Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Chapter 290 Miasma in the Central Region

In Xuanyuan Nation, Heaven Forged Mountain and Valley of the Medicine God were recognized by the world as the two holy lands of the time, precisely because their existence differed greatly from that of the various branch sects.

Whether it was Heaven Forged Mountain or Valley of the Medicine God, both had a round tower established within. These towers represented power and prestige. The artifact smiths of Heaven Forged Mountain were divided into nine levels, and similarly, so were the physicians of Valley of the Medicine God.

Take, for example, the Divine Doctor Sect's tower that Ye Feng belonged to. Starting from the second floor, each level corresponded to a physician of a particular rank. Physicians wishing to ascend higher had to pass multiple assessments administered by the higher-level physicians before they could be considered successful in advancing.

The higher the level of the physician, the more power and prestige they undoubtedly held. This was the greatest distinction between the two holy lands and the branch sects.

Speaking on the basis of genuine skill!

The tenth floor housed the peak physicians of the current age. Throughout the generations, only a handful of individuals had left their biographies in the tenth-layer tower of the Valley of the Medicine God. As for the round tower of the Divine Doctor Sect, Ye Feng knew without verification that there was still only one person there.

Of course, beyond the eleventh layer of the tower, after the ninth level physicians, there were even higher ranks. However, such beings no longer used ordinary numbers for their classification but instead were given titles, namely those truly revered as Divine Doctors.

In the history of Xuanyuan Nation, the title of Divine Doctor was probably only deservedly held by the legendary founder of the medical path, Bian Que.

The first floor, frankly speaking, was just a general living room, where people came to seek medical treatment, to participate in upper-level assessments, and even to visit and study as disciples.

"So many people today?"

At a glance, the hall was bustling with people, prompting Ye Feng to feel somewhat puzzled.

In this society today, the number of people who honor their own hearts by following the traditional medical path is, candidly speaking, fewer than those who practice martial arts. This is also why the Divine Doctor Sect has so far been unable to compare to the Martial Alliance.

The underlying implication—that the Divine Doctor Sect has this many people every day?

"My lord, this is all because the sect leader wanted to hold a grand marriage proposal event," someone said.

"Moreover, this morning a group of patients was brought in. The hospital said they were overwhelmed and didn't dare to operate recklessly without seeing a clear path, hoping our Divine Doctor Sect would come up with a solution."

Yang Buhui's face clearly showed he had more to say.

What he really wanted to ask was whether Ye Feng, who neither came earlier nor later, returned precisely at this time for the marriage proposal?

Medical Marriage Proposal Event!

Ye Feng immediately thought of what Yu Feiyu had told him. However, he ignored the trace of peculiarity in Old Goat's eyes and asked directly:

"Where is the patient you treated?"

Clearly, Ye Feng wanted to get to the bottom of this.

No matter whether the Divine Doctor Sect had anything to do with him or not, Ye Feng absolutely would not tolerate the existence of those in the Divine Doctor Sect who treated other people's lives as a joke. The same motto remained:

Every second counts in treating and saving patients. There must be no hint of negligence.

"Please follow me, my lord."

Yang Buhui couldn't help but secretly sigh that he had run into bad luck when he left his house today. If it weren't for this matter, he could have gotten out of it.

Today was surely doomed!

On the way, Ye Feng and his entourage attracted many sidelong glances.

This was because those people realized that Steward Yang, whom they had always regarded with high esteem, appeared to be more like someone leading the way for a person of great importance, displaying humble manners.

Where did this young upstart come from?

Many people felt indignation and looked down on Ye Feng, none of them believing that it was Ye Feng's superior medical skills that had impressed Steward Yang, but rather he was just a second-generation rich kid here to show off his family's name.

Such people shouldn't be allowed in at all!

Angry as everyone was, no one dared to block their way. Anyone who had been here before knew all about Steward Yang's little defects; he was sharp and petty.

Soon, Yang Buhui led Ye Feng and the others into a spacious ward.

Inside the room, it was noisy, and Hong Qingyan frowned because the ward was filled with an extremely unpleasant stench.

Looking around, a group of elderly traditional Chinese doctors stood inside, engaged in endless quarreling, and in the ward, there were also quite a few patients with purple complexions—the stench was emanating from them.

"It's Steward Yang, Steward Yang has come back."

The group quickly noticed the returning Yang Buhui and greeted him. Among them was Zhong Chulan, who had encountered Ye Feng and his companions before.

How did he get in here?

The physicians didn't notice Ye Feng, but how could Zhong Chulan, who wanted to "make acquaintance" with him, be unfamiliar? His intuition told him that this young man might be not so simple!

Sure enough, wherever he went, Ye Feng found there was no shortage of opportunists. He didn't bother with these old doctors and strode up to the nearest patient.

It was a middle-aged woman in her forties, plump and pretty with delicate features, dressed in a light yellow plain dress, with a sword scabbard distinctly hung at her waist, though her longsword was now absent.

A martial artist!

Ye Feng quickly examined the woman's pulse and breath, and even lifted her eyelids, only to find that her eyes had also turned purple.

"Qingyan, undo her dress."

With chaotic pulses and almost no breath, Ye Feng didn't bother with further talk and got straight to work.

