Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

The early morning in Longdong City was shrouded in mist, with a faint scent of medicine floating in the air.

Ye Qingzhou stood in front of the hotel window, looking at the colorful flags hanging one after another in Danding Square in the distance, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Boss, breakfast is ready."

Lan Caidie knocked on the door and pushed it open after getting Ye Qingzhou's response. On the tray in her hand was a bowl of porridge and a few side dishes, a combination of meat and vegetables, which were fragrant and delicious.

"Master Chen left early in the morning, saying he was going to the Medical Association to check out the situation first."

Ye Qingzhou nodded slightly, his eyes still lingering in the distance: "I'm afraid this medical meeting will not be peaceful."

Qi Mo's background is not difficult to check. The Qingnang Pavilion of the Qi family is considered a famous family in the Dongji Kingdom. Twenty years ago, it produced a medical genius like Qi Huan.

Unfortunately, he died in Longdong under unclear circumstances, and the case remains unsolved to this day.

Lan Caidie placed the tray on the table, walked to the window and followed Ye Qingzhou's gaze: "Boss, why do you think Qi Mo came to the exhibition this time? To revive the family reputation or to avenge his father?"

"I have asked Chen Ze to continue the investigation."

Ye Qingzhou turned and walked to the table, his eyes slightly cold: "Twenty years ago, Qi Mo's father Qi Huan brought the first volume of the Qing Nang Dan Jing to Longdong to attend the medical conference, but he died suddenly and the whereabouts of the Dan Jing is unknown. And the second volume..."

"It is said that the Qi family's ancestors were jailers. At the end of the Xinghan Dynasty, they inherited the legacy of the divine doctor Hua, and then hid their identities for many years, studying medicine, and eventually became a family of doctors. Even though they declined several times later, they finally rose again with the Qing Nang Dan Jing. In the new era, they founded the Qing Nang Pavilion, which became one of the founding schools of the Wanji Medical Association."

Lan Caidie continued, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "Boss, I heard that the two volumes of the Qing Nang Dan Jing are combined into one, and the medical skills recorded in it can bring people back to life. I don't know if it's true or not."

Ye Qingzhou raised his hand to stop her from speaking: "The man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing the treasure. Qi Huan's death was definitely not an accident. I'm afraid it was caused by the Qing Nang Dan Jing. Don't make it public before finding out the truth."

The venue of the Wanji Medical Association is located in the largest Danding Square in Longdong City. Hundreds of booths are arranged in a circle, with a high platform in the center for major medical schools to display their skills.

Chen Ze mingled in the crowd, his eyes always fixed on the Qingnang Pavilion's booth not far away.

Qi Mo was giving acupuncture to an old man. He was very skilled, and the silver needles on his fingertips were like butterflies flying through flowers, accurately piercing the acupuncture points on the old man's back. Chen Ze narrowed his eyes and memorized every move in his mind.

Such magical acupuncture skills are not inferior to those of Lingsu Pavilion, which is famous for its acupuncture techniques.

"Brother, are you interested in acupuncture?"

A gentle voice sounded beside me.

Chen Ze turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a gray suit looking at him with a smile.

"Know a thing or two."

Chen Ze replied calmly, "The acupuncture techniques of Qingnang Pavilion are indeed exquisite."

The man in the grey suit nodded: "Master Qi has inherited all the true teachings, but what a pity..."

The man suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Compared to his father Qi Huan in the past, he is still a little behind."

Chen Ze was shocked and asked casually, "Do you know Mr. Qi?"

"We met once 20 years ago..."

The man in the gray suit sighed: "He was a guest at Xuandan Sect that day, but who knew that night..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked around alertly: "Sorry, I said too much."

After that, he left in a hurry.

Xuandan Sect?
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. Chen Ze's eyes flashed. Longdong is the birthplace of Dongji country's medical skills and is known as the "hometown of Qihuang".

