Ultimate Village Doctor

Chapter Six Hundred and Forty-Eight For a moment, countless onlookers came forward one after another, showing a reverence akin to that reserved for heavenly beings, folding their hands in congratulations. Before the battle, nobody had imagined that Qiu Zhen, the newly recognized Grandmaster, would die, but the fact was that Qiu Zhen had vanished, and Long Xiaoshan had survived. One legend had fallen. But a new legend was rising. To kill a Grandmaster, let alone within the Southwest Hidden Sects, even when considered within the entire scope of Hua Country's Secret Sects, was enough to send shockwaves. What more when the creator of such a miracle was a young man of tender years, capable of slaying a Grandmaster. Who knew where his future achievements would end? No matter what origins or identity Long Xiaoshan had, it was no longer important. What mattered was the rise of such a prodigy. It would be an earthquake for the entire Southwest Secret Sects. It might even change the power structure within the Southwest Secret Sects. In the previously placid pond, a flood dragon had suddenly intruded, bringing about unknown variables. But at least for now, Long Xiaoshan didn't have any enmity with the various powers of the Southwest, and everyone was adopting an attitude of first courting and not offending the new Grandmaster Stronghold. After all, within the Southwest Hidden Sects, not many forces truly dared to offend a Grandmaster Level powerhouse. Even if a Sect or a family had Grandmaster Strongholds, they would approach this prodigy capable of killing Grandmasters with caution and awe. Long Xiaoshan stood with his hands behind his back atop the Unihorn Stone. With many forces offering him their compliments and congratulations, he remained impassive. He was not from the Secret Sects, and although he had killed Qiu Zhen, it was because the Iron Palm Gang had posed a threat. To protect his family, he had to nip this threat in the bud. After sweeping away this threat, he had no interest in getting involved in the turbid waters of the Secret Sects. He would return to Hechuan, develop his business, live his life as a humble farmer, and enjoy his days. Therefore, to the olive branches subtly extended by these Secret Sect forces, he was neither warm nor cold, and politely declined. Long Xiaoshan stepped down from the Unihorn Stone and walked towards the group of Wang Chao, Hua Die, and the others. As Long Xiaoshan stepped down, the crowd along the way dispersed on their own, clearing a path for him. At this time, Yellow Spring Pursuing Moon and Rakshasa Lady were incredibly flustered. In their wildest dreams, they couldn't have imagined that Long Xiaoshan would actually win, let alone make Qiu Zhen vanish into thin air. Yellow Spring Pursuing Moon's small eyes caught sight of Long Xiaoshan approaching and nearly burst into tears, hastily hiding behind Rakshasa Lady. Gone was the mischievously arrogant demeanor she had when she first saw Long Xiaoshan. After all, the damn person in front of her was capable of killing a Grandmaster. In her eyes, Long Xiaoshan was no longer just a nuisance; he had become a demon, a mighty and unforgivable demon of great evil. What was worse, she had even made a bet with such a great demon, claiming that if she lost, she would become his child bride. Now she was done for, marked by such a formidable demon; how could she possibly resist? She kept pulling on Rakshasa Lady's clothes from behind, urging in a hushed voice, "Sister Rakshasa, let's run, please take me and run." Rakshasa Lady showed a bitter smile. Run, but where? Running from a being capable of killing a Grandmaster was a joke, right? Not running might be a bit safer, but once you run, they would immediately take notice of you. She took a deep breath, grasped Yellow Spring Pursuing Moon's hand, and consoled her, "Pursuing Moon, don't be afraid first. Even if he is a Grandmaster Level powerhouse, he can't do whatever he wants. Our Yellow Springs Palace is not without its Grandmasters. If he really intends to use force, Sister Rakshasa would rather lose her life than let him succeed." Rakshasa Lady said with a tragic determination. She also knew this was purely to comfort herself. Yellow Springs Palace did have Grandmasters, but distant water can't quench a near thirst. The Grandmasters of Yellow Springs Palace were not here, and Long Xiaoshan was less than ten meters away from them. If he really wanted to take action, he could subdue them in minutes, and even if she fought desperately, it would be useless. She, at the Mid Xuan-Level, even if she possessed some special abilities, was nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot before the divine might of a Grandmaster. Those words were only said to comfort Yellow Spring Pursuing Moon, after all. As she watched Long Xiaoshan approaching with wide eyes, Rakshasa Lady tensed up more than when she had to assassinate the most dangerous target. Unexpectedly, Long Xiaoshan didn't look at her, but walked up to Hua Die, who quickly threw herself into Long Xiaoshan's arms. She had been terrified just now. Qiu Zhen unleashed his final power, shattering half of the Unihorn Stone, and her heart nearly leaped out of her chest. At that moment, she also felt utterly hopeless. She thought Long Xiaoshan was surely dead, but who knew Long Xiaoshan would counterattack and kill Qiu Zhen. Seeing her little handmaiden clinging tightly to him, her little face pale, Long Xiaoshan rubbed her little head and said, "Didn't I tell you? I was sure to win." "Mm-hmm, I know, I knew the master could win," Hua Die hugged Long Xiaoshan extra hard, nodding continuously in his embrace. The expression of tension and relief was more than words could express. Long Xiaoshan had not expected his little handmaiden to be so attached to him. Of the three female slaves he owned, Lan Wan'er and Serpent Enchantress Mei Niang had been intimate with him, but only Hua Die had not, and she had been forced to become his female slave, no less. He had assumed that even if he died, Hua Die might not grieve too much, but seeing her like this, Long Xiaoshan felt a stir of emotion. He held Hua Die for a good while before they separated. Wang Chao had also awakened by this time, but his injuries were grave. Although Long Xiaoshan's treatment had stabilized him, he still couldn't get up. Long Xiaoshan swept his gaze and spotted two figures trying to sneak away. He immediately said, "You two, come here." Those two were none other than Fatty and Skinny Thuoduo. They had seen Long Xiaoshan evaporate Qiu Zhen from the face of the earth. It scared them so much they nearly wet themselves. Long Xiaoshan turned out to be fiercely powerful. Both had been blind at the foot of the mountain, offending a being capable of slaying a Grandmaster. They wished their parents had given them two fewer legs, as they tried to sneak away while Long Xiaoshan stepped down, only to still be discovered by him. Hearing Long Xiaoshan's voice, the two of them were scared stiff. They were about to dash away when Long Xiaoshan flicked his finger, and a fireball shot rapidly in front of them, exploding into a large pit. The two of them immediately stopped in their tracks, turned around trembling, and fell to their knees with a thud. Fat Thuoduo incessantly kowtowed, pleading, "Master Long, spare my life, Master Long, spare my life. It's this...no, little Monk has been blind as a bat, offending your heavenly might. I humbly beg the Grandmaster to spare my life." Long Xiaoshan frowned and said, "Stop the nonsense, get over here." Without another word, Fat Thuoduo started tumbling over. Pfft! Yellow Spring Pursuing Moon quickly covered her mouth; this fat monk was actually rolling over. But apart from her, no one dared to laugh. A Grandmaster's words were commands; who would dare take a Grandmaster's words lightly? If you were told to roll over, then that's what you did. Everyone looked at Long Xiaoshan with even greater reverence. Fat Thuoduo was the top figure of the Southwest Hidden Gates, and his strength had reached the Xuan-level Late Stage, but in front of a Grandmaster, he was still no more than an ant. Watching Fat Thuoduo roll over, the corner of Long Xiaoshan's mouth twitched involuntarily.