Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

Sudden.

The tightly closed door was kicked open.

Zhong Jiaming and his men burst in with a bang.

Seeing two strangely dressed men arbitrarily handling his patient, he was instantly enraged and pointed at them, shouting angrily:

"Who are you? Who gave you permission to touch my patient? Get out of here!"

Before he finished speaking, Tang Kuo suddenly turned around and stood in front of Zhong Jiaming like an iron tower, his aura suddenly exploding.

The pressure from the ninth-rank Grandmaster was like a tsunami, heading straight for Zhong Jiaming.

"Martial... warrior?"

Upon feeling the terrifying pressure, Zhong Jiaming's expression changed drastically, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"Who...who exactly are you people?"

"Shushan Tang Clan"

Tang Kuo's eyes were sharp as he spoke in a cold voice.

"If you know what's good for you, get lost and mind your own business, or you'll be killed without mercy!"

"Let him in."

Inside the ward, Tang Tian's voice rang out, his tone carrying an unquestionable authority.

Tang Kuo immediately withdrew his oppressive aura and stepped aside to make way for him.

Chung Chia-ming felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He stumbled and crawled into the ward, barely daring to breathe.

Tang Tian didn't even glance at him, and coldly ordered, "Go and get two thousand milliliters of type A plasma immediately. I need to give my son a blood transfusion."

His tone was icy, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Okay...okay! I'll go right away!"

Zhong Jiaming dared not delay, nor dared he refute. He turned and ran, wishing he had two more legs, for fear of angering the Tang Clan leader and losing his life.

"Huh? There's actually the aura of a ninth-grade Grandmaster!"

The hospital's underground parking lot.

An old woman dressed in a black robe, disheveled and covered in filth, had just grasped the car door handle when she was drawn in by a powerful aura of a martial artist.

Her previously empty eyes suddenly gleamed with a greedy light, and she grinned, revealing a mouthful of large, yellow teeth.

"Such pure and rich blood energy is just right to replenish my depleted essence."

As soon as she finished speaking, she leaned on her cane, swaying but moving very quickly towards the thoracic surgery ICU ward.

Just as her figure disappeared around the corner, a black BMW came to a smooth stop in the empty space.

Lin Guozhong sat in the driver's seat, while Qin Quan sat upright in the back, exuding a chilling aura.

"Call Chung Chia-ming and tell him to wait for him in the underground parking lot and ask him to come down immediately."

Lin Guozhong dialed the number immediately, but no one answered.

"Master Qin, no one's answering!"

"We'll call later."

Qin Quan leaned back against the car seat and closed his eyes to rest.

at the same time.

In the thoracic surgery ICU ward, Tang Tian's treatment finally came to an end.

Tang Tian's broken ribs have been put back in place, and his damaged spleen has been precisely sutured.

Under the dual nourishment of Tang Sect's healing elixir and blood plasma, his pale face gradually regained color, and his breathing became much more stable.

"A miracle...a divine intervention! This is truly a medical marvel!"

Zhong Jiaming stood aside and witnessed the entire treatment process.

He was stunned by this magical scene.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he knelt down with a thud and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to Tang Tian.

"Senior, please accept me as your disciple, even if it's just a nominal one."

"roll!"

Tang Tian rebuked him coldly, his eyes filled with displeasure.

If Zhong Jiaming weren't a doctor at the People's Hospital and didn't help Tang Feng's subsequent treatment, he really wanted to slap that bastard to death.

"Sect Master, how much of the young master's health can he recover?"

Tang Kuo strode forward and asked eagerly.

Tang Tian shook his head, his expression extremely solemn.

"The effect is not good. Unless he finds the legendary Nine-Leaf Resurrection Mushroom, he will never be able to return to the path of martial arts in this lifetime."

