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 Miracle Doctor Chapter 731

Ye Qiu quickly picked up a sword from the ground.

This sword was left behind by the assassins who had previously surrounded and attacked Xiao Jiu, forged from fine steel, far inferior to the Imperial Sword Chixiao.

However, it did not affect Ye Qiu’s execution of the Grass Character Sword Technique.

As soon as Ye Qiu’s right hand gripped the sword hilt, before he could unleash his ultimate move, he saw Asaman raise the staff in his right hand, blocking Xiao Jiu.

“Mani mani hum…”

Asaman chanted incantations, and suddenly, a dazzling white light burst from the staff.

Boom!

Xiao Jiu was instantly thrown back, blood gushing from his mouth.

What kind of bizarre technique was this?

Ye Qiu was shocked.

At that moment, Asaman raised the staff again, and the white light fell upon Ye Wudi, shouting, “Die!”

A strange scene unfolded.

Ye Wudi’s body stiffened, and holding the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, he moved to slit his own throat.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu’s face paled with fear, and he hurriedly drew a Five Thunder Talisman.

“Boom!”

The Five Thunder Talisman struck the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, stopping Ye Wudi’s “suicide.” Then, Ye Qiu flashed forward, grabbed Ye Wudi’s shoulder, and quickly retreated dozens of metres.

Only when they reached a safe area did Ye Qiu check Ye Wudi’s condition.

At that moment, Ye Wudi’s eyes were dull, as if he had been cursed.

What was going on?

Ye Qiu quickly checked Ye Wudi’s pulse, only to find that the energy within his body was in complete disarray.

Without time to think, Ye Qiu channelled his innate energy into Ye Wudi’s body.

Instantly, Ye Wudi shuddered, and his eyes became clear again.

“How do you feel?” Ye Qiu asked, glancing at Asaman, who hadn’t pursued them.

Asaman’s left arm had been severed by the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, and he was now healing himself.

Ye Wudi looked confused. “What happened to me?”

“I’m the one who should be asking you what happened! Why did you suddenly try to kill yourself?” Ye Qiu asked.

“Kill myself?”

Ye Wudi seemed to recall something, a cold sweat breaking out on his back. He cursed, “I was careless just now and almost fell victim to that old bastard’s head-lowering technique.”

Ye Qiu had previously been warned by Ye Wudi that Asaman was a head-lowering master.

Ye Wudi explained, “The head-lowering technique is a bizarre dark art, similar to gu poison techniques, and it comes in many forms, such as spirit-lowering, gu-lowering, sound-lowering, and drug-lowering…”

“If I’m not mistaken, what Asaman used just now was spirit-lowering.”

“Spirit-lowering is a mental attack technique. The head-lowering master uses their willpower to make the victim experience illusions or lose consciousness, causing them to do unthinkable things.”

“When that white light hit me, I felt as though I had completely lost faith in life, my heart filled with despair, wanting only to end it all and leave this world.”

Ye Wudi said with lingering fear, “Thankfully, you saved me, or I would’ve died here today.”

The head-lowering technique was that powerful?

Ye Qiu asked, “Is there a way to counter it?”

“There is,” Ye Wudi replied. “As long as your heart is as steadfast as a rock, or if you protect your head with true energy, you won’t be affected by spirit-lowering.”

Ye Qiu was surprised. “It’s that simple?”

Ye Wudi said, “It sounds simple, but it’s very difficult to achieve. Don’t forget, Asaman isn’t an ordinary head-lowering master. He’s ranked tenth on the Divine List, and his cultivation far surpasses ours.”

Ye Qiu smiled. “Though he’s a Divine List master, he’s lost his left arm, so his combat ability will be greatly reduced.”

“Rest for a bit.”

“I’ll go check on the Champion Marquis.”

With that, Ye Qiu quickly approached Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu was sitting on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his handsome face deathly pale.

“Champion Marquis, are you alright?” Ye Qiu asked.

Xiao Jiu forced a smile and said, “I’m fine. Asaman, that old bastard, is too strong. Killing him won’t be easy.”

It wasn’t just difficult—it was nearly impossible.

After all, Xiao Jiu was ranked first on the Dragon List, only half a step away from the Divine List.

As for Ye Wudi, though not as strong as Xiao Jiu in his prime, he wasn’t far behind.

And Ye Qiu, having received a hundred years of power from the monk Kongjian, had mastered the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Combined with two moves of the Grass Character Sword Technique and his talisman trump cards, his combat strength was no less than Xiao Jiu at his peak.

Even so, the three of them together couldn’t stop Asaman.

Of course, if Xiao Jiu hadn’t been injured, the situation might have been slightly better.

“Ye Qiu, to be honest, I didn’t expect you to come save me.”

“And I certainly didn’t expect that, in such a short time, your cultivation would improve so drastically.”

“I’ll repay you and Ye Wudi’s life-saving grace in the next life. For now, I’ll hold Asaman off. You and Ye Wudi should leave first.”

Xiao Jiu said, “Rather than all of us dying here, it’s better if I take that old bastard down with me.”

Ye Qiu’s eyes narrowed.

From Xiao Jiu’s words, it seemed he still had a trump card!

Ye Qiu劝道, “Champion Marquis, we’re not at the end of the road yet. Let’s fight Asaman again. Maybe we can take him down.”

Xiao Jiu said gravely, “Divine List masters aren’t so easily defeated. Asaman’s lost an arm, and now he’ll use thunderous methods to kill us…”

Before he could finish, a massive wave of killing intent surged towards them.

Ye Qiu turned to see Asaman standing up from the ground, striding towards them.

His killing aura was overwhelming.

Asaman’s presence was terrifying, and wherever he passed, the wind and snow parted automatically.

He was like a god, looking down on all living beings.

With each step, Asaman spoke:

“You killed my mount.”

“You severed my left arm.”

“Today, even if the gods themselves came, they couldn’t save you.”

“All of you will die!”

Boom!

Asaman shot forward like a cannonball, appearing instantly in front of Ye Wudi, smashing his staff down fiercely.

Ye Wudi showed no fear, gripping the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow to meet the attack.

Clang, clang, clang—

The sound of fierce collisions rang out. In less than ten seconds, Ye Wudi was kicked away by Asaman.

Immediately after, Asaman turned, teleporting-like, to appear before Ye Qiu, raising his staff high.

“Die!”

Asaman roared, and a brilliant white light erupted from the staff.

Head-lowering technique!

Ye Qiu was prepared. Seeing Asaman use the head-lowering technique, he didn’t hesitate, flashing away to escape.

However, after retreating to a distance, Ye Qiu realised Asaman hadn’t pursued him. Feeling something was off, he looked back to see the brilliant white light from Asaman’s staff enveloping Xiao Jiu.

Damn, the old bastard’s real target was Xiao Jiu.

Ye Qiu was shocked and shouted, “Stop!”

But it was too late.

A cold, cruel smile appeared on Asaman’s face as he roared at Xiao Jiu:

“Die!”

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Indeed.

After Xiao Jiu was enveloped by the white light from the staff, his expression turned dull, and he placed the war knife against his own neck.

“Champion Marquis, time to meet your end!”

A cold, sinister smile appeared on Asaman’s lips.

But unexpectedly, in the next second, Xiao Jiu broke free from the white light, his war knife slashing fiercely towards Asaman.

Hm?

A flicker of surprise flashed in Asaman’s eyes, followed by a smile spreading across his face.

“To break free from this priest’s spirit-lowering technique, you’re truly worthy of the title Champion Marquis. But alas, you’re injured and no match for me.”

Asaman’s lips moved rapidly, emitting a buzzing sound like a swarm of bees.

It was utterly eerie.

“Clang!”

Xiao Jiu’s war knife struck Asaman’s head, as if hitting an impossibly hard steel plate, producing a metallic clang.

Asaman remained unscathed.

How could this be?

Xiao Jiu’s expression changed.

“Champion Marquis, surprised?”

Asaman grinned, revealing a mouth full of uneven black teeth, looking somewhat ferocious and terrifying. Immediately after, he swung his staff down towards Xiao Jiu’s head.

Xiao Jiu, after all, was the top-ranked master on the Dragon List. Though heavily injured and only able to muster half his usual strength, his combat experience was vast. Seeing Asaman’s staff coming down, he immediately retreated.

However—

Asaman seemed to have anticipated Xiao Jiu’s move. With a swift step, he darted behind Xiao Jiu.