In ancient times, Emperor Huangdi ordered Qi Bo to taste herbs and compile medicines and prescriptions. Eventually, the books Ben Cao and Su Wen all came from Longdong, thus laying the theoretical foundation for the medical skills of the Dongji Kingdom.

The Xuandan Sect is the largest medical school in Longdong and is famous for its alchemy.

The elixirs produced by the Xuandan Sect are enthusiastically sought after by the martial arts community, whether they are used to heal wounds and remove toxins or to break through cultivation. The output value of the related industries exceeds 5 trillion.

Even Liu Wuhen, one of the Five Elders of Shengang Dao, is said to have a close relationship with Xuandan Sect.

Many masters in the martial arts world are also on good terms with the Xuandan Sect. The two sides have formed a close alliance of interests and are united in facing external threats.

Chen Ze immediately turned around and walked out of the venue, and finally returned to the hotel to report to Ye Qingzhou.

"Xuan Dan Sect?"

Ye Qingzhou put down the juice in his hand, frowned, and tapped the armrest with his fingers: "Twenty years ago, the leader of Xuandan Sect was Mo Tiannan's master Zhou Xianrong."

Lan Caidie was sorting the herbs. She looked up when she heard this and said, "Boss, do you suspect that Qi Huan's death is related to the Xuandan Sect?"

"Qi Huan had been to Xuandan Sect before his death."

Ye Qingzhou stood up and paced around the room: "The Xuandan Sect's alchemy skills have made great progress in the past twenty years. It is said that they have refined several unprecedented miraculous medicines."

Chen Ze took out a piece of paper from his bosom: "This is the death record of Qi Huan that I copied from the Wanji Medical Association's archives. It says that he died of 'anger and anger, and his meridians burst', but..."

He lowered his voice and said, "I bribed a coroner who participated in the autopsy that year. He said that Qi Huan had a strange poison in his body, which was definitely not formed naturally."

Ye Qingzhou took the note and quickly scanned it: "I will visit Qi Mo tonight, and you two will go to Xuandan Sect to check out the situation. Remember, if you encounter any danger, retreat immediately."

The moonlight was like water. Under the cover of night, Chen Ze quietly approached Ziwuling where the Xuandan Sect was located.

There were two disciples guarding the mountain gate, but for a seventh-level master like Chen Ze, it was useless.

“Split up.”

Chen Ze whispered, "You go to the alchemy room to check, I'll go to the main hall."

Lan Caidie nodded, and disappeared into the shadows in a flash. Although her cultivation was far inferior to Chen Ze's, she had inherited the legacy of the Insect Mother and was equipped with the "Hundred Gu Sutra", so her means of self-protection were not weak at all.

Chen Ze was like a fallen leaf, floating over the wall and landing on an ancient pine tree in the inner courtyard.

The main hall was brightly lit, and voices could be faintly heard.

Chen Ze held his breath and concentrated, quietly approaching, using the sound of the night wind blowing through the treetops to cover his eyes.

"The special envoy from the Western Kingdom will arrive in three days. Please prepare the formula for the Soul-Snatching Powder by then."

A hoarse voice said.

"Master Mo, rest assured, the formula has been perfected, and only the last step is left."

The voice was younger and a little arrogant. "But when will the first volume of the Qing Nang Dan Jing that the Yan family promised us be delivered?"

Chen Ze was shocked and almost exposed from his hiding place.

Yan family? Could it be that the Jiangnan Yan family was also involved in this matter?
"That old man Yan Feiping is very cunning. He said he would not hand over the alchemy manual until Ye Qingzhou was dealt with."

The owner of the hoarse voice was none other than the current leader of Xuandan Sect, Mo Tiannan.

He just snorted coldly, "It doesn't matter. With the Golden Arrow of Destruction, even if Ye Qingzhou has great abilities, he will definitely die under the divine arrow."

"Master, does the Yan family really have such a treasure?"

Zhao Wuji showed an expression of disbelief.

