Medical and Martial God

”If I were you, the moment I saw me, I’d run as fast as I could, instead of standing here pretending to be cool and boasting.”

Ye Xiu looked at this arrogant old man, who was full of himself and extremely boastful, and chuckled.

”Oh, little guy, you’re quite bold, eh? Come, take one of my sword strikes. If you can survive under my blade, I’ll make an exception and grant you a quick death!”

The old man, chest out and head high, half-liddedly mocked Ye Xiu like he was looking down from above.

”I can’t stand you!”

Ye Xiu rushed over and kicked the old man down, pinning him to the ground for a thorough beating:

”Do you still dare to be pretentious?”

The old man was dumbfounded by the beating. He was an Eighth Realm War God, yet a little brat was pinning him to the ground, pummeling him like a thug?

Rage filled the old man’s heart, and he wanted to retaliate.

However, he found that the hand Ye Xiu used to pin him felt like a mountain—no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t break free and just had to take the beating.

”Ninth Realm? Are you... you’re Ninth Realm?” the old man exclaimed.

”Do you still dare to pretend?” Ye Xiu asked.

A strong person has the dignity of a strong person, especially a super strong person like an Eighth Realm War God. The old man’s pride would not allow him to say he wouldn’t dare pretend again.

But being pinned to the ground and beaten seems even more humiliating, doesn’t it?

Damn it, his dignity was being rubbed into the ground, who cares about pride anymore!

”I wouldn’t dare!” the old man said, enduring the humiliation.

”That’s more like it!”

Only then did Ye Xiu stop the beating and asked,

”Who are you?”

The old man got up, tidied his disheveled clothes, and said proudly,

”I have long forgotten my name; everyone just calls me the Sword God.”

Sword God?

One of the traitors of Sword Cottage, the Sword God?

”You just said you wouldn’t dare pretend, and now you’re pretending again!”

Ye Xiu drew the Battle Soul Blade and pierced the old man’s heart, destroying his Primordial Spirit.

Earlier he saw the old man was an Eighth Realm War God and considered recruiting him; after all, Eighth Realm individuals are truly rare these days.

Turns out he was a Sword Cottage traitor!

Such a person recruited and kept around would be a ticking time bomb.

Better to kill him sooner!

Sword God: ”...”

Am I the first in history to die from pretending?

Alas, shouldn’t have been pretentious!

The Sword God died with regret!

”Couldn’t stay in Sword Cottage as a boss? Had to be a dog for the Three Judicator Families?”

Ye Xiu kicked the Sword God’s corpse aside, preparing to enter the Library Pavilion.

Only to find the Library Pavilion protected by a Formation, without a way to activate it, he couldn’t get in.

Bang!

Ye Xiu kicked the Formation, shattering the Library Pavilion’s door and walked in.

If the people of the Three Judicator Families saw the Temple’s Formation set on the Library Pavilion being kicked open.

They would probably flee immediately, never daring to oppose Ye Xiu again.

Too bad!

They can’t see it!

”Whoa, so many good things?”

The Library Pavilion is basically a large library!

Ye Xiu flipped through it for a while and found that all the books in the Library Pavilion were top-tier Cultivation Techniques, Secret Manuals, Secret Moves, and insider information.

”I struck it rich, haha, struck it rich!”

Ye Xiu quickly called You Ming and asked for a Sea City map, marking the secret passage entrance from Sea City to Nameless Island according to memory on the map.

Then he broadcast the map to An Dongye, Mo Luo, Dizang, Ye Liuyun, Dong Fangbai, Tang Bo, instructing whoever had time to drive a truck to Nameless Island to haul treasures.

”This should be the foundation of the Temple and the Three Judicator Families, all for my benefit now!”

After flipping through the Library Pavilion for another half-hour, Ye Xiu finally left.

Before leaving, he set up a Formation to protect the Library Pavilion, preventing anyone from sneaking in to steal books.

”I wonder what’s in the Treasure Pavilion; better not disappoint me!”

Ye Xiu eagerly arrived at the Treasure Pavilion.

Like the Library Pavilion, the Treasure Pavilion also had a Guardian.

It was an old man practicing swordsmanship in the square in front of the Treasure Pavilion, dressed in ragged clothes, long hair flowing, looking like a vagrant.

”Who are you?”

The old man asked while practicing swordplay.

”You wouldn’t happen to be the Sword Demon, the Sword Cottage traitor, would you?” Ye Xiu asked.

”Don’t compare me to that sordid Sword Demon.”

The old man spoke dismissively of the Sword Demon, saying,

”I am the Sword Fanatic!”

Oh?

Ye Xiu’s eyes brightened!

Tu La mentioned the Sword Fanatic in his notebook.

This person is crazy about sword training, spending his life devoted to the sword, uninterested in anyone or anything else apart from swords.

He only joined the Three Judicator Families because the Library Pavilion had a wealth of swordsmanship secrets and hidden techniques.

”Sword Fanatic, on this Nameless Island, whose Sword Dao cultivation is the highest?”

Ye Xiu considered recruiting the Sword Fanatic.

”Of course it’s me!”

The Sword Fanatic continued practicing.

”That was before; now it’s not.” Ye Xiu said.

The Sword Fanatic was furious, stopped practicing, and asked, ”Who has stronger Sword Dao cultivation than me?”

”Me!” Ye Xiu said.

”You?”

The Sword Fanatic finally seriously assessed Ye Xiu and suddenly laughed, ”Kid, your boast is even better than that idiot Sword God. Hurry home and drink your milk; don’t try to provoke me.”

Oh man, looks like the Sword God really liked to pretend!

Ye Xiu flicked his fingers, sending a slash of Sword Qi.

The Sword Fanatic slashed the Sword Qi apart with his sword, his eyes suddenly lighting up, ”Amazing, amazing, at such a young age your Sword Dao cultivation is already so remarkable. Kid, your talent surpasses mine; would you be willing to take me as your master? I will teach you everything I have learned.”

As he spoke, he had already rushed up to Ye Xiu, looking at him like a precious treasure, his excitement like an old bachelor who found a wife.

”How about this, we have a match. If you can beat me, I’ll make you my master; if you lose to me, you become my servant, how about it?” Ye Xiu proposed.

”Alright, it’s a deal!”

The Sword Fanatic didn’t even think about it and readily agreed, then ran five meters away, ”Make your move... hey? You’re holding a blade, don’t you have a sword? Wait, I’ll go find you a sword.”

”No need!” Ye Xiu stopped him, ”I don’t need a sword.”

The Sword Fanatic stared at Ye Xiu for three seconds, ”A bit cocky, but a swordsman should be cocky. Kid, I must take you as my apprentice; hurry and make your move!”

”Alright!”

Ye Xiu waved his hand, and a leaf from the nearby tree shot towards the Sword Fanatic.

”Not bad, your style of attacking is more graceful and dashing than mine.”

The Sword Fanatic admired Ye Xiu even more, swinging his sword at the leaf, but the leaf suddenly dodged his sword, shooting straight at his forehead.

This startled the Sword Fanatic, who swiftly changed his move to engage in combat with the leaf.

The leaf, as if alive, engaged the Sword Fanatic fiercely.

This left the Sword Fanatic utterly astonished:

”Have you achieved the non-move realm of Plucking Flowers and Leaves?”

Ye Xiu did not answer.

But the Sword Fanatic suddenly found the leaf’s attack power had doubled, its strange ferocity making it almost too hard to handle.