Medic Martial Dragon King

Chapter 2730: Chapter 2733: Don’t Play Dumb

”Brother Jiang, here’s the thing. We want to form a team with you.”

Xiang Wuhui looked at Jiang Chen earnestly: ”On the Extraterritorial Battlefield, there are two ways to fight. One is to join a large contingent and fight as an army, the other is to form smaller, independent teams. If the situation becomes critical, then you can enter the army as recruited.”

”We plan to form a team after entering the battlefield and go through trials alone, but our team is purely combat-focused, lacking any supportive roles.”

”Of course, I’m not saying that Brother Jiang can’t fight. My point is...”

”Sure! That’s my thought exactly. Army combat—honestly speaking, I’d rather not be part of it.”

Before Xiang Wuhui could finish, Jiang Chen softly interrupted: ”Brother Xiang knows my past. Back then, for victory, sacrifices had to be endured—intentional sacrifices. That’s not something I want to feel again. Now, thanks to you all appreciating me, I can join as an Array Master and Pill Master in your team.”

”That’s fantastic! During fights in formations, popping elixirs while attacking those trapped—it’s going to be enjoyable, haha!”

Tang Jie laughed heartily.

No one asked about Jiang Chen’s past. Clearly, everyone present, except Feng Xuan’er, seemed to know a bit, and Feng Xuan’er wasn’t familiar enough with Jiang Chen to inquire.

Knock knock knock!

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

Jiang Chen and the others paused, turning toward the room’s entrance.

”Come in!”

Crack!

The door opened, and Pang Guang entered with four others.

”Senior Zhuo? What’s wrong with you?”

Jiang Chen’s expression changed instantly as he rushed to greet them.

Following Pang Guang were Zhuo Bufan, Feng Qingyang, Lei Ling’er, and Mu Wanqiu. Zhuo Bufan’s face was pale, with a faint dispersal of Primordial Spirit aura—he was evidently wounded.

Seeing Feng Xuan’er, Feng Qingyang paused, nodding towards her, and Feng Xuan’er returned the gesture.

”Brother Jiang, do you have any God Concealing Pills left? Zhuo Bufan has been hit badly in the Primordial Spirit!”

Lei Ling’er jumped beside Jiang Chen, speaking urgently.

”Here, sit down!”

Jiang Chen took hold of Zhuo Bufan, helping him to a seat.

”Brother Jiang, sorry to trouble you again!”

Zhuo Bufan forced a faint smile on his pale face.

”Don’t speak, Senior Zhuo.”

Jiang Chen gently advised, taking out a small porcelain bottle and releasing an elixir.

”A Double-pattern God Concealing Pill!?”

Mu Wanqiu glanced at the elixir in Jiang Chen’s hand, crying out: ”Jiang Chen, you...”

Mu Wanqiu wanted to say more, but Jiang Chen had already placed the elixir in Zhuo Bufan’s mouth.

”Senior Zhuo, prioritize healing.”

Jiang Chen softly advised, waving his hand to reveal over a hundred Spirit Stones and ten Dao Source Beads around Zhuo Bufan.

”Top-grade Spirit Stones! Dao Source Beads! This...”

Mu Wanqiu was momentarily stunned, a flash of discontent in her eyes.

In her perspective, it was wasteful!

”Junior Jiang, there’s no need for this.”

Zhuo Bufan hastily waved his hands.

”Senior Zhuo, the ultimate competition is almost here. If you’re still injured, it might affect you. Just focus on recovery; these mean little.”

Jiang Chen spoke softly: ”Back on the Abandoned Plains, although I gave you a Spirit Treasure Level Divine Weapon, you followed me decisively against a Semi-Saint. I’ve kept that in mind, so don’t be polite with me!”

Moved, Zhuo Bufan nodded gently, no longer hesitating, and closed his eyes to meditate.

”Ling’er, what’s happened?”

Jiang Chen rose and looked at Lei Ling’er, his eyes flashing coldly.

”Brother Jiang, it’s done by people from the Qingwang Residence. They...”

Lei Ling’er chirped hurriedly, explaining the situation.

The people from Changlin Academy had arrived a few days ago. Zhuo Bufan went to the Mu Mansion due to Mu Wanqiu’s invitation to help with the after-battle royal competition. This contest involved all royal residences and the Royal Family of Canglan City to decide positions within the army on the Extraterritorial Battlefield.

Upon learning of this, the Qingwang Residence provocatively visited the area where Changlin Academy stayed, pressuring Zhuo Bufan to a duel.

Zhuo Bufan, not one to be intimidated, agreed to fight after hearing his presence troubled academy peers. He fought at Hundred Arena Square but was wounded in his Primordial Spirit by a formidable opponent the Qingwang Residence had brought in. After recuperating at Mu Mansion, he heard Jiang Chen was at the auction house and came over.

”Couldn’t the Mu Mansion even provide a God Concealing Pill? Even if none in the residence, didn’t Canghai Trade Alliance have any?”

Jiang Chen lifted his head coldly, looking at Mu Wanqiu.

Mu Wanqiu’s face changed slightly, hesitating: ”Well, we do, but...”

”Brother Jiang, ignore her—those people of Mu Mansion are all fools. They said Zhuo Bufan wasn’t injured defending their name and refused to give him pills.”

Lei Ling’er glared at Mu Wanqiu.

Mu Wanqiu’s face flickered multiple shades but remained silent.

”They’re not wrong; Senior Zhuo’s injury wasn’t defending them. They aren’t obligated to treat him.”

Jiang Chen’s expression cooled as he spoke steadily.

Lei Ling’er paused, surprised, looking at Jiang Chen.

Cheng Huang’er and Pang Guang sneered at Mu Wanqiu. Understanding Jiang Chen, they knew Mu Mansion’s decision was, in theory, reasonable—God Concealing Pills are scarce, sought even by Unity Realm Stage experts, not easily given to Virtual Refinement Realm Peak cultivators.

They recruited Zhuo Bufan for the royal competition against peers from other mansions. Now, beaten by those hired by another mansion, his value was lost.

However, Cheng Huang’er and Pang Guang knew Mu Mansion missed a vital opportunity to build rapport with Jiang Chen, potentially earning his animosity.

”You may leave now!”

Jiang Chen looked coldly at Mu Wanqiu, speaking indifferently.

Mu Wanqiu hesitated, glancing at Zhuo Bufan, then whispered: ”I’ll wait for Zhuo Bufan.”

”Leave! If you wish to wait, do it outside—you’re not welcome here!”

Jiang Chen replied emotionlessly, gazing steadily at Mu Wanqiu.

”Jiang Chen, why are you doing this? Have I offended you somehow?”

Mu Wanqiu frowned: ”It’s not up to me in Mu Mansion. What can I do if my father refuses the pills?”

”Ha! As the direct daughter of Mu Mansion, you lack means?”

Jiang Chen sneered at Mu Wanqiu: ”Mu Wanqiu, do you think everyone is as oblivious to your acts as Senior Zhuo? Will you leave voluntarily, or shall Brother Pang summon someone to escort you?”

”You...”

Mu Wanqiu’s face fluctuated repeatedly; she looked at Zhuo Bufan, noted his closed eyes and silence, glared at Jiang Chen, then exited the room.