Medical Sage

”Naturally.” True Lord Heicang said in a muffled voice, somewhat helpless.

”Commander Ji, everyone, I’m sorry for the trouble. Please head back first.” Chen Fei smiled and gestured, summoning the Scarlet Sky Army back into the military talisman. The talisman hovered mid-air, spinning once before landing in Chen Fei’s palm, where he collected it.

”In that case, I’ll take my leave.” Chen Fei cupped his hands in a salute to True Lord Heicang and True Lord Soul-Pupil, casting a glance at Muf Junhe with a slight smile, then without further delay, turned and left.

Although it was Muf Junhe who brought him here, right now, indeed, it was not suitable to leave together.

Following Chen Fei’s departure and the disappearance of the Scarlet Sky Army, the oppressive war-like presence that enveloped the expanse dissipated.

The corner of True Lord Heicang’s eye twitched as his complexion darkened once again, his face a steely shade, muttering, ”Using a Minor Heavenly True Monarch Realm army as escorts, what scale... Muf Junhe, where on earth did you find this little monster?”

Muf Junhe was taken aback, and then with a bitter expression, he said, full of complexity, ”I- I don’t know either.”

To his knowledge, this Chen Fei was just a rare talent from a small place like Ghost Wolf City, but now, what was that terrifying army just now? He truly had no idea!

”Report!” Suddenly, a voice came from afar.

In the next moment, a middle-aged man clad in a black robe hurried over at high speed.

”What is it?” True Lord Soul-Pupil looked at the man with a slight frown.

”Lords, something major just happened. Please take a look!” The black-robed middle-aged man offered up a painting scroll and a piece of yellow paper.

True Lord Soul-Pupil waved his hand, took the yellow paper to examine it, and then his eyes suddenly narrowed, ”What, someone is challenging Lan Wuyong on the Blood Killing Platform?”

”What?” True Lord Heicang’s expression changed. He took the yellow paper to look at it, then his eyes filled with suspicion, ”When did this happen? Who is the person!?”

Though in terms of combat power, figures like Lan Wuyong are somewhat beneath them, but in terms of identity, background, potential, and talent, Lan Wuyong, as one of the ’top ten young experts’ of this generation in Earth Martial City, is someone they would regard highly.

Not for anything else, but because for generations, the ’top ten young experts’ in Earth Martial City have always had a high likelihood of reaching the True Monarch Realm. Moreover, due to their talents and backgrounds, once they step into this threshold, their combat power is often much greater than ordinary Minor Heavenly True Monarchs.

Unluckily, although both of them are genuine Minor Heavenly True Monarchs, their talent and potential are relatively average, ranked among the ’ordinary.’

”To True Lord Heicang, this happened not even three hours ago. This is the person’s portrait, and it’s already causing a stir outside, spreading everywhere.” The black-robed man reported, handing the scroll to True Lord Heicang.

The latter immediately unfolded it, then his eyes focused, staring intently at the person in the portrait, his hands trembled, causing the scroll to fall to the ground.

”Heicang, you... isn’t this?” True Lord Soul-Pupil noticed the trembling and asked with furrowed brows, eyes showing surprise. But when his gaze fell on the opened scroll on the ground, the words in his mouth stuck, following with a suspicious murmur.

Because the person on the scroll was none other than their recently ’released’ familiar face... Chen Fei!

”So it’s him?” True Lord Heicang, realizing it was Chen Fei who dared to challenge Lan Wuyong on the Blood Killing Platform, the initial surprise and suspicion dissipated, replaced by a strangely ’normal’ expression.

Yes, normal! After all, that person could hold his own for a few rounds in my hand, Lan Wuyong? He might not even reach that level, or perhaps even less.

”Heicang, you just fought him; who do you think would win, him or Lan Wuyong?” True Lord Soul-Pupil suddenly asked.

”Who would win?” True Lord Heicang pondered, remained silent for a moment, and said, ”Do you think this kid might hold his own against Yug Zhan in a fight, would you believe it?”

”Yug Zhan? Thunder Formation Guest Yu Zhan?” True Lord Soul-Pupil’s face changed. Yug Zhan was a top-three figure among the young generation in Earth Martial City, and an exceptionally rare Thunder Formation Master, incredibly formidable... He knew True Lord Heicang had once fought him, but... but...

”Yes, it’s him...” True Lord Heicang’s eyes flickered softly, ”Lan Wuyong is impressive, but at most, he is at Half-Step Yuann level, his realm too low, only at the Fifth Heavenly Layer of True Person Realm. What he has going for him is his potential and talent. But Yug Zhan is different...”

”If I remember correctly, the last time I faced him, his cultivation level was already at the Peak of the Fifth Heavenly Layer of True Person Realm! And, he seems to be younger than Lan Wuyong as well.”

True Lord Soul-Pupil’s face changed several times, then softly sighed, ”Yug Zhan indeed is a little monster. The first and second of the young generation rank are already at Half-Step Yuann, and in actuality, they aren’t that young and might soon exceed the limits, so to speak, Yug Zhan truly deserves the first place... Do you truly feel that kid might contend with Yug Zhan in a fight?”

