The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

Chapter 1134: Chapter 1127: Flicking Grass as Sword (Part 2)

The approaching middle-aged man was tall and strong, with a square face that bore a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to Luuo Jiachen.

However, compared to Luuo Jiachen, he exuded more of a leader’s authority.

The man’s footsteps were hurried, just like the unfading furrow etched on his brow, carrying an air of urgency.

”Greetings, Master Biaan!”

The middle-aged man stepped forward, stopped talking when he saw Biaan Mingyu beside him, suppressed his eagerness, and respectfully saluted the latter.

”Family Head Luuo is too courteous!”

Biaan Mingyu did not dare to put on airs and quickly returned the gesture politely.

”Haha, Master Biaan is here! Cheeng Liang, first let the master sit, do not neglect him! Their mother’s illness is not urgent at this moment!”

A hoarse voice came from the direction of the sofa.

An elderly white-haired old man rose from the main seat, and Yaoyao clasped her fists at Biaan Mingyu.

”It was Cheeng Liang who was reckless! Master Biaan, please come this way!”

The middle-aged man reacted and hastily invited Biaan Mingyu to sit down.

Biaan Mingyu hesitantly glanced at Lin Tian nearby, saw the latter standing expressionless, felt somewhat apprehensive, yet since Lin Tian gave no indication, he ultimately followed along.

Simultaneously, Biaan Mingyu suppressed his inner unease and joked aloud at the elderly man in the main seat of the sofa: ”Mr. Luuo, you’re too polite, this time I come also to seek a glimpse of the Immortal Saint Hand and hope for an opportunity to request his healing!”

”Haha, Master Cheen Yan has not yet arrived, you needn’t hurry, wait until he arrives, then you can bring the matter to him!”

The old man opposite sat down again and waved gently at Biaan Mingyu, lightly chuckling.

”It’s my impatience!”

Biaan Mingyu nodded and sat down afterward.

The middle-aged man also sat down at this time, noticing Lin Tian sitting down as well, frowned, and asked Luuo Jiachen: ”Is he the one you found?”

”Dad, no! Let me introduce, he is Mr. Lin, Lin Tian!”

Luuo Jiachen hurriedly stood up, introduced Lin Tian to the family, and then introduced Lin Tian: ”Mr. Lin, this is my father, Luuo Chengliang...”

After a round of introductions.

Lin Tian understood that the middle-aged man before him was the father of Luuo Jiachen and Luuo Ying, presently the head of the Luuo Family, possessing the Qi Refining Fifth Level.

As a Cultivation Family, having such Cultivation is not surprising.

It could even be said to be a bit low.

Whereas the old man was Luuo Jiachen and Luuo Ying’s grandfather, Luuo Jingwu, a Cultivator of Qi Refining Eighth Level.

In the Mortal World, this is already considered extremely strong.

Even the Peak of Xuan Dao Biaan Mingyu might not be a match for this Luuo Jingwu.

”Mr. Lin, Lin Tian?”

However, at Luuo Jiachen’s introduction, both Luuo Chengliang and Luuo Jingwu froze, feeling the name somewhat familiar.

After a pause, Luuo Chengliang came back to his senses, surprised, saying: ”Is he from the Lin Family?”

”Dad, Mr. Lin is Lin Tian of the Lin Family!”

At this time, Luuo Ying spoke up to remind her father, Luuo Chengliang.

”Lin Tian?”

Luuo Chengliang froze, then finally realized, turned, and looked, eyes landing on Lin Tian, gradually revealing excitement on his face, saying, ”You’re the waste Lin Tian from the Lin Family! You have the Innate Spiritual Energy Master Cheen Yan mentioned! Since you are from the Lin Family, it will be easier!”

”What, this little guy is the one recently rumored in Yanjing as the Lin Tian of the Lin Family, considered a waste? Actually possessing Innate Spiritual Energy! But he’s weak in nature, incompetent, and destined to accomplish little!”

Luuo Jingwu also looked up in surprise, speaking with a tone of regret.

Their words drastically changed the expressions of Luuo Jiachen, Luuo Ying, and Biaan Mingyu.

”Grandfather, Dad, that’s not true!”

Luuo Jiachen was panicked and quickly told them: ”You mustn’t believe the current widespread rumors of being a waste in Yanjing. Mr. Lin is not only a high-level Cultivator but also a master of Medical Skill. He came this time to heal Mom, not because of possessing Innate Spiritual Energy!”

”Wait!”

Opposite, Luuo Chengliang and Luuo Jingwu were bewildered, and Luuo Chengliang quickly interrupted Luuo Jiachen, saying: ”He’s Lin Tian of the Lin Family, and you say he’s a high-level Cultivator and a medical master? Are you sure you’re not mistaken?”

”Dad, how could it be wrong! It’s the fools spreading the rumors everywhere who made the mistake!”

Luuo Jiachen was more panicked, repeatedly explaining, finally he turned to Lin Tian respectfully: ”Mr. Lin, could you please explain to my grandfather and father?”

”It was just a chance encounter, and I thought well of Luuo Jiachen, so I came for a look! I can cure his mother’s illness!”

Lin Tian smiled calmly, looked up at Luuo Chengliang, and said: ”I am the Lin Tian from the Lin Family, the so-called waste in your imagination!”

”It truly is him!”