The staff aimed again at the back of Xiao Jiu’s head.

This strike, in both strength and speed, was many times greater than before. Clearly, Asaman had no intention of giving Xiao Jiu any chance to survive.

At the critical moment—

“Swish!”

A sword aura shot towards him.

Asaman leaped into the air, dodging the sword aura, but the staff continued its descent towards Xiao Jiu’s head.

It seemed Xiao Jiu was about to be struck.

At the pivotal moment—

“Bang!”

Suddenly, a bullet whistled from afar, striking the staff in Asaman’s hand.

Clang!

The bullet ricocheted away, but the immense force also shifted the staff’s trajectory.

Yet it only deviated by two millimetres, and the staff was still rapidly closing in on Xiao Jiu’s head.

“Bang!”

Another gunshot rang out.

This time, the bullet was aimed straight at Asaman’s forehead.

It arrived in an instant.

Asaman was caught in a dilemma.

If he persisted in killing Xiao Jiu, the bullet would hit his forehead. Though he had a secret technique that could make his body as hard as steel, he wasn’t certain it could withstand a sniper bullet.

After all, the skin at the forehead was thin, and if it was pierced, it would be a death sentence.

He didn’t dare take the risk.

In a split-second decision, Asaman abandoned Xiao Jiu, swiftly swinging his staff to deflect the bullet.

The entire sequence took no more than a second.

But that one second gave Xiao Jiu a lifeline.

Xiao Jiu swiftly dashed away, joining Ye Qiu and Ye Wudi. The three of them then looked towards the direction of the canyon.

Two figures were approaching rapidly, treading through the snow.

It was Qinglong and Qilin!

“Why are the people from Dragon Gate here?”

Ye Wudi was puzzled, glancing at Ye Qiu as he spoke.

He knew Ye Qiu was one of the four Dragon Envoys of Dragon Gate.

Could it be that Qinglong and Qilin had come to assist Ye Qiu?

Ye Qiu remained silent, but he knew in his heart that Qinglong and Qilin were here under Cao Yuan’s orders to rescue Xiao Jiu.

Back in Yangcheng, when Cao Yuan faced a life-or-death crisis, it was Xiao Jiu who appeared at the critical moment, ensuring Cao Yuan’s safety.

Otherwise, Cao Yuan would have been long dead.

Qinglong and Qilin had come to rescue Xiao Jiu to repay the debt of gratitude for saving Cao Yuan’s life that day.

Soon, Qinglong and Qilin reached Ye Qiu and the others.

Both looked somewhat exhausted.

Qilin was holding a sniper rifle.

“Champion Marquis, His Excellency Nine Thousand Years heard you were in trouble and sent Qilin and me to assist you,” Qinglong said.

“Sigh…” Xiao Jiu let out a long sigh. Instead of feeling relieved, his face showed worry.

“Champion Marquis, what’s wrong?” Qilin asked, confused.

Xiao Jiu said, “You shouldn’t have come. The three of us combined couldn’t handle Asaman. Your arrival won’t change the outcome, and you might even lose your lives here.”

Qinglong replied, “Back in Yangcheng, if it weren’t for you, Champion Marquis, stepping in to save us from danger, we’d already be dead. If I can help you today, even if it costs me my life, I’ll do so without hesitation.”

Qilin added, “Exactly. A drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring, let alone your life-saving grace.”

Xiao Jiu glanced at Qinglong and Qilin, saying gratefully, “Thank you.”

Ye Qiu said, “Since you’re here, let’s discuss how to deal with that old bastard.”

With that, Ye Qiu glanced at Asaman.

The old bastard hadn’t attacked yet, perhaps out of arrogance or certainty that Ye Qiu and the others were doomed. He merely watched them coldly, seemingly giving them time to strategize.

Ye Wudi said, “Fighting like this won’t work. Asaman is not only incredibly skilled but also a highly proficient head-lowering master. His head-lowering techniques are impossible to guard against.”

“We need to come up with a solid and effective plan to take him down.”

“If we can’t kill him, then we escape.”

Ye Qiu said, “The five of us are all Dragon List-level masters, while Asaman is merely the lowest-ranked on the Divine List. If we can’t even take him down and have to flee, that’d be utterly humiliating.”

“My stance is to abandon any thoughts of escape and fight to the end.”

“Today, we’ll slaughter this old bastard right here!”

Ye Qiu’s gaze swept across everyone’s faces, and he smiled, “Don’t you think killing a Divine List master is quite an accomplishment?”

Hearing this, Xiao Jiu laughed, “As Ye Qiu says, I’ll take the lead in the attack later.”

“Are you up for it?” Ye Wudi asked.

“Trust me,” Xiao Jiu smiled and added, “When I make my move, you all just watch from the sidelines.”

Ye Wudi said, “Then after your attack, I’ll go next. That old bastard dared to trick me with his head-lowering technique. Today, I’ll make him see what I’m capable of.”

Seeing the looks on Xiao Jiu and Ye Wudi’s faces, Ye Qiu knew they were about to use their ultimate trump cards.

Ye Qiu followed, “I’ll go last.”

“Qinglong, Qilin, later you two find a way to keep Asaman occupied, buy me some time.”

“Remember, just keep him tied up so he can’t move freely. Don’t confront him head-on.”

“And when he uses his head-lowering technique, a white light will appear on his staff. You must avoid that light.”

Qinglong and Qilin nodded simultaneously, indicating they understood.

“Since everything’s set, let’s get ready to act!” Xiao Jiu led the charge, with the other four following closely behind.

The five of them advanced towards Asaman, their faces filled with resolve.

In this battle, it was victory or death!

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Whoosh—

The cold wind howled.

Snowflakes danced wildly in the air.

Ye Qiu and the others exuded a towering killing intent, pressing towards Asaman in unison.

“Heh, two more fools seeking death. Very well.”

Asaman, holding his staff, pointed at the five of them arrogantly and said, “Don’t waste this priest’s time. Come at me together!”

“At this point, you still dare to act so brazen? It seems it’s time to teach you a lesson.”

As Xiao Jiu spoke, he handed his war knife to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu was puzzled.

He didn’t understand what Xiao Jiu meant.

“That sword in your hand is too inferior. Use my knife!” Xiao Jiu said. “Though my knife isn’t as good as the Imperial Sword Chixiao, it has tasted countless blood and is perfect for killing.”

Ye Qiu asked, “If you give me your knife, how will you deal with that old bastard?”

“Want to know?” Xiao Jiu gave a mysterious smile. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

Xiao Jiu handed the war knife to Ye Qiu and then strode towards Asaman.

With each step forward, his aura grew stronger.

Though heavily injured, Xiao Jiu stood tall and straight, like a divine sword that would rather break than bend.

At the same time, a ferocious energy radiated from Xiao Jiu, surging and overwhelming, as if a fierce tiger had awakened.

“Thud!”

As Xiao Jiu took a step, a loud boom rang out, like a war drum, deafening. A deep crack appeared in the ground instantly.

His fighting spirit was rising steadily.

In just a moment, Ye Qiu noticed that Xiao Jiu’s fighting spirit had reached an unprecedented height, as if a war god had possessed him.

The falling snowflakes, when within two metres of Xiao Jiu, were blasted into powder.

His soaring killing intent shattered the wind and snowfall!

In Asaman’s cold, eerie eyes, a trace of wicked amusement flickered, tinged with…

Excitement!

Yes, excitement.

It was the kind of thrill a hunter feels when spotting prey.

“Champion Marquis, are you finally going to use your trump card?”

“Excellent!”

“I hope you don’t disappoint this priest.”

Asaman also released a chilling aura, as if it came from the depths of the underworld, sending shivers down one’s spine.

Then, pointing his staff at Xiao Jiu, he shouted, “Come and meet your death!”

Xiao Jiu stepped forward, continuing to close in on Asaman, and as he advanced, he said, “You’re merely the lowest-ranked on the Divine List. What gives you the right to shout at this Marquis? Trash!”

Trash…

Who would dare say such a thing?

After all, Asaman was the tenth-ranked master on the Divine List, the most formidable head-lowering master of the Brahmin!

Who would dare call him trash?

But Xiao Jiu did.

Ye Qiu and the others felt their blood surge with excitement, sensing an unparalleled dominance emanating from Xiao Jiu.

This dominance stemmed from his absolute confidence in his own strength.

Asaman said coldly, “Hmph, to dare call this priest trash, Xiao Jiu, you’re the first! You’ll pay for your words!”

