Medical Sage

The blood-stained arm lay quietly on the ground, fresh blood still bubbling from the wound. Everyone who witnessed this felt a cold shock, as if a chill had shot straight up from their hearts. They were left in a state of utter disbelief, terror, and dreamlike daze.

Clearly, none of them had expected Chen Fei to actually attack over a simple disagreement. And so brutally! He had mercilessly severed the arm of a Peak Powerhouse of Qi Refining Seventh Layer.

”Wh-what is that? Sword Qi? Is this guy actually a Sword Cultivator?” Many onlookers couldn’t help but swallow hard as they watched the fiery glow return to Chen Fei’s side. It was well-known throughout the Cultivation World that Sword Cultivators possessed some of the most terrifying offensive power among peers of the same realm. Not just anyone could walk this path; its inheritance was exceedingly rare. And now...

Staring at the corpse on the ground, the crowd felt as if they were in a dream. With a single sword strike, the powerful and domineering Gu Qing had been utterly obliterated, without even a chance to concede.

”It seems Wuu Jun really was killed by this kid.”

Upon witnessing this, the tall, thin elder in the brocade robe felt his expression change drastically, becoming complex and solemn. He was a genuine and formidable Qi Refining Eighth Layer Powerhouse, yet he knew with certainty that he could not have done what Chen Fei just did—sever the arm of a Peak Powerhouse of Qi Refining Seventh Layer at the shoulder with a single blow.

And what did this imply!?

”You... you dare sever my arm?! Do you have any idea who I am? Do you know my status?” The man whose arm had been severed by Chen Fei’s Sword Qi finally snapped out of his shock. His face twisted into a hideous expression as he glared at Chen Fei, his eyes brimming with rage as he roared.

Even for a Peak Powerhouse of Qi Refining Seventh Layer like him, who could reattach his own limb, such a clean severing would still cause a major loss of vital energy. It could take several months, perhaps even half a year, to fully recover.

Chen Fei glanced sideways at the man. A faint, cold indifference surfaced in his pitch-black, crystal-clear eyes. ”I think you should be considering what to offer to ransom your other arm.”

The crowd instantly erupted into an uproar. Everyone’s pupils constricted. What did his words mean!?

”Aren’t you a bit too bold? How dare you injure someone in public!” The voice of Li Chongtian, the Guardian Elder of Cloud Dragon Mountain, boomed like a great bell. His cold snort was like a heavy hammer striking everyone’s heart.

Hearing this, Chen Fei turned his head slightly toward the elder. He looked at Li Chongtian, whose eyelids were twitching and face was dark and twisted. A cold smirk slowly formed on Chen Fei’s lips. ”Old fool, did you expect me to just stand here motionless and let him take what’s mine?”

At these words, a muscle in Li Chongtian’s face twitched again. Both he and the one-armed man wanted the Black Cloud Axe, and they wanted it for nothing. They expected Chen Fei to stand idly by and not resist. Where in the world was there such absurd logic?! However, I am the Guardian Elder of Cloud Dragon Mountain, a man of considerable status! And that one-armed man is no different. So how could a mere greenhorn like Chen Fei dare to defy my wishes? He should have obediently handed over the Black Cloud Axe, presenting it respectfully with both hands. That’s what was supposed to happen! But not only did he refuse, he dared to attack and injure someone! This is simply outrageous!

”Zhuang Yuanwu, it seems this brat has no respect for your Green Snake Cave whatsoever.” With this thought, fury surged within Li Chongtian, and he immediately tried to sow more discord.

In the northern region of Eagle Gorge, Purple Flame Palace was the undisputed hegemon, commanding numerous forces of varying strength. Green Snake Cave was one of the strongest among the Thirteen Caves under Purple Flame Palace, ranking in the top three or five. Its foundation was far more formidable than that of Golden Toad Cave, making them a truly tough opponent. Even compared to Cloud Dragon Mountain, they were only a sliver behind in power.

”Kid, you’ve got guts. I, Zhuang Yuanwu, will remember this!” Still seething, Zhuang Yuanwu completely lost his composure. He stared at Chen Fei, his voice dripping with icy hatred. The killing intent in his tone was unmistakable.

Seeing and hearing this, the onlookers couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity for Chen Fei. The young man was powerful, but far too impulsive. He had not only offended the cunning old fox Li Chongtian but had now also severed Zhuang Yuanwu’s arm, making enemies of both Cloud Dragon Mountain and Green Snake Cave simultaneously. How could he possibly survive this?

”Remember me?” Chen Fei’s chilling voice suddenly rang in everyone’s ears. ”I don’t think the lesson has sunk in deeply enough yet.” His words were so cold they made everyone’s heart shudder violently.

Then, with a look of utter indifference, Chen Fei continued in a cold voice, ”Three Hundred Low Grade Spirit Stones. That’s the price for your life. Otherwise, I’ll take your head right now. If you don’t believe me, feel free to try.”

The crowd gasped. Upon hearing his words, everyone’s pupils shrank, their faces frozen in disbelief. This... this was simply too audacious, completely lawless! An unknown, insignificant nobody was daring to threaten Zhuang Yuanwu—a powerful disciple of Green Snake Cave and a Peak Powerhouse of Qi Refining Seventh Layer—right in front of everyone. How was this any different from openly challenging the entire Green Snake Cave?!

”Y-you, what did you say!? Are you... are you looking to die...?” Zhuang Yuanwu’s face turned ashen with fury, and he began to curse. His tone started out absolutely domineering, but by the end, his voice trailed off, becoming quieter than the buzz of a fly, practically inaudible even to himself.

”Hmph!” Just then, Li Chongtian let out a heavy snort that echoed like a clap of thunder. He looked at Chen Fei with utter mockery and coldness. ”Three Hundred Low Grade Spirit Stones to buy Zhuang Yuanwu’s life? Aren’t you getting ahead of yourself? Do you really think you’re some...”

”Old fool, shut your mouth!” This time, Chen Fei had no patience to listen further. He cut off Li Chongtian’s mockery, his eyes flaring with intense killing intent as he stared him down. ”Old fool, you keep provoking me, again and again. Do you really think I don’t dare to kill you?!”

The moment he finished speaking—WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!—Thirty-Six Paths of Sanyang True Fire Sword Qi shot out from his body. They pointed directly at Li Chongtian, pulsing with a grim light and surging with killing intent.