However, just in this short period, a group of physicians crowded around, and someone immediately said with displeasure:

"Stop that, who are you?"

"Even though she's unconscious, she's not someone you can take liberties with."

As one spoke up, several others joined in agreement.

Who was this young upstart who had appeared from nowhere?

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Was he even a physician? They didn't know, but he had the audacity to take off a woman patient's clothes in front of them?

"Is it him?"

Someone whispered into Yang Buhui's ear.

This man's name was Shentu Mo, who, like Old Goat, was one of the Ten Great Stewards of the Imperial Divine Medical Sect. He had a rough idea of who the newcomer was, but was not certain.

"It's the lord!"

Yang Buhui whispered back.

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"Shut up!"

"Qingyan, do what you must. Anyone who dares to speak out of turn again, Zhan Tian will have you thrown out."

Sima Zhantian immediately stepped forward, and the aura of the Martial King explosively erupted, causing the gathering of doctors to retreat in succession.

"Where did this brash youngster come from? How preposterous is it for him to behave so wildly in such a place? Does he really think the Divine Doctor Sect belongs to his family?"

"Not to mention you, even if the old sect leader himself were here, he wouldn't dare speak to us like this."

The Divine Doctor Sect is naturally where doctors have the right to speak.

One of the older doctors instantly bristled with anger. Do they think that just because someone is aged, they no longer have any temper?

To dare cause trouble at the Divine Doctor Sect!

However, before anyone else could verbally lambaste him, Sima Zhantian had already picked up the doctor who had just spoken and tossed him out.

It was just that direct—unafraid of any further comments.

"Everyone watch. Do not interrupt."

Shentu Mo and Yang Buhui suddenly spoke up.

The two Great Stewards openly sided with Ye Feng, and if these old traditional doctors couldn't grasp the situation at this point, then they really had been living in vain. Everyone wisely chose to keep silent.

The Vital Energy sea within the Dantian was purple!

Ye Feng only needed to lift a corner of the girl's clothing and then covered it back up. There was no need to look further.

In the Martial Dao, people often refer to the belly button as the sea of energy, and the human Dantian is located right in the lower abdomen, connecting to the navel. Therefore, Ye Feng only needed to take one look.

The patient's whole body was purple, even the Vital Energy within the body had been corrupted to a purple hue.

"My Lord, did you notice anything?"

Shentu Mo spoke up and asked.

If anyone among the Ten Great Stewards knew Ye Feng best, it would undoubtedly be him because he is the unnamed disciple of the Divine Doctor Sect's sect leader.

"Miasma!"

"Where are Old Man Yu and those other three elders?"

With so many complicated patients having arrived, how could those in management not show up to handle it?

Ah!

Shentu Mo and Yang Buhui exchanged glances. Only a person of status could dare to address the sect leader so boldly, probably only him. Having reached their position, they were well aware that the so-called sect leader of the Divine Doctor Sect was actually the Valley Master of the Valley of the Medicine God.

His background was astonishing!

"The sect leader and the three elders, along with four other stewards, left early with people from the General's Mansion. These patients were sent later, and from what the Imperial Guards said, these patients are the lucky ones who managed to escape from the outer layer."

In other words, there are even more who are ill.

"Where were they found?"

Ye Feng couldn't help but frown.

The kind of miasma that could corrode even the Vital Energy of a Martial Artist was exceedingly rare in this world, and whichever type it was, it was extremely troublesome to deal with.

Because in essence, the Vital Energy inside a Martial Artist still belongs to the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth; there are very few things in the world that can contaminate Spiritual Energy, which is not the same as air.

"In the vicinity of Fallen Dragon Valley in the Central Region."

Central Region is at the intersection of the Four Realms of the Xuanyuan Nation, and there is an area known as the Central Region. It was once referred to as the Country of the Heavenly Mansion, but it has been prone to calamities.

This isn't good!

Another incident in the Central Region. Ye Feng inwardly sighed; every incident in the Central Region was a major disaster. Moreover, no one could really claim authority over this area of the Four Realms.

For years, it has been the Imperial City that has been sending people to govern the Central Region.

"Are you two in charge here?"

Ye Feng asked once more.

"No!"

Shentu Mo answered knowingly.

"Who is, then?"

"Tell him to come and see me immediately."

His tone was increasingly arrogant!

A group of old doctors deeply furrowed their brows; however, since the two stewards had said nothing, what was their hurry?

"It's me!"

A familiar voice arose from behind Ye Feng.

"Look, you said you weren't here looking for Feiyu. Little Martial Uncle is really disappointing, not even daring to seek someone out openly like Great Zhan."

Upon Feiyu's arrival, Long Nannan immediately started muttering, her voice barely above a whisper.

It's so quiet!

"Get me ten boxes of Fine Silver Needles crafted from Ice Crystal Stones, and also find me ten doctors at the Grandmaster level who are skilled in Minute Needle Acupoint Control and are proficient in the Qi Propulsion Technique, half male and half female."

Saving people was urgent, and Ye Feng couldn't be bothered with what these people thought. If it came to it, he would just endure a few more days of sleeping in the study.

After all, practicing martial arts wasn't bad either!

"Alright, Master!"

Feiyu immediately agreed.

The requirements were many, but with so many doctors arriving from various places, finding ten people wasn't an impossible task.

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