Unparalleled medical and martial arts skills, saving the CEO's fiancée at the start.

Seeing Ye Chen's puzzled look, Du Qiansui didn't want to be known as someone who bullies the strong when they are weak.

After a moment's thought, he decided to tell Ye Chen his true purpose.

"Old Master Qiao and Jiang Ruoxi's father searched for an ancient tomb together twenty years ago. There were four people with them at the time: your martial uncle Su Youdao and a woman. They brought out two things from the tomb. One was your martial uncle's jade pendant, and the other was the peace jade pendant you gave to Jiang Ruoxi. That jade pendant is worth more than ten Jiang Group companies. What, didn't your master tell you? Didn't Su Youdao tell you either?"

Ye Chen frowned slightly.

They didn't tell Ye Chen anything about it.

When Old Master Qiao returned the jade pendant, he did not mention the ancient tomb, nor did he mention Jiang Ruoxi's father or another woman.

The master never mentioned this past event.

Ye Chen was unaware of the connection between Jiang Ruoxi's father and Old Master Qiao.

Ye Chen knew that these were not issues he needed to consider right now.

"Hey, old man, do you mean you want to steal that jade pendant?" Ye Chen's voice regained its usual nonchalance, but those who knew him knew that beneath that nonchalance lay murderous intent.

"The word 'rob' sounds awful. I'm here to take it. I'll kill you, take the jade pendant, and then slowly deal with that old bastard, Ghost Servant. I've disliked him ever since he was in the Qiao family."

As Du Qiansui spoke, he took a step forward, raising his hand that gleamed with a dark red light. His five fingers were spread out, and his entire palm was withered and emaciated from the long-term practice of poison techniques.

"Sure, old man, come and take it if you dare. I won't tolerate you. Besides, no matter how old or young you are, if you mess with me, I'll beat you up without hesitation."

Ye Chen knew that this battle was unavoidable and that he had to defeat Du Qiansui.

"Ye Chen, you've got quite the nerve. I wonder what your skills are like. I've heard your Breaking Qi Palm is specifically designed to break through protective qi. Coincidentally, my Blood Fiend Palm is specifically designed to break through the Breaking Qi Palm. Your skills are nothing compared to mine..."

Before Du Qiansui could finish speaking, he saw a figure moving quickly.

Because Ye Chen had already made a move; he was the first to attack.

With a burst of Ghost Shadow Steps, Ye Chen instantly appeared in front of Du Qiansui across the twenty-meter-long corridor.

Ye Chen's figure left a blurry afterimage under the dim corridor light. His right palm whistled sharply, and a faint golden light shone from his palm as he aimed straight for Du Qiansui's chest.

Ye Chen's attack speed was too fast; Du Qiansui underestimated Ye Chen.

I don't care what kind of Blood Fiend Palm you have, I don't care what kind of evil or forbidden techniques you have, let's try taking one of your palms first!

Let's give it a try and see whose hand is tougher.

You can't defeat your opponent without using your true skills.

Du Qiansui sneered, neither dodging nor avoiding, and raised his reddened palm to meet the attack.

The two palms collided in the middle of the corridor.

boom!

The loud noise was ten times more intense than when he fought Han Song in the training ground that day.

The murals on both sides of the corridor fell down with a crash, the sound of shattering glass echoed, the chandelier on the ceiling swayed violently, and the light tubes flickered several times.

The security guards, who were completely drunk in the private room, were jolted awake and rolled over.

He Jianping muttered something and then went back to sleep, completely unaware of what was happening in the corridor just a door away.

Ye Chen took two steps back, looked down at his right palm, and his expression changed slightly.

A dark red palm print appeared in Ye Chen's palm, with faint black energy emanating from its edges, and it was spreading towards his wrist at a visible speed.

The toxin invaded from his palm, and Ye Chen's blood and qi in his entire right arm seemed to be blocked by something, making it impossible for him to muster his true qi.

"Kid, how does it taste? It's not too late to be afraid now. As long as you kneel down and beg for mercy, I can grant you a whole corpse."

Du Qiansui stood motionless, his smile revealing his smugness.

"You old fool, don't be so happy yet, I'm not dead yet."

Ye Chen had come to appreciate Du Qiansui's strength; he was not just a figurehead.

Du Qiansui smiled smugly after seeing Ye Chen's change.

"The poison of the Blood Fiend Palm is incurable. Within seven days, the poison will spread along the meridians to the heart. Wherever it passes, the meridians will be severed. On the last day, you will bleed from all seven orifices and die. When I struck my master with that palm, I only used 30% of my strength. He lay in bed coughing up blood for three months before he died. But with this palm strike of yours, I used 100%. You can only last seven days at most."

Ye Chen looked at the red mark on his palm and remained silent for a moment.

Then Ye Chen did something that Du Qiansui thought was impossible.

Ye Chen took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, popped the stopper off with one hand, poured some white powder into his palm, and then rubbed it on his palm like he was applying hand cream.

The powder made a slight hissing sound the moment it touched the skin, and then the dark red palm print faded and lightened at a visible speed, as if it had been bleached.

"Du Qiansui, what did you just say? There's no cure?" Ye Chen raised his head and blinked innocently.

"Kid, how is that possible? You're faking it on purpose, aren't you?"

Du Qiansui was clearly a little flustered. The supposedly incurable poison had actually been easily neutralized by Ye Chen.

"Lord Du, have you forgotten? I am a doctor, and a doctor trained by the best doctor in the world. I could recite the formula for the Blood Fiend Palm poison when I was twelve years old. To put it bluntly, it is a mixture of three kinds of mineral poison and five kinds of snake poison in a certain proportion. It is a little troublesome to cure, but it will only take me three days. This little bit of stuff is not even enough to be used as a lotion."

Ye Chen told Du Qiansui the truth, which shocked him so much that his jaw almost dropped.

Du Qiansui's eyes widened, and for the first time, astonishment appeared in his snake-like pupils.

He spent fifteen years mastering the Blood Fiend Palm, a technique regarded as a nightmare by countless masters.

It didn't work on Ye Chen at all, instantly becoming a shameful thing that even lotion couldn't find effective enough.

Who exactly is this young man?

Could Ye Chen really be a descendant of Medicine King Valley? Is he a master of medicine? Has he achieved the ability to bring the dead back to life?

A series of questions swirled in Du Qiansui's mind. Could it be that the information he had received was wrong?

Ye Chen put the porcelain bottle back into his pocket, moved his right hand to make sure the poison was under control, and then resumed his attack stance.

"You old geezer, are you ready? I'm going to get serious."

Ye Chen's smile remained unchanged, but the killing intent in his eyes was intense.

With his eyes fixed on Du Qiansui, he leaped up and attacked Du Qiansui.

"Now it's my turn."