The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 1378 - 710: Above the Law (Part 2)

"Hey, Nightcrypt, old man," the Great Elder laughed, landing nearby Yan Xiaobao, he walked over and saw Yan Xiaobao’s broom being held. He said, his eyes sparkling, "Were you punished? I can’t believe you really dared to make a move on Song Junwan!"

Despite being an elder of Corpse Mountain Peak, he knew Nightcrypt was an extraordinary person who might become Clan Leader. He nearly had limitless potential and was arrogant. Thus, this elder had long regarded him as a cultivator of the same generation.

"Yeah, so what?" Bai Xiaochun replied, eyes wide, then raised his chin. "She made a move on me first!!"

This Great Elder carefully looked around, then lowered his voice and said: "Nightcrypt, old man, listen to me. Do you know what kind of person Song Junwan is? She’s a damned scorpion, that’s what! Over the years, among all the guys who dared to provoke her, not one has ended up with a good outcome. In fact, years ago, when she was at the "Qi Condensation" stage, I saw with my own eyes how she dealt with someone who treated her improperly. She kept him alive...."

"Kept him alive?!" Yan Xiaobao gasped.

This Great Elder sneakily glanced around and then continued: "Have you heard of Bloodline Situ Hao of Little Swamp Peak? Years ago, he harbored ill intentions towards Song Junwan. She chased him all the way to Nameless Peak, practically scared him to death!"

"She has the courage of a bloodline master?!" Yan Xiaobao felt his scalp go crazy. He knew in the Bloodshed Sect, similar to the Sect Leader, Bloodline Masters occupy a high position. In fact, in some ways, they are even stronger than the Sect Leader. The Sect Leader cannot directly command cultivators of peaks, but Bloodline Masters can!

Moreover, only by reaching Core Formation and becoming a Bloodline Master does one have a chance to become a Blood Splitter! Blood Splitters are the most important power next to the Clan Leader in this sect!

For various reasons, Bloodline Masters can drive countless other sect members insane.

Yan Xiaobao was more tense than ever. He glanced at his finger, then looked back at the Great Elder of Corpse Peak and said: "Anyway, what are you doing here? Trying to scare me, huh?"

"Why would I want to scare you, Nightcrypt, old man?" he answered with a broad smile. "I’m just telling you the truth! Hey, since your time in the Inner Sect, we’ve been friends, haven’t we? Such good friends.... In fact, I even went to the sect’s leader to ask if I could invite you to Corpse Peak to brew some medicine. If you do, then you won’t have to follow the one named Song Junwan’s orders, right?

"How about this: take a lot of time to think about it. Don’t worry, I’ll provide you with all the medicinal ingredients. Actually, they’re already prepared. Once done, you’ll be deeply grateful! Oh yeah, Corpse Peak’s Bloodline Master said if you agree to brew medicine for us, he’ll give you a delicate Emerald Zombie as a gift!" The elders from Corpse Peak slapped a bag, taking out a command badge, which was none other than the device to control the jade zombie.

Yan Xiaobao looked at it, confirming it was the control device he handed over, which was the control device for the jade zombie. Of course, if he wished, he could render the command badge invalid anytime.

However, the idea of brewing medicine on Corpse Mountain to escape punishment from Song Junwan seemed like a brilliant idea. But he didn’t immediately agree. Instead, he hesitated a bit.

"You know," he said hesitantly, "whenever I brew medicine, other sect members often end up suffering..."

"I’ll personally kill anyone who complains," the elder immediately replied. "Nightcrypt, old man, rest assured, brew to your heart’s content! As long as you can make me a level 4 Reverse Blood Corpse Refining Pill, everything will be fine!"

Yan Xiaobao cleared his throat. Suddenly, his index finger echoed from master fingers, he would continue to strive hard.

"Nightcrypt, why haven’t you started scrubbing!?"

"Then there’s you, old smoke. What are you doing near Corpse Peak?? Why do you always interfere with my business at Middle Peak!" It was Song Junwan. As her voice rang out, Yan Xiaobao grabbed the Great Elder’s arm from Corpse Mountain Peak.

