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

Chapter 296 Strong Alliance

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Frankly, Zhang Wenyuan was just surreptitiously praising himself.

Fighting him was definitely out of the question. Being the direct disciple of the Grand Sect Leader Zhao Gongming, if someone could beat this youngster up, the expression on Old Man Shi Yehong’s face would surely be priceless. However, how powerful Zhang Wenyuan actually was, Ye Feng found difficult to gauge.

From what he said, does it mean ’the tougher the opponent, the tougher he becomes’?

Of course, there would always be a limit to this. Ye Feng simply blocked out his senses and let Zhang Wenyuan chatter endlessly behind him. They say a disciple’s temperament reflects the master’s, but this direct disciple of Zhao Gongming...

How come his character completely changed?

In the Central Region, the area isn’t actually vast. It’s roughly the size of a mid-level provincial region within the Xuanyuan Nation, which is why most people in the country focus only on the Four Realms.

The Central Region, not too large or small, is only remembered for the unending disasters that befall it through the years—frequent earthquakes and the occasional rare blizzards.

Some say the Central Region is a cursed land. Despite its fertile soil and abundant resources, the territory, known as the Country of the Heavenly Mansion for its beauty, has always been unwelcoming to habitation.

Now, it looks indeed as if a curse has been cast upon it.

Looking up, the sky was overcast; everything around was dying. No one’s mood could brighten in such a scene. Ye Feng’s pace quickened, and in less than ten minutes, he arrived at his destination.

The Divine Doctor Sect, or rather, the location of the delegates from the Valley of the Medicine God.

Worth mentioning is that even though they were at the outer edge, the arrivals from the Divine Doctor Sect were still within the Imperial Capital Camp boundaries. Further beyond stood two more camps, and upon looking over, one could see a camp filled with women in plain clothes moving around, while the other was full of men in black.

Before Ye Feng could approach, someone came out to welcome him.

"Young friend, you truly are swift!"

A large group of people, none of whom were young. Ye Feng recognized a few of them, while the others were unfamiliar.

The one who spoke was a plump old man in the center, his face a picture of beaming health and his cheeks round, though his eyes seemed small. He was smiling mirthfully.

Yu Xianhe!

The Sect Leader of the Imperial Divine Medical Sect, the Valley Master of the Sacred Land Medicine God Valley, the Medicine King of his generation, and a Ninth Level Great Doctor, also the biological father of Yu Feiyu.

It is said,

"Heaven’s Xianhe, earth’s divine medicine, grow and thrive, heal the dead and support the injured." Continue your adventure at NovelBin.Côm

Don’t be fooled by Old Man Yu’s sly and rat-like appearance; he is indeed a genuine good person. The number of patients the Medicine King has cured over the years likely exceeds the entire population of the Divine Doctor Sect.

"I dare not dawdle."

Ye Feng responded with a smile.

His gaze then shifted to the elderly man with the heavy sword beside Yu Xianhe, and he couldn’t help but focus.

Unexpectedly, even Dugu Baitian had arrived!

The latter seemed to feel Ye Feng’s gaze as well. His eyes, sharp as swords, squinted slightly.

"Long story short, follow me."

This tone clearly did not regard Ye Feng as an outsider.

Dao techniques are not determined by seniority but by proficiency. The appearance of Ye Feng, who was personally welcomed by a unique figure like the Medicine King, caught the attention of many, including those from the two camps outside.

"Very well!"

Ye Feng immediately replied.

Being the Medicine King, one could see the powerful experts following him. Ye Feng counted silently—there were eight of Martial King Level, and even four at the Divine Path Realm.

Look at that!

People who could dismiss Grandmasters were out of Ye Feng’s league. With an edge of jealousy, he thought, "Why do I have such a hard time when we’re contemporaries in medical skills?" Of course, he knew the reason himself.

"Have you seen Feiyu?"

The young and the old were soon alone, having left the group behind for a private conversation.

"Of course. Old Man Yu, with the entirety of Medicine God Valley at your disposal, is it so hard to lend something good to help your own daughter?"

What Ye Feng meant was that Yu Feiyu’s cultivation level was too low.

Grandmaster!

No matter the Grandmaster, they were still just that. In this age where Martial Kings were on the rise, Grandmasters no longer had the clout they once did, and any slight carelessness could cost their lives.

"A joke, would I be that person?"

"The Medicine God Valley is the dowry I am holding for a future son-in-law; it’s not to be touched. Besides, what does a girl need such high cultivation for? Is she planning to keep it to fight her husband?"

The Medicine King looked at Ye Feng with a teasing expression.

At that, Ye Feng almost spit out the tea he had just brought to his lips. It seemed that Old Man Yu had changed too. He never could have said something like that before.

Ye Feng quietly averted his gaze.

"About the incident half a year ago, I found out too late."

"Have you ever thought of leaving everything behind to come to the Valley of the Medicine God? As long as you’re willing, the position of Valley Master is yours. There, no one would dare touch a hair on your head."

Still with a calm and unbothered demeanor, the Medicine King continued to look at Ye Feng, shortly after heaving a heavy sigh.

Sometimes, even Yu Xianhe couldn’t understand himself. He had extended an olive branch to Ye Feng early on, and as the Medicine King of his time, his words carried weight in the Xuanyuan Nation. However, Ye Feng outrightly refused without even considering it.

