107: Frustrated Wang Xukun

"Sect Master, even if I give you the divine soul pill, it is impossible for you to have a Breakthrough."

Yang Lingchen continued, "The reason the Old Sect Master was able to have a Breakthrough is because he should have done so long ago. It was only because his Divine Soul was injured that his cultivation level remained stagnant. Now that his Divine Soul has recovered, the Breakthrough is a natural consequence."

Yang Lingchen's tone was calm and firm, his gaze clear, meeting Ouyang Qingcang's eyes without a shred of fear.

"Then, is there any Medicinal Pill that would allow this seat to have a Breakthrough as well?"

Ouyang Qingcang asked ingratiatingly, his eyes filled with longing and expectation, as if Yang Lingchen were his only hope for a Breakthrough.

"There is, but it requires many precious medicinal herbs," Yang Lingchen said after pondering for a moment. He frowned slightly, seemingly considering the types and quantities of herbs needed.

"Medicinal herbs are not a problem. Little Friend, just list them out, and I will have someone collect them."

Ouyang Qingcang immediately became excited, waving his hand with an air of grand generosity.

"Sigh... Sect Master, it's not that I won't perform Alchemy for you, but I am about to die, so I have no opportunity to perform Alchemy for you anymore..." Yang Lingchen sighed, a look of helplessness and a bitter smile appearing on his face.

"Little Friend, your medical skills are so divine, how could you die?"

Yun Minzi's face showed a curious expression, and he stared intently at Yang Lingchen, waiting for his answer.

"Because Wang Xukun, the master of Wentian Peak, wants to kill me, so I have no way to perform Alchemy for you anymore, sigh..."

Yang Lingchen said with a helpless look, and then he recounted the matter of killing Wang Chenyu at the Life and Death Stage, his tone filled with grief, indignation, and helplessness.

"This is truly outrageous! Who is this Wang Xukun? What incredible audacity to dare to kill Little Friend Yang? This old man wants to skin him alive!"

Yun Minzi said in a rage, his eyes wide open, his beard trembling, looking absolutely furious.

"Little Friend, rest assured. As long as I am here, even if he were given ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to do anything to you."

Ouyang Qingcang hurriedly guaranteed. In his eyes, Yang Lingchen was currently an absolute treasure, because Yang Lingchen's safety was now directly related to whether he could have a Breakthrough to the Emperor Realm.

"Ha... ha... ha... ha..."

Just then, a burst of wild laughter rang out. A residual image flashed by, and Ouyang Qitian, with his black hair, appeared before everyone.

A powerful Aura radiated from his body, causing an invisible pressure.

"Grandfather, you had a Breakthrough?"

Ouyang Yunmeng said excitedly, her face brimming with joy and pride, her eyes sparkling.

"What a miracle!"

Yun Minzi laughed, his eyes filled with admiration and amazement.

"Thank you, Little Friend, for the Medicinal Pill. I will never forget such a great kindness."

Ouyang Qitian bowed directly to Yang Lingchen, his attitude sincere and solemn.

"Old Sect Master, you are a Senior. This Junior cannot accept such a great courtesy." Yang Lingchen stepped forward to return the bow, his face filled with trepidation and unease.

"Little Friend, you are young, yet not only are your medical skills superb, but your mastery of the Dao of Alchemy is divine. For our Immortal Sword Sect to have such an outstanding young talent like you is truly a blessing for our Immortal Sword Sect!"

Ouyang Qitian laughed heartily, his eyes filled with appreciation and gratification.

"Old Sect Master, you flatter me. This Junior is actually just an ordinary person."

Yang Lingchen said modestly, a faint smile on his face, appearing very humble.

"Good, good. At such a young age, not only do you have such achievements, but you are also neither humble nor overbearing, and refined. I wonder if you have a wife, Little Friend?" Ouyang Qitian laughed, his eyes filled with curiosity and expectation.

"Cough... cough... This Junior already has several virtuous wives at home."

A happy smile appeared on Yang Lingchen's face, and the gentle and beautiful figures of those women appeared in his mind.

Mentioning his virtuous wives, Yang Lingchen thought of Ouyang Yunbing and Nangong Yan far away in the Northern Profound Region, as well as Xiao Qingyun, whose whereabouts were unknown, and Ling Yanyun in the Tianfeng World.

Of course, there was also that little devil girl Feng Xueqing who haunted his dreams. Their every smile and frown seemed to be right before his eyes, filling his heart with longing and concern.

"Hmph, men are all no good," Ouyang Yunmeng scoffed.

For some reason, upon hearing that Yang Lingchen already had several virtuous wives, Ouyang Yunmeng felt her mood become incredibly irritable, even a bit angry. Her expression darkened slightly, and a flash of disappointment and dissatisfaction crossed her eyes.

"Cough... cough." Yang Lingchen gave an awkward smile, scratching his head, not knowing how to respond to Ouyang Yunmeng's words.

"Haha, for a talented young man as young and promising as Little Friend Yang to have several virtuous wives at home is the most normal thing in the world. However, compared to the dozens of virtuous wives in this old man's home, Little Friend Yang, you still need to work harder."

Yun Minzi laughed heartily, his face carrying a trace of teasing and amusement.

"Senior Yun is truly a role model for our generation! I admire you, I admire you."

Yang Lingchen smiled and continued, "I wonder if your body can handle it, Senior!" His eyes held a hint of cunning and playfulness.

"This old man is, after all, a famous doctor of a generation. I have quite a lot of research on body conditioning. I have a recipe here; does Little Friend want to take it and use it?" Yun Minzi chuckled, his eyes revealing a hint of mystery and smugness.