Luuo Chengliang was stunned on his face, then frowned, shouted at Luuo Jiachen: ”Your sister is still young and doesn’t understand, but how do you get confused too? If he were a high-level Cultivator and a medical master, then Master Biaan and Master Cheen would have lived for nothing! Master Biaan wouldn’t be here asking Saint Guu for his little granddaughter’s illness!”

This speech left Luuo Jiachen speechless, unsure how to respond.

But Lin Tian still carried a smile on his face, his expression calm.

”Ah... I should have thought of this, truly foolish!”

Beside him, Biaan Mingyu suddenly slapped his forehead. He had previously felt the terrifying medical skills of Lin Tian, but hadn’t thought of asking him to look at his granddaughter. It was only at this moment that he realized.

It’s a classic case of being blinded by proximity—he had only been thinking about finding an opportunity to meet the Immortal Saint.

”What’s going on? What kind of cultivation master, medical expert?”

Suddenly, a low, authoritative voice came from outside.

A middle-aged man dressed in a gray robe stepped in.

”Master Cheen!”

Seeing this man appear, everyone except Lin Tian stood up in haste, respectfully greeting him.

This man was none other than Cheen Yan!

Cheen Yan, a medical specialist from Sword Saint Mountain, with cultivation at Qi Refining Ninth Level, was especially notable for being the chief disciple of the Sword Saint Mountain Medical Master, Guu Liangsheng!

”Have you found the person?”

Cheen Yan carried a bundle, from which wafted the fragrant scent of herbal medicine. As he entered, he glanced around and noticed Lin Tian sitting there, unfamiliar to him. Instantly, he asked, ”Is it him?”

”This...”

Luuo Chengliang was momentarily at a loss for words.

But Luuo Jiachen looked at Cheen Yan and said, ”Master Cheen, the person hasn’t been found! He’s Lin Tian, invited here to treat my mother. He claims he can cure her!”

”Lin Tian? Hmm, isn’t he the infamous Lin Family failure everyone’s tired of hearing about?”

Initially shocked, Cheen Yan frowned and said, ”Can he cure your mother? Are you joking with me!”

”Master Cheen, Nephew Luuo speaks the truth. Mr. Lin indeed possesses extraordinary medical skills!”

Biaan Mingyu clasped his hands together and spoke up.

”Hmph, Biaan Mingyu, are you also here to make a fool of me?”

Cheen Yan’s expression turned cold, scolding Biaan Mingyu.

Biaan Mingyu’s face immediately changed, not daring to respond.

”Master?”

Lin Tian turned to look at Cheen Yan, sizing him up, and smirked, ”A mere illness you couldn’t resolve, yet you need to sacrifice others for treatment. You truly insult the title of master!”

Meanwhile, Lin Tian’s Divine Sense already enveloped the Siheyuan, observing Luuo Jiachen’s mother unconscious on the bed. He discerned her symptoms, and was fully confident in treating her.

These words shocked Luuo Chengliang and Luuo Jingwu.

Cheen Yan’s face turned cold, angrily shouting, ”Bold! Insolent child, you dare speak to me like this! Truly ignorant of the heights of heaven!”

”Lin Tian, kneel and apologize to Master Cheen! Otherwise, I will have to educate you on behalf of that old man Lin Zhenxiu!”

Luuo Jiachen’s grandfather, Luuo Jingwu, joined in, shouting forcefully.

”Senior Brother, what happened?”

At this moment, faint footsteps were heard outside, and a young girl stepped in.

”Master Bi!”

Seeing the girl come in, Luuo Jingwu and the others quickly saluted.

Lin Tian heard the voice and felt familiarity, looking over, finally stunned.

The newcomer was unexpectedly Bi Zhenyun, whom he met at the Zeng Family’s Tianxiang Villa in Jinling City.

”Junior Sister, there’s an insolent fellow here insulting me, worthy of death!”

Cheen Yan’s anger rose, coldly replying.

Bi Zhenyun glanced around, her gaze landing on Lin Tian, momentarily losing her composure.

But swiftly, Bi Zhenyun reacted, pointing at Lin Tian, tremblingly saying to Cheen Yan, ”Senior Brother, he... he is...”

”Don’t be surprised, he’s that incompetent Lin Tian from the Yanjing Lin Family! If he doesn’t quench my anger today, I’ll take him directly to the Lin Family for a visit...”

Cheen Yan kept a stern face, continuing coldly, his icy eyes fixed on Lin Tian.

”Hehe, I’m just speaking the truth! I don’t have time to mince words with you now; treating the patient is urgent!”

Lin Tian chuckled, completely unconcerned, shaking his head.

”Ignorant child, you’re courting death!”

Seeing Lin Tian show such disdain, Cheen Yan could no longer hold back, shouting furiously and striking out.

Whoosh~

But at that moment, Lin Tian stood up, his aura erupting, terrifying True Qi shattering the bundle on Cheen Yan, and scattering a pile of herbs.

In a flash, one of the herb leaves was drawn to Lin Tian.

He pointed in the air, pinching the leaf, and then flicked it out.

Nearly a foot of sharp light suddenly surged from the leaf, flickering unpredictably.

Whoosh~

The leaf, like a sharp sword, pierced through Cheen Yan’s attacking palm and finally embedded into the wall, vanishing within without a trace of the leaf.