However, Xiao Jiu’s response was a single word.

“Kill!”

With a roar, Xiao Jiu charged forward.

Asaman immediately met Xiao Jiu’s attack.

The two collided like a comet striking the earth.

A fierce clash ensued.

In the blink of an eye, they exchanged over thirty moves.

Boom!

The staff sent Xiao Jiu flying.

Asaman said coldly, “A dying man dares to challenge me? Truly overestimating yourself.”

“Is it really overestimating myself? I think not.” Xiao Jiu clenched his right fist.

In an instant, his military coat fluttered wildly.

Ye Qiu clearly sensed that, at this moment, Xiao Jiu’s aura had changed.

If Xiao Jiu had been filled with dominance before, now he was like an invincible overlord.

On Xiao Jiu’s right fist, three faint strands of white light swirled.

Though these three strands were as thin as hair, they emitted a terrifying sharpness.

“That’s… true energy!”

Qinglong exclaimed.

“To think the Champion Marquis has cultivated three strands of true energy!” Qilin’s face was full of shock.

Ye Qiu was also stunned. Xiao Jiu, only in his thirties, had cultivated three strands of true energy. Such martial talent was unmatched in the current era.

After all, even supreme masters like Long Wu and the monk Kongjian, who had trained for a century, had only cultivated three strands of true energy.

This showed just how terrifying Xiao Jiu’s strength was.

“The top of the Dragon List is indeed formidable. If the Champion Marquis weren’t injured, he could probably take down that old bastard,” Qinglong said after the shock.

A glint flashed in Ye Wudi’s eyes as he said, “Of all the people I’ve seen, Xiao Jiu’s martial talent ranks in the top three.”

Just the top three?

Qilin asked curiously, “Who are the top two?”

“My brother, Ye Wushuang, and as for the other…” Ye Wudi paused, then said, “Xiao Jiu is about to use his ultimate killing move.”

At that, everyone looked up ahead.

“Asaman, let me show you the power of my fist.”

After saying this, Xiao Jiu moved like a dragon bursting from the sea, instantly rushing to Asaman and throwing a punch.

This punch was earth-shattering, unstoppable!

Asaman showed no fear, gripping his staff and swinging it at Xiao Jiu’s fist.

Boom!

The staff collided with the fist, and a spray of blood splattered.

Step, step, step—

Asaman staggered back over a dozen steps before steadying himself. The webbing of his right hand, gripping the staff, had split open, blood flowing freely.

“The Champion Marquis has the upper hand!”

Ye Qiu and the others widened their eyes in shock, amazed that Xiao Jiu, despite his injuries, could wound Asaman.

“Kill!”

Xiao Jiu let out a roar, his dominance surging. He was like a demon god breaking free from hell, shattering his chains, utterly terrifying.

Asaman’s expression grew grave. He began chanting a spell, his voice strange and grating, as if his throat were filled with nails, making one’s scalp tingle.

The next second, the staff flew above Asaman’s head, releasing a brilliant white light.

Head-lowering technique!

To everyone’s surprise, this white light didn’t attack Xiao Jiu but enveloped Asaman entirely, like a transparent glass dome, shielding him within.

Boom!

Xiao Jiu’s punch landed on the white light, producing a “clang” as if striking a steel plate.

The white light was incredibly sturdy, not trembling in the slightest, and Asaman, fully encased in it, was completely unharmed.

Asaman grinned, “Xiao Jiu, I stand invincible. What can you do to me?”

“You ask what I can do? I’ll answer you now—this Marquis can crush you!”

Xiao Jiu’s eyes blazed with ferocity. His fists swung repeatedly, hammering the white light, producing continuous “clang clang” sounds that echoed through the canyon.

His fist technique was terrifying, not only fierce but also capable of boosting his fighting spirit.

The more he fought, the fiercer he became.

At this moment, it seemed nothing in the world could withstand Xiao Jiu’s fists.

Ten punches in succession.

“Crack!”

The white light shattered, and Asaman was sent flying with a single punch.

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As Asaman was sent flying, Xiao Jiu swiftly pursued, relentlessly swinging his fists, hammering away.

Bang!

Asaman took a punch to the chest.

Crack!

His sternum shattered.

Blood sprayed from Asaman’s mouth as he was thrown back once more.

“Go to hell!”

Xiao Jiu, his face full of killing intent, chased after him, intent on finishing Asaman off.

“Mani mani hum…”

Asaman silently chanted a spell, and his staff released another beam of white light.

The white light quickly enveloped Xiao Jiu.

Yet Xiao Jiu paid it no mind, charging through the light like a ferocious tiger, throwing a punch from a distance aimed at Asaman’s head.

In a desperate move, Asaman had no choice but to meet Xiao Jiu head-on. The two clashed, engaging in a life-or-death struggle.

“Boom!”

They fought fiercely.

Two blurred shadows collided rapidly, moving so fast that even experts like Qinglong and Qilin couldn’t track their movements.

“Too strong!”

Qinglong exclaimed, “If the Champion Marquis weren’t injured, that old bastard might not be able to hold him off.”

Qilin nodded in agreement, saying, “The Champion Marquis’s fists are terrifying. In his prime, I probably couldn’t even withstand a single punch.”

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The sounds of collisions rang out continuously.

Moments later, both figures were flung back.

Asaman’s white robe was stained with blood, and more trickled from his mouth, making him look rather dishevelled.

Xiao Jiu, on the other hand, was also coughing up blood incessantly.

Asaman wiped the blood from his lips and said, “Xiao Jiu, the world calls you the War God of the Northern Border, and in this priest’s view, you live up to the name.”

“Even with such heavy injuries, you still possess this level of combat strength. This priest is truly impressed.”

“But alas, your cultivation is inferior to mine, and with your injuries, you cannot escape death today.”

“By the way, this priest has never seen your fist technique before. What is it called?”

Asaman was curious.

Xiao Jiu’s fists were imbued with boundless dominance, exuding a terrifying aura and devastating attack power.

Most frighteningly, this fist technique could also enhance Xiao Jiu’s combat strength.

Xiao Jiu replied, “The technique I use is called Overlord Fist!”

Overlord Fist?

Asaman frowned. He had never heard of such a technique before today.

Xiao Jiu added, “I created it myself.”

Instantly, everyone was stunned.

“The Champion Marquis created such a terrifying fist technique himself? Truly… formidable beyond measure!”

Qilin’s face was filled with fervent admiration.

Throughout history, those who could create their own techniques were, without exception, martial arts geniuses.

Many martial arts grandmasters spent their entire lives unable to devise even a single move.

It was like modern calligraphers or painters striving to establish their own school—since ancient times, those who succeeded were exceedingly rare.

Xiao Jiu, only in his thirties, had already achieved a height most could never reach in a lifetime. He could only be described with four words—

Astonishingly brilliant!

Ye Wudi said with admiration, “Xiao Jiu is truly a peerless talent of our time. If he weren’t injured, that old bastard might not be able to withstand his fists.”

Ye Qiu nodded slightly, fully agreeing with Ye Wudi’s words.

Xiao Jiu indeed had the strength to challenge Divine List masters.

At this moment, besides admiring Xiao Jiu, Ye Qiu also realised that, despite his own significant increase in power and mastery of many trump cards, there was still a considerable gap between him and Xiao Jiu.

For instance, Xiao Jiu had cultivated three strands of true energy.

Xiao Jiu could create his own techniques.

These were things Ye Qiu currently lacked.

“I must work harder to catch up to Xiao Jiu’s level soon,” Ye Qiu silently motivated himself.

A trace of wariness appeared in Asaman’s eyes.

He had a strong premonition that if Xiao Jiu didn’t die today, the Brahmin would face catastrophic consequences in the future.

No matter what, Xiao Jiu had to be killed!

With that thought, Asaman declared loudly, “Xiao Jiu, unleash the full power of your Overlord Fist. This priest will give you one final chance.”

“Rest assured, this Marquis won’t disappoint you.” Xiao Jiu charged forward, his fists unstoppable, the air resonating with the sound of wind and thunder.

Three punches landed in succession.

Boom!

Asaman was sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth.

Xiao Jiu pressed forward, his fists continuing to strike, exuding boundless dominance.

Another three punches.

Asaman was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Though Asaman’s cultivation was profound and he was a skilled head-lowering master, Xiao Jiu’s Overlord Fist was simply too terrifying.

