Chapter 417: I Surrender!
Chapter 417 of "Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor" begins with intriguing events: The "Fire Dragon Silkworm" was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, it had... Donât miss it!
The "Fire Dragon Silkworm" was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, it had already closed in on Wang Miaomiao. Although Wang Miaomiao sensed an intense crisis approaching, she simply had no time to mount an effective defense.In that critical moment, the jade pendant hanging from Wang Miaomiaoâs chest grew slightly warm. A surge of killing intent burst forth from the pendant, hurtling towards the incoming "Fire Dragon Silkworm."
The body of the "Fire Dragon Silkworm" collided with that surge of killing intent midair, was immediately severed in two, and, after writhing on the ground for a moment, died. á´his chapter is á´pdated by É´o(v)elFÉŞre.É´et
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Nangong Ming involuntarily took a sharp intake of breath; now it was his turn to be utterly shocked.
It was known that the "Fire Dragon Silkworm" not only had an extremely potent poison and quick speed but also agile reactions. Even the full-force attack of an ordinary Profound Level Martial Artist couldnât harm it.
The powerful surge of killing intent that had just burst forth from Wang Miaomiao had been sensed by Nangong Ming as well, but he knew that the killing intent did not belong to Wang Miaomiao.
"Could it be that Wang Miaomiao possesses the legendary Spiritual Artifact?"
As soon as the words "Spiritual Artifact" crossed his mind, Nangong Ming felt his blood rush, his heart pounded wildly, and intense excitement made his whole body tremble slightly.
In Nangong Mingâs view, a Spiritual Artifact was a treasure that cultivators in the Cultivation World of legend could forge, endowed with a degree of spiritual intelligence and able to defend and attack in accordance with the will of the forger, even capable of enabling flight.
Earlier, when Nangong Ming had sent the "Fire Dragon Silkworm" to attack Wang Miaomiao, and just when it was about to succeed, a surge of killing intent suddenly sprang from her, easily slaying the "Fire Dragon Silkworm." If it wasnât for a legendary Spiritual Artifact on her, what else could it be?
"Could it be... this woman didnât come across a treasure left by a Heaven Level Martial Artist, but one left by a cultivator?"
The more Nangong Ming thought about it, the more he considered it a possibility. He was itching to rush over, seize Wang Miaomiao, and interrogate her harshly, forcing out all her secrets.
Currently, Nangong Ming was just a core disciple of Ghost Doctor Valley, not a significant figure in the world of the Hidden Sect with clouds of powerful individuals, and he didnât hold much influence. But if he could obtain a legendary Spiritual Artifact, wielding its power, he could roam freely across the entire Hidden Sect World.
"With Fang Bai present, I canât make a move against that woman. Once this âWorld Traditional Medicine Conferenceâ is over and Fang Bai leaves, it wonât be too late to find her then! Heh heh... Once Fang Bai is gone, who in the mere Doctor Pavilion could stop me?"
As Nangong Ming was thinking this, he suddenly felt an inexplicable, invisible force, sharp as steel needles, fiercely piercing his mind several times.
"Ouch..."
Nangong Mingâs head throbbed with severe pain, he clutched at it with both hands, cried out loudly, his vision darkened, the world spun around him, and his body swayed unsteadily a few times before he was barely able to remain on his feet.
At this moment, Nangong Ming looked pale, his breathing was rapid, and his face was filled with terror. His entire demeanor was one of collapse, as though he had just experienced something extremely terrifying.
"Nangong Ming, whatâs wrong with you?"
Ren Juedao, who was serving as a judge, saw Nangong Ming in such excruciating, listless distress and couldnât help but frown and ask.
The other judges were also looking at each other, puzzled, unable to comprehend how Nangong Ming, who had just been spiritedly giving treatment, could suddenly turn out like this. Could it be that he had some kind of sudden hidden illness?
