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“Seiji, you’ve become complacent. No matter how powerful you are, can you really stand against the combined strength of us brothers?”
After Ye Xuan finished laughing, Ye Hui and Ye Zhong stood on either side of him, the three brothers lined up together, coldly staring down at Mr. Seiji.
Mr. Seiji tightened his gaze, looking at the few people above him, momentarily speechless, feeling a heavy pressure in his heart.
He heard Ye Xuan continue, “Seiji, even at your peak, you could not be our match. You rushed here from the Boundary Marker, only wanting to return to Han Prefecture. I fear your Yang Yuan has long been depleted. Right now, you’re just showing off; you’re nothing but a paper tiger. You don’t even need my two younger brothers to intervene; I could easily take your head myself. Do you believe that?”
Mr. Seiji lowered his head. His Flesh and Yang Yuan had indeed been nearly exhausted from the earlier rush. Now his Flesh was weakened and needed recovery; how could he possibly be a match for the three brothers?
Any one of the three brothers could easily capture Mr. Seiji, expending little effort.
“Time waits for no one; time waits for no one.”
Mr. Seiji was filled with rage and regret, realizing he had made a grave mistake. Just now, Ye Xuan and the others had received orders from the Red Robe Sect Leader. Could it be that old rascal Ye Nanzhai?
Mr. Seiji felt it was unlikely. What was going on with Ye Nanzhai? He had fought against Ye Nanzhai before; although the opponent’s cultivation was unfathomable, he could not possibly possess such wisdom to cleverly combine timing, location, and manpower to set up an intricate scheme.
Internally, Mr. Seiji thought that anyone could have arranged this plan, but as for Ye Nanzhai, he lacked that kind of intelligence.
“Now that things have come to this point, there’s no room for any reversal. Such a well-crafted plan is beyond my calculations; I, Xu Shengzhi, admit defeat. Well then, I’ll return to headquarters to report to the President. As long as I explain the reasons, I believe he will still forgive me. As for these few people in front of me, no matter how bold they are, they wouldn’t dare do anything to my Flesh. Even considering the face of the Martial Arts Association, they wouldn’t take action against my Flesh. If it comes down to it, I can always retreat to the mountains and undergo Corpse Dissolution Reincarnation.”
A thought flashed through Mr. Seiji’s mind as he prepared to use his Yin Spirit Disembodiment to first retrieve the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association from Banshu Castle. As for his Flesh, he would leave it here for now; he was certain that Ye Xuan and the others wouldn’t dare do anything to it.
After some time passed and the grievances between the Martial Arts Association and the Red Robe Sect eased, he would find another opportunity to reclaim his Flesh. This plan would work just as well.
On the hillside, Ye Xuan and the others mocked Mr. Seiji with their words, only falling silent when he lowered his head and ceased to argue.
Suddenly, they noticed something unexpected: Mr. Seiji stood there with his head down, completely motionless.
Ye Xuan shouted, "Oh no, this old man might have used Disembodiment to escape!"
The three brothers looked down at Mr. Seiji, and sure enough, he remained standing there with his head bowed, as if dead.
"Stop him! Don't let him bite his tongue and commit suicide. If this scoundrel gets harmed, it could ruin the Master’s plans," Ye Zhong also shouted, wanting to prevent Mr. Seiji from harming himself.
Although Mr. Seiji was currently their captive, if he were to be harmed, it would worsen the relationship between the Red Robe Sect and the Martial Arts Association to an uncontrollable extent.
If Mr. Seiji remained unharmed within the Red Robe Sect, he would become a bargaining chip that would bolster their confidence. Conversely, if anything happened to him, the consequences would be dire.
After all, Mr. Seiji was still the first Advisor of the Martial Arts Association; his status was significant and crucial, and they could not afford any negligence.
With that, the three brothers exerted themselves and rushed down the hillside to Mr. Seiji's side.
Ye Xuan slapped his thigh in frustration and said, "This is bad; he has indeed entered Yin Spirit Disembodiment. Now only a shell remains here; we’ve been tricked."
The three brothers laid down Mr. Seiji's Flesh and saw that his eyes were tightly closed and his breathing even, clearly indicating a state of sleep—this was a clear sign of Yin Spirit Disembodiment.
"What should we do, big brother?" Ye Zhong and Ye Hui exchanged glances and asked Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan took a deep breath, waved his hand calmly, and said, "It's fine; this matter is not critical. The Master sent us brothers to intercept Mr. Seiji nearby. Since he dared to use Yin Spirit Disembodiment to escape and left his Flesh behind without concern, I believe the Master has already anticipated this."
Ye Hui and Ye Zhong nodded, feeling it made sense. The leader had grown remarkably fast over the past two years, far beyond their expectations, embodying both wisdom and strength, truly a figure to be admired.