"I agree! When do we leave!?"

"Now!" The Great Elder answered cheerfully. He bowed his head, laughed loudly, released the cultivating base’s power, and with Yan Xiaobao shot like a beam towards Corpse Mountain Peak.

Initially, Song Junwan’s jaw was in shock. But then, in her heart, a curious flame began to ignite, she flew out to block the path of Corpse Mountain Peak’s Great Elder. "Nightcrypt, where do you think you’re going??"

But just at that moment, a blood-red beam shot out from Corpse Peak. It was a middle-aged man with hair dyed the color of blood, wearing a long robe stained with blood. Even his skin was the color of blood, eyes illuminated by a piercing glow. Clearly, he had a Foundation-establishing cultivating base, but the energy he emanated was no less than an elder’s. In a step, he was directly placed in front of Song Junwan.

"Junwan, Brother Nightcrypt is a renowned figure in this field. Even the Clan Leader likes him. Forcing him to do such base and shameful tasks is fundamentally wrong. Brother Nightcrypt has agreed to go to Corpse Peak to brew medicine, so calm down, we won’t treat him badly!" The man waved his right hand, while Corpse Peak trembled as if resonating with him. Meanwhile, an incredible pressure bore down in all directions.

"Winklefield, I don’t care if you’re Corpse Peak’s Bloodline Master, what gives you the authority to interfere with Middle Peak’s affairs!?" Song Junwan stared at the blood-red figure, her eyes flashing murderous intent, other than the Blood Master Wind Cliff of Corpse Mountain Peak, nobody dared!

"I am not useless trash like Situ Hao!" Wind Cliff took another step forward, halting her pace, while the elder dragged Yan Xiaobao towards Corpse Mountain Peak.

"Nightcrypt, get back home now!" Song Junwan shouted angrily.

Seeing Song Junwan’s path blocked, knowing he was safe now, Yan Xiaobao shook his head vigorously, stepped back, "No matter what you say, I won’t go back!"

"Are you coming or not!?" she cried, stamping her foot angrily.

"No!" He shook his head again.

"Oh, look at you, Nightcrypt. Think you’re tough now, don’t you? If you don’t come back this instant, then you can forget coming back ever again!" With that, she turned in anger and headed towards Middle Peak.

"Fine!" Yan Xiaobao sneezed angrily. "I’ll never go back again!" Then he turned towards Corpse Peak.

At this, the elder began to look towards Yan Xiaobao, then turned back to the equally furious Song Junwan.

"You two...?" He hesitated, starting to wonder what exactly happened between them.

The recent exchange left the Great Elder at the top of Corpse Mountain, alongside Blood Master Wind Cliff, blinking in shock. Something about the whole conversation seemed slightly off.

They weren’t the only ones to react this way. Any other Middle Cultivator hearing their argument couldn’t shake the feeling they were listening to a quarrel between a couple. Like a husband storming out of the house while his wife curses him.

Deathblade’s note: As I always get confused when including Er Gen’s notes, I’d like to clarify that the following note was Er Gen’s note upon the initial release of this Chapter:

Er Gen’s note: This Chapter is released on Valentine’s Day. I hope all fellow Taoists will say: "Dear, come home with me...."

Song Junwan returned to the top of Middle Peak, flew over Blood Lake, rushed towards the Immortal Cave. Even before the door opened as usual, she kicked over.

A huge rumbling echoed, spreading cracks across its surface, the door trembled.

"Damn Nightcrypt! Thinking he’s grown up now, huh? He actually dares say he won’t come home with me!" She kicked the door again, it collapsed, plunging into the Immortal Cave.

The four attendants outside shook in shock. They’ve never seen the Great Elder so angry; she actually destroyed the door to her own Immortal Cave.

Soon, more bangs and crashes could be heard from inside as Song Junwan threw things down and smashed them against the walls. However, she only partially dissipated her anger. She sat, face flickering with a hint of bitterness, even she wasn’t aware of.

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