Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 757 - 759: It’s My Fault

Chapter 757 -759: It’s My Fault

“Traffic was jammed, so I arrived late,”

Ye Ruoxiang said with some embarrassment.

In fact, she didn’t want to come too early.

Fearing that she would have close contact with Xia Liu, she worried that she would embarrass herself.

“Sister, look, it’s Xia Liu!” Ye Ruochu pointed to the majestic figure on the war platform.

“Who is the old man Xia Liu is going to duel with?” Ye Ruoxiang asked with some concern.

“He is the Liu Family ancestor, with cultivation at the Martial Dao Peak,” Ouyang Lingtian looked at Ye Ruoxiang for a while, then answered earnestly.

He had an intuition that the Ye Family’s lady, who had no cultivation, was somewhat connected to Xia Liu.

“What! A Liu Family Martial Dao Peak powerhouse!”

Hearing this answer, Ye Ruoxiang almost collapsed.

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That was one of the strongest levels of cultivation in the Warrior Realm. How could Xia Liu possibly compete?

In an instant, Ye Ruoxiang’s eyes filled with a reddish hue.

Tears fell to the ground thereafter.

“Sister, you shouldn’t be like this. What’s happened has happened, and nobody can change it,”

Ye Ruochu also felt some self-blame. If she hadn’t allowed Liu Lang to come out, Xia Liu wouldn’t have taken action to teach Liu Lang a lesson.

Without that cause, perhaps the current situation wouldn’t exist.

“It’s my fault, all my fault,” Ye Ruoxiang couldn’t help but start crying.

Some martial artists around turned their eyes over, wondering why such a beautiful girl would cry so heartbreakingly.

Ouyang Lingtian became interested, but didn’t inquire while Ye Ruoxiang was crying.

“Ruoxiang, you don’t need to blame yourself. Even without you, Xia Liu would still have confronted the Liu Family,”

Ye Xuan understood the sequence of events.

Ye Ruoxiang certainly thought that the grudge between Xia Liu and the Liu Family started at the auction.

Of course, that was a factor.

Even if the two hadn’t clashed at the trade fair, in the Lingyun Secret Realm, there would definitely have been a fierce collision, so the outcome would still be the same.

“Sister Ye Xuan, will he lose?”

Unable to change the inevitable, Ye Ruoxiang only wanted to know what the outcome for Xia Liu would be.

If he had to spend the latter half of his life in a wheelchair, then she would become his legs, pushing him around the world on travels.

If he were to lie sick in bed, she would stay by his side, reading the latest published books or serials aloud to him.

It was her fault he was in this situation, and she must use the rest of her time to make up for this mistake.

“He…”

Ye Xuan found it hard to answer; the energy emitted by Xia Liu seemed a bit weaker than Liu Dao’s.

If Xia Liu couldn’t use Spirit Art, or didn’t mobilize that Spiritual Artifact in front of everyone, the chance of losing would be seventy percent.

“What will happen if he loses?”

Ye Ruoxiang seemed to have understood Ye Xuan’s thoughts and asked with a trembling voice.

“There’ll only be one outcome if he loses. It’s a life-and-death battle, with no room for surrender,”

Hearing this answer, Ye Ruoxiang felt as if she’d been struck by lightning, becoming completely stunned.

“Sister, Xia Liu is very strong. I’ve heard from friends that he can walk on water, he can kill Heaven-Rank Warriors, he will definitely not lose,”

Seeing her sister in despair, Ye Ruochu tried her best to comfort her.

“That’s right! My brother will absolutely not lose. Even if that old man is at the Path-Entering Peak, Xia Liu won’t lose,”

Ouyang Lingtian always had faith.

He faintly remembered the mission they had in the Island Nation with Xia Liu.

When he least expected, Xia Liu demonstrated amazing abilities.

If it hadn’t been for him that time, I would have surely died in the Island Nation.

After that, I experienced events such as the auction murder and treasure theft, and the incidents involving the Qiu and Yan families.

Each event proved that Xia Liu grew stronger when facing the strong.

Additionally, he possessed a safeguard, which were the seals within him.

No one knew how many seals he had on him.

If all these seals were to be unleashed, could this world withstand his mighty pressure?

Ouyang Lingtian didn’t know.

But he was sure that Liu Dao still couldn’t block his path forward.

Even with Ouyang Lingtian’s reassuring words, Ye Ruoxiang couldn’t stop worrying.

She owed Xia Liu too much.

Compared to what he had done for her in the past, it was far too little.

“I announce the start of the life-and-death assessment duel!”

After most of the young martial artists had taken their seats, Chen Tian’en’s voice, wrapped in his qi force, spread across the venue.

All the noise quieted down at this moment.

All eyes in the venue were focused on the two towering figures on the vast war platform below.

One was youthful, brimming with vitality.

The other had the appearance of a child but with the whitest of hair, as if one foot was already in the coffin.

In fact, well before Chen Tian’en made the announcement, Xia Liu and Liu Dao had already exchanged blows for several rounds.

Neither yielded to the other.

Liu Dao’s face had long changed from scorn to seriousness.

The aura from Xia Liu made him feel a sense of many dangers.

It was unlike other Path-Entering Mid-Level martial artists.

Strange, incredibly strange.

Liu Dao couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but one thing he had to realize was that he couldn’t be careless in this battle!

“Daoist Fellow Zhong, who do you think will be the victor in this battle?”

“Daoist Fellow Liu might appear to be at the Path-Entering Mid-Level, but if he goes all out, I’m afraid he’s already half a step into the Path-Entering High-Level. So, the outcome is quite obvious; that young man is bound to lose,” Zhao Kun said, intrigued, while watching Xia Liu.

In a certain area high above the war platform, two elderly men in loose clothing were discussing the two figures below.

“Daoist Fellow Ye, who do you think will win?” The old man with the surname Zhong asked the question again to the fellow martial artist sitting in the Taishi Chair, who was observing the entire venue intently.

“Daoist Fellows Zhao and Zhong, perhaps you might want to refrain from drawing conclusions too soon, or later you may be embarrassed,” a relatively younger martial artist said. Despite being called younger, he was probably in his seventies or eighties.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, scrutinizing the entire war platform below in minute detail.

“Oh, if I remember correctly, just now Daoist Fellow Ye’s clan member was supporting that young man. It’s natural for you to have hope,” Zhao Kun said with interest, looking at Ye Hai, unable to fathom what the Ye Family was thinking.

At such a time, to stand up and support Xia Liu, the Ye Family must have invested in him before.

With Xia Liu’s cultivation at such a young age, he was considered rare and exceptional.

But if the Ye Family had invested in him, why would they let him fight Liu Dao on the platform?

“That I don’t know, the Ye Family has entrusted all their authority to Sister Ye Xuan,” Ye Hai replied without elaborating too much. He knew what Zhao Kun was pondering and that he wanted to extract information from him. Go back and cultivate for another fifty years.

“Both Daoist Fellows, pay close attention, Daoist Fellow Liu is looking to end the fight quickly and has even used the Liu Family’s secret technique!” Zhong Ming, who had been monitoring the changes on the battlefield, pointed out to Zhao Kun and Ye Hai.

“Oh, that is interesting. If my guess is right and Daoist Fellow Liu, a Path-Entering Mid-Level cultivator, uses the Liu Family secret technique, the martial arts skill he deploys would be of Earth-Rank Mid-Level. Can that young man withstand it?”