Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1293 - 1291: A Mad Idea!

Dongmen Buju is simply too powerful!

The strength of a Middle Heavenly Venerate at the Ninth Layer is no joke.

Unlike the previous Clan Leaders Lin Fan had fought, even when compared to the late Clan Leader Mo Chen, Dongmen Buju was far superior.

Lin Fan was utterly powerless in Dongmen Buju's hands, unable to launch any counterattack.

With just a casual punch, this monstrous genius who astounded the Sumeru Continent, Lin Fan, was helpless, collapsing directly to the ground.

Compared to Dongmen Buju, Lin Fan was still far too inexperienced!

If given time, Lin Fan might grow into someone even more terrifying than Dongmen Buju because Lin Fan's talent was visibly higher than Dongmen Buju's!

That over twenty years of cultivation could contend with Dongmen Buju's cultivation of over a hundred years.

This was a fact that everyone had to admit.

But.

The extent Lin Fan would eventually reach might remain unknown forever.

Because he didn't have that chance.

Today.

He would not walk out of the Heavenly Clan alive!

Crack!

Dongmen Buju stomped mercilessly on Lin Fan's knee, and with a loud crack, Lin Fan's knee exploded into a bloody mess.

Lin Fan gritted his teeth, sweat streaming down, yet he did not utter a sound.

Another crack!

The knee of his other leg was also crushed by Dongmen Buju's stomp.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, and even Zhu Qilue was taken aback. Dongmen Buju resorted to such despicable tactics against a mere Ninth Rank Saint Emperor.

Without even a word, he directly crippled Lin Fan's legs, stripping him of his ability to move.

Where was even a hint of a Heavenly Clan Leader's demeanor? He was essentially a despicable bully.

Everyone shared this sentiment, thinking Dongmen Buju's methods were a bit too brutal, against just a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, was it necessary?

Though Dongmen Buju crippled Lin Fan, there was an undeniable sense that there was no honor in it, that even in victory, there was nothing to boast about, perhaps even something to be ashamed of.

Just like nobody would cheer for crushing an ant.

But Dongmen Buju didn't think so; he even considered crippling Lin Fan's hands!

He had already raised his foot, ready to bring it down.

Zhu Qilue couldn't stand it any longer, shouting angrily, "Dongmen Buju, don't go overboard! Have some shame attacking a mere junior? A dignified Heavenly Clan Leader, a Middle Heavenly Venerate at the Ninth Layer, using such means against a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor ant, aren't you afraid of becoming a laughingstock?"

Dongmen Buju was startled, raising his gaze toward Zhu Qilue. It was only then he noticed Zhu Qilue sitting slumped on the ground, a pool of blood beside him, clutching his abdomen.

His scalp tingled instantly, his body shuddered.

Zhu Qilue was injured?

What was going on?

Could Lin Fan have been responsible? Impossible.

A flurry of questions erupted in his mind, causing him to widen his eyes.

"Young Master Zhu, are you... injured?"

"..."

Zhu Qilue's expression was gloomy, neither admitting nor denying it.

But remaining silent equated to an admission.

A slight smile flashed across Dongmen Buju's face, barely perceptible. It was as if discovering something new, he swiftly abandoned Lin Fan, hurrying toward Zhu Qilue, reaching him in just a few strides, but he did not help him up or squat down to inspect Zhu Qilue's injury.

Instead, he stood tall, looking down from above, his tone dripping with mockery and sarcasm.

"Young Master Zhu, how did you get so careless, to be so severely injured? Was it that brat Lin Fan who ambushed you? I told you, this kid has no integrity, always engaging in such lowly schemes, you should be wary of him. See, I was right. You were too careless. Against these kinds of people, you should never give him any chance." Dongmen Buju said with smug delight, seemingly proud of his actions.

"I'm fine," Zhu Qilue said coldly, sensing the mockery in Dongmen Buju's tone, unwilling to engage. Glancing at Lin Fan, he thought this guy had just saved him, and he couldn't watch as Dongmen Buju killed him. "Clan Leader Dongmen must be quite pleased, right?"

"Oh? What do you mean by that?"

"Seeing me defeated by such an ant, can you honestly say you're not a bit happy? I see you almost laughed, go ahead and laugh out loud if you want, no need to hold it in."

"Young Master Zhu, you misunderstand me. I am genuinely worried about you; if you're truly injured, how would I face your father, and if the Five Elements Realm holds us accountable, can the Sumeru Continent survive? Therefore, I'm the least willing to see you hurt."

Although Dongmen Buju said this, his face bore a smile. Inside, he felt immense joy, thinking Zhu Qilue was too pretentious, and had previously humiliated him in front of everyone, causing him, as the Heavenly Clan Leader, to lose face.

Unexpectedly, this arrogant figure was now heavily injured by that brat Lin Fan, making the situation increasingly interesting.

Dongmen Buju stared intensely at Zhu Qilue, his eyes gleaming with a crazy notion.

Even he couldn't help but shiver at this thought.

Crazy.

Too crazy!

It was utterly insane. Yet, once this idea took root in Dongmen Buju's mind, it wouldn't leave, constantly resurfacing when he looked at the injured Zhu Qilue.

He wanted to kill Zhu Qilue!

And then frame Lin Fan for it!

This was indeed a very risky move, but also a move that could hit two targets with one arrow.

First, he could regain his lost face, and second, plunge Lin Fan into endless despair.

Although this matter carried great risk.

Once the Five Elements Realm was enraged.

The entire Sumeru Continent would tremble because of it.

Yet.

Even if thousands were to die, what did it matter to him? The lives of these ants were of no concern to him; the only thing he cared about was his reputation.

Zhu Qilue had humiliated him, and he had to avenge this!

For he was the Clan Leader of the Heavenly Clan, Dongmen Buju!

This notion stealthily took root in his mind, becoming harder to shake off, urging him toward action.

Dongmen Buju's eyes gradually became crimson, insane, and sinister.

Fixatedly staring at Zhu Qilue, unblinking.

Zhu Qilue sensed something amiss, raising an eyebrow at Dongmen Buju.

"Clan Leader Dongmen, what do you mean by this?"

Gulp.

Dongmen Buju swallowed heavily, snapping back to reality, a malicious grin spreading across his face.

"Nothing, Young Master Zhu, you should rest well, I will handle your injury, I will definitely avenge you."

Leaving these words, without waiting for Zhu Qilue to respond, he walked straight toward Lin Fan.

He must deal with them one by one.

First cripple Lin Fan, then kill Zhu Qilue.

After all, Zhu Qilue was from the Five Elements Realm, which made Dongmen Buju somewhat apprehensive, and this plan was overly wild, requiring careful thought before execution.

Yet he could feel his blood boiling, his body in a feverish fervor!