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

Ye Xunhuan suddenly opened his mouth and began to devour the food frantically.

He suddenly laughed.

"Is it Qi Jue Softening Powder?"

"When you stole the 'Medicine King's Sutra' back then, did you only steal the cover?" He shook his head with a laugh.

"The antidote for this stuff was something I ate like candy when I was a kid. I could eat ten of them at a time without any trouble."

As he spoke, he deliberately swayed his body and staggered.

"Ah—! Why, why am I feeling a little dizzy—!!"

Mo Xuan's eyes lit up instantly, and he exclaimed with ecstasy:

"Hahaha! No matter how high your martial arts skills are, if you're hit by my Muscle-Weakening Powder, your internal energy will be..."

But before he could finish speaking, Ye Xunhuan appeared in front of him in a flash.

"Who did you say got infected?"

Ye Xunhuan laughed and patted his face. "With your medicine-preparing skills, even the cooks on our mountain would think you're stupid."

Mo Xuanhun was terrified. He raised his hand and waved it, and two wisps of purple smoke spread out.

But as soon as he raised his wrist, Ye Xunhuan grabbed it.

"Click—"

The sharp crack was ear-piercing, and Mo Xuan let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Back then, you stole the Medicine King's Scripture, causing my master to go into seclusion for three years. I'll settle this score with you later." Ye Xunhuan still had a smile on his face.

"But you owe me for messing with my woman, and that debt needs to be settled now."

With a flash of silver needles, it pierced directly into Mo Xuan's Qi Sea.

"ah--!!"

Mo Xuan screamed and collapsed to the ground. His internal energy, which he had cultivated for fifty years, dissipated completely in an instant, leaving him utterly crippled.

"I'll cripple your martial arts and spare your dog's life, not because I'm a saint, but because I want you to suffer a fate worse than death." Ye Xunhuan stepped on his face, humiliatingly crushing him, and even wiped his hands on his clothes in disgust.

"Ugh! This is hardly enough; it's an insult to my skills!"

But just then, a whooshing sound suddenly arose overhead!

The Silver-Masked Pavilion Master leaped down from the roof beam, his poisoned dagger aimed straight at the back of Ye Xunhuan's head—swift and ruthless, clearly intended to kill him instantly.

"Young Master, be careful!" Yao Chen shouted as he rushed in.

Ye Xunhuan didn't even turn his head, and instead struck out with a backhand palm.

"Bang!"

The powerful internal force slammed solidly onto the Silver-Masked Pavilion Master's shoulder, sending him flying like a kite with a broken string. He crashed heavily into the wall and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Knowing he was no match for them, he dared not linger. Clutching his shoulder, he smashed through the window and vanished in a few leaps.

"Wow, you're pretty fast." Ye Xunhuan clicked his tongue and didn't chase after them.

"Keeping him around to lead the way will be just right for taking down Youge's lair."

At this moment, Shen Monong rushed in with her men. Looking at the dead soldiers lying flat on the ground, the glass dome shattered into pieces, and Mo Xuan lying on the ground half-dead, her lips twitched again and again.

"Couldn't you have waited for us to come in before you started?"

"Waiting for you?" Ye Xunhuan raised an eyebrow and pointed to Su Qingyuan in his arms. "By the time you came in, my wife would be cold."

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and rummaged around for a while, but couldn't find the map. Feeling a little embarrassed, he pretended to look up at the roof and said, "Um... which way is the exit again? I was too engrossed in the game and got it mixed up."

Shen Monong: "..."

I knew it would be like this.

She sighed and pointed east: "Go straight, turn left and right, it leads straight to the main gate."

"I'll draw you ten route maps later, and I'll fill all your pockets, both shirt and pants."

"What are you talking about!" Ye Xunhuan coughed dryly, stubbornly sticking to his guns, "I was just teasing you."

"Tactical deception, don't you understand?!"

Three days later, at the Su family's old residence.

