Peerless Divine Doctor

Chapter 1146: Chapter 1146: Dealing with Mo Feng

Since the opponent was an expert from the Controlling Qi Realm, Ye Luo naturally needed to bring out an expert from the Controlling Qi Realm as well. After all, he wasn’t without his own Controlling Qi Realm experts to stand firm.

”You’re Ye Luo!”

As soon as Ye Luo walked in, a voice cold as thunder exploded next to his ear, causing his eardrums to buzz as if they were about to be shattered.

”What’s with the shouting, thinking you’re great just because you’re loud, don’t you know too much noise is a public disturbance?”

Ye Luo dug at his ear, cursing with an indignant face.

Hearing Ye Luo’s words, Mo Feng’s face instantly darkened, and his eyes flickered with a cold light. Beside him, Zhao Gang was sweating profusely, his mouth twitching.

Beside Mo Feng stood an old man with a face as somber as a vulture’s, staring at Ye Luo with a thick intent to kill. It was Sun Zhenying, the second elder of the Sun Family.

Initially, after Ye Luo had killed the young master of the Sun Family, Sun Yu, Sun Zhenying had personally sought to kill him. However, due to War God’s intervention, he hadn’t succeeded, and now he was facing Ye Luo again.

”Boy, you’re quite arrogant!”

Mo Feng approached Ye Luo, his face ominously dark, his eyes flashing with icy coldness.

A terrifying aura spread out from his body and pressed towards Ye Luo, but it had absolutely no effect.

”Young people should be a bit arrogant!”

Ye Luo sneered coldly.

”But young people who are too arrogant will only die faster.”

Mo Feng retorted coldly.

”Those who die too fast simply lack the ability. As for someone capable and powerful like me, I’ll live much longer. And those who offend me will only die a most miserable death.”

Ye Luo spoke, his eyes coldly sweeping over Mo Feng.

”Kid, you really don’t know how high the sky is, do you know who stands in front of you? This is Elder Mo Feng, one of the Eight Grand Elders of the Tian Group, with the strength of the Controlling Qi Realm. Dealing with you would be as easy as waving a hand.”

Sun Zhenying stared at Ye Luo with a cold murderous glint in his eyes.

”I don’t know what strength he has, but I know that you’re complete trash in front of me.”

Ye Luo looked disdainfully at Sun Zhenying, whose face instantly became incredibly ugly.

”It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, and you’ve become more arrogant. If it weren’t for War God’s help last time, you’d be dead by now. Today you dare to be so arrogant; I will avenge Yu’er by killing you, you wretched cur!”

Sun Zhenying moved and lunged at Ye Luo, a terrifying force of True Yuan power bursting forth, attempting to annihilate Ye Luo.

Bang!

But before Sun Zhenying could even touch Ye Luo, a dull sound was heard, and immediately after, his body flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

This scene shocked both Zhao Gang and Mo Feng, their eyes revealing a hint of surprise as they turned their gaze to the Judge standing next to Ye Luo, who had intervened just now.

”Cough cough... Puh!”

Lying on the ground, Sun Zhenying coughed violently and spat out another mouthful of blood. Although the Judge had not used full force, being an expert at the Controlling Qi Realm level, he had still seriously injured Sun Zhenying, as if all his internal organs had shifted.

Mo Feng eyed the Judge with a trace of astonishment and wariness flashing through his eyes.

”Who are you? Why are you attacking at the base of my special security bureau and injuring a Tian Group Elder?”

Mo Feng stared at the Judge and asked sternly, but the latter completely ignored Mo Feng. The Judge’s expression remained cold, and he took his place behind Ye Luo again like a servant.

Seeing this, Mo Feng’s pupils contracted, a hint of surprise flashing through his eyes as he looked at Ye Luo. Clearly, he had realized that this person was there to protect Ye Luo.

”Kid, it seems this is the foundation of your arrogance, huh!”

Mo Feng stared coldly at Ye Luo.

”Is there a problem?”

Ye Luo casually glanced at Mo Feng with a shrug.

”Hmph, do you think just because you have a master protecting you, you can do whatever you want? I’m officially informing you now, your qualification to participate in the Qing List competition has been cancelled.”

Mo Feng declared in a stern voice.

Ye Luo’s pupils constricted slightly, narrowing his eyes as he took a step forward, fixing his gaze on Mo Feng and said coldly, ”What right do you have to disqualify me from participating in the Qing Bang Competition? I earned my place fair and square.”

”Because you injured a member of the Tian Group on your own initiative, and previously you also hurt several members of the Tian Group, disrupting the harmony within the Special Security Bureau, so your qualifications have been revoked,”

Mo Feng hummed coldly.

”Hmph, a pile of lousy excuses!”

Ye Luo scoffed with a cold laugh.

”No matter what excuses there are, you are now disqualified from participating in the Qing Bang Competition.”

Mo Feng spat out coldly.