After steadying his mind, Nangong Ming subconsciously glanced toward Fang Bai, seeing his cold eyes filled with a diffuse Killing Qi, and his heart skipped a beat as he thought, "It must have been him! Has his strength already grown powerful enough to attack using his psychic power?"
Nangong Ming was a clever man, and right after the brief but intense pain in his brain, he immediately thought that he might have been attacked using a mental force.
Upon further reflection, Nangong Ming realized that his stealth attack on Wang Miaomiao using the "Fire Dragon Silkworm" might have been discovered by Fang Bai, and the intense pain in his brain just now might have been Fang Baiâs retaliation against him.
It was at this time that Nangong Ming came to understand that he had greatly underestimated Fang Baiâs strength, and became even more certain that Fang Bai must be a disciple from the Hidden Sect, and moreover, his status in the Hidden Sect World must be incredibly high.
Because as far as Nangong Ming knew, only Heaven Level Martial Artists were capable of executing spiritual attacks, and Heaven Level Martial Artists belong to the highest echelon in the Hidden Sect World.
"With such formidable strength, why doesnât Fang Bai remain in the Hidden Sect World, which offers a better cultivation environment, and instead mingles in this mundane world with its turbid air and harsh conditions? Could it be for the purpose of cultivating his mental state?"
If earlier Nangong Ming felt only a measure of wariness towards Fang Bai, now he felt a bone-deep dread.
Especially at this moment, as Fang Baiâs piercing gaze fixed on him, Nangong Ming felt a cutting edge at his back, and wished he could leave this place immediately.
As for the ongoing medical skills competition, Nangong Ming had completely lost interest.
"Iâm feeling unwell and cannot continue with the medical skills competition... I admit defeat!"
In response to the inquiry from the judge Ren Juedao, Nangong Ming left behind these words and, amid the stunned gazes of the thousands of guests present, hurriedly stepped down from the podium and walked towards the exit of the conference center.
Seeing Nangong Ming actually admit defeat on his own, the Sect Leader of Ghost Doctor Sect, Sikong Lieyang, became livid with anger. As Nangong Ming was about to step out of the conference centerâs main entrance, he immediately got up and chased after him.
After a moment of silence inside the conference center, a group of female disciples from Doctor Pavilion suddenly rose from their seats and burst into cheers for Wang Miaomiao on the podium.
Then, nearly a thousand guests also stood up and gave Wang Miaomiao the warmest round of applause.
With Nangong Ming conceding defeat, the medical skills competition came to an abrupt halt.
Wang Miaomiao naturally took the first place in this yearâs medical skills competition, securing for Doctor Pavilion the dominant position among the five ancient medicine sects for the next five years.
Amidst the applause, Wang Miaomiao bowed deeply three times to the audience below.
No one knew that those three bows were meant for Fang Bai.
It was at the moment of Nangong Mingâs departure that Fang Bai, using the "Thread Condensation Sound Transmission" technique, informed Wang Miaomiao of Nangong Mingâs attempt to attack her with the "Fire Dragon Silkworm," and only then did Wang Miaomiao realize the peril she had narrowly escaped.
Wang Miaomiao bowed to Fang Bai, firstly to thank him for gifting her a jade pendant that saved her life at a critical moment, and secondly to express gratitude for Fang Baiâs covert intervention that drove Nangong Ming away.
Having left the conference center at the mountain summit, Sikong Lieyang of Ghost Doctor Sect used his movement technique to chase from the peak to the base of the mountain, finally spotting Nangong Ming, who was waiting for him there.
"Brother Nangong, what happened back there? Didnât we agree that I would give you the Wood Element Stone, and you would compete for the first place in the medical skills competition on my behalf? What should we do now..."
Sikong Lieyang asked with an exasperated stomp of his foot, his face full of annoyance.
"What, you want to go back on your word? Not hand over the Wood Element Stone?"
Nangong Ming slowly turned around, his face as dark as water, brimming with killing intent, and asked coldly.