It is indeed the Golden Arrow of Destruction that has been famous through the ages. It is the magic arrow that Houyi used to shoot down the sun in ancient times. There are a total of ten arrows, and nine of them have already shot down the nine golden crows.

Only this last one has been passed down to the world.

The electromagnetic cannon of the Dongji Kingdom is named the Golden Crossbow of Destruction, which is derived from the Golden Arrow of Destruction. However, the power of the former is probably not even one-tenth of the latter.

After all, the Golden Arrow of Destruction is a god-killing weapon that can shoot down the King of Heaven and the God of War!

"I have seen it with my own eyes. It is indeed the Golden Arrow of Destruction. It has the power to extinguish all life and cut off destiny. I was terrified just by looking at it from afar. Once this arrow is shot out, it will go up to the sky and down to the earth, chasing souls and taking lives. No matter how high Ye Qingzhou's cultivation is, he will not be able to escape death this time." Chen Ze felt a chill down his spine when he heard this. He was about to quietly retreat to report the news when he suddenly heard a soul-piercing voice coming from inside the house.

"Since you have come uninvited, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

It was not until this moment that Chen Ze suddenly realized that there was a third person in the house, and he had never noticed this person from beginning to end!
At the same time, several Xuandan Sect disciples holding torches were seen swarming towards Chen Ze's hiding place.

"Walk!"

Chen Ze jumped out of the courtyard wall without hesitation.

Although the Grandmaster can fly in the air, the fastest way is to run on solid ground.

"Want to leave?"

With a sneer, a dark shadow appeared in front of him like a ghost.

The man was about thirty years old, with a sinister face and his hands glowing a strange purple-blue color, showing the cultivation and foundation of a martial arts master: "The eldest disciple of Xuandan Sect, Zhao Wuji, is here, why don't you surrender!"

Chen Ze knew that today would not end peacefully, and his right hand was already on the hilt of the sword: "I have heard of the name of 'Poison Hand' for a long time, please teach me."

Zhao Wuji sneered, and slapped with both palms as fast as lightning. The wind from his palms carried a pungent smell of medicine, and the power was not strong, but it emitted bursts of black poisonous evil spirit.

Chen Ze did not dare to take it head-on, so he dodged sideways, unsheathed his sword, and transformed it into a beam of white light that pierced the opponent's throat. Dense sword energy was then aroused, like a violent storm.

The two exchanged more than ten moves in an instant, and Chen Ze gradually felt exhausted.

Zhao Wuji's palm wind became more and more poisonous. Although he was not hit directly, just inhaling the smell made him dizzy.

"Master Chen!"

The voice of the blue butterfly came from a distance, and then swarms of blade bees broke through the air, numbering as many as thousands. Each one contained a deadly toxin that could even threaten a martial arts master.

Zhao Wuji himself was an expert in using poison. He could tell at a glance that the blade bees in front of him were bigger than his fist and were definitely mutated poisonous insects domesticated by humans. He quickly slapped his palms to create shadows all over the sky to protect his body, putting self-preservation first.

"Let's go!"

Lan Caidie called out and Chen Ze responded immediately, and the two of them ran down the mountain.

Behind him, the roar of Zhao Wuji and the sounds of his many disciples chasing after him were getting closer and closer.

"Go in separate directions!"

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Chen Ze pushed Lan Caidie aside and said, "You go inform Master, I'll lead them away!"

Without waiting for Lan Caidie to respond, Chen Ze turned to another path and deliberately made a noise. Zhao Wuji and his men were chasing after him, getting closer and closer.

After turning a corner, Chen Ze suddenly stopped, took out a pill from his arms, swallowed it, and used his internal energy to dissolve the drug's effect.

This is Ye Qingzhou's special "anti-poison pill", which can temporarily resist various poisons.

He took a deep breath and turned to face his pursuers.

“Can’t run anymore?”

Zhao Wuji and more than ten of his disciples surrounded Chen Ze, with a ferocious look on his face: "Tell me, who sent you here?"

