilling words detonated, forming a ring-like mist of pale gray that swept ferociously toward Chen Fei with terrifying power.

Liang Ruchun truly lived up to his name as a Late Innate Ancient Martial Artist. The methods and abilities he displayed were simply too astonishing, too overbearing. The weaker Innate Early Stage cultivators in the distance had only just felt the aftershock of his aura, yet the blood in their chests began to roil uncontrollably. Immediately after, they found it extremely difficult and painful to breathe. A look of uncontrollable horror filled their eyes.

”Innate... He’s actually reached the Innate Late Stage Peak!?” Many people stared at Liang Ruchun’s figure in disbelief. The aura he now exuded was far beyond what an ordinary Late Innate Ancient Martial Artist could compare to. If that was the case, there was only one answer... He actually reached the Innate Late Stage Peak!?

”Hmph!” Feeling the shocked and shaken gazes from all directions, Liang Ruchun shot a sidelong glance and let out a proud, cold laugh, as if enjoying the emotional turmoil he was causing.

But just as everyone was captivated and stunned by Liang Ruchun’s strength, another figure suddenly took a step forward. He opened his mouth, and in the next instant, a savage roar that could dominate the mountains erupted from his throat.

ROAR!

The rolling sound wave, carrying a sharp shriek unlike anything heard before, swept across the area in an instant. It was incredibly terrifying, overturning the mists and crashing violently into the powerful aura unleashed by Liang Ruchun. There was no finesse, just a direct collision, followed by a sky-shaking thunderclap that echoed for dozens of meters. Everyone stared, frozen.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK...

The ground between Liang Ruchun and Chen Fei instantly fractured, a deep fissure tearing through the earth and stretching for five or six meters.

”Hm?” Seeing his aura so easily blocked by Chen Fei, Liang Ruchun’s pupils shrank slightly, his expression growing solemn. That was just a probe, but the problem is, I’m a genuine Peak Late Stage Innate Ancient Martial Artist, am I not? Even if it was just a blast of aura, it’s definitely not something some ordinary young man can block so easily! And yet, this kid, this Chen Fei fellow, managed to do it...

”Hmph, you do have some skill. No wonder you dare to be so brazen,” he said, his eyes fixed on Chen Fei as he let out a cold snort.

”What does skill matter? He’s just a wet-behind-the-ears brat. Liang Ruchun, are you being a bit too cautious right now!?” Just then, another cold, mocking voice came from behind the ashen-faced Sun Tianzheng. Following the voice, an old man in a black robe with a slightly hunched back shuffled to the front.

”HISS! It’s the Elder of Evils from the northwest! Why is he here too...?” Seeing the hunched elder appear, the crowd once again erupted in an uproar.

In the circle of Ancient Martial Artists of Northwest Huaxia, there was an incredibly famous and terrifying titan, a Mount Tai Beidou known as the Elder of Evils. It was rumored that, like Liang Ruchun, the Elder of Evils possessed the strength of the Innate Late Stage Peak. No one had expected him to step forward at a time like this. Moreover, it seemed he too had been chosen by the higher-ups from the Purple Flame Palace.

Hearing the remark, Liang Ruchun’s expression darkened, but he still replied in a flat tone, ”I am a cautious person. It’s my habit. What of it, Elder of Evils? Do you find something wrong with that?”

Although he had chosen to set aside his dignity to curry favor with Sun Tianzheng for the sake of his future, even stooping to become his lackey, his attitude was extremely firm when dealing with others—even someone like the Elder of Evils, who shared his power at the Innate Late Stage Peak. After all, there was no reason for him to fear the man.

Sun Tianzheng, however, was different. He was a genius destined to soar to great heights. This had been made abundantly clear by the attitude of the bigwigs from the Purple Flame Palace toward him over the past few days.

”Not wrong, exactly...” the Elder of Evils mumbled, not pressing the issue. He knew Liang Ruchun had no reason to be afraid of him. However, since he had also chosen to bet on Sun Tianzheng, he naturally had to step up and do something, just like Liang Ruchun.