”Hmm.” True Lord Heicang’s expression was serious, yet he nodded his head. Although he only exchanged one move with Chen Fei, he had enough insight. He didn’t exert his full strength, and neither did Chen Fei! He was very certain of this.

”Does this mean something big is about to happen?” True Lord Soul-Pupil’s eyes twitched, and he smiled bitterly.

What sort of place is the Blood Killing Platform? Once you go up there, you can’t come down without someone dying, but Lan Wuyong doesn’t have the strength of Yug Zhan... If Lan Wuyong dies on the Blood Killing Platform, it’s inevitable that the Lan Family would go crazy.

They knew many years ago that the Lan Family had been nurturing Lan Wuyong to be the next Clan Leader. If the designated next Clan Leader is snatched and killed midway, it would be abnormal if any force didn’t go crazy.

”No matter how big the issue is, it has nothing to do with our Floating Immortal Pavilion.” At this moment, True Lord Heicang shrugged and suddenly sneered, ”But I do want to see how he plans to deal with the Lan Family. The Lan Family is not as easy to deal with as our Floating Immortal Pavilion... And there’s also blood vengeance.”

Though he let Chen Fei go, he still had a grudge buried deep in his heart that hadn’t been resolved. Once they’re on the Blood Killing Platform, either Chen Fei or Lan Wuyong must die. As for who will die... he almost had a clear answer in his mind.

At that time, when the designated next Clan Leader is killed, the Lan Family wouldn’t be crazy seeking revenge—it would be unusual! Then he just needed to watch from the sidelines, quietly enjoying the show, at least he could vent this grudge without any problem.

And if by chance, Chen Fei were to be killed, he would of course be happier.

...

The next day, at the Evergreen Tower.

This is a very large and bustling tavern located in the center area of the XC region of Earth Martial City. Although it is not as grand as the Flower Fairy Building, it is among the top in this west city.

Many cultivators in the west city feel that the Flower Fairy Building is too far in the central area and too expensive, so they consider the Evergreen Tower as the top choice for drinking and chatting.

At this time, on the top floor of the Evergreen Tower, in a top-notch VIP room with an extremely open view, Chen Fei sat inside with quite a few bottles of liquor in front of him, emitting an exotic fragrance that filled the air with a rich aroma of fine wine.

Creek~ someone pushed the door open and walked in; it was Sunx Haoran from the Golden Tiger Gang.

”Brother Fei, Brother Yi just sent me a message saying he’s almost here; please wait a bit.”

Upon entering, Sunx Haoran said with an extremely respectful attitude.

”Sit down and drink. So what’s the matter with that Lan Wuyong? Is the whole city aware?” Chen Fei casually sipped his wine and asked.

Upon hearing Chen Fei mention this, Sunx Haoran became visibly more excited and said, ”That’s right, the entire city is buzzing with talk about this. Lan Wuyong is one of the top ten figures in our circle, and ordinary people don’t even dare to offend him, let alone have the courage to do so. Yet, Brother Fei, you’re about to take him on at the Blood Killing Platform... Many are now guessing, Brother Fei, what kind of divine being are you?”

”What kind of divine being? They’ll know when the time comes...” Chen Fei’s lips curled as he finished his drink, releasing a spicy breath and smiled.

In fact, he has long ceased to regard Lan Wuyong seriously, and actually, it’s not necessary to go to the Blood Killing Platform... However, for one, Lan Wuyong initiated this, wanting his life, and secondly, he has his own objectives.

He needs to create momentum! Let everyone think he has an incredible backing.

Only by doing so can he acquire some leverage and confidence in the upcoming Heavenly Stem Dragon Bamboo contest. Otherwise, with his current power, trying to compete with a person at the Minor Heavenly Stature True Monarch Peak, especially when they’re a King Level Alchemist, would be too immature and too green.

A combination of Minor Heavenly Stature True Monarch Peak along with King Level Alchemist—saying he feels no pressure would be a lie! Within him, the string of tension has been tauter than anyone else’s.

After all, after searching for so long, he only found this one trace of the Heavenly Stem Dragon Bamboo. If he loses it, waiting for the next one is unimaginable—when would it come? He can’t afford to wait!

Thinking of this, Chen Fei asked some things he wanted to know to ensure nothing could go wrong. Soon after, the door creaked open again.

”Brother Chen.” A figure walked in; it was Long Yi. But surprisingly, he wasn’t alone? Behind him, another figure followed, with a sallow complexion, dark robe, shoulder-length black hair, and a burly build, walking in boldly.

”Brother Mang, you’ve come too.” Seeing this person, Sunx Haoran immediately stood up and greeted.

This newcomer was obviously someone he recognized—an influential figure with close ties in their circle, surname Luo, single name Mang, acknowledged as one of the top five young people, almost marginally stronger than Brother Yi Long Yi. Quite unexpectedly, he also came today...

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