Reborn as a doctor, he takes revenge and ruthlessly punishes the scum.

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An elderly man with snow-white hair, wearing a Taoist robe, kind eyes, and an air of otherworldly wisdom sat upright in the main seat, his eyes closed, revealing no emotion.

Despite his advanced age, Ouyang Feng stood before him like a child who had done something wrong, looking anxious and distressed.

Qin Dalang, who was standing behind him with his head bowed, stared at the old man, but gently tugged at Ouyang Feng's sleeve.

Ouyang Feng, however, slapped his hand away.

He nervously looked up at the old man, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the old man hadn't noticed. He then turned to Qin Dalang and gave him a fierce look, signaling him to be quiet.

Qin Dalang quickly lowered his head, not daring to make any further moves.

"So, without even a proper fight, you were defeated by a woman?"

The old man did not open his eyes, and his voice was faint, revealing no emotion.

Ouyang Feng, however, trembled involuntarily and stammered:

"Brother, you can't blame me for that. How was I supposed to know that such a troublemaker would suddenly appear? My reputation as a divine doctor is already well-known and famous throughout the world. Who knew that that bitch would keep running around and ruining my plans? I just wanted to find someone to teach her a lesson, but I didn't expect that the person in charge wouldn't be as capable as me, and instead, she turned the tables on me."

"Brother, I just didn't take her seriously, and that's why I was caught off guard and she took advantage of me. Don't worry, as long as you can help me get through this crisis, I will make her pay a hundredfold and let everyone know that she is a fraud. I will make her lose face and then slink away from Lingjin City, not daring to block my way."

"Brother, you have so many extraordinary people around you, just send me one or two. Let me prove to everyone that I am a true miracle doctor, that's all!"

The old man's brows furrowed slightly, but he still did not open his eyes:

"Didn't I tell you not to mess around? If you want something, just ask me?"

Ouyang Feng shrank back:

"Brother, I just wanted to help you!"

The old man hummed softly, smoothing the whisk in his hand:

"You? Help me? Do I need your help?"

Ouyang Feng didn't care at all; the sarcasm in his voice was evident as he hurriedly said:

"Brother, the reason I haven't asked you for anything all these years, not even your money, is..."

I wanted to prove to you that, despite all the care you've given me since I was little, I'm not entirely useless. I can also become someone everyone admires, just like you, and one day, I can be someone you can rely on.

The old man raised an eyebrow slightly:

"Enough with the nice talk. You do all this because of your vanity. If you want to achieve something, you need to have the ability to back it up. Ambition that doesn't match your ability is just courting death, understand?"

"You're helping me. The fact that you're not causing me any trouble is helping me."

"If people find out that you are my brother, yet you did such a tasteless, even insidious, thing, tell me, how much do I have to do to restore my reputation?"

Ouyang Feng was both confused and convinced that what he said was right, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

The old man couldn't hear him, so his voice softened slightly:

"Ouyang Feng, do you know where you went wrong?"

Ouyang Feng was taken aback, his eyes darted around, and he hesitated before saying:

"Shouldn't he have pretended to be a miracle doctor?"

Seeing that the old man remained silent, he continued tentatively:

"Shouldn't we be targeting that bitch?"

Seeing that the old man still didn't speak, and that his brows were furrowing even more involuntarily, he quickly continued:

"Shouldn't I have ambition? But brother, I..."

"Not ruthless enough!"

The old man suddenly spoke in a cold voice and slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes, though not clouded by age, shone with a sinister, cold light that clashed with his kind face.

"What?"

Ouyang Feng was taken aback, not understanding what he had said.

Qin Dalang immediately seized this opportunity to flatter, and obsequiously reminded him:

"Boss, your older brother is right, you're not ruthless enough!"

Ouyang Feng glared at him impatiently and scolded:

"I know, you have to tell me."

Qin Dalang lowered his head and pouted after being yelled at.

Ouyang Feng then looked at the old man and asked in confusion:

"Brother, what do you mean?"

The old man had a kind expression, but his eyes and voice were chillingly cold. This extreme contrast made him even more unsettling.

"Remember, if you want to deal with someone, you have to make sure it's a one-time solution. Remember, as long as the other person is still breathing, it's not a real deal, understand? Or, even if they can breathe, it's no different from not breathing at all. Either they're mentally broken and driven insane, or you've got their Achilles' heel so they dare not have the slightest thought of resistance. It's not like what you did, hiring a few people to ruin her reputation. That's too soft-hearted and too underhanded."

"So, now think about it. That woman, what do you want her to do?"

Ouyang Feng's lips curled into a sinister smile, his voice filled with venom:

"I want her to suffer unbearable pain, to endure mental torment, and then to suffer inhuman physical torture. Finally, under the most potent poison, she will suffer the excruciating pain of being devoured by a thousand ants, until she is reduced to a pool of blood, her body utterly destroyed."

As Qin Dalang listened to him speak these sinister words, he felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't help but shiver.

The old man, however, nodded with a hint of satisfaction:

"Very good, it's finally starting to take shape. Now that we've made the decision, let's get started."

Ouyang Feng, however, suddenly felt somewhat discouraged:

"But brother, what should we do? Or should we put this matter on hold for now? Or should we address the problem I'm currently facing first? After all, you know my situation. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had Qin Dalang inform you."

Qin Dalang nodded hurriedly:

"Exactly, Master, that woman is incredibly wicked. You feel like she hasn't done anything, but our people inexplicably either become stiff and unable to move, or they start jumping around wildly. Moreover, she can even save the poisoned person from the poisoned needle you gave them, a poison that kills instantly upon contact with blood. Sometimes I wonder if she's a deity, after all, she can even cure your poison, how can there be such a divine being?"

Ouyang Feng nodded hurriedly:

"That's right, brother. For so many years, I've relied on your poison to dominate Lingjin City, and not a single doctor could detect anything amiss. That woman is truly extraordinary."

The old man snorted coldly:

"I don't care if she has three heads and six arms. If she dares to oppose me, even if she is a god or Buddha, I will still make her turn to ashes."

Ouyang Feng hurriedly flattered:

"Yes, yes, I knew it, brother has a way. What do you think we should do?"

The old man smiled kindly, but a chilling glint flickered in his eyes, a venomous light emanating from them.

"I remember that the Great Yong Dynasty strictly prohibited witchcraft and sorcery, didn't it?"