Urban Super Medical Saint-Chapter 787 - 785

Bacha, being a regional overlord in the Golden Triangle area, couldn't tolerate Ge Dongxu's arrogant attitude towards his master. His face suddenly darkened, and his eyes burst with a fierce light. His hand moved slightly, as he was about to order his men to show Ge Dongxu a lesson.

However, before Bacha could raise his hand, Sexin had already raised his to stop him.

"Victors are kings, losers are bandits. Since Mr. Ge is a member of the Qimen, why don't we resolve this using Qimen methods? If you defeat me, we will withdraw from this mountain, but if you lose, I don't ask for much—just to explore the valley with you. If we find anything, how about we share it equally?" Sexin said.

"Teacher!" Bacha's face changed slightly as he spoke.

"What? You think the condition your teacher is proposing is unfair?" Ge Dongxu looked at Bacha, a cold smile escaping the corner of his mouth.

"Exactly. If you lose, you should withdraw from this exploration," Bacha said firmly.

"You should be grateful you have a reasonable teacher. Otherwise, based on that statement just now, and the war you previously waged against Gan Lei's forces, you'd be on your way to meet Suowen already. But while death can be avoided, punishment cannot!" Looking at Bacha, Ge Dongxu's expression gradually turned icy, and at the very end, a sudden chill flashed in his eyes. Without any visible movement from him, the branches above Bacha's head suddenly shot out like jungle pythons, coiling around him and swiftly hoisting him into midair, tightening continually.

Bacha's personal guards had already aimed their guns at Ge Dongxu upon seeing this.

But just as they made their move, the green grass on the ground suddenly shot up forming intertwining strands, shaping into several large green hands that snatched the guns from the guards' hands, then "click-clack" switched off the safety and aimed at them.

Seeing the large green hands holding guns aimed at themselves, all the guards felt their legs go weak, their eyes betraying an extreme sense of horror.

They had all experienced gunfire and had guns pointed at their heads before, but never had they been threatened by large hands made of green grass wielding guns at their heads.

Such a bizarre scene was suffused with eeriness, making them all feel an unprecedented terror—as if a chilly and sinister wind was blowing around them, making their skin crawl.

When Sexin saw Bacha being rolled up by the branches and hanged in midair, his fingers were already drawing Dharma Seals on his cane. However, when he saw Bacha's personal guards just about to raise their guns only to have them taken by the large green hands and aimed back at them, his face turned somewhat pale, and his hands stopped drawing Dharma Talismans. freёwebnoѵel.com

Sexin was very clear that the skill Ge Dongxu had casually demonstrated was far beyond his own.

Now he believed that Suowen was truly dead.

Because against a powerful person like Ge Dongxu, Suowen's ragtag troops, no matter how many guns and people they had, were useless.

Moreover, the Techniques Ge Dongxu had just used reminded him of someone from long ago, someone who had been exceptionally kind to him.

"Could it be, could it be that you are the disciple of my benefactor? Impossible, if he were still alive he would be over a hundred years old by now, and there would have been some news of him in the Qimen community. Also, his cultivation wasn't as strong as yours back then. No, you, you've reached the Realm of Drawing Talismans in the Void!" As Sexin spoke, his mind raced through the astonishing scenes he had just witnessed, and suddenly his eyes reflected an extreme terror.

"Who is the benefactor you're talking about?" Ge Dongxu's heart stirred slightly upon hearing this, and he asked.

"You, did you just perform the Drawing Talismans in the Void?" Sexin didn't answer but responded with a question, his eyes full of reverence, using respectful language.

Drawing Talismans in the Void, in this age, was already a legendary technique, which required at least Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer to execute.

And up to now, Sexin himself was only at the Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer.

Of course, the Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer, in this era, was already quite remarkable, but compared to the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer, the difference was still vast.

Ge Dongxu didn't answer but simply showed his empty hands to Sexin, then suddenly pinched out a spell gesture.

"Bang!" With a sound, Bacha fell from mid-air onto the ground, and at the same time, those Great Hands holding guns shrank back into the earth instantly as guns scattered all around.

However, not a single soldier dared to pick up the weapons, and Bacha, too, just bit back his pain and rose from the ground without daring to make a peep.

He had a certain level of cultivation as well, and although it was far inferior to his master's, he still had some insight.

Drawing Talismans in the Void, that was simply beyond his imaginable realm of cultivation!

"It really is Drawing Talismans in the Void! It really is Drawing Talismans in the Void!" Sexin watched Bacha fall from mid-air and saw guns scattered on the ground, his eyes almost popping out as he murmured in shock.

"Master Sexin, now perhaps you can talk to me about your benefactor. I'm quite curious why my techniques reminded you of your benefactor," Ge Dongxu said with a faint smile, seeing the astonishment on Sexin's face, and asked again.

"It was a long time ago. I was very young then, only twenty years old, but my father was a somewhat famous Sorcerer in Thailand. Unfortunately, my father offended a very powerful Sorcerer and had to flee with me from Chiang Rai through this Golden Triangle to Yunnan, which is also the homeland of my great-grandfather. So, what General Gan Lei said about having part Chinese descent was correct."

"Although my father took me to Yunnan, that powerful Sorcerer still found us through Casting Spells. At that time, my father's strength was much less than that Sorcerer's, to say nothing of me. Just when my father and I were about to be killed by that Sorcerer's Cursing Magic, a very powerful Qimen practitioner happened by and saved us, father and son. The Spell he used was very similar to the one you just performed, but he needed to use a Magic Artifact to perform it, and he couldn't cast it as quickly and smoothly as you. Of course, that was still very impressive; even with my current strength, I would probably be far inferior," Sexin replied, nostalgia evident on his face.

"Do you know your benefactor's name?" Ge Dongxu asked, and for some reason, he thought of his master.

"I only know his surname is Ren; he didn't tell us his full name. But that was a long time ago, and if he's still alive, I think he must at least be one hundred and twenty years old by now. You probably couldn't know him," Sexin replied.

"Surname Ren? My master's surname is Ren." Ge Dongxu's heart shuddered upon hearing this, his eyes showing deep sorrow, and his gaze softened unconsciously as he looked at Sexin.******S: Today's update is complete, thank you for your support.