I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 239 Let God Tell You

Youzhou City.

In a rather ordinary mansion, Ouyang Qingfeng, being pushed in a wheelchair, met the patient who needed medical treatment.

Gongsun Liren.

The eldest daughter of Gongsun Sheng, who was only eleven years old.

Throughout Youzhou City, the Gongsun family rose in status due to the esteemed position of Prefect Gongsun Sheng, but in reality, their prosperity was merely a facade.

Because of the changing situation in Youzhou, Gongsun Sheng's control over Youzhou is actually declining, and his act of imprisoning the governor has greatly damaged his political reputation.

As a result, the entire Gongsun family was also walking on thin ice in Youzhou.

Even though she was the daughter of Prefect Gongsun, Gongsun Liren couldn't get a doctor from Luoyang to treat her when she fell ill. She had to search for a famous doctor from Youzhou. In the end, it was Ouyang Qingfeng who brought Gongsun Liren's condition under control.

In reality, Gongsun Liren's illness was at most a difficult and complicated disease, far from being a terminal illness. If she had been sent to Luoyang and carefully treated by a skilled doctor for three months, she could have recovered completely. It was only because she was in the harsh and cold land of Youzhou that her illness recurred every year.

But Gongsun Sheng was reluctant to send his daughter to Luoyang. This dilemma perfectly reflects the current situation of the Gongsun family.

"Greetings, Young Master Qingfeng." The eleven-year-old Gongsun Liren was very polite.

"Miss Gongsun, how have you been? You look quite well." Ouyang Qingfeng clasped her hands in a gesture of respect. There are many disadvantages to not being able to stand up, but they are not all disadvantages. At least one advantage is that she does not have to kneel when she sees the emperor.

“Yes, the weather has warmed up, and the symptoms have stopped.” Gongsun Liren said, and had some pastries brought over: “Sir, you haven’t had breakfast yet, have you? Try these pastries.”

Looking at the innocent and carefree Miss Li, Ouyang Qingfeng maintained a polite smile.

This lady is very nice.

If possible, Ouyang Qingfeng also hoped that such a girl could live a peaceful and happy life. However, Gongsun Sheng's ambition was too great, and he would drag everyone around him into it. No one could escape, let alone his closest relatives.

In the past, Ouyang Qingfeng would have felt regret and helplessness at most, lamenting the impermanence of life.

Unfortunately, he had a game of Go with Bai Xuan yesterday and heard about the "dimensional reduction attack" from a modern person.

Youzhou, which seemed to be in a hopeless situation, had a real chance to be revitalized by the hand of the god.

But he had promised Bai Xuan that he wouldn't tell anyone about it.

Bai Xuan said that this plan was a way out and should not be mentioned unless absolutely necessary.

A gentleman has things he will do and things he will not do. He is a man who values ​​his promises very much. Although he sympathizes with Gongsun Liren, he cannot offer her any help.

“Alright, Miss Li, let’s end our reminiscing here for today…” Ouyang Qingfeng said, “Next, it’s time for the diagnosis and treatment.”

He took out the gold thread he always carried with him.

Gold thread has a high rate of transmission of vital energy, which is why gold thread is used in pulse diagnosis.

When he took out the gold thread, he paused slightly. The once sturdy gold thread was now broken in two in his hand.

Ouyang Qingfeng suddenly had a bad feeling.

……

Bai Xuan unleashed his sword, aiming directly at the brow of the noble young man in brocade robes, his intention being to kill him.

However, this young man in brocade robes was indeed no fool. He seemed to dodge the sword in a panic, but in fact, while dodging, he flicked the sword with his fingers seven or eight times. Each flick caused a ripple, but he failed to shake the flying sword.

The gray-robed old servant snorted coldly and reached for the flying sword with both hands. The Lone Goose Sword was held in the grasp of those eagle-claw-like fingers, constantly struggling to break free. The sound it made was like steel grinding against rock, with sparks flying out.