At this thought, he slowly swept his sinister, ancient eyes toward Chen Fei. Finally, with a chilling cackle, he said, ”Heh heh... to be able to fight Liang Ruchun to a standstill, you have earned the right to speak with us as equals. But you might be able to stop one person... what about two!?”

BOOM!

As the last syllable of his raspy voice fell, he waved his sleeve, and an intensely cold, evil aura surged forth. Within that evil energy, a sharp sound like a snake’s hiss resonated, faintly suppressing even Liang Ruchun’s aura. It made many in the crowd shudder, their faces paling.

”Heh, I never expected you, Elder of Evils, to stoop to something like this. Quite surprising. However, it is indeed the simplest and most effective method.” Upon seeing this, Liang Ruchun gave a grim, cold laugh. He turned to Chen Fei with a look of mockery and contempt. ”Kid, I have to admit you’ve got some skills, but so what? Do you really think you alone can stand against both me and the Elder of Evils?”

”I’d say the biggest mistake you’ve made in your entire life,” Liang Ruchun jeered, ”was daring to disrespect Junior Brother Sun!”

The two of them, a pair of Peak Late Stage Innate Ancient Martial Artists, formed an invincible combination even here in the Immortal Ascension Valley, a place teeming with experts. There was no way Chen Fei could possibly stir up any more trouble.

Seeing this, the crowd began to murmur. For people of Liang Ruchun’s and the Elder of Evils’s status to resort to such a despicable method... ganging up on him!?

Cao Qiguo and Xia Shanchuan were also flustered by the scene. They appeared behind Chen Fei, their faces grim. With trembling voices, they urged, ”Mr. Chen, maybe we should get out of here? Liang Ruchun and the Elder of Evils are both Peak Late Stage Innate Ancient Martial Artists! They’re... they’re too strong...”

Clearly, facing two such powerful experts left them terrified, their scalps tingling. With their current strength, they would have difficulty facing even a single expert at the Innate Mid-stage Peak, let alone someone at the Innate Late Stage Peak. We know Mr. Chen is powerful, but even so, can he really fight two Peak Late Stage Innate Ancient Martial Artists at once? That... that seems a bit too unrealistic, doesn’t it?

But compared to their panic and unease, our Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, appeared perfectly calm.

In the past, an alliance of two Peak Late Stage Innate Ancient Martial Artists might have indeed given him a headache. But now... they were nothing special.

”Kid, don’t say we’re bullying the weak. I’ll give you a chance to atone,” the Elder of Evils said coolly. ”Kneel, give Junior Brother Sun two loud kowtows, and we’ll let this matter drop. Otherwise... heh, don’t blame us for being merciless.”

Hearing this, Sun Tianzheng couldn’t help but lift his head arrogantly, a look of prominence on his face. If Chen Fei is willing to kneel and kowtow to me in public, I suppose I can be merciful and forgive him...

”Oh, is that so? Why don’t you come over here and try me?”

In the next moment, our Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, smiled with narrowed eyes, but the smile held no warmth. It was utterly freezing.

His words and his attitude sent a jolt of surprise through the crowd. Facing two Peak Late Stage Innate Ancient Martial Artists, he still refuses to bow his head? He wants to fight them head-on!? But... does he even have what it takes?

Seeing Chen Fei’s response, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of both Liang Ruchun and the Elder of Evils. As old hands who had clawed their way through the circles of Ancient Martial Arts for years, they could tell that this young man wasn’t just bluffing—he seemed to genuinely have a trump card.

But does that matter? Obviously not. It doesn’t matter at all. They simply couldn’t believe that a mere twenty-something-year-old brat could possess a trump card so terrifying that he could face two Peak Late Stage Innate Ancient Martial Artists and remain fearless. That was completely impossible.

Thinking this, the Elder of Evils decided he was done wasting words on such a greenhorn.

A grim smile spread across his aged face. With a wave of his sleeve, the potent True Qi in his body swelled rapidly. A Serpent Staff materialized in his hand, and as he lunged forward, he brought it smashing down toward Chen Fei’s Heavenly Spirit Cap with a force that seemed capable of piercing metal and splitting stone. The fluctuation of his True Qi was astounding.

”Little thing, come and meet your end!”

BANG