Ultimate Village Doctor

Chapter Two Hundred Seventeen

"Master Zhong, you've arrived," Zheng Laoshi said with a trace of obsequious smile, coming forward with clasped hands in greeting.

The man in the black robe let out a somewhat ominous voice, "Zheng Boss."

At that moment, Zheng Laoshi turned his head and said to Wang Sihai and the others, "See, this is Master Zhong from Mangdu in Zhongzhou Province, capable of summoning spirits and gods, a true Grandmaster, incomparable to any brat that just pops up out of nowhere."

"Heh heh!" The man in the black robe let out a sinister laugh, oozing arrogance.

Seeing this man in a black robe and the one trailing behind him, clothed in dark brown and reeking of cadaverine, Experience tales at empire

Wang Sihai and the others all showed a trace of shock.

Compared to Long Xiaoshan,

the man in the black robe definitely seemed like a terrifying existence.

Even these tycoon-level individuals felt their hearts race and flesh tremble at the sight of him, and Mangdu, known as the 'Ghost City', has always been associated with tales of corpse drivers.

This Master Zhong hailing from there is very likely to be one such person.

As for those mysterious figures,

even these wealthy magnates held them in great respect and fear, knowing that offending them could lead to sudden and inexplicable death.

"Spirit Practitioner!"

At this time, Long Xiaoshan was staring at the man in the black robe.

Since the last time he had killed the Taoist from the Black Scale Gate, this was the second time he had encountered a Spirit Practitioner.

His Heavenly Eye could see right through this man in the black robe.

This Master Zhong turned out to be at the first level of a Spirit Practitioner.

As for the man following behind him, he was nothing but a dead man, or rather a zombie, whom the man in the black robe had somehow controlled to do his bidding.

There really are many miraculous things in this world.

If he hadn't cultivated the Longevity Art, he might have never come across such strange and bizarre individuals in his entire life.

Moreover, he was also very interested, for he knew too little about the world of Spirit Practitioners, and now that he finally saw one, perhaps he could learn more about their world from him.

Master Zhong was quite pleased with the effect of his entrance.

All these local big shots worth billions were bowing to him, which gave him an indescribable sense of pleasure.

Huh!

His gaze turned and he suddenly saw a young man watching him, who not only didn't show any fear, but also had an interested expression.

This kind of gaze made him very uncomfortable.

He fiercely glared at Long Xiaoshan, his eyes seemingly shooting out green, oily flames. A Spirit Practitioner, with much stronger spiritual power than the average person, seeing that Long Xiaoshan was not respectful towards him, instantly wanted to teach him a lesson.

Just a kid, one look from him could make him so terrified that his soul would scatter, potentially causing a severe illness.

Seeing that mass of green fire, and feeling an invisible force surging into his own mindscape,

Long Xiaoshan instinctively activated his Heavenly Eye.

Two small flames of golden fire appeared in his eyes.

Ah!

Master Zhong suddenly let out a cry of pain, stumbling back several steps.

"Master Zhong, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Laoshi and the others hurriedly asked.

They had all been bowing their heads with respect and had not seen Master Zhong use his spiritual power against Long Xiaoshan, so naturally, they did not know that his spiritual power had backfired due to Long Xiaoshan.

"It's nothing, nothing at all,"

Master Zhong quickly shook his head.

His heart was still in shock.

Just now, it seemed like two bursts of golden flame spewed from Long Xiaoshan's eyes, that terrifying force of spiritual power was completely overwhelming.

He hadn't expected to encounter such a formidable expert here.

But fortunately, it seemed that Long Xiaoshan did not intend to deal him a lethal blow; he had just suffered a minor backlash.

Master Zhong looked up and saw Long Xiaoshan's smiling face.

He quickly turned his head away.

Since Long Xiaoshan had neither spoken nor reacted, it was very likely he did not wish to reveal his identity. In Hechuan, this mere inland Earth Level city, to think it concealed a dragon amidst hiding tigers. If he hadn't just accepted ten million from Zheng Laoshi, he would have very much liked to leave right away.

He felt no sense of safety here.

"I might just be worn out from the journey, not feeling well; I need to rest a bit," Master Zhong said.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Zheng Laoshi, who had wanted to show off in front of Wang Sihai, could only say, "Then Master, please go rest well. We'll be counting on you in the upcoming Lei Tai competition."

Master Zhong hummed a response and quickly made an anxious exit, appearing nothing like the impressive figure he was when he had arrived.

Zheng Laoshi followed close behind him.

Zhao Jun glanced at Long Xiaoshan, who waved his hand. Zhao Jun said, "Brother Long, I'll come to find you after the Lei Tai competition concludes."

Once Zhao Jun had left,

Wang Sihai said, "Brother Long, let's also go rest awhile."

"Alright," Long Xiaoshan nodded.

A group of people walked inside, and soon, everyone arrived at a venue. The venue was quite large and contained a Lei Tai platform, surrounded by many seats and private boxes.

With Wang Sihai's status, he naturally acquired a private box.

Thus, Wang Sihai brought Long Xiaoshan into that box, which was already stocked with an assortment of drinks and food.

After sitting down, Long Xiaoshan activated his Heavenly Eye, encompassing the entire venue. Having just seen a Spirit Practitioner, his interest in the Lei Tai competition had intensified, so he wanted to see if there were any other figures worth his attention.

Once the Heavenly Eye was deployed, no private box could block his sight.

He caught sight of Master Zhong, and he saw some formidable figures within each box as well.

Two of them caught his attention.

One was a man with a bare upper body, covered in countless scars. He had many scars on his body in the past, but even compared to his past self, this man's scars were far more significant. His eyes conveyed a mad killing intent, and he must have taken many lives.

The other was a sword-bearer, a sight rarely seen on the streets nowadays; who still carries a sword in modern times? But this person indeed wore a sword at his side.

And Long Xiaoshan could feel Inner Strength emanating from him; this was a Huang Level Martial Artist.

Beyond these two individuals,

there were some who seemed quite formidable, but they no longer caught Long Xiaoshan's interest.

Long Xiaoshan retracted his Heavenly Eye.

He had originally wanted to look for Yu Cheng, but since Wei Zhentian was not here yet, it was evident that Yu Cheng was also absent.

Long Xiaoshan, out of boredom, began cracking walnuts for Chun Tao to eat. With a slight tremor of his hand, the hard walnut shells shattered, leaving the nutmeats intact.

One per second.

Like a magic trick.

This made Chun Tao giggle with laughter.

Wang Sihai watched the couple sprinkle dog food without saying anything.

About ten minutes later, a stir suddenly arose outside; Wang Sihai stood up and said, "Yu Cheng has arrived."