Leisurely mountain village

Ye Huan continued to fly rapidly over the vast, dark sea. He carefully searched the surface of the sea, then looked at the location of Hainan Province and the country of mercenaries. Ye Huan decisively flew over the inland sea area and entered the high seas.

"I've made a bet. This group clearly had a specific target in mind; they didn't just kidnap Little Tangyuan randomly. The timing and location they chose show they'd been watching her for a while," Ye Huan muttered to himself.

Then he flew towards the mercenary kingdom. Time was of the essence, so Ye Huan flew at high speed over the sea, scanning the surroundings with his divine sense as he flew, afraid of missing anything.

Not long after leaving our own waters, Ye Huan suddenly felt a stirring in his soul. He faintly sensed the mark on Xiao Tangyuan's body, so he explored forward with his divine sense. Less than 50 nautical miles from our waters and less than a dozen nautical miles from his current location, in the high seas, a huge cruise ship was anchored there. A speedboat was moored at the boarding gate on the side of the cruise ship.

Ye Huan was overjoyed and excited: "I found you." As he flew over, he casually smashed and sank the speedboat, then landed on the deck. Ye Huan's divine sense "saw" Little Tangyuan.

But that one look almost made him lose his soul.

He quickly teleported and appeared inside a top-of-the-line operating room on the cruise ship, grasping the white doctor's large hand holding the scalpel with one hand.

Just as the scalpel tip touched the skin on Xiao Tangyuan's chest, a bleeding point appeared. Ye Huan almost couldn't catch his breath; his soul was still reeling from the fright.

He grabbed the doctor's hand, snatched the scalpel, and with a swift backhand motion, plunged the scalpel into the white doctor's forehead. The doctor collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Then Ye Huan quickly pulled off the loose threads from the various instruments on Xiao Tangyuan's exposed body, wrapped Xiao Tangyuan in his clothes, and held him in his arms, his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

"Thank goodness, it was just a second off. Thank goodness." Ye Huan was relieved, but then looked at the old man lying on the next bed.

The doctor fell straight to the ground with a scalpel sticking out of his forehead, and everyone else was stunned.

Several bodyguards in black, armed with pistols, prepared to attack Ye Huan. Unfortunately, Ye Huan was in the heat of the moment, and the bodyguards were the first to be torn apart, their limbs scattered in various corners of the operating room.

Ye Huan didn't give the others a chance to run away. Under his oppressive aura, they all lay down, even those outside who wanted to escape.

Ye Huan didn't let them be crushed to pieces at this moment, nor did he let them feel the fear of death. He simply pressed them to the ground, making them unable to move, because he had something to ask.

"Who are you? Where are you from?" Ye Huan asked the medical staff inside first.

“We are Dr. Schneider’s team, Italians,” an assistant doctor said.

"How long have you been working on this? What is this, Schneider?" Ye Huan continued to ask.

"It's been four or five years." The assistant's words made Ye Huan's heart sink, but he was powerless to do anything about it. That's just how the world is; he can't possibly manage everything.

"Where is Schneider's home? Where is the hospital?" After Ye Huan asked what he wanted, he waved his hand, and the entire medical team was reduced to fragments.

"Tell me yourself, who are you? Where are you from?" Ye Huan walked over and woke the old man up. The old man looked at the scene in front of him in surprise: the broken bodyguard and himself on the ground. He sat up, looked at Dr. Schneider on the ground, and didn't say anything.

"You think I can't find out if you don't tell me?" Ye Huan laughed, holding Xiao Tangyuan in his left hand and a golden Desert Eagle appearing in his right. Bang bang bang, four shots, and the old man had a bloody hole in each of his four limbs. He fell onto the bed, writhing in pain.

"If you won't talk, I'll force you to confess," Ye Huan said, looking at the old man. With yellow skin, black hair, and a human face, his identity could be easily traced. Anyone who dared to do something like this couldn't be an ordinary person.

"My name is Qi Youjin. I won't mention my ancestral home. I'm the chairman of the Qi Group in the country of servants." The old man knew he couldn't hide it anymore. In this vast ocean, this person had managed to find them. He understood that they had encountered an extraordinary person.

After all, he had come into contact with many cultivators, many of whom had escaped from China back then. Some of them even helped him prolong his life; otherwise, he would have been dead long ago.

"Alright, Qi Shi, I understand. Why did you arrest this little girl? How did you find out her matching results?" Ye Huan wasn't stupid.

“This is a medical examination report for the child’s enrollment in September. Several schools in that area, and the local First Central Hospital charged me money for the annual physical examination for all students. If a suitable match is found, the hospital director will notify me. I’ve been waiting for this match for more than four years,” the old man said.

“My blood type is quite rare, so once we found out that this girl was a match for me, the operation had already begun. However, the local team will investigate her background thoroughly. Originally, we planned to raise her until she was a teenager.”

Ye Huan nodded, he really understood this, "A five or six-year-old child's organs can't support the burden of an adult, so they're not suitable for transplantation into an adult. So, you're doing it earlier because your time has come, and you'll die if you don't have the surgery, right?"

"Yes, I didn't expect I wouldn't have time to wait. The doctor said that if there isn't a suitable one soon, I won't have three months left, so..." Old Man Qi said.

"Why not have the surgery done locally, but in international waters?" Ye Huan continued to ask. If they really went to the mercenary country, by the time he found it, it would probably be too late.

“Schneider’s team is the best at heart transplants. Of course, there are certainly some good ones in China, such as the husband of Academician Li in China. He has many transplant cases with unclear origins. But why would I look for someone else when I have the best? It just so happens that Schneider is performing surgery in the country of mercenaries. I spent a huge sum of money to bring him here by cruise ship,” Qi Youjin said.

"I came from Xiangjiang Hospital, so I picked up the person here and prepared to have the surgery here to save time."

"First Central Hospital, I understand." Ye Huan nodded, pointed a finger at the old man, and tortured him severely for ten minutes before ending his life with a small flame, but leaving his head intact.

The operating room was empty. Ye Huan came out and saw a few people preparing to escape at the boarding gate. He walked over and said, "Tell us yourselves. Confess and leave us with a whole corpse."

"Pah!" A bald, burly man spat at Ye Huan.

“I love the way people are defiant. You excite me,” Ye Huan said with a smile, taking out a small bag from his ring and then selecting a thin steel needle.

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