The five-and-a-half-year-old baby doctor comes to the city to cure those who refuse to listen.

Zhao Wuji licked his lips, his face filled with barely suppressed excitement.

He rubbed his hands together, like an outstanding employee about to receive a year-end bonus, and gave a kind smile to the old woman who was slumped on the ground, emitting a foul odor.

"Don't be afraid, ma'am."

"Our Qianlongju Labor Reform Experimental Base has always adhered to the principle of leniency for those who confess and severity for those who resist."

"If you cooperate, the most you'll get is to work as a fertilizer specialist in the backyard."

"If you don't cooperate... hehe, Director Zhao, I've recently developed a set of 'intestinal cleansing and bowel-regulating combos' that will guarantee to clean you up thoroughly from the inside out."

The old woman trembled even more violently.

She looked at the kind-faced but ruthless man in front of her, then glanced at the big, clumsy guy next to her who was clenching his fists, eager to try.

Finally, her gaze fell on the five-year-old child sitting on the sofa, swinging his short legs.

The child was looking at her with the eyes of someone looking at a lab rat.

"Don't come any closer."

The old woman completely broke down. She suddenly pulled a black bone whistle from her bosom and blew it with all her might.

The bone whistle made no sound.

But at that moment, the entire floor of the Paradise Palace began to shake violently.

With a loud bang

A huge hole suddenly exploded in the ceiling directly above the hall.

Countless blocks of reinforced concrete mixed with plaster powder rained down.

Zhao Wuji and Zhou Tian immediately shielded Chu Chen, using their bodies to block the falling debris.

A thick, almost impenetrable black smoke billowed into the hole and quickly condensed in mid-air.

A blurry human figure slowly took shape amidst the black smoke.

The figure also wore a bronze mask and had only one eye, which burned with venomous rage.

It was the Black Crow Altar Master whose eyes had been blinded by Chu Chen through the "internet cable" before.

"It's you!"

As soon as the projection of the Black Crow Altar Master appeared, his gaze locked onto Chu Chen, and his voice was filled with the fury of someone whose soul had been severely damaged.

"I truly underestimated you, you insignificant ant!"

"Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish today!"

He didn't give Chu Chen a chance to speak at all, and his single eye shone brightly with red light.

"In my name, let my blood be offered to all!"

"All souls unite as one, great formation, activate!"

With his command, the entire Paradise Palace came to life.

The floor of the hall was cracked inch by inch, and countless black tentacles as thick as an adult's arm were pouring out of the cracks.

These tentacles, covered in a sticky liquid and suckers, resembled giant pythons ready to devour their prey, lunging at the unconscious wealthy and powerful figures on the dance floor.

"Sir, this old bastard wants to be sacrificed!"

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically; he recognized the formation.

"This is the Black Lotus Cult's 'Ten Thousand Souls Blood Feeding Array.' Once activated, all the living people in the entire clubhouse will be drained of their life force and turned into dried corpses to nourish his soul!"

"Bang!"

Just then, the valuable sandalwood door of the Paradise Pavilion was kicked open from the outside.

"Don't move!"

"No more supernatural beings allowed after the founding of the People's Republic! All of you, put your hands on your heads and squat down!"

A righteous and awe-inspiring shout resounded throughout the entire venue.

Yan Zhengqing, dressed in a neat Zhongshan suit, led a dozen armed men in black suits as he stormed in with imposing presence.

He immediately spotted the black tentacles flailing about on the ground. Unlike the team members behind him who were trembling with fear, Team Leader Yan was a man who had chopped wood at Qianlong Residence and seen the world.

He frowned, grabbed the dry powder fire extinguisher from the doorway, and sprayed it at a tentacle that was about to wrap around a wealthy businessman's neck.

"Sizzle—"

White powder smeared all over the tentacles.

The tentacle was clearly stunned for a moment, its movement stopping in mid-air, as if it was wondering why it had been sprayed with flour.

"Uncle Yan, your physical exorcism method is unprofessional."

Chu Chen's voice came lazily.

He pushed aside Zhao Wuji and Zhou Tian who were protecting him, jumped off the sofa, and looked at Yan Zhengqing with disgust.

