My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

The bronze guardian took a step forward, and his murderous aura pressed down on the stage like a tidal wave.

Several reporters in the front row were immediately out of breath, and their cameras fell to the ground with a thud.

Several security guards mustered their courage and tried to rush up, but as soon as they took a step, they were swept away by a strong wind and flew backward, crashing to the ground, clutching their chests and groaning, unable to even stand up.

The old apothecary's face was as white as paper. He clenched his fists tightly and stood in front of Su Qingyuan, his voice trembling slightly.

"The Bronze Guardian of the Hidden Pavilion?"

"Young Master, he... he has Netherworld Corpse Poison hidden in his palm; it will cause immediate collapse upon contact..."

"Young...Young Mistress, you must leave quickly! I'll hold him off!"

Su Qingyuan's fingertips were icy cold, but her gaze was fixed on Ye Xunhuan's back.

Even though the person in front of her was a terrifying demon capable of frightening children, looking at the nonchalant figure in front of her, her heart, which had been in her throat, strangely calmed down a bit.

"Go? Where to?"

The Bronze Guardian's hoarse laughter was as grating as sandpaper scraping glass.

He slowly raised his right hand, his palm shrouded in a dark bluish-black aura. A foul stench wafted over on the wind, causing nearby staff to feel dizzy and vomit on the spot.

"Twenty years ago, the entire Medicine King Valley was wiped out, but you, a mere brat, were spared. That was a miscalculation."

His gaze swept over the needle case in Ye Xunhuan's hand, a greedy glint in his eyes. "Last night you attacked three of my strongholds and killed dozens of my Youge members. Let's settle this score today, along with the Medicine King Scripture."

As he spoke, his tone shifted, and his sinister gaze fixed on Su Qingyuan.

"As for this woman?"

"Dare to compete with my Youge for business? First, cripple her limbs, then throw her to the Southern Frontier to be fed with Gu worms. This will serve as a warning to the people of Jiangnan Province about the consequences of opposing Youge."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ten guests on the ground who were participating in the drug trial suddenly began to convulse violently.

The white foam they were spitting out was tinged with black streaks, and two of the older men rolled their eyes back. Their chests were rising and falling weaker and weaker, and they were about to die.

Several of Youge's henchmen, mingling in the crowd, seized the opportunity to shout at the top of their lungs:

"Someone's dead! Someone's really dead!"

"The Su family colluded with Medicine King Valley to sell poison and even hired assassins to silence them!"

The audience instantly erupted into chaos, a cacophony of cries and screams. Some people pushed their way to the door, while others held up their phones to record the scene, making it even more chaotic than a market.

Upon seeing this, the Bronze Guardian laughed triumphantly.

"Ye Xunhuan, just watch, in a few minutes these ten people will surely die."

"Then the whole of Jiangnan will know that the successor of Medicine King Valley can't save ten lives!"

"Your Su Group, just wait until you go bankrupt!"

Su Qingyuan's heart sank suddenly, and she subconsciously reached out to grab Ye Xunhuan's arm.

But the next second, she heard a crisp "crack" sound next to her.

Ye Xunhuan, with a lollipop in his mouth, twitched his cheeks as if nothing was wrong.

He slowly pulled the candy out of his mouth, twirling the plastic stick between his fingers, his tone flippant as if he were chatting about the weather.

"Feeding Gu worms?"

"I think you're quite suitable. You're ugly and skinny; even a worm would have indigestion if it ate you."

"What?! You're asking for it!"

The Bronze Guardian flew into a rage, stomping his foot and lunging forward like a black lightning bolt, his right palm, infused with corpse poison, aimed straight at Ye Xunhuan's face. The palm strike was fierce; even half a meter away, one could feel its bone-chilling cold.

The crowd below gasped in surprise, and Su Qingyuan even subconsciously closed her eyes.

Then there was a soft "whoosh" sound.

Then came a crisp "clang," like a small stone hitting a block of iron.

Su Qingyuan suddenly opened her eyes and saw the Bronze Guardian frozen in place, his right wrist trembling slightly, and most of the black energy in his palm dissipating.

At his feet was a half-broken, chewed-up plastic lollipop stick.

"You...you broke my Netherworld Palm with a candy stick?"

The Bronze Guardian's voice was full of disbelief as he looked down at his numb wrist. His entire arm felt like it was filled with lead, and he could barely lift it.

Ye Xunhuan shrugged, looking regretful.

"Oh dear, what a waste of my mango-flavored lollipop stick!"

"I just chewed one bite and you've already used it; what a waste."

"If I'd known you were so weak, I would have used candy wrappers on you."

As he spoke, he pulled out an orange-flavored lollipop from his pocket, and the sound of tearing the packaging was loud.

It was exceptionally clear in the completely silent hall.

He picked up a fresh candy, crunching it loudly, the sweet aroma wafting far away on the wind.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

Is this some kind of life-or-death duel?!

You unwrapped a new candy in public?

Can't you show some respect for your opponent?

Su Qingyuan, both angry and amused, reached out and pinched his waist, muttering under her breath:

"What time is it? You're still eating candy!"

"Those people over there are almost done for!"

"What's the rush?" Ye Xunhuan turned around, winked at her, and showed her two little tiger teeth.

"They won't die. If the King of Hell dares to take them, I'll pluck out his beard and use it as a shoelace."

Before he finished speaking, he moved with lightning speed and squatted down in front of the ten convulsing guests.

The blue cloth bag was laid out on the ground, and a dozen gleaming silver needles sprang out with a "whoosh".

His fingers moved so fast they were just afterimages.

With a few quick "puff puff puff" sounds, three needles were inserted into each person's forehead, chest, and neck. The hands moved up and down so fast that they were almost invisible.

His movements were so fluid that he stopped the needle in less than ten seconds.

Yao Chen leaned over for a look and immediately gasped in shock.

this--??!

This is the "Seven Stars Salvation Needle" technique, which has been lost for over a thousand years in Medicine King Valley!

The legendary acupuncture technique that can bring the dead back to life and heal bones!

He had only seen diagrams in ancient books, and even the Valley Master didn't know them, yet the young master could do them so easily?

The acupuncture treatment is complete.

Ye Xunhuan took out a palm-sized porcelain bottle, poured out ten dark-colored pills, and casually tossed them to the old man.

"Crush it, mix it with mineral water, and drink it down your throat."

"If they don't wake up in a minute, there's no need to treat them anymore. Find a ditch and bury them."

"Remember, don't leave your body to rot in the wilderness!"

Yao Chen quickly caught it and instructed several staff members to hurriedly administer the medicine.

Just as they finished feeding the last person, the Bronze Guardian recovered and charged forward with a roar:

"Kid, I'll tear you apart!"

He punched out with both fists, creating a whistling sound, and the stage floor creaked under his feet.

Another gasp rippled through the audience, and the reporters even forgot to take pictures, staring intently at the stage.

"This Bronze Guardian's punches are incredibly powerful!"

The force of the punches on the high platform was like a typhoon passing through.

Several reporters in the front row were knocked off their feet by the Bronze Guardian's punches, and they said with fear:

"Can the son-in-law of the Su family manage to balance both fighting and receiving treatment?"

"If we get beaten to death, won't that crazed demon on the stage beat us all to death too?"