Medical and Martial God

”Ming Yue’s phone is unreachable, and another cruise ship is heading toward Biluo Island. What does this mean?” Qin Qing asked.

Ye Xiu shook his head. ”With Ming Yue out of touch, I can’t guess the intentions of the three Judicator Families. I’ll have to go to the port myself to see what’s on that cruise ship.”

”I’ll come with you,” Qin Qing said.

”Alright!”

Ye Xiu nodded, retrieved the Huang Quan Suit from upstairs, and the two of them immediately set off.

When they arrived at the northern port of Biluo Island, they found that the place was already crowded. Leading the group was none other than the President of the Necromancers Association, Bruce.

Far out at sea, a massive cruise ship, like a seven-story building floating on the water, was bearing down on the port.

”A ship that huge must be carrying thousands of people, right?” Qin Qing remarked, clicking her tongue.

”They wouldn’t need such a large ship if they were only transporting a few people,” Ye Xiu said, agreeing with her assessment. ”Come on, let’s get on top of those shipping containers for a better view.”

”Okay!” The two of them climbed to the top of a stack of containers and lay there, watching from a distance. They were only a little over a hundred meters away from where Bruce and his group were standing.

At the port, Bruce saw the 160 people behind him, their bodies tense and their expressions solemn. ”Are you all this scared by a mere cruise ship?” he taunted.

Galava, the Sect Hierarch of the Xuan Ming Sect, said, ”This cruise ship is enormous. It’s like a seven-story building sailing across the sea. There must be at least a few thousand people on board, and there are only 161 of us...”

Yan Long added gravely, ”The three Judicator Families must have an ace up their sleeve to come here so openly. Their intentions are definitely hostile!”

The others also began to voice their worries and fears. It wasn’t that they were cowards; by daring to come to Biluo Island, they had already prepared to die in battle. It was simply that they knew all too well how terrifying the three Judicator Families were. For over two thousand years, countless of their ancestors had met tragic deaths at their hands. If there were thousands of people on that cruise ship, their group of 161 stood no chance.

”I am an Eighth Realm practitioner,” Bruce scolded. ”Among you 160, there are ten at the Seventh Realm, fifty at the Sixth, and one hundred at the Fifth. With such a powerful lineup, if we can’t even handle the people from a single cruise ship sent by the Judicator Families, then every Martial Artist on Biluo Island might as well just kill themselves.”

He had hoped his words would ignite their fighting spirit, but after he spoke, he found their morale had sunk even lower.

Just then, Meng Yinwan said, ”Don’t forget, we have Huang Quan backing us. If the people on that ship are too strong, Huang Quan won’t sit idly by. Besides, I suspect he’s already nearby.”

At the mention of Huang Quan, everyone’s spirits lifted.

That’s right! If they knew the Judicator Families had sent people, how could Huang Quan not know? He had to be close!

Bruce watched as the tension in the 160 people vanished in an instant, replaced by an overwhelming surge of fighting spirit and killing intent.

My entire speech didn’t have as much impact as the name ’Huang Quan’.

He felt immensely frustrated.

Just then, the large cruise ship docked. Over 2,000 people disembarked in an orderly fashion. At the head of the group was a youth in lavish clothes with a frivolous air. Following him was a middle-aged couple, and behind them, over 2,000 people marched in five columns, each carrying a case.

HISS! So many? Bruce and his group drew a sharp breath.

Yan Long, Galava, and the other 160 didn’t show any fear, confident that Huang Quan was nearby. Bruce, however, grew nervous, his hand unconsciously gripping the hilt of his sword.

”Do you see that middle-aged couple behind the young man?” Qin Qing whispered. ”That tall, incredibly muscular man is Kristina’s father, Tu La. Leng Yue and I have met him. It’s unbelievable that he’s following behind such a flippant young man!”

A playful look crossed Ye Xiu’s face. ”He must be planning to act weak to prey on the strong. As for the over 2,000 people behind him, they are almost certainly from Taoism. And it looks like Taoism has come out in full force. See? There are even children.”

Qin Qing looked and saw that he was right. There were quite a few children in the crowd, the youngest only four or five years old. She asked, bewildered, ”Why would the three Judicator Families allow Taoism to bring children to Biluo Island?”

Ye Xiu was about to answer when he saw Bruce and Tu La’s groups meeting. ”We’ll talk later,” he said. ”First, let’s hear what they have to say.”

Qin Qing nodded, holding her breath and straining her ears. Even with her strength, she would have to concentrate to hear clearly from over a hundred meters away.

At that moment, as Bruce and Meng Yinwan’s group of 161 watched the youth lead over 2,000 people toward them in an imposing and arrogant manner, they all drew their weapons and prepared for a confrontation. The sheer number of opponents was staggering, and their strength was unknown. Even with Huang Quan as their backstop, they had to be cautious.

”Who are you?” Bruce demanded.

”Don’t be nervous, don’t be nervous!” the frivolous youth at the front said with a smile. ”I am the Third Prince of the Eternal Kingdom. My name is Lin Chuan. I am here on the orders of the three Judicator Families, leading a delegation to Biluo Island for negotiations.”

Negotiations? Ye Xiu and Qin Qing exchanged a look, almost blurting out, ”Like we’d believe that!”

Bruce and the others were completely baffled. In war, negotiations were typically proposed by the weaker side when a stalemate was reached. But the war between Biluo Island and the three Judicator Families hadn’t even started, and Biluo Island was clearly the weaker party. What did the Judicator Families mean by coming to negotiate? And they had even sent a heavyweight like the Third Prince to do it.

When something is this unusual, there’s always a catch.

”We do not accept negotiations,” Bruce said flatly, not caring what kind of scheme the Judicator Families had cooked up.

”Don’t flatter yourselves. I’m not here to negotiate with you trash,” the Third Prince, Lin Chuan, said with disdain. ”The person I’m here to negotiate with is Huang Quan!”

Negotiating with Huang Quan? Bruce felt insulted. After all, he was the nominal commander-in-chief of the Allied Forces of martial artists from around the world. For a matter as important as negotiations, Lin Chuan was seeking out Huang Quan instead of him. But he didn’t dare make a decision on Huang Quan’s behalf.

”What do you want to negotiate with Huang Quan about?” he asked.

”Huang Quan captured the little princess of the Golden Family, Kristina. I am here to negotiate for her return,” Third Prince Lin Chuan stated plainly.

What? Bruce and the others were stunned. Huang Quan was incredible! He had actually captured the princess of the Golden Family, one of the three Judicator Families. And they hadn’t known a thing about it. Incredible! Absolutely incredible!

”Negotiations are possible, but you don’t need this many people. I strongly suspect you’re using negotiations as a pretext for some other nefarious purpose,” Bruce said coldly.

Third Prince Lin Chuan scoffed, ”How many people I bring is none of your business. Get lost. Anyone who blocks the way will die!”

Enraged, Bruce commanded, ”Anyone who dares to force their way through will be killed without mercy!”

Meng Yinwan, Yan Long, and the other 160 people immediately assumed attack stances. In response, the over 2,000 Taoist followers also drew their weapons.

In an instant, the situation grew tense, and a battle seemed ready to erupt at any moment.