Medic Martial Dragon King

Chapter 2439: Chapter 2443: About to Break Out

”Master, I really want to kill Meng Youyuan right now. I’m not joking, it’s not to teach him a lesson; I truly want to kill him!”

Hu Yiqiu was enveloped in a formidable aura of murderous intent as he abruptly turned his head to glare at the crowd of Pill Masters: ”And them! If I could, I would take action now and kill them all! Wipe them out completely!”

The crowd of Pill Masters shuddered inwardly, all looking at Hu Yiqiu in fear. They could clearly perceive the murderous intent emanating from him. Unlike Elder Zhu’s, which was meant to intimidate, Hu Yiqiu’s current murderous intent truly harbored the will to kill!

”Elder Jiu, what are you babbling about?”

Taiyuan Chancellor frowned, looking at Hu Yiqiu with displeasure.

”Babbling? Am I babbling?”

Hu Yiqiu’s expression turned hideous as he growled: ”Probing another’s Sea of Consciousness—shouldn’t Meng Youyuan die for that? Seeking another’s legacy—shouldn’t this bunch of bastards die for that? Tai Yuan, tell me, should they die?”

Taiyuan Chancellor furrowed his brows deeply, staring intensely at Hu Yiqiu. He could feel that something was very wrong with Hu Yiqiu—buried deep in his eyes was profound self-reproach.

Wu Xianxia glanced at Hu Yiqiu, then at Jiang Chen, her brows furrowing tightly as a hint of deep thought crossed her eyes.

”Master, you don’t need to do this. This isn’t your fault! Please wait a moment, your disciple has something to tell you!”

Jiang Chen’s voice rang out, but at the moment, he was focused on alchemy and did not turn his head.

Sigh!

”Alright.”

Hu Yiqiu let out a long breath, nodding heavily, his voice tinged with loneliness and regret.

Everyone’s expressions became serious; Hu Yiqiu’s reaction made them sense something unusual. Even Tai Yuan’s expression grew solemn as he suddenly felt he might have done something wrong.

The great hall fell into complete silence; even Elder Zhu refrained from questioning Hu Yiqiu further. He could feel that Hu Yiqiu seemed to have returned to his state of a century ago when his Primordial Spirit was injured, and this realization made his heart tremble fiercely.

Yun Tao swept a glance over everyone, sighed inwardly, and said nothing. Often training with Jiang Chen, he understood Jiang Chen more deeply than Hu Yiqiu. At this moment, he also guessed something, but regarding this, he was powerless—this was Jiang Chen’s path, and he could not persuade him otherwise!

The passage of time continued in this eerie silence, and by the third day, Meng Youyuan reappeared in the grand hall of the Elixir Medicine Pavilion. However, apart from being greeted courteously by the crowd of Pill Masters and juniors, his appearance did not elicit any reaction from Hu Yiqiu or others.

Not long after Meng Youyuan’s appearance, wisps of elixir fragrance wafted from within the alchemy cauldron.

”This, this, this...”

”Did the refining succeed?!”

Gulp! Gulp!

The crowd of Pill Masters were taken aback, sounds of gulping and swallowing reverberating in the hall.

Meng Youyuan’s eyes gleamed with sharpness, staring straight at Jiang Chen, a glint of greed flashing in his gaze.

Swish!

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Meng Youyuan.

Hu Yiqiu stared firmly into Meng Youyuan’s eyes, his face covered in frost.

”Elder Jiu, what are you doing?”

Meng Youyuan furrowed his brows and spoke solemnly.

Elder Zhu, Tai Yuan, and all others looked towards Hu Yiqiu.

Slice!

Hu Yiqiu raised his hand and slashed across the other hand, a cut appearing with blood dripping out.

Everyone was startled, looking at Hu Yiqiu with bewilderment.

”Meng Youyuan, Meng Changde, listen up! I, Hu Yiqiu, hereby make a Heavenly Dao Blood Oath—if you dare to target anything of Young Jiang again, I will kill you!”

Hu Yiqiu glanced at Meng Youyuan, then at Meng Changde, speaking in a chilling tone: ”I will mobilize every available connection to kill you, even if it means going to Canglan City to kneel and beg Luan’er to send someone; I will kill you! If I violate this oath, may I be struck by heavenly tribulation, perish, and my Dao scatter!”

Buzz!

A majestic aura arose, and a blood-colored mark briefly lit up on Hu Yiqiu’s brow.

”Little drunkard!”

Elder Zhu exclaimed, flashing to Hu Yiqiu’s side, about to say something, but upon meeting Hu Yiqiu’s gaze, he immediately shut his mouth.

This gaze was all too familiar—it’s the gaze Hu Yiqiu had when he returned to the academy after Xu Cui’er’s death, speaking of the foe who caused her demise!

”You...”

Meng Youyuan trembled fiercely inside, staring at Hu Yiqiu in disbelief, terror filling his eyes.

Everyone watched Hu Yiqiu with wide-open mouths, astonished.

This was a Heavenly Dao Blood Oath! An oath that would inevitably be fulfilled! Elder Jiu, he...

The crowd glanced at Hu Yiqiu, then at Jiang Chen, their expressions complex beyond description—they never expected Hu Yiqiu would go to such lengths for Jiang Chen.

”Open!”

At this moment, a low shout sounded.

Everyone turned to look.

The fire under the alchemy cauldron had been extinguished, and Jiang Chen had slapped the cauldron lid open.

A rich and pure fragrance wafted from within the alchemy cauldron, refreshing one’s mind and clarifying one’s thoughts.

”Teacher, receive the Dao Seed!”

Jiang Chen shouted again.

Swish!

A flame-like radiance brightened on his forehead, a fiery red Dao Seed flew out from Jiang Chen’s brow, heading towards Sang Zhenye.

Sang Zhenye’s brow twitched, absorbing the Dao Seed into his Sea of Consciousness, slowly opening his eyes.

As the Dao Seed left his body, Jiang Chen’s face immediately turned pale, his whole body like a steaming sauna, exuding mist, sweat beads seeping from his forehead, and his body swayed backward.

”Jiang Chen!”

”Young Master!”

”Young Jiang!”

”Junior Brother!”

Exclamations filled the air, Sang Zhenye caught hold of Jiang Chen, while Hu Yiqiu and others quickly moved to his side.

”Master, there’s no need for this.”

Jiang Chen opened his fatigued eyes, looking at Hu Yiqiu with deep guilt.

”It’s worth it! It’s worth it!”

Hu Yiqiu understood Jiang Chen was referring to his Heavenly Dao Blood Oath and nodded repeatedly, then produced an elixir for Jiang Chen to consume, looking at his haggard face with heartache: ”Say nothing for now, just recover. If you still acknowledge me as your master, then recover first, and once you’re better, whatever you do, I’ll support you!”

Jiang Chen froze momentarily at these words, a wave of warmth passing through his heart; he nodded heavily, sitting cross-legged in Sang Zhenye’s support, closing his eyes to rest.

Swish!

As everyone was guarding Jiang Chen, a figure leapt beside the alchemy cauldron, peering inside.

”You damn fool!”

Hu Yiqiu shouted loudly, a longsword exuding wine fragrance appeared instantly in his hand, and he slashed fiercely.

”Hu Yiqiu!”

Meng Youyuan shouted sharply, raising his hand to block the sword.

”Old bastard! Let’s go again!”

Elder Zhu cursed loudly, his whole body vibrating.

Buzz!

The overwhelming aura manifested once again; everyone froze, and then the same scenario unfolded; when everyone’s consciousness returned to their bodies, Elder Zhu and Meng Youyuan were nowhere to be found!