In fact, when facing Xiao Jiu’s fists, Asaman felt an overwhelming sense of fear, as if he were no match.

“No wonder he’s called the Champion Marquis. He’s as ferocious as a champion. Such a man cannot be spared—he must die.”

“Besides, too many from the Brahmin have already died to kill him.”

As these thoughts raced through Asaman’s mind, Xiao Jiu’s fists came at him again.

Bang, bang, bang!

Xiao Jiu threw another three punches.

These three punches were ferocious beyond measure, tearing Asaman’s flesh and shattering his shoulder blade.

Blood flowed freely.

“Xiao Jiu, though you are strong, you cannot kill me.”

Asaman silently chanted a spell, and through some unknown method, his wounds began to heal at a visible rate.

Though not as fast as Ye Qiu’s innate energy, it was still impressive.

Ye Qiu keenly noticed this and said gravely, “This is bad. That old bastard has a secret technique to heal his wounds. At this rate, his injuries will recover soon.”

“We need to kill him before his wounds heal.” Ye Wudi, gripping the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, stepped forward.

Xiao Jiu, being the closest to Asaman, also noticed Asaman healing his wounds and raised his right fist high.

Three strands of true energy swirled around his fist.

A ferocious aura surged.

Everyone could feel the boundless dominance emanating from Xiao Jiu’s fist.

Then, Xiao Jiu moved.

He channelled all his strength into his right fist, leaped high into the air, and threw a punch aimed at the top of Asaman’s head.

This punch carried the full force of Xiao Jiu’s lifetime of power.

Asaman hurriedly swung his staff to meet the attack.

But when Xiao Jiu was still three metres away from AsamanDod, he suddenly collapsed from the air, his dominance vanishing instantly.

Xiao Jiu’s face was deathly pale, his entire being utterly depleted.

This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard.

Asaman was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. “Champion Marquis, it seems the heavens want you dead. How could I defy their will? I’ll just have to send you on your way.”

Xiao Jiu was filled with unwillingness. He had created the thirty-six forms of the Overlord Fist, and this punch was the strongest. But because of his severe injuries and exhaustion, he failed to unleash its full power at the critical moment, leading to his failure.

“Perhaps the heavens truly want me dead!”

Xiao Jiu sighed inwardly, closed his eyes, and awaited death.

Asaman raised his staff, swinging it fiercely towards Xiao Jiu’s head. At that moment—

Boom!

A colossal blade aura descended from the sky, like a landslide or tsunami.

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Ye Wudi made his move.

And the moment he acted, he unleashed his trump card.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow radiated an aura of wild arrogance, sweeping through the heavens and earth, as if all others were mere ants in its presence.

A terrifying blade aura slashed toward Asaman.

“Hmph!” Asaman snorted coldly, abandoning his attack on Xiao Jiu and immediately retreating.

Ye Wudi’s blade momentum was too overwhelming; he didn’t dare confront it head-on.

“Boom!”

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow struck the ground.

Crack, crack, crack—

A fissure appeared in the earth, stretching over a dozen metres before stopping.

This strike shook the heavens and earth.

Ye Wudi didn’t pause. Pointing the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow at Asaman, his killing intent was boundless.

“A Divine List master? So what? Take a strike from me!”

Boom!

Ye Wudi’s second slash came roaring out.

“Hmph, you think this priest fears you?” Asaman, enraged, raised his staff and clashed fiercely with the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

Clang!

In the next second, Asaman was sent flying.

Ye Qiu and the others were dumbfounded, their hearts pounding as if they might burst from their chests.

If Xiao Jiu’s fists were unmatched in dominance, Ye Wudi’s blade was invincible, filled with a wild arrogance that seemed capable of cleaving through all things in the world.

Unfortunately, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow only struck the staff, merely knocking Asaman back.

Had that strike landed on Asaman’s body, it likely would have killed him.

“Kill!”

Asaman, furious, scrambled to his feet and roared, swinging his staff through the air toward Ye Wudi.

Fearless, Ye Wudi charged upward, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow tracing a mysterious arc as it collided with the staff.

Clang!

Sparks flew.

Clanging sounds echoed.

Ye Wudi and Asaman moved at blinding speeds, fighting from one spot to another as if teleporting.

Though Ye Wudi’s cultivation and speed were inferior to Asaman’s, his blade technique was terrifying. Clashing head-on with Asaman, he managed to hold his own.

“Boom!”

A wave of blade aura erupted.

Ye Wudi, wielding his long blade, unleashed endless sharpness, as if the surrounding air itself was being sliced apart, vast and boundless.

Ye Qiu was shocked. This was the first time he’d seen Ye Wudi unleash his full power.

It was terrifying!

At this moment, Ye Wudi was like a beast breaking free from its cage, displaying his invincible might to the fullest.

Swish!

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow spewed forth fearsome blade aura.

Each slash seemed capable of splitting the heavens and shattering the earth.

Its killing intent shook the world.

As the fight wore on, Asaman began to feel a creeping fear and started using his superior speed to dodge constantly.

Ye Wudi’s consecutive slashes couldn’t get close to Asaman.

Asaman’s speed was simply too fast.

At this, Ye Wudi began to taunt:

“This is the so-called Divine List master?”

“Asaman, Xiao Jiu called you trash, but I think he was flattering you.”

“You’re nothing but a cowardly deserter! A worthless waste!”

Waste!

Hearing those words, Asaman, who had been evading, suddenly stopped. His cold eyes locked onto Ye Wudi.

“Ye Wudi, don’t get cocky. Your name may mean ‘invincible,’ but in front of this priest, you’re far from it.”

“You have no right to call this priest a waste.”

“Ye Wudi, I know your game. You’re trying to provoke me, to force me to face your blade head-on.”

“Fine, this priest will indulge you!”

As he spoke, Asaman raised his staff, his aura shifting abruptly. A bone-chilling cold radiated from him.

At the same time, a brilliant white light bloomed from the staff.

“Kill!”

Ye Wudi roared, slashing with the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

Then came a ferocious assault.

Ye Wudi unleashed over three hundred slashes in one breath, each one razor-sharp and brimming with sky-shaking killing intent. Though Asaman blocked every strike, he was battered to the point of coughing up blood repeatedly.

“Ye Qiu, get ready!”

Ye Wudi suddenly shouted.

Ye Qiu knew Ye Wudi was about to unleash his strongest move. He exchanged a glance with Qinglong and Qilin, and Qilin promptly set up his sniper rifle, aiming at Asaman.

Ye Qiu and Qinglong began closing in on Asaman.

“Old bastard, try taking a few more of my strikes.”

Ye Wudi went berserk, appearing above Asaman’s head and slashing down eighteen times in succession.

Asaman was forced to defend with his staff.

His hand, already split open from his clash with Xiao Jiu, now bled profusely under Ye Wudi’s storm-like onslaught, staining his arm red.

Crack—

Suddenly, a faint sound rang out.

Asaman looked up, both shocked and furious. His staff, under the relentless assault of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, had developed a fine crack.

If this continued, the staff wouldn’t hold much longer.

“Final slash!”

Ye Wudi’s voice thundered, carrying immense force as he brought down one last strike from the air.

This slash was supremely powerful and ferocious!

Utterly domineering and invincible!

Pfft—

The staff shattered instantly.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow continued its arc, slashing toward Asaman’s head.

Sensing the impending crisis, Asaman erupted with unparalleled speed, dodging backward. Though he evaded the fatal blow, the blade aura still grazed him, leaving a long gash across his back.

From his left shoulder to his right waist.

Flesh mangled, bones exposed.

“You’ll pay for this!” Asaman roared, turning and charging at Ye Wudi.

Ye Wudi, exhausted from his relentless assault, felt his strength waning but faced Asaman’s charge with undiminished fighting spirit.

“Bring it on!”

Ye Wudi raised the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, two strands of true energy swirling around the blade as he gathered strength, waiting for Asaman to close in.

As Asaman approached, he dodged one of Ye Wudi’s strikes, then suddenly released a cloud of red mist that enveloped Ye Wudi.

“Argh…”

Ye Wudi let out a cry, then his body was flung from the red mist, crashing to the ground in front of Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu quickly supported Ye Wudi, noticing his lips were purple and his face ashen—clear signs of poisoning.

Ye Qiu checked Ye Wudi’s pulse and found the toxin racing toward his heart. He immediately pulled out golden needles and inserted them into several points on Ye Wudi’s body.

