Supreme Divine Physician in the City

Chapter 1704: News of the Source Stone

The Martial Arts world is too powerful.Zhao Xunjian, terrifying!

The terrifying power of the Martial Arts world, ruled by Zhao Xunjian for decades, needs no further elaboration!

However, Ye Xuan wasn’t concerned: "You’re overthinking it, I’ll be fine."

Feeling Ye Xuan’s confidence, Liu Ying slightly frowned: "Are you confident in defeating Zhao Xunjian?"

Ye Xuan neither confirmed nor denied: "At least, it’s not that easy for him to kill me."

Liu Ying pondered for a moment: "What about the Holy Mansion? Last time they almost got you killed, they and Zhao Xunjian are in cahoots — before the Martial Arts Convention, they won’t be quiet!"

"They can’t make any more waves."

Ye Xuan squinted, suddenly smiled: "Within a week, there will be no more Holy Mansion in this world!"

"Within a week?"

Liu Ying was perplexed: "Didn’t you say before that the Holy Mansion is mysterious and hard to find, even Ye Lang couldn’t locate their headquarters? If you can’t find them, how can you make them disappear from this world within a week?"

Liu Ying had never doubted Ye Xuan’s strength, but she never blindly believed either, especially after Ye Xuan almost lost his life in the Northern Federation. She even developed a fear of this Holy Mansion.

If she had to compare, now in Liu Ying’s heart, the threat of the Holy Mansion to Ye Xuan was even greater than the Martial Arts world because an open attack is easier to avoid than a hidden strike!

At least so far, no martial arts master had posed a real danger to Ye Xuan.

She was truly afraid that history might repeat itself...

So hearing Ye Xuan’s confident words, Liu Ying became invigorated. If the Holy Mansion would indeed disappear within a week, her worries would certainly diminish greatly.

Ye Xuan naturally sensed Liu Ying’s thoughts and smiled: "Finding their headquarters is indeed not simple; if we keep searching, we might never find it. However..."

Ye Xuan grinned: "I know what they want, and that’s enough."

"You know what they want?" Liu Ying raised her delicate eyebrows with a face full of clouds: "Bad guy, can’t you speak clearly? Why beat around the bush with me?"

"There’s really nothing much to say, more talk is useless, just watch," Ye Xuan smiled, suddenly squinting his eyes again: "In any case, don’t worry too much. As for now... you traded your time for tomorrow, so we must cherish it!"

In the room, a storm brewed once again.

...

The Martial Arts world, Zhao Family!

In the spacious and luxurious courtyard, the figure of a bare-chested middle-aged man stood in a horse stance in the small pond in front of the rockery, with fists clenched tightly, the muscles on his arms bulging, like a menacing muscular demon.

The noonday sun shone on his bronzed skin, gleaming as if every inch of his skin was filled with power.

This person was Zhao Xunjian!

Beside the pond stood a young man, handsome in appearance, holding a sharp longsword with a stern face.

Zhao Zongsheng!

The atmosphere was silent for a long time, save for the sound of flowing water!

The longsword-wielding Zhao Zongsheng finally spoke gravely: "Father, are you sure?"

"Naturally certain!" Zhao Xunjian said, his face resolute: "Come, use your full strength, use your sword to kill me!"

Zhao Zongsheng hesitated: "But father..."

Before he could finish, Zhao Xunjian impatiently furrowed his brows: "Do it!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Zongsheng gritted his teeth, nodded, and without further ado, urgently calmed himself, channeling all the power within his body, gathering it into his sword-bearing hands.

In an instant, the Killing Aura surged!

"Kill!"

Zhao Zongsheng’s eyes reddened, with a loud shout, his figure leapt like a fierce tiger, directly crossing space, pouncing straight at Zhao Xunjian in the pond.

Zhao Xunjian remained unmoved, like a mighty mountain in the pond, neither dodging nor blocking!

In an instant, Zhao Zongsheng reached Zhao Xunjian’s front.

He clenched his teeth, his longsword dancing, ultimately, with all his might delivering a fatal stroke towards Zhao Xunjian’s head.

At this moment, Zhao Zongsheng held his breath.

He could hardly believe that one day he would unleash his full force against his father, harboring a killer’s resolve!

Zhao Zongsheng fearfully closed his eyes, not daring to face what a bloodcurdling scene it would be if this stroke cleaved open Zhao Xunjian’s head.

The sharp blade met Zhao Xunjian’s forehead in an intense collision.

At this moment, heaven and earth changed colors!

Clang!

A heavy sound of metal clashing resounded.

Zhao Xunjian, with furrowed brows, remained standing in the pond without a trace of change under the blade’s strike.

But the sword!

Buzz!

The sword suddenly emitted a slight buzzing sound, then began to tremble violently.

Feeling the movement in his hand, Zhao Zongsheng opened his eyes in shock, his pupils instantly contracted.

He saw, in the brief stalemate between the sword and the head, the long sword in his hand, known for cutting a hair with ease, developed ferocious cracks visible to the naked eye!

The cracks spread wildly.

Finally!

Crash!

The five-foot-long sword shattered entirely, turning into dozens of blade fragments, scattering into the void, finally falling into the pond.

Simultaneously, an unimaginable backlash surged towards Zhao Zongsheng like a tide!

"Ah!"

Zhao Zongsheng couldn’t defend in time, directly blown back by the force, bleeding in the air, he let out a miserable cry.

Upon landing, Zhao Zongsheng was in great pain, yet ecstatic.

"It worked, father, it worked!" Zhao Zongsheng shouted tearfully: "You finally became a Qi Gong Master, the first Qi Gong Master in a century of the Martial Arts world!"

Standing in the pond, Zhao Xunjian felt the surging power within and couldn’t help but show an ecstatic expression.

He looked at his familiar yet strange body, his voice low and excited: "Bulletproof, who can compete with me! So this is the power of Qigong, who in the Martial Arts world is qualified to compete against me?"

Zhao Xunjian wanted to laugh wildly, to fully vent his inner joy at this moment.

But in the end, he controlled himself.

He thought he should remain calm, breaking through to become a Qi Gong Master was destined long ago, he, Zhao Xunjian, is a prodigy, how could he lose composure over such a little success?

His goal should be higher!

"Phew——"

He exhaled deeply, quickly calming down. His figure flickered, appearing beside Zhao Zongsheng, concerned: "Are you hurt?"

"Just a minor injury." Zhao Zongsheng endured the pain: "To prove the power of Qigong for you, father, it’s worth dying!"

"Nonsense." Zhao Xunjian gave him a stern look, sighed: "This power is too strong, I didn’t expect it the first time mastering it, go and check yourself out thoroughly, don’t leave any hidden injuries."

"No rush." Zhao Zongsheng grinned: "I have something to report to father!"

Zhao Xunjian: "Oh? What is it?"

"The matter of the Source Stones!" Zhao Zongsheng said.

Zhao Xunjian’s pupils contracted: "Source Stones?"