”This qualification I obtained through my own strength; no one can take it away.”

Ye Luo swept a disdainful glance at Mo Feng.

”I am an elder of the Tian Group, I have the authority to revoke your qualification!”

Mo Feng snorted coldly.

”Then it seems I have no choice but to make this elder of the Tian Group disappear.”

A glint of icy light flashed in Ye Luo’s eyes as he spoke coldly.

In an instant, Mo Feng’s face changed, his eyes flickering with uncertainty as he watched Ye Luo: ”What do you mean? Are you planning to kill me?”

”Anyone who is my enemy, no matter who, will not be shown mercy.”

Ye Luo hummed coldly, waving his hand, and immediately the Judges rushed towards Mo Feng, their terrifying momentum erupting instantly.

Boom!

As the Judges attacked, Mo Feng’s expression changed, hurriedly unleashing his own strength to resist. After the fearful strike, Mo Feng staggered backward, his face ashen.

Mo Feng was merely at the second level of the Controlling Qi Realm whereas the Judges’ power had already reached the third level of the Controlling Qi Realm; he was no match at all.

Boom boom boom!

The Judges charged forward, a series of devastating forces unleashed. Two powerful beings in the Controlling Qi Realm began an intense battle here, terrifying ripples of energy released caused everyone around to continuously retreat.

Thud!

Soon after, a muffled sound, like thunder, resonated, and Mo Feng’s body was sent flying backward, collapsing heavily on the ground as a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out.

Upon seeing this scene, Zhao Gang’s face changed, a shock passing through his eyes.

”Cough cough cough...”

Lying on the ground, Mo Feng coughed violently, his complexion deathly pale.

Then the Judges continued walking towards Mo Feng. Seeing the Judges approaching, Mo Feng’s complexion changed and he leaped up from the ground, rapidly moving his hands.

A violent Dragon wind formed around them, turning into a terrifying tornado that carried immense energy, destroying everything in the Special Security Bureau’s base.

(Alright, some things still need to be addressed here. Those who have followed me to this point are my most loyal fans. Thank you. Without you, there would be no ”Little Fiend Doctor” today! Thank you!

I’m now lying in the hospital. My parents are already dozing off from exhaustion next to me. They’ve left my computer at home and forbidden me to bring it, but what they don’t know is that I can still write and upload Chapters with my phone. It’s just that, as one who is clumsy with hands, my typing speed on the phone is painfully slow—so slow it drives one mad. Forgive this person who only knows how to use a computer and hardly ever touches a phone...

The doctor conducted another examination today, and my spine is misaligned; I can’t sit up straight anymore—I have to lean to one side. Of course, I know this is the result of six years of daily writing. There’s no other way. Since I’ve chosen this profession, whatever I achieved must be paid for. The doctor understands my job. He asked me, ”Do you want your novel or your health?” Honestly, I wanted to say that what has sustained me up to now is perseverance. Those who persevere, win. Success is no longer important. At that moment, I wanted to say, ”I want my readers.” Thousands of you await my updates daily, and I can’t let you down. But I didn’t say it because I didn’t want to sadden my parents.

You may not understand what it’s like for a person whose waist is nearly disabled to sit. Yes, I am sitting, but I can’t sit for long periods because my spine can’t handle it. I must switch positions now and then to alleviate the pain in my waist. Of course, this is only temporary. The result is more severe pain and greater physical damage. But what can I do? As we authors discuss in our group chats, if we’re not writing, what’s the difference between us and salted fish?

Seeing your daily comments in the book review area, urging me for updates, discussing the plot—I’m very happy. After all, my work has won your approval, and I want to update as much as I can, but my body simply won’t allow it. The doctor’s suggestion now is to completely give up writing and have surgery to realign the spine. This way, I’d be basically disabled for a year, yeah, and so would this book.

But I’ve refused. I want to finish this book no matter how ill I become—I’m still alive, aren’t I? Finally, I take the liberty of saying, please don’t rush me, can you? I’ve truly tried. Then, I tread lightly as I say that updates might become irregular because I can’t manage my time as freely in the hospital as I can at home. But I want you to know, thanks to the presence of thousands of readers, I will not stop updating—even if it’s just one Chapter a day, I’ll keep going!

This book has gone from seven Chapters a day to six, and now down to five. This pace, I think it’s manageable. Heh, considering the entire circle of authors, my pace is still decent...

Alright, that’s it. I’m writing stealthily in the middle of the night, and when my parents buy me breakfast in the morning, I won’t be able to write. During the day, I’m not sure... I’d like to promise something, like four Chapters a day?

But honestly, I can’t make any promises, sorry! However, please believe me, this book has taken up too much of my time and effort, and I will finish it, and it absolutely won’t be abandoned!

The worst-case scenario is that if I ever stop updating, it might be the day my health completely collapses. If that day ever comes, everyone, disperse, as I won’t be coming back...)