Mad Doctor No. 9

Wang Tian's heart skipped a beat, but he remained outwardly calm: "Okay."

He followed behind Ghost Face and walked towards the ruins.

"Dr. Wang, what are your thoughts on this island?" Ghost Face suddenly asked during the journey.

"It's very peculiar," Wang Tian said cautiously. "The geological structure and the plants here are extremely rare."

"It's more than just rare." Ghost Face stopped, turned to look at Wang Tian, ​​and said, "This island is alive."

"Alive?"

"Yes." Ghost Face pointed to the center of the island. "It's asleep, and all we need to do today is wake it up."

Wang Tian feigned doubt: "Gods? I don't believe in such things."

"You'll believe it soon enough."

Walking to the center of the ruins, the bronze cauldron still stands there, but the liquid inside has turned a dark blue, almost black.

The large cauldron was covered with black moss and emitted a pungent smell.

"Dr. Wang, your medical skills are superb, which is why I want to ask you for help."

"What kind of help?"

"After the ritual, there might be some 'unexpected' events," Ghost Face said meaningfully. "At that time, we'll need your medical skills to stabilize the situation. The reward... will definitely be substantial."

Wang Tian suddenly realized.

The meaning of "ghost face" is to provide "insurance" for oneself, so that if anything goes wrong during the ritual, one can receive timely treatment.

But its deeper intention was likely to eliminate him completely after the ceremony.

Wang Tian calmly replied, "I will do my best."

"Very good." The masked Taoist clapped his hands. "Zhou Ming, take Physician Wang and get ready. This mission is entrusted to you. The ceremony will be held at midnight tonight."

Under Zhou Ming's guidance, Wang Tian set up a tent in the camp, provided a white coat, and some medical equipment.

Zhou Ming said, "Dr. Wang, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle everything tonight. You should rest first. By the way, don't wander around after dinner. The island... isn't very safe."

"clear."

As soon as Zhou Ming left, Wang Tian set off immediately.

He put on a white coat, carried a medical kit, and pretended to be inspecting the camp.

Although the people from the Dark Palace were wary, they didn't ask any more questions because he was a doctor.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Tian figured out the layout of the camp: living area, supply area, experimental area, a total of thirty-seven tents.

At the core, where the bronze cauldron is located, there are eight guards, all of whom are experts.

To the west of the camp, he also found a heavily guarded tent, requiring a special code to enter and exit.

Wang Tian asked curiously, "What...is locked up inside?"

That evening, the opportunity arose.

A commotion erupted in the camp. Someone shouted, "The experimental subject escaped! Chase after them!"

Wang Tian saw a thin figure rush out of the tent on the west side and flee in panic.

She was a young girl with disheveled hair, wearing a hospital gown.

What shocked Wang Tian even more was the girl's face, which was none other than Zhang Qingyun!

Although she looks much more haggard, I would never mistake her for someone else!

"Grab her!" A group of men in black followed closely behind.

Zhang Qingyun ran towards the woods, but before he could take more than a few steps, he was caught up and slammed to the ground.

"Let go!" Zhang Qingyun struggled.

A man in black took out a syringe, preparing to inject him, when Wang Tian rushed over.

"Wait! I'm a doctor!"

The man in black robes glanced at Wang Tian, ​​recognized his identity, and hesitated before saying, "This test subject is very important. Lord Ghost Face instructed us to keep her under control."

Wang Tian said seriously, "Her mental state is very poor. If we force her to receive the injection, it may cause problems. I am a psychiatrist, so I will talk to her about it."

"Ten minutes."

Wang Tian helped Zhang Qingyun up and led her into the tent.

"Master Zhang, I am Wang Tian," Wang Tian said softly as he closed the door.

Zhang Qingyun stared blankly at Wang Tian, ​​her eyes suddenly brightening, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Wang Tian, ​​it really is you..."

"What are you doing here? Where is the Celestial Master's Seal?"

"The Celestial Master's Seal..." Zhang Qingyun choked up, "They stole it. More than three months ago, I heard that the Dark Palace coveted the Celestial Master's Seal, so I took it away from the mountain gate, wanting to find a secluded place. But I never expected... I had already been targeted by them."

She wiped away her tears and said, "They kidnapped me and forced me to hand over how to use the Celestial Master's Seal. If I don't tell them, they will... they will torture me in various ways."

Looking at the dense needle marks and bloody welts on Zhang Qingyun's wrist, Wang Tian flew into a rage: "These beasts!"

"Wang Tian, ​​leave immediately!" Zhang Qingyun urged. "Tonight is the night of the sacrificial ceremony. With the help of the Celestial Master's Seal and the bronze cauldron, we will forcibly open the Gate of the World! If we succeed, the entire East Sea will be transformed into a living hell!"

Wang Tian nodded: "I know. Zhang Tianshi, we still have hope. Do you still remember how to use the Celestial Master's Seal?"

"I remember, but they took the seal away, so I can't use it."

"What if... I stole the Celestial Master's Seal?"

Zhang Qingyun's eyes widened: "It's too dangerous! The area is heavily guarded, and Lord Ghost Face is there too!"

"We have to try," Wang Tian said decisively. "We can't let them succeed."

Just then, footsteps came from outside the tent.

Wang Tian quickly pulled Zhang Qingyun over, made him lie on the bed, covered his body with the blanket, and pretended to be healing.

"Dr. Wang, how is it?" Zhou Ming lifted the curtain and walked in.

Wang Tian wrote out a prescription and said, "Go and get these medicines. I'll prescribe a calming medicine for her."

Zhou Ming glanced at the prescription and nodded. "Okay, but Lord Ghostface instructed us to bring her over before the ceremony begins."

Why?

Zhou Ming said coldly, "She possesses a pure Yin body and is also a descendant of Longhu Mountain, making her the perfect sacrifice."

Wang Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he could hardly believe it.

A sacrifice?! Ghost Mask actually wants to sacrifice Zhang Qingyun?!

"When will you take it away?"

"Half an hour later," Zhou Ming said, turning and leaving.

Only Wang Tian and Zhang Qingyun remained inside the tent.

Zhang Qingyun smiled bitterly: "This is my destiny."

"No." Wang Tian grabbed her arm. "I'm going to steal the Celestial Master's Seal right now. When they come to pick you up in an hour, I'll mess things up. Then you can escape and wait near the bronze cauldron."

"That was close!"

"Now is not the time to argue." Wang Tian took a bottle from the bottom of the medicine box. "This is a drug to induce a state of suspended animation. After taking it, your heart and breathing will stop within three hours, which is no different from real death. If they really want to use you as a sacrifice, swallow this, and you might be able to survive."

Zhang Qingyun accepted the pill, tears streaming down her face: "Thank you, Wang Tian."