Super War God in the City

Lan Xingyuan took a deep breath and noticing Ling Fan's calm composure, he thought of the terrifying master behind Ling Fan who could teach such an excellent disciple. He couldn't help but feel a bit more composed and hopeful as well.

"Young Master Ling, I wonder what your conditions are. As long as you can help me subdue the Witchcraft Sect, Lan will do everything in his power!" Lan Xingyuan said with a grave voice.

He couldn't help but glance at his daughter beside him. This young man before them seemed quite impressive, and if Ling Fan wished to marry Lan Zihan, as long as his daughter nodded in agreement, he would not hesitate to consent.

Finding a son-in-law who could ride a dragon was rare, and he was very optimistic about Ling Fan's potential. At such a young age, his future was limitless.

Lan Zihan, feeling the meaning in her father's gaze, couldn't help blushing shyly and lowered her head, sneaking glances at Ling Fan from the corner of her eye.

Ling Fan immediately spoke earnestly, "Sect Hierarch, I have some disagreements with the Eight Major Sects, and when necessary, I hope the Witchcraft Sect can lend me a helping hand!"

This request was just a precaution and might not even be necessary.

Lan Xingyuan and his daughter were taken aback by Ling Fan's words. His request was not excessive; it was a simple favor.

"Haha, I thought it was something serious. The Witchcraft Sect and the Eight Major Sects have long held deep grudges. As long as you can help me resolve the internal strife within the Witchcraft Sect, when the critical moment comes, why wouldn't we follow your command!" Lan Xingyuan laughed heartily.

If Ling Fan could help him resolve the internal chaos, it would be a debt of reconstruction, and to Lan Xingyuan, the other party's request really wasn't much!

Ling Fan nodded upon hearing this, "Is there a quiet chamber here? I will first help you with your hidden illness."

During their conversation, Ling Fan's Divine Sense had already surreptitiously probed Lan Xingyuan's physical condition. Although it was somewhat tricky, it was not beyond cure!

"What? Ling Fan, are you saying that you can cure my father's hidden illness?" Lan Zihan was shocked, and immediately overjoyed.

Lan Xingyuan was also stunned, startled by Ling Fan's words. He knew his own condition best.

He had been tormented by this hidden illness for many years, tried all sorts of means, but all were to no avail. And yet this young man before him claimed he had a way to cure it?

"Young man, do not deceive me. My meridians are damaged, and even a Daluo Golden Immortal would find it difficult to heal," Lan Xingyuan said, shaking his head while his eyes showed a fervent hope.

Ling Fan smiled indifferently, "I have my methods, but during the treatment, there must be no disturbances whatsoever.

Otherwise, not only will all efforts be wasted, but lives could also be at risk!"

"How long will it take?" Lan Zihan asked eagerly with delight.

"If it's quick, half a day, if it's slow, a day. It should be possible to heal you before the grand meeting tomorrow!" Ling Fan estimated in his mind.

Upon hearing this, Lan Xingyuan was greatly moved and quickly said, "There's no time to lose, let's begin immediately!"

He then gave instructions and cautions to Lan Zihan, saying that even if the sky fell, she must hold it steady.

He then led Ling Fan to the secret chamber used for seclusion.

...

Meanwhile, key figures of the Zhu Rong Lineage gathered together, discussing what strategies to employ.

"Brother Dong, what do you think of today's event?" Jia Qingsheng asked solemnly.

"What else can I think? I suspect that Lan Xingyuan planned this show to scare the tiger off. I just didn't expect him to find such an exceptional youngster!" Shu Xing Yan huffed coldly.

"Haha, what he probably didn't expect even more is that this youngster he found is so brazen, he even offended our most important ally, Di Jiang Peak!" Liang Cheng'en sneered.

Earlier, Lan Xingyuan's expression when he saw Ruan Yulong was noticed by him.

"Gentlemen, regarding tomorrow's Wushen Grand Meeting, I have a feeling something's amiss. It's not good—Lan Xingyuan might take the opportunity to make his move!" Lu Hongshuo said with a grave expression.

"Hmm, things have escalated to this point; there's bound to be a conclusion. Tomorrow's meeting will likely be anything but peaceful!