“Don’t worry about me. Asaman’s been heavily wounded. Strike now and kill him!” Ye Wudi urged.

“Rest for now. Leave the rest to me.”

Ye Qiu, gripping Xiao Jiu’s war knife, turned and charged toward Asaman.

Asaman chanted a spell, and with a gentle wave of his right hand, the red mist spread outward like ripples.

Soon, Ye Qiu was engulfed by the red mist.

Asaman let out a triumphant laugh. “Kid, it seems you’re begging for death. This priest’s poison-lowering technique can slay gods and destroy Buddhas, let alone a mortal like you…”

Before he could finish, a sharp sword light tore through the red mist, striking Asaman’s body like lightning.

As Asaman was sent flying, one thought consumed his mind: Why wasn’t Ye Qiu affected by the poison-lowering technique?

Why?

Miracle Doctor Chapter 736

With one utterance from Qian Bowen, the room was struck as if by thunder.

Everyone stared at him in shock, unable to believe their ears.

A distinguished professor, erudite and accomplished, had committed murder—how could this not be astonishing?

“Brother, what on earth happened?” Qian Weidong asked, his eyes red. Even now, he refused to believe Qian Bowen was responsible.

Qian Bowen said, “Father’s traditional values were deeply ingrained. After Chunmei’s miscarriage, he repeatedly made it clear that he hoped Chunmei and I would try for a son.”

“But Chunmei’s health couldn’t withstand another pregnancy. Another child could put her life at risk.”

“Yet Father kept pressuring me, to the point where I often dreaded going home. It was around that time that a woman appeared.”

“She was my student!”

“She cared for me, understood me, admired me, and knew my struggles. She even offered to bear me a son without any claim to status.”

“She was young, beautiful, and gentle. Honestly, I was tempted.”

“But then I thought, coming from a family like mine and being a professor, how could I stoop to an affair with my own student? How could I still be a role model?”

“How could I face Chunmei?”

“How could I face my two daughters and Father?”

“How could I face the century-old scholarly reputation of the Qian family?”

“So, I refused her.”

Cao Chunmei erupted, “Refused, my foot! Don’t think I don’t know—you got involved with that student, and she even gave you a son!”

Qian Bowen ignored Cao Chunmei and continued, “Though I deliberately kept my distance from that woman, she was still my student, and we inevitably saw each other a few times a week.”

“About four years ago, her class graduated, and they held a farewell banquet for the teachers.”

“That night, I drank too much. When I woke up, I found her beside me. And just like that, we were together.”

“Soon, she got pregnant. I initially didn’t want the child, but when we found out it was a boy, I wavered.”

“Ten months later, the child was born. She and I both adored him.”

“We got along well until two months ago.”

“Two months ago, she suddenly demanded that I marry her and buy her a flat in the city. I refused.”

“From then on, she grew cold towards me. Sometimes, she wouldn’t contact me for a whole week. She ignored my video calls, phone calls, and WeChat messages.”

“One day, I went to her rented flat. When I entered, I found her in bed with a stranger, doing those things, with the child watching nearby.”

At this point, Qian Bowen’s forehead veins bulged, his fists clenched tightly, like an enraged lion.

“Hahaha…” Cao Chunmei burst into laughter. “Qian Bowen, to think you’ve been cuckolded! Serves you right, hahaha…”

“Shut up!” Qian Bowen roared.

“I won’t shut up! What can you do about it?” Cao Chunmei sneered. “So, that woman cheated on you, and in a fit of rage, you killed the man?”

Qian Bowen admitted plainly, “I killed him!”

The crowd gasped.

A renowned professor had thrown away a brilliant career over a woman—truly lamentable.

Qian Bowen continued, “I didn’t mean to kill them. I was just so angry. I got into a shouting match with that vile couple, and in the heat of the moment, that wretch let slip a secret.”

“The secret was that the child she bore wasn’t mine.”

“I immediately took some of the child’s hair and had a paternity test done. Sure enough, the child wasn’t mine.”

“When I saw the test results, I was consumed with rage. I felt like a clown, played for a fool by that wretch.”

Cao Chunmei mocked from the side, “You reap what you sow—serves you right!”

Qian Bowen said, “That very night, under the cover of darkness, I sneaked into her rented flat, turned on the gas, and left.”

The crowd was stunned.

Could it be that Qian Bowen had killed more than one person?

Indeed.

Qian Bowen continued, “The next day, the news reported that all three of them died of gas poisoning.”

Hearing this, Governor Han cursed, “Qian Bowen, as a professor, how could you commit such a heinous act!”

“Even if that child wasn’t yours, he was so young, and you killed him! Are you even human?”

“You’ll be the death of your teacher!”

Qian Bowen gave a bitter smile. “I know my crimes are unforgivable. Afterwards, I was terrified and lived in constant dread.”

“When I returned home, Father noticed something was off. He thought I was under too much stress and invited me to drink. But I drank too much and, in my drunken state, confessed everything.”

“Father was furious and slapped me several times, demanding that I turn myself in.”

“I begged him repeatedly, but he wouldn’t budge. He insisted I confess. In the end, after much pleading, he gave me one month.”

“He said if I didn’t turn myself in within a month, he would report me to the police himself.”

“I didn’t want to go to prison. I’m a professor—if I confessed, my reputation would be ruined, and I’d face the death penalty. I didn’t want to die!”

“As I was at my wits’ end, I happened to meet a Taoist priest who told me about the art of yansheng (a form of malevolent sorcery). An idea formed.”

“Around that time, I learned that Chunmei and Rong’er had been gambling online, racking up huge debts and even taking out high-interest loans. They desperately needed money to pay them off.”

“So, I conspired with the Taoist priest and carefully orchestrated a plan to kill by proxy.”

“I first found a history book that mentioned the art of yansheng and deliberately let Chunmei see it.”

“Then I arranged for the Taoist priest to ‘accidentally’ meet Chunmei on the street and tell her about the yansheng method.”

“Chunmei was cautious. After learning about yansheng, she didn’t approach the priest herself but sent Rong’er to get two wooden figurines from him.”

“They followed the path I had laid out, performing the yansheng ritual on Father. Even the place where they hid the figurines was exactly as the priest had instructed.”

Hearing this, Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong felt a chill run through them.

They had thought this was a secret known only to the two of them, but it turned out Qian Bowen had orchestrated everything from the start.

“After all our years as husband and wife, you even schemed against me! Qian Bowen, you’re inhuman!” Cao Chunmei cursed.

Qian Rong, filled with resentment, said, “Dad, I’m your own daughter, and you harmed me! I’ll never forgive you!”

At that moment, Qian Weidong suddenly stepped forward.

Miracle Doctor Chapter 737

Only her voice was heard, but her figure remained unseen.

Yet, everyone knew that this voice belonged to the leader of the Brahman, the fourth-ranked super expert on the Divine List—

Dragon Lady!

“The Dragon Lady is here, run!”

Xiao Jiu shouted loudly. The renowned Champion Marquis of the Northern Territory could no longer maintain his composure at this moment.

A tenth-ranked Asaman on the Divine List had nearly caused their demise. How could they face the fourth-ranked Dragon Lady?

Everyone fled frantically towards the Northern Territory.

“Hmph, you killed my people and still think you can escape? You’re dreaming,” the Dragon Lady’s voice rang out again.

Ye Qiu couldn’t help but glance back. Seven hundred metres away, a golden figure was approaching.

Her speed was astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, she was already three hundred metres away.

Ye Qiu was horrified.

Despite the vast distance, the Dragon Lady could hear their conversation and project her voice clearly into their ears. Her abilities were nothing short of extraordinary.

Ye Qiu and the others fled desperately.

“She’s coming,” Ye Qiu said, keeping an eye on the Dragon Lady’s movements while running.

After covering two kilometres, the Dragon Lady was only a hundred metres behind them.

Her voice was cold as ice: “A bunch of rats, daring to kill so many of my subordinates. None of you will escape today!”

“Leave your lives behind!”

“I’ll use your heads to honour the spirits of my fallen subordinates!”

While fleeing, Xiao Jiu said to Ye Qiu and the others, “I’m injured and will only slow you down.”

“You go first.”

“I’ll hold the Dragon Lady back to buy you time to escape!”

Hearing this, everyone was deeply moved.

The Champion Marquis was truly loyal and righteous!