The Thousand-Year Ice Lotus, combined with Ye Xunhuan's prescription, completely cleansed the Nine Netherworld Poison from Su Qingyuan and the Su family patriarch's bodies.

When Su Qingyuan woke up, her face was still a little pale, but she was fine. However, she looked at Ye Xunhuan with a strange expression.

Who would have thought that her fiancé, who always seemed to be spitting out lollipops and acting carefree, was actually a ruthless character who could smash bulletproof glass with his bare hands and single-handedly take down hundreds of assassins?

After this battle, Youge's influence in Jiangnan was severely weakened, the Silver-Masked Pavilion Master was seriously injured and fled, and the underground forces in Jiangnan were completely transformed.

Riding this wave of opportunity, the Su Group, together with the Medicine King Valley's external industries, swallowed up 70% of the pharmaceutical market in Jiangnan in one fell swoop, firmly securing its leading position.

Those who used to look down on the Su family and wait to see them make a fool of themselves.

Now they don't even dare to approach the Su family's gate, for fear of provoking that evil god.

Ye Xunhuan.

But the good times didn't last long!

A stormy night.

As Ye Xunhuan was embracing Su Qingyuan, his face full of playful banter, the villa's courtyard gate clicked softly.

Seven elderly men in black martial attire filed in, each with a gloomy expression and a strong aura of medicinal poison emanating from them.

The eldest elder, dressed in a medicinal robe, sneered coldly, "A mere brat, how dare you impersonate the young master of Medicine King Valley? Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven and cripple this fraudulent scoundrel!"

Before he could finish speaking, all seven of them launched an attack simultaneously.

The Grand Elder's sleeves fluttered violently, and three thousand fine needles coated with anesthetic powder, wrapped in raindrops, hurtled through the air, creating a dense, rain-like shower of needles.

The Second Elder pushed out with both palms, and the dark green poisonous mist surged out with the wind, causing white smoke to rise from the blue bricks wherever it passed.

The remaining few displayed their unique skills, with poisoned darts piercing the air, poisoned sand scattering, and poisoned whips crackling loudly.

Several poison gas bombs exploded in succession, and gray, green and black miasma instantly filled the courtyard, blocking all paths and aiming to kill with every attack.

Ye Xunhuan's eyes turned cold as he sealed Su Qingyuan's blood and qi, protecting her behind a pillar.

He then swayed and rushed into the poisonous miasma.

His true energy condensed into a pale golden aura, which instantly shattered into dust upon impact with the poison needles, and the aura melted away upon contact with the poisonous mist.

With movements as swift as a ghost, Ye Xunhuan effortlessly struck out with two palms. The First Elder and Second Elder were separated instantly upon contact, screaming as they were sent flying backward. Their lifelong cultivation of poisonous energy was completely shattered, and they crashed into the rain-soaked ground, vomiting black blood.

"What—?"

The remaining few were both shocked and furious. They each unleashed their innate poison techniques and pounced forward, their poisonous palms flashing as black energy surged.

Ye Xunhuan neither dodged nor evaded, his palm wind carrying righteous energy, his fingertips precisely striking the vital points on each person's palm, then snatching their poisoned short blades, and throwing them to pierce through their sleeves, pinning them firmly to the courtyard wall.

"Speak, who sent you?" Ye Xunhuan strolled leisurely toward them.

"Let me guess, it's that old geezer from Youge?"

"Wait a minute, I just chased that old codger away. He's probably still barely clinging to life."

The leading elder, his eyes blazing with fury, was about to grit his teeth and swallow the poison pill when he saw Ye Xunhuan frown and mutter to himself, "Judging from your fighting style, it's somewhat similar to my third master, Fairy Bai Su?"

"Could it be that you are also colluding with that old bastard Mo Xuan, the remnant of those who defected from Medicine King Valley?"

As he spoke, Ye Xunhuan casually took out a black jade token engraved with the ancient seal characters "Medicine King" and hung it in mid-air.