"Flying sword, a move I've never seen before. Are you from the Dragon Abyss Sword Pool? Or the Western Shu Sword Forest, or..." The noble young man in brocade patted the grass clippings off his clothes, a deeper emotion flashing in his eyes: "Penglai Sword Pavilion?"

As he spoke, he shook his head: "I've been staying in Youzhou for too long recently. In just half a year, I've overlooked such an outstanding person. But it's strange, why can't I sense any flow of energy from you?"

Bai Xuan used his mental power to guide the flying sword and pulled out the Youzhou waist knife stuck in the ground: "Are you usually this talkative?"

“Interesting.” The young man in brocade robes said, patting the leopard beneath him. He then took a step forward, his body leaping up. The enormous leopard transformed into a golden light that surged into his body. At the same time, his hands and feet were covered by arm armor with barbs extending from it. The protruding knuckles on his hands resembled the claws of a Wolverine… This leopard was not an actual spirit beast, but a strange weapon with spiritual power.

Bai Xuan no longer had a sword in his hand, because Gu Wu was being suppressed by the gray-robed old servant, who had followed him closely, but had no intention of making a move. It was obvious that he had noticed his young master's interest in hunting and was therefore watching from the sidelines.

Bai Xuan used a saber to counter the sword. The two weapons were not that different, except that the saber technique involved more slashing and hacking.

The young master in brocade robes was quite skilled, and Bai Xuan especially felt that this person had an extremely strong physique... Huangji Mountain was one of the five major sects in the Northern Five Kingdoms, specializing in body refining techniques. Usually, cultivation is done from the inside out, but Huangji Mountain did the opposite, from the outside in.

Its extraordinary status stems from the fact that it has produced three Heavenly Realm experts in succession, and now the Northern Zhou has one Heavenly Realm expert residing in Huangji Mountain.

This young man in brocade robes has mastered the essence of the Huangji Mountain's inheritance. He possesses the strength to tear tigers and leopards apart with his bare hands, and his physical body is incredibly powerful. He is also extremely fast.

Each move was less about being exquisite and more about being fast and fierce, almost like a spinning top, so tight that there was no way to find a point of attack.

Unable to use his true energy, Bai Xuan naturally wouldn't foolishly engage in a head-on confrontation. Instead, he constantly maneuvered back and forth, relying solely on his swordsmanship to strike and knock, repeatedly deceiving his opponent by feigning an attack while holding back.

After being deceived several times, the young nobleman in brocade robes finally lost his temper and threw a punch, tearing apart a violent gale, intending to forcefully suppress Bai Xuan's feigned magic. But this was exactly the opportunity Bai Xuan had been waiting for. He threw out his waist knife and simultaneously closed in, intending to use his Iron Mountain Lean. Relying on his strong physique, the young nobleman held his breath and tried to withstand the attack head-on, but then Bai Xuan changed his move for the third time. He lowered his body, wrapped his right arm around the young nobleman's waist, and swept him behind him, followed by a grappling throw. The young nobleman lost his balance, and it was too late for him to use his Thousand-Pound Drop technique.

After being tackled, Bai Xuan grabbed his right hand and threw him over his shoulder, followed by a kick.

The last kick was blocked by the young master in brocade robes, but even so, he was still kicked seven or eight meters away.

The young nobleman's chest heaved, and after landing, his fists pierced the ground, leaving six cracks as he slid more than ten steps.

His eyes flashed with a hint of malice. He never expected that he, a body cultivator, would be suppressed by his opponent in close combat. Moreover, the fighting techniques were completely unfamiliar to him. They were not fists and feet, but grappling techniques. They seemed to have low damage, but they made it impossible for the opponent to find the point of force. Once his feet left the ground, he was completely controlled.

What bothered him even more was that the other party clearly hadn't used their full strength yet; he couldn't sense any fluctuations in their aura.

A gray-clad servant stood by, providing support. The young nobleman spat out a mouthful of blood and grinned, saying, "Your strength is definitely not that of an unknown person. Even now, you still refuse to use your cultivation? Do you look down on me that much? Or are you hiding something, afraid to reveal yourself?"