"There’s no need to take your job."

Ye Feng nodded, confident in the words of Old Man Yu.

Having gone through the experience with Mu Tian, if there were still someone in this world whom Ye Feng could trust without reserve, it would likely be this Medicine King before him.

There are some people, once you get to know them, you deal with them as opened-heartedly as you would a friend.

"What are you talking about? Just like you once said, amongst all things under heaven, the capable ones should rise to the occasion. Medicine God Valley has languished in my hands for many years; your arrival could surely propel it forward. If anything, I couldn’t be more pleased."

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"Moreover, I’m old too!"

The Medicine King spoke with a heavy heart as he patted Ye Feng’s shoulder.

His tone had changed!

It seemed that the incident half a year ago did indeed deal him a great blow, as previously, Ye Feng would only respond with an unexpected retort, "Go on with your daydreams."

This was promising. Once Ye Feng retired, the Medicine King would surely try to pull him into the Valley of the Medicine God.

"Look here, Old Man Yu, you can jump around lively even if a turtle dies, so there’s no point in pretending in front of me," Ye Feng said as he sat down with a laugh and a curse.

Seeing that Yu Feiyu was not even forty years old, you, a Divine Path Realm powerhouse, are saying you’re old now, isn’t that irritating?

"You brat, you think I would treat you poorly if you came to the Divine Doctor Sect?"

The Medicine King raised an eyebrow and said with an old-fashioned air.

"Let’s not talk about that, the time has not yet come."

Ye Feng fell silent for a moment, putting an end to that topic.

He had considered retirement, but it was not because of the Medicine King, nor was it to covet anything from the Valley of the Medicine God, but for a woman.

The woman he loved!

"Enough idle talk, let’s discuss the important matter."

"I’m aware of the situation over in the imperial capital. I’ve invited you here to see if we can work together to find a feasible solution," the Medicine King said, also taking a seat with a serious expression.

"What do you mean by a ’feasible solution’?" asked Ye Feng, puzzled.

"Ancient Needle Technique is powerful, but it’s only a temporary fix, not a cure. Do you know how many people have been infected in the Central Region this time? Just in Dongchuan, where we are, there are at least millions infected, not to mention that the infection is still spreading."

The Medicine King did not continue.

He had seen many diseases and epidemics, but this kind of vicious and troublesome Ghost Qi was something he had never encountered before.

It was a bit like being tied up with no recourse; if it was a disease, at least it would be just a disease!

"Why let it spread further?" Ye Feng’s face turned furious.

He had already emphasized the enormity of the threat posed by Ghost Qi, but now someone was still telling him that it was spreading?

"Because it’s uncontrollable. To use modern language, it’s undoubtedly a kind of unknown virus. Air, the migration of all living beings with blood and flesh, can spread it, and how it appeared in the first place remains a mystery."

"The approach taken by the imperial capital was merely to relocate the people on the periphery," the Medicine King explained helplessly.

"Any discoveries?"

Ye Feng took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Sunlight. Ghost Qi is not only afraid of sunlight over there but it also dares not spread in places where there is sunlight during the day. However, the thing seems to be cunning. Did you see the layer of grey mist in the sky when you came? That’s its way of coping with the sunlight."

"I’ve tried a combination of various medications. The results were minimal, only slowing the infection rate inside the patients." In plain terms, the Medicine King didn’t have a good solution.

If there was a way, why would he need your help?

"So what you’re saying is, currently, no one has a way to deal with it, and we can only let it continue to wreak havoc?"

Ye Feng couldn’t help but feel sad.

How could Xuanyuan Nation, so vast and strong, be rendered helpless by the Ghost Qi that Long Nannan described as trivial?

The power of a Different World, is it truly that terrifying?

"Currently, there are two possible paths."

"One, you and I join forces to continue experimenting with various drug combinations. There must be something that can cure Ghost Qi; we just haven’t concocted it yet. Two, find living creatures that are still alive despite being eroded by Ghost Qi. As the saying goes, where there is extreme death, life must follow. Just as underworld flowers can grow where the dead reside, the same can happen here."

The Medicine King stated decisively.

"There’s no use. Infected individuals only have seven days for treatment, and I don’t know how many days some people are in by now. Like you said, it’s a short-term remedy, not a cure. Ancient Needle Technique won’t save many. With so many people infected, by the time we successfully concoct an antidote, how many will be left to save?" Ye Feng couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

A sudden catastrophe always lacks time, alas, Ghost Qi is too ferocious, and although the time given is not short, there are too many people to treat.

"We can’t just stand by and watch as people die."

The Medicine King said heavily.

This time, he had brought not only the elite of the Imperial Divine Medical Sect headquarters but also called in several Ninth Level Great Doctors from the Valley of the Medicine God. Everyone was working hard, yet no one was successful.

"Of course, we can’t just stand by and watch as people die."

"Go ahead with my suggestion, you continue to lead the effort in concocting medicines, and I’ll look for that thing. Compared to those who search blindly, we have a clearer idea of what works."

The tea had been drunk, and Ye Feng stood up immediately.

Actually, before coming here, Long Nannan had already provided the answer. Ghost Qi isn’t to be feared; once entering the Divine Path Realm, one can ignore it.

Such a culling, for this world, is too cruel.