"Since you are remnants of the Medicine King Valley who have defected, then I, as the young master of the valley, will take your dog heads on behalf of the more than 180 innocent lives lost by the Medicine King Valley..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xunhuan took a step and instantly teleported in front of the Grand Elder.

The elder's pupils contracted sharply, and the resentment on his face instantly transformed into ecstatic joy and awe.

He struggled through excruciating pain to roll over and kneel, his forehead slamming heavily into the puddle. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "You...you are the Valley Mistress, the orphaned young master of Yao Ningshuang?"

"Indeed, I am Ye Xunhuan."

"You colluded with that old bastard Mo Xuan and betrayed Medicine King Valley..."

"Young Master!"

"We've finally found you..."

Thump thump thump...

As the First Elder knelt and kowtowed, the remaining elders followed suit, shouting in unison:

"Your subordinate was blind and ignorant, and offended the young master's majesty!"

"Your subordinate was blind and ignorant, and offended the young master's majesty!"

"Your subordinate is willing to serve the young master until death!"

Ye Xunhuan was taken aback at first, then he smiled.

He leaned against a pillar, a lollipop dangling from his mouth, looking at the large group of people kneeling in the courtyard. His playful expression had vanished.

He recalled how his mother had been besieged by the people of Youge for seven days and seven nights, and in the end, she was nowhere to be found, neither alive nor dead.

From then on, Medicine King Valley was divided into four parts, and the remaining remnants of the old forces scattered among the people and disappeared without a trace.

He slowly twirled the candy stick between his fingers, his gaze gradually darkening.

"Young Master, we are willing to serve you and protect you, to revitalize Medicine King Valley and make a comeback in the martial world."

"Young Master's might."

"Young Master's might."

"Revitalize Medicine King Valley and make a comeback."

"Slay the Ghost Pavilion, vanquish the Ghost Knights..."

"Young Master, we are willing to accept your leadership and revitalize Medicine King Valley."

"Alright, I accept the position of young master."

"Since everyone considers Ye Xunhuan to be one of my mother's former subordinates."

"Alright then!" Ye Xunhuan said eloquently while taking out a newly opened lollipop, stuffing it into his mouth, and crushing it with a crunch.

"Well--!"

"Well--!"

The Seventh Elder was dumbfounded.

Why does this young master in front of me seem a bit unreliable?

"Pass on my order: all former subordinates must complete their integration within three months, stand by, and be ready to be dispatched at any time."

As he spoke, Ye Xunhuan narrowed his long, narrow eyes and looked north.

"It's time to purge the traitors within the Ye family."

"The blood debt owed to my mother back then should be repaid with interest."

"And that Ghost Council, what they owe Medicine King Valley, what they owe my Ye family, I will personally collect it all, penny by penny, with interest."

The seven elders were startled and shouted in unison, "Young Master is wise!"

"Young Master is wise."

"I will obey your orders, young master!!"

Upon hearing the news, Shen Monong rushed over and, seeing the scene before her, couldn't help but smile slightly.

I knew this junior brother was never just a playful fellow.

When it comes to taking responsibility, he can shoulder it better than anyone else.

The next second, Ye Xunhuan came over with a grin, scratching his head: "Second Senior Sister, you have to draw me a detailed route back to the capital. I heard there are so many alleys in the capital, all winding and turning, I'm afraid I'll get lost."

Shen Monong: "..."

She was overthinking it.

Just as the two siblings were in perfect sync, Ye Zhong turned pale and was so out of breath from running.

"Young Master, something terrible has happened!"

"Master, the master is critically ill and may not survive more than three days..."

When Ye Zhong's patriarch fell critically ill, his uncles and other relatives seized power and ordered all Ye family members living outside the capital to return to the capital within three days to assume vacant positions within the family.

Ye Xunhuan looked up at the north, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"After hiding for so many years, are you finally willing to jump out and grab a spot?"

"Alright."

"It saves me the trouble of digging them up one by one."