“No way!” Ye Wudi immediately refused. “Xiao Jiu, even if you weren’t injured, you couldn’t stop the Dragon Lady alone.”

“Stop talking and run, or we’ll all die here today,” Xiao Jiu said. “You’ve already saved me once. I can’t drag you down again.”

“If I can buy you a chance to live, even if it costs my life, it’ll be worth it.”

“Go now.”

Everyone was touched beyond words.

Xiao Jiu was risking his life to give them a chance to survive, a selfless act of unparalleled loyalty.

If the timing weren’t so dire, they would have wanted to swear brotherhood with him.

Ye Qiu was also moved, but he knew that if Xiao Jiu stayed behind, he would surely die.

The Brahman had sent so many experts to kill Xiao Jiu. Now that the Dragon Lady herself had arrived, she would never let him live.

Moreover, Xiao Jiu could not die.

If Xiao Jiu died, the Northern Territory would descend into chaos.

Xiao Jiu had to live!

With this in mind, Ye Qiu made a snap decision: “Qinglong, Qilin, you escort the Champion Marquis and go first. I’ll cover the rear.”

Would Xiao Jiu agree to leave if Ye Qiu stayed behind?

Ye Qiu turned to Xiao Jiu and said, “Hurry and go…”

“Alright.” Xiao Jiu sped up his escape, not even waiting for Ye Qiu to finish speaking.

Ye Qiu stared at Xiao Jiu’s retreating figure, dumbfounded.

So much for loyalty and righteousness?

What an eye-opener!

“Qinglong, you escort the Champion Marquis. I’ll stay to help Ye Qiu,” Qilin said, then turned and fired a shot at the Dragon Lady.

Bang!

The bullet whistled towards her.

The Dragon Lady, now only a few dozen metres away, saw the bullet coming and slapped it away.

Crack!

The bullet shattered into pieces.

“Damn, this woman is too monstrous!” Qilin exclaimed in shock.

He realised the Dragon Lady was utterly ruthless.

“Ye Qiu, you’re the expert at dealing with women. I’ll make my escape first!” Qilin said, diving into the snowstorm.

Only Ye Wudi remained by Ye Qiu’s side.

“Third Uncle, you won’t abandon me too, will you?” Ye Qiu asked.

Ye Wudi said solemnly, “Don’t worry, I’ll stay with you. If we die, we die together.”

Finally, someone reliable.

Ye Wudi added, “If there’s a chance later, you go first. Leave this to me.”

“Leave it to you?” Ye Qiu asked. “Third Uncle, can you beat her?”

Ye Wudi shook his head. “I can’t, but you’re my elder brother’s only son. Even if it costs my life, I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Ye Qiu was touched and stopped in his tracks.

He would stand with Ye Wudi to hold off the Dragon Lady, buying time for Xiao Jiu and the others to escape.

Ye Qiu turned to face the Dragon Lady.

Whoosh!

In an instant, she appeared just ten metres away.

Ye Qiu sized her up.

The Dragon Lady was tall, about one metre seventy, with long, flowing hair.

She wore a golden robe that resembled armour, embroidered with large, intricate cloud patterns in gold thread.

Her feet were clad in golden leather boots.

Cold and magnificent.

Her attire was that of a warrior goddess.

The only pity was the golden mask covering her face, revealing only a pair of cold, almond-shaped eyes, hiding her true appearance.

Ye Qiu’s gaze lingered on her. After a while, he asked Ye Wudi, “How old do you think she is?”

Ye Wudi replied, “At least forty or fifty, considering the Divine List was compiled by my elder brother back then.”

Their voices weren’t hushed, and they made no effort to avoid the Dragon Lady.

As soon as Ye Wudi spoke, Ye Qiu keenly sensed the killing intent emanating from her intensify.

“I don’t think so,” Ye Qiu said. “I think the Dragon Lady is young.”

At that, the murderous aura from her noticeably weakened.

“That’s impossible,” Ye Wudi said. “She’s a Divine List expert, long established. She can’t possibly be young.”

Whoa.

Her killing intent surged again, stronger than before.

“If we go by the timeline of the Divine List, she shouldn’t be young, but for some reason, I have a feeling she’s young, and…”

Ye Qiu paused.

“And what?” the Dragon Lady herself asked.

Ye Qiu hadn’t expected her to take an interest in the topic. He smiled and said, “And I think you’re beautiful.”

The coldness in her eyes softened slightly.

Ye Qiu couldn’t help but marvel—however powerful a woman, she still loved to be called beautiful.

Curiosity got the better of him.

Ye Qiu quietly activated his Heavenly Eye.

He wanted to see what this fourth-ranked Divine List expert truly looked like.

But when his gaze landed on the golden mask, it was blocked.

He couldn’t see through it.

“Strange. If she’s young and beautiful, why wear a mask?”

Ye Qiu was puzzled.

At that moment, Ye Wudi said, “If you ask me, she’s probably an old, ugly hag. Have you ever seen a young, beautiful woman wear a mask all the time?”

Oh no, Third Uncle, you clueless man…

Boom!

The Dragon Lady struck.

Miracle Doctor Chapter 738

A distance of ten metres.

The Dragon Lady arrived in an instant.

Ye Qiu’s vision blurred, and then he heard a loud “bang” beside him as Ye Wudi was sent flying.

This…

Ye Qiu’s face was filled with shock.

Ye Wudi was a super expert who had cultivated two streams of true qi, yet even he couldn’t withstand a single strike from the Dragon Lady.

This woman was simply too terrifying!

The Dragon Lady pursued, intent on killing Ye Wudi.

“Wait!”

Ye Qiu hurriedly spoke up.

The Dragon Lady paused, turning to look at Ye Qiu with cold eyes. “What do you want?”

“Miss, could you hold on a moment? I have a few words I’d like to say to you,” Ye Qiu said, putting on an earnest expression.

The Dragon Lady snapped, “Spit it out!”

Damn, what a tigress.

Ye Qiu forced a smile and asked, “May I know how old you are, miss?”

A glint of killing intent flashed in the Dragon Lady’s eyes. “Are you mocking me?”

“No, no!” Ye Qiu quickly denied. “It’s just that you’re wearing a mask, so I can’t see your face, and I’m very curious about your age.”

“I think you must be very young.”

“As for your appearance…” Ye Qiu deliberately paused, giving Ye Wudi a subtle glance.

Ye Wudi understood and took the chance to get up from the ground.

“Why did you stop?” The Dragon Lady, clearly displeased, asked, “Do you also think I’m an ugly hag?”

“Absolutely not!” Ye Qiu immediately denied, his face serious. “I’ve seen plenty of beauties—big celebrities, world-famous models—but compared to you, they’re nowhere close.”

“Miss, your sense of style is impeccable. You must be as beautiful as a flower, utterly charming, a peerless beauty, captivating enough to make fish sink and geese fall, to eclipse the moon and shame flowers, like a radiant lotus emerging from water, as if a celestial fairy descended to outshine all others…”

Ye Qiu rattled off over a hundred idioms, praising the Dragon Lady to the skies.

Though his tactic was cliché, it was undeniably effective.

The killing intent emanating from the Dragon Lady noticeably diminished.

“Are you done?”

Ye Qiu had barely paused when the Dragon Lady asked.

“Er… actually, I think those words are too shallow to truly capture your beauty, miss. I think there’s a poem that suits you perfectly,” Ye Qiu said.

“What poem?” Curiosity sparked in the Dragon Lady’s eyes.

“This poem is…” Ye Qiu glanced at Ye Wudi.

Ye Wudi said coldly, “I don’t know any damn poetry.”

Clueless man!

I was giving you a chance to escape!

Ye Qiu was speechless.

“What is this poem?” the Dragon Lady pressed.

Ye Qiu recited loudly, “In the north, there is a beauty, peerless and independent. One glance topples a city, another topples a kingdom.”

“Miss, I think this poem was written just for you.”

“In all the world, only your beauty could match it.”

Hehe…

The Dragon Lady let out a bell-like laugh.

Ye Qiu shot Ye Wudi another look, practically shouting, Third Uncle, run already! Why are you still standing there like an idiot?

Not only did Ye Wudi not flee, but he also gave Ye Qiu a disdainful glance.

Pathetic flatterer!

Saying such insincere words just to survive—where’s your dignity?

Disgusting!

After her laughter stopped, the Dragon Lady looked at Ye Qiu and said, “You have a sweet tongue.”

“No, no, I’m not sweet-talking. I’m just speaking the truth,” Ye Qiu said with a smile.

