Peerless Divine Doctor

A series of strong and violent attacks, clashes sounded out, as Ye Luo unleashed 200% of his strength to battle the white-haired elder. The opponent’s strength was two levels higher than Ye Luo’s, but with Ye Luo’s supreme agility and the power of the Clairvoyant Eye, the elder couldn’t gain any advantage, resulting in a deadlock.

Upon seeing Yan Ling was safe, Ye Luo’s tension finally relaxed. Without further entangling with the elder, he threw a dominating punch and turned around, rushing towards Yan Ling.

”Sister Yan, how are you?”

Ye Luo embraced Yan Ling, looking at the shocking wounds on her body, his eyes filled with a trace of guilt and a surge of intense anger.

”I’m fine, as long as you’re safe.”

Yan Ling touched Ye Luo’s face, smiling with a ghastly pale expression.

”Sister Yan, I’m taking you away now.”

Ye Luo said as he picked up Yan Ling.

”Trying to leave?”

Wu Jianxiong’s face darkened as he saw Ye Luo about to leave.

”What, do you still want to stop me? Then call a few more masters to come out. Just this old man can’t stop me.”

Ye Luo glanced at the white-haired elder with disdain, speaking bluntly.

As for Ye Luo’s remarks, filled with a hint of humiliation, the elder with Innate Late Stage strength did not retort. His eyes showed a hint of shame; with his Innate Late Stage power, he indeed felt embarrassed to be unable to defeat a youth in the Innate Realm Early Phase, but this was the truth.

Ye Luo had also earlier used his Clairvoyant Eye to scan the entire Wu Family. Apart from this strongest figure at the Late Stage of Innate Realm, there were no other masters in the Wu Family stronger than him, which was why Ye Luo dared to barge into the Wu Family alone.

As for Wu Jianxiong, his face turned extremely ugly. Underneath his robe, his fists clenched involuntarily, his eyes flickering with a fierce and chilling light as he watched Ye Luo.

”Let them go.”

Seconds later, Wu Jianxiong’s deep voice rose, evidently making a compromise.

Now, the Wu Family indeed did not stand much chance of stopping Ye Luo. His strength had greatly exceeded Wu Jianxiong’s expectations, plus with the involvement of the special security agency, if he truly wished to harm Ye Luo, he would probably offend this national organization.

And like that, Ye Luo carried Yan Ling out of the Wu Family’s gates in a dignified manner.

”I swear on the ancestors of the Wu Family, one day, I will make you pay for my son’s death.”

Just as Ye Luo was about to step out of the Wu Family compound, Wu Jianxiong’s chilling voice came through, casting a sinister chill.

Ye Luo stopped in his tracks, turned around with a sharp gaze, and coldly said, ”Sooner or later, I will make the Wu Family pay the price for what they did today.”

To Wu Yingxiong’s words, Ye Luo replied indifferently, turned around carrying Yan Ling, and left the Wu Family. Mingyue swept her eyes at Wu Jianxiong, waved her hand, and led the members of the special security agency out, following Ye Luo away from the Wu Family.

For a time, the intense battle at the Wu Family finally came to a halt, returning to calmness, yet the Wu Family now lay in desolation, a scene of complete disarray, with countless bodies strewn about and the air was heavy with the thick scent of blood and death.

This time, the Wu Family had been thoroughly humiliated by Ye Luo. Not only did they fail to have Ye Luo and Yan Ling buried with Wu Yingxiong, but they also suffered the loss of so many men.

Since Ye Luo had left the Wu Family, Wu Jianxiong’s face had turned exceedingly grim, like the oppressive atmosphere before an impending storm, making one feel extremely suffocated.

Meanwhile, Ye Luo had already carried Yan Ling away from the Wu Family and found a hotel nearby, where he rented a room to tend to her wounds.

Gently laying Yan Ling on the bed, Ye Luo observed the whip marks all over her body, and a surge of rage uncontrollably welled up inside him, his fists tightly clenched, his breathing heavy.

At this moment, Yan Ling was pulling on Ye Luo’s hand, saying, ”Don’t be angry now, am I not alright?”

”If something had happened to you, I would have definitely annihilated the Wu Family today, to make them pay for your life.”

Ye Luo said coldly, his tone so certain, while Mingyue standing by the side was slightly moved, looking at Yan Ling lying on the bed, her pupils reflecting a complicated light.

”Alright, I’m going to clean your wounds now. It might hurt a bit, so you’ll need to bear it.”

Ye Luo’s expression softened incredibly as he spoke, glancing at Mingyue who then promptly left the room.

Looking at the wounds on Yan Ling’s body, Ye Luo had a complex expression, feeling immensely guilty in his heart, while Yan Ling, seeing the horrifying wounds on herself, had a worried look as she glanced at Ye Luo.

”Will these leave scars?”

Seeing the worried and anxious look on Yan Ling’s face, Ye Luo couldn’t help but smile and said, ”Even if scars remain, I will not abandon you.”

Yan Ling’s expression changed, ”So it’s really going to leave scars?”

Caressing Yan Ling’s face, Ye Luo said, ”Do you think with me, the Divine Doctor, here, I would let you have scars?”

”You, you actually dared to scare me,” Yan Ling glared fiercely at Ye Luo, her eyes still captivating even in such a state.

”Don’t worry, such a flawless body should never be marred by scars; even the heavens would not permit it.”

As he spoke, Ye Luo began to clean her wounds. First, he wiped all the fresh blood from the wounds, then took out a small medicine bottle and poured some white powder onto all the injuries across her body.

Suddenly, Yan Ling furrowed her brows slightly, displaying a hint of pain, letting out a soft grunt through her nose, but she bit her lip resolutely, forcibly enduring the pain.

Soon after, Ye Luo’s hands began to caress all over Yan Ling’s body, his Nine Yang True Qi flowing out from his palms into the wounds, and quickly, the wounds miraculously began to scab over.

In today’s world, probably only Ye Luo had the ability to achieve such a feat. If any renowned doctor or scholar in the world were to witness this, they would probably be shocked out of their minds, exclaiming it as impossible.

This was, after all, like Wolverine from the mutants, defying common sense, or like a vampire from Western mythology. The rate at which Yan Ling’s wounds were healing was undoubtedly as rapid as Wolverine’s. Moreover, this type of healing was not only fast, but there also was no possibility of infection, and most crucially for a woman, it absolutely didn’t leave any scars!

Ye Luo poured his Nine Yang True Qi into her unreservedly, healing Yan Ling with all his might. Even if he exhausted his True Qi, he wouldn’t stop, because the woman before him was his, Ye Luo’s, woman!