Bai Xuan remained silent, then beckoned with his finger: "Want to try again?"

He was confident he could kill the man in ten moves at most, even with the old servant in gray present.

The young nobleman in brocade robes composed himself, his demeanor changing. A son of a wealthy family wouldn't risk his life under a dangerous roof; he had no intention of fighting Bai Xuan to the death: "Someone like you is beyond my ability to subdue. It would be best to kill you... Enough of this charade, Leopard King, make your move. Kill him, leave no survivors!"

"Before you die, I want you to die knowing why."

"I am Erzhu Tinglei from Huangji Mountain."

He identified himself.

This name is indeed very famous; he is currently ranked twelfth on the list of top scholars and is already well-known throughout the world.

After their exchange, Bai Xuan felt that his true level was probably similar to that of Xu Tingfeng and Fan Qingshuang, but in a life-or-death struggle, Xu Tingfeng and Fan Qingshuang would definitely win.

This person lacked the courage to fight to the death and lacked fierce bravery, so he couldn't rank in the top ten on the Crouching Dragon List.

However, what is more alarming than his ranking is his surname.

The actual controller of Huangji Mountain is the Erzhu clan, and the master of Huangji Mountain is also one of the ten most powerful people in the world today, named Erzhu Huang.

The court of the Northern Zhou Dynasty was controlled by five major factions, and the Erzhu clan was one of them, holding the surname of a Grand Pillar of State.

Bai Xuan then looked at the Leopard King beside him. As long as he could become Erzhu Tinglei's bodyguard, this person's status would not be low.

The gray-robed old servant released his grip, allowing the Lone Goose Sword to return to Bai Xuan's hand. This action revealed both his arrogance and his contempt.

The old servant chuckled softly, his thin face remaining expressionless.

"Ranked eighty-one on the list of human beings, Wushan Leopard."

The Leopard King, the Leopard of Wushan... It is said that this person was raised by wild beasts in the mountains and did not know the rules. He used to be a wicked and evil demon, but later disappeared without a trace. There are many rumors in the martial arts world that he offended a powerful figure that he could not afford to offend, and he has not made any moves for more than ten years.

Wushan Leopard once ranked thirty-second on the human list, but has now fallen to eighty-first.

However, the True Martial Realm has no regression; even if he regressed, he would still be a top expert on the Human Ranking, not on the same level as Yuwen Jie, who made it onto the list through poisoning.

This person is at least at the fifth level of the Outer Realm.

Above the third level of the exterior scenery, each level is a new world. The fifth level of the exterior scenery may seem to be only two levels higher than the ordinary third level of the exterior scenery, but the two are not the same concept. It is equivalent to breaking through the upper limit of the ninth level of the exterior scenery and continuing to build. The fifth level of the exterior scenery is the eleventh level of the heavenly building!
Even if one can use true qi, it is extremely difficult to win against an opponent of this level with only one's current cultivation level.

Bai Xuan suddenly said, "Do you think I'm a fool, knowing full well that you have extraordinary backgrounds, yet I remain silent?"

Erzhu licked his teeth: "It's a bit late to say nice things now."

Bai Xuan said nonchalantly, "You don't need to be too curious. Anyway, you'll find out who I am soon enough."

Erzhu Tinglei leaned forward slightly, shook his head and chuckled: "No, no need to say anything, I don't want to know, I just want you to die sooner."

"Don't worry, you'll find out."

Bai Xuan gripped the Lone Goose Sword and said calmly, "Remember to look up."

"Let God tell you for himself who I am."

Erzhu burst into laughter upon hearing Lei's voice, finding the man truly humorous.

However, his smile quickly froze on his face, and he could no longer smile.

because……

Suddenly, a thunderclap resounded between heaven and earth, and a streak of blue-white lightning, like a whip, struck down dozens of feet away, deafeningly loud.

A thunderclap rose from the ground, and the sky changed color.

It was as if the heavens were truly proclaiming that the man in white had an extraordinary origin.

(End of this chapter)