"How about this: Third Brother, you take Zuo Zixiong's Flesh back to the Branch and keep a close watch on it. Make sure nothing goes wrong. Second Brother and I will stay behind and check the surroundings; perhaps we can find some clues. I doubt Zuo Zixiong has gone far; let's give it a try." The three brothers of Ye exchanged glances, agreeing with the plan.
Thus, Ye Zhong hoisted Mr. Seiji's Flesh onto his shoulder like carrying a fat pig. With a few jumps, he plunged into the nearby bushes, heading towards the Red Robe Sect's Anzhou Branch.
Immediately after, Ye Xuan and Ye Zhong split up to search the desolate mountains and wilderness, continuously releasing Flesh's vital energy in an attempt to locate Mr. Seiji's Yin Spirit.
Meanwhile, in Banshu Castle of the Southern Seven States, a different game was unfolding.
Lu Chenliang then headed alone to the Ye Family's residence in Banshu Castle. Today was the agreed-upon date when Ye Dajin, disregarding his tarnished reputation, offered a high reward to invite renowned physicians from the Southern Seven States for a consultation.
The subject of this consultation was naturally Ye Dajin's son, Ye Yunding, who was not yet three years old and could only walk in circles without speaking—a fool.
When Lu Chen arrived at the Ye Family Mansion, most of the physicians were already there, including some well-known masters—true experts in medical skills.
Of course, there were also opportunists among them since Ye Dajin's conditions guaranteed a reward regardless of whether they could treat Ye Yunding's rare ailment or not; it was considered a service fee.
Additionally, the Ye Residence provided an exquisite lunch and free accommodation for those who traveled from afar. Such conditions were particularly generous and reflected how much Ye Dajin cherished this late-arriving son.
While there were opportunists, there were also serious physicians among them. Their motivation was simply to tackle this rare illness; it was merely an interest and a serious commitment to their profession.
At that moment in the morning, a group of physicians gathered in the Ye Family Mansion, served with fine tea and water. Then, pairs or trios of physicians were taken to Young Master Ye Yunding's room for examination.
Most of those at the front of the line entered with hope but came out shaking their heads and sighing; it was easy to guess what the outcome would be.
Some were murmuring to themselves, saying, "This is rare in the world; I am powerless, and I can only hope that this young master can grow up healthy."
The physicians who had examined the case, although they had no specific treatment methods and could not identify the illness, mostly stayed behind to be arranged in another courtyard for discussions and exchanges of opinions, with the aim of trying to come up with some useful conclusions.
It wasn't until noon that only half of the over a hundred physicians had finished their consultations. Diagnosing ailments is a troublesome process; every step—observation, inquiry, and examination—must be followed, so progress was slow.
After a whole morning passed, it still wasn't Lu Chen's turn, but he wasn't anxious.
At noon, the Ye Family Mansion provided a lavish meal for the many physicians. After a brief rest following lunch, everyone resumed their consultations.
By mid-afternoon, it was finally Lu Chen's turn.
Lu Chen entered the inner court with three other physicians dressed similarly. They walked past several palaces and arrived outside a luxurious room.
Even from a distance, one could smell the strong scent of medicine wafting through the air, clearly indicating that the Ye Family had administered medicine to Ye Yunding due to his illness.
Whether it was medicinal or tonic herbs, they would leave residues in the human body, potentially causing harm.
In this regard, the Ye Family made a mistake; however, Ye Yunding was fortunate and resilient, so it didn't seem to matter much.
A servant pushed open the door, and Lu Chen and the others entered the room in succession. Inside sat several other individuals; besides two servants assisting, there was a plump middle-aged man sitting on a chair by the bed.
This plump middle-aged man wore luxurious brocade clothing and was not tall but exuded an air of nobility. Without needing to guess, one could tell that this person must be Ye Dajin, the wealthiest man in the Southern Seven States.
Behind Ye Dajin, several beautiful middle-aged women stood; they were likely his concubines, each silent as if afraid to breathe.
Lu Chen intentionally glanced at Ye Dajin, who seemed to notice and shifted his gaze over. When he saw Lu Chen's age, he was taken aback, a hint of mild disgust appearing on his face.
He probably thought that someone as young as Lu Chen was likely just there to take advantage of free food and drink. At such a young age, could he really be a qualified physician?
Lu Chen noticed Ye Dajin's expression but did not respond. He kept his head down and walked towards Ye Yunding's bed.
"Wait."
The previously quiet room was suddenly interrupted by Ye Dajin, shocking everyone as they turned to look at him.
Ye Dajin fixed his gaze on Lu Chen and asked, "Are you a physician?" His tone was clearly questioning.
Lu Chen blinked, realizing the question was directed at him. He immediately cupped his hands in salute and replied, "Yes, I am indeed a physician."
Ye Dajin found it hard to believe and turned to glance at the several concubines behind him, questioning, "Is there really such a young physician? Don't let him mess things up." There was a hint of sarcasm in Ye Dajin's tone.
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