"Come here, I'll give you a task."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhengqing immediately dropped the fire extinguisher, rushed to Chu Chen, and stood at attention.

"Please give me your instructions, sir!"

He now executes Chu Chen's orders even faster than the instructions of the top commander.

Chu Chen took out several pieces of yellow paper with strange symbols drawn on them from his pocket and stuffed them into his hand.

"See those supporting beams?"

"Go, stick these 'network cable amplifiers' on, and be quick."

"yes!"

Yan Zhengqing received the order and, with his men, risked being whipped away by the tentacles, pasted the talismans one by one onto the four load-bearing pillars of the hall.

The moment the last talisman was affixed, all four talismans simultaneously lit up with golden light, forming a huge light screen that blocked all the tentacles from entering.

"A trivial skill!"

The Black Crow Master in mid-air snorted coldly, his single eye glowing even brighter with red light.

The black tentacles on the ground seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, and began to frantically lash at the light screen, which was teetering on the brink of collapse.

"Sir, we can't hold on any longer!" Zhao Wuji said urgently.

"What's the rush?"

Chu Chen walked to the center of the hall and stuck the piece of lightning-struck wood he had found at Panjiayuan into the ground.

He formed a strange hand seal and shouted in a childish voice.

"Reverse the tide, open!"

"Give it to me!"

hum-

The entire space trembled.

An invisible suction force suddenly erupted, centered on the lightning-struck wood.

The life essence that had been rushing wildly toward the projection of the Black Crow Altar Master suddenly stopped, as if a duck had been choked.

The next second, the direction of the vital energy flow made a 180-degree turn.

If before it was all rivers flowing into the sea, now it's the Milky Way flowing backwards!

Countless visible streams of life essence, imbued with the scent of money and desire, transformed into torrents that surged wildly toward the lightning-struck wood that Chu Chen had planted in the ground.

"No! This is impossible!"

The Black Crow Master in mid-air let out an incredulous scream.

He felt as if his divine soul projection had been connected to a super-powerful water pump, and the soul power he had painstakingly accumulated was being lost at an alarming rate.

Not only did he fail to absorb any energy from the offerings, but he also nearly lost all of his savings.

"What, you don't accept it?"

Chu Chen crossed his arms and pursed his lips.

"You think you can just freeload off my bandwidth and run away without paying?"

The suction force on the lightning-struck wood grew stronger and stronger, and the projection of the Black Crow Altar Master began to become transparent and distorted.

"You little beast, you just wait! I will grind you to dust!"

Leaving behind a harsh remark, the projection of the Black Crow Altar Master could no longer hold on. With a roar of unwilling anger, it exploded, turning into a sky full of black smoke, which was completely absorbed by the lightning-struck wood.

With the disappearance of the Black Crow Lord, those frenzied black tentacles seemed to lose their power, quickly withered, and shrank back into the ground.

The entire hall returned to calm.

Only the lightning-struck wood stuck in the ground underwent a dramatic change.

The originally charred and dry wood has now turned completely emerald green, crystal clear, like the finest imperial green jade.

Inside the wood, one can even see wisps of golden light slowly moving about, emitting a refreshing fragrance and immense life energy.

Chu Chen walked over and pulled out the "Imperial Green" lightning-struck wood.

He weighed it in his hand with satisfaction and let out a burp.

"Burp~"

He patted his round little belly, looked at the lightning-struck wood in his hand, and smiled.

"Thanks to the top donor for the rocket."

"This batch of essence is quite pure, with fewer impurities, but it's enough."

"I'll take it back and make a nourishing soup for my mom."

Yan Zhengqing and Zhao Wuji, who were standing to the side, were secretly alarmed upon hearing these words.

They looked at the priceless "jade" in Chu Chen's hand, and then thought of those wealthy and powerful people lying on the ground, their faces pale from being sucked dry, their lifespans shortened by at least ten years.

The same thought popped into their minds at the same time.

This isn't some minor miracle doctor; this is clearly a living ancestor, the kind that devours people without spitting out the bones.