Chen Ze sneered without answering, holding the sword across his chest.

Zhao Wuji waved his hand and all the disciples rushed forward.

The sword flashed like snow. Although Chen Ze was in danger, he remained calm. Each of his sword strikes accurately at the enemy's vital points, quickly and fiercely, fully demonstrating the power of the Sudden Rain Sword.

In a blink of an eye, dense sword energy swept in all directions, and dozens of disciples of Xuandan Sect fell to the ground.

"waste!"

Zhao Wuji shouted angrily, took out a blood-red pill from his arms and swallowed it.

In an instant, his eyes became bloodshot, veins popped out all over his body, and his momentum soared.

"Let me show you the power of the 'Heart-Burning Pill'!"

Zhao Wuji's palms suddenly grew larger and slapped towards Chen Ze with a fishy wind.

Extremely anxious!
This palm was truly fast and fierce, triggering the evil fire of the earth, and its power was extremely violent.

Chen Ze raised his sword to block, but with a crisp "clang" sound, the top-grade long sword in his hand was broken by a palm!
The remaining force hit him hard in the chest.

"Pfft~~"

Chen Ze spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, crashing into the mountain path beside him, breaking dozens of trees that three people had to hug together along the way, raising large amounts of wood chips and dust, and finally crashing into the mountain, causing the solid rock wall to crack and dent.

He struggled to stand up, but found that his meridians felt like they were on fire and he couldn't move.

Zhao Wuji walked closer slowly and raised his right palm which was glowing with green light: "The fire of the elixir enters the heart and burns all the internal organs. Remember in your next life, don't provoke the Xuandan Sect."

Just as the palm wind was about to fall, a figure flashed by like a startled wild goose, and with a light palm strike, Zhao Wuji was hit so hard that he vomited blood and broke his bones.

"Ye...Ye Qingzhou!"

Zhao Wuji's face changed drastically.

He didn't recognize Chen Ze, but he recognized Ye Qingzhou at a glance. After all, in today's Dongji Kingdom, Ye Qingzhou is the person who should not be provoked the most.

Ye Qingzhou stood under the moon in black clothes, his face stern. Without even looking at Zhao Wuji, he helped Chen Ze up and put a pill into his mouth.

“Master…”

"A rookie master who reached the eighth level by taking elixirs can force you into a desperate situation. It seems that you still need to improve your cultivation."

Chen Ze gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and did not defend himself: "Yes."

In the world of martial arts, losing means being a loser. If you are a loser, just practice more. Any other reason is redundant.

“Take him away.”

Ye Qingzhou said to Lan Caidie who had just arrived, his eyes fixed on Zhao Wuji, "Leave this to me."

Lan Caidie helped Chen Ze up and looked at Ye Qingzhou worriedly, but ultimately she did not dare to disobey orders and left quickly.

"Ye Jiansheng, your disciple broke into my Xuandan Sect at night. According to the rules of the martial arts world, it is only natural for me to take his life!"

Zhao Wuji shouted in a stern but cowardly manner.

Ye Qingzhou then looked at him straight in the eye, his eyes cold: "Do you think you are qualified to talk about rules with me?"

After saying that, Ye Qingzhou's sight fell on behind Zhao Wuji. His gaze turned into an invisible sword, cutting through the shadows in the night, and finally revealing someone's figure.

"One of the Five Elders of Shenggang Dao, the Illusionary World Mirage Dragon Liu Wuhen?"

"It is Liu."

When Liu Wuhen saw Ye Qingzhou, he knew something was wrong, but at this moment he could only stand in front of Zhao Wuji and asked, "Sword Saint Ye, the Xuandan Sect has never offended you, right?"

Ye Qingzhou looked at Zhao Wuji: "Your name is Zhao Wuji?"

Zhao Wuji didn't understand and nodded.

"Your name is a taboo to me."

Zhao Wuji wanted to cry but had no tears: "Is it too late for me to change my name now?" (End of this chapter)