"Cough... cough, this Junior is still young!" Yang Lingchen laughed, a flush appearing on his face, looking a bit embarrassed.

Upon hearing this, everyone laughed heartily.

Everyone knew that although Yun Minzi was a famous doctor who saved the world, in his youth, he was also a dashing and romantic young Genius of the medical Dao, so naturally, he had many women by his side.

"Greetings, Sect Master."

Just then, Wang Xukun's figure appeared not far from the crowd.

His expression was gloomy, and a chill emanated from his eyes.

"Peak Master Wang, is there any business that brings you here?"

Ouyang Qingcang said indifferently, his tone cold and carrying a trace of majesty.

"Sect Master, this seat has come here only for this person." Wang Xukun stared coldly at Yang Lingchen, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

"Oh! Is there any business Peak Master Wang has with Little Friend Yang?" Ouyang Qingcang asked, a flash of vigilance in his eyes.

"This person killed my son. I will tear him... limb... from... limb."

Wang Xukun said through gritted teeth, his voice filled with anger and hatred.

"What incredible audacity to dare to threaten to kill Little Friend Yang."

Yun Minzi was instantly enraged, staring at Wang Xukun with unkind eyes, a powerful Aura radiating from his body.

"Old fool, what are you? Do you have a place to speak here?"

Wang Xukun said coldly, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

"Slap." A residual image flashed by, and instantly Wang Xukun was slapped flying. His body traced an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Wang Xukun, what incredible audacity to dare to be so rude to the Cloud Medical Saint!" Ouyang Qitian shouted, his voice like a great bell, deafening.

"Greetings, Old Sect Master."

Wang Xukun, who had been slapped away, scrambled up and said in terror, his face filled with fear and awe.

Wang Xukun was also frightened at this moment. He had not expected that the old man was actually the Cloud Medical Saint, Yun Minzi, who was famous throughout the Central Region. If the other party wanted to kill him, a single word from him would be enough to leave him without a burial place.

"I heard you want to kill Little Friend Yang, is that so?"

Ouyang Qitian's eyes held a trace of killing intent, firmly locking onto Wang Xukun. His gaze was like two sharp swords, wanting to pierce through Wang Xukun.

Locked by the killing intent of a powerhouse in the Emperor Realm, Wang Xukun felt as if he had instantly fallen into an endless abyss.

Although Wang Xukun was at the Early Stage of the ninth layer of the King Realm, compared to a powerhouse in the Emperor Realm, the gap was unimaginably large.

Even the Peak of the ninth layer of the King Realm was not something he could currently contend with.

"Misunderstanding, Old Sect Master, it's a misunderstanding. I just came to find Little Friend Yang to understand the situation." Wang Xukun said in terror, beads of sweat the size of beans breaking out on his forehead, his body trembling uncontrollably.

At this moment, fine beads of sweat had already broken out on his forehead. He had not expected that the Old Sect Master and that Cloud Medical Saint would appreciate Yang Lingchen so much.

"As long as it is a misunderstanding. This old man warns you: if anything happens to Little Friend Yang, this old man will chop you to pieces." Ouyang Qitian glared fiercely at Wang Xukun, his eyes filled with threat and warning.

"Yes, this Junior will take his leave." Wang Xukun acknowledged and retreated, while a trace of imperceptible killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Time passed in the blink of an eye for three days.

During these three days, Yang Lingchen had been discussing medical skills with Yun Minzi.

They discussed everything from the theories of Traditional Chinese Medicine to the practices of Western Medicine, from the identification of herbs to the refining of Medicinal Pills.

Yang Lingchen shared his unique insights and experience in the medical Dao with Yun Minzi without reservation, and Yun Minzi also passed on his years of medical practice experience and secret recipes to Yang Lingchen.

After three days of discussion, Yun Minzi was completely impressed by Yang Lingchen's medical skills, and even his Disciple, Ling Tianjun, began to admire Yang Lingchen.

During this period, Ouyang Qitian was always intentionally or unintentionally trying to matchmake Yang Lingchen and Ouyang Yunmeng.

He would deliberately arrange for the two of them to handle affairs together or have them participate in some activities together.

However, Yang Lingchen acted as if he didn't know. It wasn't that he didn't like a peerless beauty like Ouyang Yunmeng, but he had already incurred too many romantic debts.

This day, Yun Minzi found Yang Lingchen and said, "After this period of medical discussion, this old man has benefited a lot, and now it is time to leave."

His eyes were filled with reluctance and attachment.

"This Junior has also benefited a lot," Yang Lingchen laughed, his face carrying a trace of gratitude and respect.

"Little Friend Yang, this old man usually resides in Shengwu City. If one day you go to Shengwu City, you must come to this old man's mansion to sit for a while." Yun Minzi said, his tone sincere and enthusiastic.

"If this Junior goes to Shengwu City, I will definitely go to disturb you, Senior." Yang Lingchen cupped his fists and said, his eyes filled with expectation and promise.

"Kid, although I cannot compare to you in medical skills and the Dao of Alchemy, on the path of martial arts, you will never be able to catch up to me." Ling Tianjun said unconvinced, his eyes filled with provocation and confidence.

"Then what if I catch up?" Yang Lingchen said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes revealing a hint of determination and confidence.

"Then This Young Master will be your little brother." Ling Tianjun said solemnly, his tone resolute, as if this were an unchangeable oath.

"Good, I have accepted you as my little brother."

Yang Lingchen showed a confident smile, his eyes filled with challenge and expectation.

"Then This Young Master will wait and see."

Ling Tianjun sneered, turned, and left, leaving behind a stubborn back.