The Dragon Lady giggled. “Then tell me, you haven’t even seen my face. How can you be so sure I’m beautiful?”

“It’s… intuition!” Ye Qiu said. “My intuition is always spot-on.”

“Is it?” The Dragon Lady smiled. “Then has your intuition told you whether I’ll kill you next?”

A charming smile spread across Ye Qiu’s face. “Miss, you’re as beautiful as a flower, with a heart as kind as a bodhisattva. You wouldn’t kill me, right?”

“Miss, I have a few more questions I’d like to ask you.”

“These questions are…”

“Enough!” The Dragon Lady suddenly let out a sharp shout, her eyes cold as knives as she stared at Ye Qiu. “Don’t think I don’t know you’re just stalling, wasting time so Xiao Jiu can escape.”

“I’m telling you, none of you will get away today.”

“They say a man’s mouth is full of lies, and today I’ve seen it for myself.”

“You’re so young, yet so glib. You must have ruined plenty of women with that tongue, haven’t you?”

“You’re a scourge, and today I’ll kill you to uphold justice.”

Boom!

The Dragon Lady attacked Ye Qiu directly.

Damn, this tigress has no honour.

Ye Qiu was furious. He had praised her so much, talking until his mouth was dry, only to get this outcome.

The Dragon Lady lightly tapped her foot on the ground, her body soaring into the air before Ye Qiu. She struck with a palm.

Ye Qiu wanted to test just how strong she was. He channelled the Nine-Turn Dragon Art and threw a punch.

Bang!

Fist met palm.

Ye Qiu was instantly sent flying, crashing over twenty metres away with a loud thud, his bones feeling as if they had shattered.

Boom!

Ye Qiu pushed off the ground with both hands, springing to his feet.

He stared cautiously at the Dragon Lady, a sense of despair welling up inside.

This tigress was too strong.

Utterly unbeatable.

What now?

A single thought flashed through Ye Qiu’s mind—run!

Though he had made up his mind, his expression remained calm as he said to the Dragon Lady, “Miss, let’s talk this out…”

Before he could finish, Ye Wudi interrupted.

“Ye Qiu, can you stop calling her ‘miss’? It’s nauseating. With her age, you might as well call her grandma.”

The Dragon Lady’s icy gaze landed on Ye Wudi. “You dare call me grandma? Are you seeking death?”

Ye Wudi met her head-on. “If you’ve got the guts, come kill me.”

“You’re not afraid to die?” the Dragon Lady asked.

Ye Wudi declared loudly, “As the leader of the Brahman, you’re asking such a stupid question. I’m starting to seriously doubt there’s something wrong with your brain.”

“Who in the world isn’t afraid of death?”

“Though I fear death, I, Ye Wudi, have always acted with integrity. I won’t cower just because your cultivation surpasses mine.”

“You want to kill me? Come on, then!”

Ye Wudi raised his Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, ready to fight the Dragon Lady to the death.

Unexpectedly, the Dragon Lady suddenly laughed.

“Ye Wudi, I’ll give you a chance. Join the Brahman, and I won’t kill you. How about it?”

Ye Wudi’s face was stern. “I, Ye Wudi, am a man of Hua Nation in life and a ghost of Hua Nation in death. I’ll never be your lapdog.”

The Dragon Lady said, “You’re mistaken. I’m not asking you to be my lapdog.”

What did she mean?

Ye Wudi was puzzled.

The Dragon Lady continued, “If you join the Brahman, I’ll let you be the leader.”

Ye Wudi didn’t believe a word of her nonsense. “You’d give me the leadership? Then what about you?”

A hint of shyness flashed in the Dragon Lady’s eyes as she replied, “I could be the leader’s wife!”

Miracle Doctor Chapter 739

“I could be the leader’s wife!”

At those words, not only Ye Wudi but also Ye Qiu was stunned.

So, this tigress had taken a fancy to Third Uncle?

This was good news!

Ye Qiu’s eyes lit up. If this tigress paired up with Third Uncle, she wouldn’t kill him.

If he could stall a bit longer, Xiao Jiu could safely return to the Northern Territory.

With this in mind, Ye Qiu was about to speak when he heard Ye Wudi let out a cold snort.

“Hmph, what kind of man do you take me for?”

“I’m not some lustful fool.”

“Besides, years ago, I swore that until my great enemy is defeated, I, Ye Wudi, will never marry!”

Damn—

Ye Qiu wanted to slap Ye Wudi across the face.

Third Uncle, Third Uncle, she’s the leader of the Brahman, offering herself to you, and you dare to reject her? Have you lost your mind?

Moreover, this woman is the fourth-ranked super expert on the Divine List. What good does it do to provoke her?

She already wants us dead, and now you’re angering her further? Isn’t that just asking for trouble?

Damn straight man!

To his surprise, the Dragon Lady didn’t get angry. Instead, she smiled and said, “Ye Wudi, I was right about you. You’re different from other men.”

“For Xiao Jiu, you’re willing to risk your life to stop me, showing you’re a man of loyalty and righteousness.”

“Others would be terrified at the sight of me, but you? Not only are you unafraid, you dare to confront me head-on. That’s the mark of a true man who stands tall.”

“Ye Wudi, I’ll be honest—I fancy you!”

Ye Wudi rolled his eyes. “What good is it if you fancy me? I don’t fancy you.”

Unbelievable, he’s getting cocky now.

Who does he think he’s showing off to?

Ye Qiu was fuming, itching to intervene before Ye Wudi could provoke her further. He quickly said, “Miss, you must know the saying, ‘One adorns oneself for the one who pleases them,’ right?”

“I suggest you take off your mask.”

“Maybe, once he sees your true face, he’ll change his mind.”

The Dragon Lady found Ye Qiu’s words reasonable and reached up to remove her golden mask.

In an instant, a breathtakingly beautiful face appeared before them.

Radiant and vibrant.

The Dragon Lady had delicate features: an oval face, almond-shaped eyes, willow-like brows, and cherry lips.

Her fair skin was flawless, utterly enchanting.

Her high nose bridge carried a hint of exotic allure. Amid her stunning beauty, there was the commanding presence of a peerless expert—a true queen!

Judging by her appearance alone, the Dragon Lady looked to be in her twenties, like a celestial fairy.

Ye Qiu and Ye Wudi were both mesmerized.

With a playful smile and a touch of shyness, the Dragon Lady softly asked Ye Wudi, “Am I beautiful?”

Ye Wudi stared at her like a fool, unable to speak for a long moment.

He had thought the Dragon Lady was an old, ugly hag, but who could have imagined she was this stunning?

What a shock!

Too shocking!

Seeing Ye Wudi dazed by her beauty, Ye Qiu found it amusing. He nudged Ye Wudi with his elbow and said, “She’s asking you a question.”

“Huh?” Ye Wudi snapped out of it, looking confused.

The Dragon Lady asked again, “Am I beautiful?”

“Beautiful!” Ye Wudi answered honestly.

The Dragon Lady smiled. “Do you like me?”

Ye Wudi was blunt. “You look this good. Any normal man would like you.”

The smile on the Dragon Lady’s face grew brighter, and she asked shyly, “Then would you marry me?”

Without hesitation, Ye Wudi said, “No.”

Ye Qiu’s eyes widened. You won’t even marry a beauty like her? What kind of woman do you want?

The Dragon Lady wasn’t upset and asked, “Why not?”

“What’s the point of marrying you?” Ye Wudi said. “Besides being skilled in martial arts and beautiful, what else do you have going for you?”

“You don’t know how to do housework, and you don’t earn money.”

“If I married you, I’d have to support you. My salary wouldn’t be enough.”

The Dragon Lady smiled lightly. “You don’t need to worry about that. I have billions of dollars, and I can learn housework. If that doesn’t work, we can hire a maid.”

“Even so, I won’t marry you,” Ye Wudi said seriously. “A gentle embrace is a hero’s grave. Women only slow down my blade.”

What the hell kind of logic is that?

Ye Qiu finally understood—Third Uncle wasn’t just a straight man; he was made of steel.

A wealthy, beautiful woman like the Dragon Lady was throwing herself at him. Any other man would be grinning ear to ear, but Ye Wudi? He was picking faults left and right, utterly ungrateful.

The Dragon Lady remained unruffled and said, “If you marry me, I’ll listen to you in everything.”

Ye Qiu’s heart stirred at those words, and he quickly said to Ye Wudi, “What are you hesitating for? Agree already!”