"Brother Dong, hesitation can lead to disaster. I hope you will make a decision soon!" Jia Qingsheng said in a deep voice.

Upon his words, everyone's gaze fell on Dong Yanghua, waiting for his stance.

"Peak Master Dong, Tianwu Peak is willing to lend you a helping hand!" Yu Yongchang, who had been silent up until now, suddenly spoke up.

The crowd was startled at first but then became invigorated. Yu's statement was undoubtedly a strong boost for everyone in the Zhu Rong Lineage!

Dong Yanghua pondered for a moment, his eyes flickering. "Thank you, Master Yu, for seeing the light. Lan Xingyuan has a hidden ailment, and it's very serious!"

With that explosive news from Dong Yanghua, everyone was caught off guard.

This matter had been whispered about in the sect for more than a day or two, but there had been no solid proof.

Just now, when Lan Xingyuan appeared and repelled Dong Yanghua with a powerful blow, making it seem effortless, everyone was puzzled as to why Dong Yanghua would make such a claim.

"During our fight, although he appeared overpowering and had the upper hand, don't forget what my Divine Elements are!" Dong Yanghua said with a secretive smile.

The crowd was taken aback and then realized in an instant. Dong Yanghua's enlightenment was of the Wood Element Divine Power, which gave him a special perception of the life force. Could it be he discovered something amiss?

"I've been contemplating this for a while. During our exchange, Lan Xingyuan seemed strong on the surface, but after executing an extremely powerful strike, his breathing became unstable, somewhat intermittent!

Moreover, there is an unstable fluctuation within his Origin Force waves!

Therefore, I am certain that his meridians are damaged. Otherwise, over these years, he would have already stepped into the God Realm. He shouldn't have remained stagnant!" Dong Yanghua emphatically declared.

His words again sent a surge of excitement through the crowd, faces lighting up with joy.

"My friends, unworthy as he is of his position, at tomorrow's grand meeting, what do you think we should do?" Dong Yanghua looked around, speaking indifferently.

"Hehe, of course, the able should occupy it," Liang Cheng'en said with a light smile.

Immediately, everyone expressed their support, and seeing the consensus formed, Dong Yanghua nodded. "Just to be safe, I'll go to the Back Mountain Forbidden Area to see the Ascetic Practitioner right away!"

"The Peak Master of Di Jiang Peak has arrived!" Just then, the voice of a Messenger Disciple rang out from outside.

The crowd was momentarily stunned by the announcement. This guy was tough as nails—a wild card—and the pivot point of tomorrow's great meeting was still on him.

As the Messenger Disciple finished, a man with a fierce gaze made his entrance.

Everyone turned to look—it was none other than Ruan Wei Mao from Di Jiang Peak.

Ruan Wei Mao had been in seclusion, but the events that unfolded on Zhu Rong Peak regarding Ruan Yulong were quickly brought to his ears.

When he hurried over and discovered Ruan Yulong's condition, he exploded with rage, his composure shattering.

Ruan Yulong's condition was more than just dire. His cultivation was completely ruined, a fate even crueller than death.

"Peak Master Dong, at tomorrow's grand meeting, do you have any plans?" Ruan Wei Mao asked, his face ashen, his tone icy and penetrating.

Seeing his attitude and expression, the crowd was unclear about his intentions, and for a moment, no one spoke up!

"Peak Master Dong, at tomorrow's grand meeting, I want to seek justice for my son. You, Zhu Rong Peak, can rest assured, I, Di Jiang Peak, vow not to lend the slightest bit of support to the Wushen Lineage!" Ruan Wei Mao declared resoundingly.

With these words, the whole crowd trembled, and Ruan Wei Mao's stance was undoubtedly a death sentence for the Wushen Lineage.

Yu Yongchang, seeing Ruan Wei Mao switch sides, felt a silent sense of introspection.

"It is truly said that one can commit unavoidable sins, yet self-inflicted ones cannot be lived with. Lan Xingyuan, your downfall is all of your own doing!" Yu Yongchang mused to himself.

"Hahaha, fortune favors me! Lan Xingyuan's time is up. Brother Ruan, with your words, I am completely at ease!" Dong Yanghua laughed heartily, utterly satisfied.