The Nine-Leaf Resurrection Mushroom, also known as the Azure Nine-Leaf Lingzhi, grows deep in a cold pool. It can nourish the origin of the dantian, repair damage to the dantian, and stabilize the qi sea. It is a sacred product for martial artists to heal injuries and is extremely rare.

"I will immediately inform the sect to send all disciples out to search the world. Even if it means exhausting all the resources of the Tang Sect, we must find the elixir for our young master."

Tang Kuo bowed and volunteered, his attitude exceptionally resolute.

"Um."

Tang Tian nodded slightly, tacitly agreeing to Tang Kuo's suggestion.

Tang Feng was his only son and the future hope of the Tang Clan. If Tang Feng were to become a cripple, he, as the sect leader, would have no face to face his ancestors.

No matter the cost, he was determined to restore Tang Feng's fighting power, even if it meant only reaching the Grandmaster level.

"The people from the Tang Clan are quite interesting."

A hoarse, eerie voice suddenly rang out. The disheveled old woman had somehow appeared at the ICU entrance, without even Tang Tian and Tang Kuo, two top martial artists, noticing her.

She hunched over, baring her large yellow teeth, her sinister gaze sweeping over the two of them.

"No wonder there was the aura of a ninth-rank Grandmaster in this wretched place. It turns out it's because Sect Master Tang and the Grand Elder have graced us with their presence."

"Who?!"

Tang Tian and Tang Kuo were both shocked and enraged. They turned their heads sharply, and their true energy erupted instantly. The pressure of a ninth-grade grandmaster swept across the entire scene like a tsunami.

The old woman bowed slightly, seemingly as a greeting, but her eyes were filled with greed.

"Sect Leader Tang, Elder, how have you been? I greet you with my deepest respects."

The tone shifted abruptly, her sharp gaze suddenly locking onto Zhong Jiaming beside her, and she reprimanded him sternly:

"Get out!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

When Chung Chia-ming saw the person who came, he was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits, as if he had seen his natural enemy. He didn't even dare to lift his head. He trembled all over and scrambled out of the ICU.

"Sect Master Tang, the young sect master's dantian is only destroyed, he may not need the Nine-Leaf Rejuvenating Mushroom."

The old woman withdrew her gaze and said with a sinister smile:

"My Southern Frontier Gu techniques can also help him recover his cultivation, and even take it to the next level."

"You want my son to practice Gu magic?"

Tang Tian immediately saw through the old woman's thoughts.

The Tang Clan and the Witchcraft Cult both belong to the southwest. One side is skilled in weapons and poisons, while the other side is skilled in raising Gu worms.

Although they had interactions, they were always wary of each other.

"Using Gu worms to replace the dantian, cultivating both Gu and martial arts—wouldn't that be even better than simply practicing martial arts?"

The old woman smiled strangely and tried her best to deceive people.

"Sect Leader Tang, finding the Nine-Leaf Rejuvenating Mushroom is as difficult as ascending to heaven. Even if you find it, you'll probably have missed the best time for treatment. But my method is extremely simple. As long as you nod, I can do it immediately."

Tang Tian fell silent.

How could he not know that the hope of finding the Nine-Leaf Resurrection Mushroom was slim?

Using Gu worms to replace the dantian is indeed a way out.

But he also knew that Gu magic was sinister and evil, and practitioners were mostly emaciated and neither human nor ghost. The old woman in front of him was the best example.

"Tell me, what are your conditions?"

There's no such thing as a free lunch. If an old woman comes to your door willingly, she must have something to gain.

"I only need the life force of three Grandmaster-level experts to raise Gu worms, and I also need a top-grade healing elixir."

The old woman was blunt and immediately asked for a price.

"You're insane!"

Tang Kuo roared, "Grandmaster-level experts are the backbone of major sects, how dare you demand three of them at once?"

Don't rush to refuse.

The old woman waved her hand and said with a sinister smile:

"I won't take their lives. I'll just let my Gu worms feed on them for a month. Afterward, they'll recover with a little care and won't have any aftereffects."