“She’s sincere about you.”

“And she just said, if you marry her, she’ll obey you. If you agree, she won’t kill us.”

Hmph!

Ye Wudi glared at Ye Qiu, displeased. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’re afraid of dying, so you want me to marry her?”

“No chance!”

“I, Ye Wudi, cannot be swayed by force. I won’t marry a woman I don’t like just to save my skin.”

Ye Qiu was getting annoyed too and asked, “Then what kind of woman do you want to marry?”

Ye Wudi said, “The woman I marry must love me, and I must love her—mutual affection.”

“Marriage is a lifelong commitment, not a game. Once married, a man must take responsibility for his wife.”

“I’m not like you, flirting and fooling around everywhere.”

Great, now he’s lecturing me.

Ye Qiu was speechless.

Hearing Ye Wudi’s words, the Dragon Lady’s eyes sparkled. This was a man worthy of her lifelong devotion.

After searching for so long, she had finally found true love.

She felt a surge of excitement.

But then, Ye Wudi said to her, “We have no emotional foundation, and I have no plans to marry right now. I suggest you give up on this idea.”

“You… really won’t marry me?” The Dragon Lady sounded aggrieved.

Ye Wudi was growing impatient. “Are you deaf? I made myself clear. Do I need to repeat it?”

“Fine, if you’re unwilling, I won’t force you.”

The Dragon Lady put her golden mask back on and said softly, “Ye Wudi, you can go. I won’t harm you.”

“Whether you like me or not, I’ve set my heart on you for life.”

“I’ll come find you in Hua Nation when I have time.”

Ye Wudi snapped, “Are you out of your mind? Why are you clinging to me like a leech? It’s annoying!”

“And you’d better not come to Hua Nation looking for me. Even if you do, I won’t see you.”

“Ye Qiu, let’s go!”

With that, Ye Wudi started to leave with Ye Qiu.

“Wait—”

The Dragon Lady suddenly spoke, pointing at Ye Qiu. “Ye Wudi, you can leave, but this kid stays!”

Miracle Doctor Chapter 740

Ye Wudi raised an eyebrow. “Why are you keeping Ye Qiu? Have you taken a liking to him?”

Ye Qiu was utterly speechless.

Third Uncle, can’t you see this tigress wants to kill me?

The Dragon Lady smiled at Ye Wudi. “You’re mistaken. My heart belongs to you alone. How could I fancy another man?”

“Then why keep him?” Ye Wudi asked.

Her voice turned icy. “This kid killed my subordinates. I want to kill him to avenge them.”

Ye Wudi stepped in front of Ye Qiu. “I won’t let you kill him.”

The Dragon Lady said, “But he killed my people.”

“So what?” Ye Wudi retorted. “Ye Qiu wasn’t the only one who killed your subordinates. I was involved too.”

“I don’t blame you,” the Dragon Lady said softly. “But everyone else must die.”

Ye Wudi declared, “If you want to kill Ye Qiu, you’ll have to step over my corpse.”

The Dragon Lady said with a conflicted tone, “Ye Wudi, you’re making this very difficult for me, you know?”

“I want to kill him, but you’re protecting him.”

“What am I supposed to do?”

She blinked her almond-shaped eyes and said gently to Ye Wudi, “How about this? If you marry me, I won’t kill him.”

“Are you threatening me?” Ye Wudi snapped. “I’ll have you know, I fear no threats.”

“So, will you marry me or not?” The Dragon Lady was losing patience.

“No,” Ye Wudi replied curtly.

“Since you won’t marry me, don’t stop me from killing.” With that, the Dragon Lady soared through the air towards Ye Qiu.

Clang!

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow was unsheathed.

Ye Wudi swiftly slashed at the Dragon Lady.

No mercy.

She easily dodged the blade, her body twirling like a willow fluff in the air. She aimed a palm at the back of Ye Qiu’s head.

Her speed was unbelievable.

Ye Qiu didn’t dare confront her directly. While dodging, he said, “Dragon Lady, don’t you want Ye Wudi to marry you? I can help you.”

She paused and asked, “How can you help me?”

“Hold on.” Ye Qiu pulled Ye Wudi aside and whispered, “Third Uncle, just marry her!”

Ye Wudi’s face was stern. “I don’t like her. Why would I marry her?”

“Do it for me,” Ye Qiu pleaded. “Third Uncle, if you marry her, she won’t kill me.”

“Otherwise, she’ll kill me.”

“Besides, she’s young and beautiful. You wouldn’t be losing out.”

“You know nothing!” Ye Wudi said irritably. “She’s not young at all. If I’m right, she’s at least forty or fifty.”

“She only looks young and beautiful because she’s using some kind of youth-preserving technique.”

“Women over thirty are considered high-risk for childbirth. At her age, if I married her, she wouldn’t be able to have kids, and I’d have to take care of her. How is that not a loss?”

Ye Qiu was dumbfounded.

So, after all this, Ye Wudi’s refusal to marry the Dragon Lady was because he worried she was too old to bear children.

What a thought process…

Ye Qiu laughed. “Third Uncle, age isn’t an issue. Have you forgotten my profession?”

“I’m a divine doctor!”

“If you want kids, I can help. From my professional perspective, the Dragon Lady’s body is not only fine but extremely healthy. She could easily have one child, or even three.”

Ye Wudi glanced back at the Dragon Lady. “Even so, I won’t marry her.”

“Why not?” Ye Qiu asked, puzzled.

Ye Wudi said, “She’s not from Hua Nation. Your grandfather once said that we Ye family men can only marry women from Hua Nation, not foreigners.”

Ye Qiu couldn’t help but laugh and cry. “How is marrying a foreign woman pandering to foreigners? It’s clearly bringing glory to our country!”

“Third Uncle, my life is in your hands right now. If you agree to marry her, she won’t kill me.”

“If Grandfather blames you later, I’ll explain to him. I’m sure he won’t make things difficult for you.”

“And also…”

“Enough. No matter what you say, I won’t marry her,” Ye Wudi grumbled. “I’m Elder Tang’s bodyguard, always by his side. If I married, how could I do my job?”

“She’s so beautiful, like a fairy. If I didn’t stay by her side, how could I be at ease?”

“If she cheated on me, wouldn’t that make me a laughingstock?”

Ye Qiu was exasperated. “Third Uncle, you’re Ye Wudi, a man of the Ye family. Who in the world would dare cheat on you?”

“And the Dragon Lady is a tigress. Who would dare try to woo her?”

“Why is your brain so stubborn and inflexible?”

Ye Wudi remained unmoved. “I won’t marry her.”

“At least, not before the battle with the Forbidden City.”

“I don’t want my wife to become a widow.”

Ye Qiu finally understood.

This was Ye Wudi’s true concern.

He lacked confidence in the upcoming battle, fearing that if he married and died in the fight, his wife would be left a widow.

At this point, Ye Qiu couldn’t press further. He quietly began drawing a lightning talisman behind his back, then looked at the Dragon Lady with a regretful expression. “I’m sorry, Ye Wudi still won’t marry you.”

“But I found out why. He won’t marry you because he has a powerful enemy.”

“Ye Wudi fears he might die at that enemy’s hands, leaving you a widow.”

“He’s worried about ruining your life, so he refuses to marry you.”

“Of course, it’s not entirely hopeless. If Ye Wudi defeats his enemy, you two might still have a chance.”

“I’ve said all I can.”

“Dragon Lady, I hope you can spare me.”

Ye Qiu pleaded.

He really didn’t want to fight her. This tigress was too terrifying, and he had no chance of winning.

“Thank you for finding out the reason, but I still have to avenge my subordinates.” The Dragon Lady’s killing intent suddenly surged.

“Wait!”

Ye Qiu shouted, “Can you give me one minute? I want to say a few things to Ye Wudi before I die.”

“Fine,” the Dragon Lady agreed.

Ye Qiu looked at Ye Wudi and said, “Third Uncle, this could have been resolved easily. If you married her, I could have lived, but you refused. Isn’t that just pushing her to kill me?”

“Third Uncle, for the sake of my life, couldn’t you make a small sacrifice?”

“Since you did this wrong, don’t blame me.”

Ye Wudi didn’t understand. “Blame you for what?”

“Swoosh—”

The next moment, Ye Qiu’s body shot towards the Northern Territory like a bolt of lightning.

As for Ye Wudi, he was left behind.