Clang!

He Pudgy's golden gourd hammer fell from his hand as his corpse hit the ground.

Observing Shen Qiang, who watched him with a detached expression, the expert furrowed his brows and couldn't help but speak, "It really is surprising—though you only possess the power of the Foundation Establishment Stage, you killed He Pudgy, who was at the Golden Core Stage. However, even if you killed him, you're merely clinging to life."

"You have no chance of escaping from my hands. Moreover, the fluctuations in your aura suggest that when you were setting the bones for that woman, you exhausted a great amount of True Qi. Even if I gave you a chance to escape, you couldn't."

Shen Qiang's brow furrowed slightly as he looked at the expert who spoke so confidently, inexplicably feeling a tinge of anxiety.

Plan first, then act.

As He Pudgy said: those who have only martial strength without intellect cannot survive in the Cultivation World—a place where one might lose their life over a single disagreement.

Hence, before coming here, Shen Qiang had already notified Qian Shanxue.

However, she was currently executing a mission in a city two hundred kilometers away with Ali and Ye Xiaolei, saying she would notify the Dragon Group and send someone else.

But until now,

No one powerful had shown themselves.

In one's life, the strongest backing one really has is oneself.

Depending on others to be a savior will ultimately lead one to be at the mercy of others.

From his Storage Ring, he took out a snow-white Guiyuan Pill and ingested it.

The True Qi silently and rapidly recovered like water pouring into a bottle.

The expert was stunned for a moment, then looked at Shen Qiang with a mixture of surprise and amusement, "Oh, you used a recovery pill, did you? But even if you adjust yourself to the optimal state, what good will it do? My cultivation has already reached the Yin God Realm, let alone you being at the Foundation Establishment Stage."

"Even if your cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul Stage, you'd still be powerless to resist if I wanted to kill you."

Shen Qiang casually raised an eyebrow, "Then why don't you make your move?"

The expert laughed, "Shen Qiang, you are talented. The 'Flowers Opening Nine Branches' acupuncture technique can bring limitless wealth. Originally, I planned to let Pudgy disgrace you with his bone-setting technique to shake your confidence and let everyone in the medical families know that the 'Small Plum Blossom Needle Technique' cannot cure all diseases."

He sighed, continuing, "What is unexpected, however, is that your bone-setting technique was even better than He Pudgy's."

Shen Qiang furrowed his brows, "It seems we don't have any enmity between us."

The expert smiled, "True. There is no enmity between us now, but as modern medicine begins to spread, aside from the large medical families that have successfully transformed, ordinary medical families are finding life increasingly difficult."

"Take bone-setting, for instance. In the past, disciples of medical families had to train hard for over a decade, and only after their cultivation reached the Foundation Establishment Stage could they use True Qi to sense the condition of the injured area."

"But what about now?"

"CT, X-ray, MRI—these high-tech methods make understanding fractures as easy as drinking water."

Shen Qiang furrowed his brows, "I don't understand your point."

The expert looked at Shen Qiang seriously, "With the advancement of medical technology, ordinary medical families will sooner or later be eliminated. If you want to survive in this rapidly advancing era, medical families must evolve."

"You are excellent!" the expert said with glistening eyes, "The 'Flowers Opening Nine Branches' acupuncture technique can earn a lot of money and also serve as a hallmark."

"So, as long as you kneel and kowtow, take me as your master, and become the forty-first disciple of the Life-extending Hall, then today's matter will be forgotten."

Hearing this, Shen Qiang burst out laughing, "Life-extending Hall? You belong to the Life-extending Hall? I understand now. If I take you as my master and become a disciple of the Life-extending Hall now, the Zhong Family Medical Center will have to close, since the strongest Small Plum Blossom Needle Technique usage would belong to you. So, the Zhong Family Medical Center is garbage."

With shining eyes, the expert nodded, "Exactly. That's what's good about talking to a smart person. You get it immediately—no effort needed."

But just as he confidently nodded, the smile on Shen Qiang's face disappeared, "Life-extending Needle Technique is trash. You, who only dare to cause trouble from behind, are garbage in my eyes. You want me to take you as my master? Are you worthy?"

Upon hearing this, the expert's eyes immediately turned cold, "You are still not smart enough. Since I dare to tell you I come from the Life-extending Hall, it's as if a robber has unveiled his mask. You have only one choice: kneel and kowtow to take me as your master."

"Or you'll kill to silence me?" Shen Qiang raised his eyebrows.

The expert just laughed, "Correct. I'll give you five seconds to think. 5—"

Looking at the confident expert,

Shen Qiang's brow was tightly locked, but his heart was exceedingly calm.

Yin God Realm.

It refers to the realm where the Nascent Soul can roam spiritually at night.

The body remains still while the spirit travels a thousand miles — indeed, it is incredibly powerful.

If it were any other cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage facing a master of the Yin God Realm, they might, for the sake of survival, really choose to become his disciple.

But who is Shen Qiang?

A madman who doesn't bow even when meeting the Empress!

As a direct disciple of the Medical Saint from the Immortal Realm, even if faced with swords and axes, he would never kneel and beg for mercy out of fear!

The master calmly continued to exert pressure.

But just as he uttered the count "three", he suddenly sneezed.

"Opportunity!" Shen Qiang's eyes lit up instantly; he had been waiting for this moment for too long!

Wind Walk, Power, Precision — Shen Qiang, who activated these three skills from Mixed Arts, instantly appeared in front of the master.

Bang!

An Iron Fist roared through the Gang Wind, hitting the master's cheek with uncanny precision.

But in an instant, the feeling on his fist, as if sinking into a quagmire where no force could be exerted, startled Shen Qiang.

Golden Cicada!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Three golden beams shot out, and the master fiercely retreated.

Ding ding ding!

Amidst the sounds of metal clashing.

The master's eyes were not only cold, but a small flying sword, only a foot long yet exhaling cold light, whirled around him in the air.

"Impressive! Strange tactics. Very powerful, your strength has already reached the early Nascent Soul Stage even though you're just at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and you have hidden weapons, forcing me to step back three steps," the master admired seriously.

Shen Qiang remained silent, his eyes just as coldly fixed on the master.

"The power boost is threefold, yet unable to breach his defenses, his reaction speed even quicker than dodging Golden Cicada! Indeed, masters of the Yin God Realm are not like those easily killed fellows below the Nascent Soul Stage."

"Stay calm! He's now infected by the virus, if I can drag it out until he's seriously ill, I can win."

Just then, as the master, surrounded by the hovering flying sword, arrogantly approached Shen Qiang, he said, "I'm out of patience. I'm asking you one last time, will you kneel or not?"

"He won't give me the chance to delay any further!" Realizing this, Shen Qiang gritted his teeth.

Achoo!

The master sneezed again just after he spoke.

In a flash, with his attention heightened to the extreme, Shen Qiang's figure flashed; not only did he charge forward, but in that charging moment, he activated the skill "Fury" from Mixed Arts, which is only accessible at the Foundation Establishment Stage...

"Doesn't remember." The master's eyes were proud.

But before his thought was completed.

Bang!

Shen Qiang's heavy fist had already fiercely hit his face.

And this time. All he felt was darkness before his eyes.

His entire body, like a cannonball, was knocked flying out.

Hitting the light steel roof of the vast warehouse, it bulged upward, emitting a deafening dull sound.

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