Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 62 - 43 Class 2!

"How is it them?!"

Chen Jichuan’s thoughts raced as he quickly discerned the origins of these two burly men.

He cursed inwardly.

"Should I hide a little longer?"

Chen Jichuan hesitated for a moment.

Logging off immediately would certainly allow him to avoid these two men. But doing so would mean negating all the progress he had painstakingly made in Dai County. By the time he returned, it could be months or even a year or two later.

By then, whether to stay or leave would be another issue entirely.

"Or perhaps—"

Chen Jichuan thought of the sick tiger in the cave at Fierce Tiger Ravine on Golden Wind Mountain.

He mulled it over in his heart.

Outside the door.

"Doctor Chen!"

"Doctor Chen, are you home?"

The knocking did not cease.

It grew more frantic.

"It’s decided!"

Chen Jichuan no longer hesitated.

At worst, it’s just death.

A head lost is only a bowl-sized scar.

What’s there to fear?!

Thump, thump, thump!

In a few brisk steps, he tucked the geomancy map into the house and hid it securely.

Calm and composed.

Only then did he walk into the courtyard and open the gate: "Who is it, so late at night?"

...

He opened the door.

Standing outside were two burly men.

Name: Ban Zhao (Tiger)

Age: 49

Level: 7

Talents: Human Transformation (7); Exorcism (7)

Spells: Tiger Subduing Fist (Seventh Layer); Taiyin Refining Body Technique (Seventh Layer)

...

Name: Ban Ya (Tiger)

Age: 49

Level: 7

Talents: Human Transformation (7); Devouring Ghost (7)

Spells: Tiger Subduing Fist (Seventh Layer); Taiyin Refining Body Technique (Seventh Layer)

...

One was called ’Ban Zhao.’

The other was called ’Ban Ya.’

They were no ordinary men.

In fact, they were two tiger demons.

And not just any tiger demons—they were precisely the two tiger demons from Golden Wind Mountain that Chen Jichuan had just failed to spot using the Thousand-mile Eye.

Ban Zhao and Ban Ya shared an 80-90% resemblance in appearance, making them difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

However, Ban Zhao had a mole on the tip of his left eyebrow, while Ban Ya had one on his right eyebrow. For those familiar with them, it was easy to tell the two apart.

"Doctor Chen."

"Our mother is seriously ill, and we apologize for disturbing you in the middle of the night. Please forgive us."

Ban Zhao was composed and courteous. Upon seeing Chen Jichuan open the door, his face lit up with joy as he immediately offered an apology.

"A healer’s kindness knows no bounds."

"It’s no trouble."

Hearing this, Chen Jichuan breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as they’re not here to cause trouble."

He then waved his hand indifferently, looked at the pair of brothers, and said solemnly, "Treating the sick is urgent. Let’s go quickly."

This demeanor.

He did his best to conceal that he had already seen through the true nature of Er Ban’s identities.

"Thank you, Doctor Chen!"

Ban Zhao was overjoyed.

He had made inquiries and learned that this Physician Chen was Dai County’s newly renowned doctor of the past few months. Regardless of the illness, big or small, as long as Physician Chen intervened, while his treatments might not provide instant results or miraculous cures, they were widely known to bring relief without error.

Their mother’s condition was dire.

An average, incompetent doctor could easily cause harm, but finding this Physician Chen was a much safer option.

The brothers spared no time for idle chatter.

Positioning themselves on either side, they guarded Chen Jichuan closely.

Before long, they arrived at the eastern city gate.

"The city gate?"

Feigning ignorance, Chen Jichuan frowned and asked, "The patient is outside the city?"

"The cost of living in the city is too high, so we can’t afford it."

Ban Zhao chuckled apologetically and said to Chen Jichuan, "The city gate is locked at night. Doctor Chen, you’ll need to climb onto my brother Ban Ya’s back, and we’ll leap over it."

"Leap over?"

"It’s so high—"

Chen Jichuan put on a look of someone inexperienced, staring with his mouth agape at the towering city wall.

"Heh heh."

"Doctor Chen, don’t worry, just hop on."

Ban Ya grinned and walked up to Chen Jichuan, patting his back.

Chen Jichuan glanced at Ban Zhao, who smiled reassuringly. Gritting his teeth, Chen Jichuan climbed onto Ban Ya’s back.

"Little brother,"

"Be careful."

Ban Zhao reminded him.

Ban Ya responded, then mustered his strength and leaped, scaling the three-story-tall city wall in a few bounds. Without stopping, he took a few quick steps and leapt down again.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Wind roared past.

Ban Ya carried Chen Jichuan out of the city and didn’t let him down. For Ban Ya, carrying over a hundred pounds on his back was as effortless as carrying nothing at all. Ban Zhao stayed close to guard them.

The two tigers ran swiftly.

The straight-line distance from the county to Golden Wind Mountain was some thirty miles—walking the actual path would take forty to fifty miles. But Er Ban crossed mountains and streams effortlessly, reaching Golden Wind Mountain in just over fifteen minutes.

...

"We’ll trouble you, Doctor Chen."

Ban Ya carried Chen Jichuan all the way to the cave by the creek before finally letting him down.

Chen Jichuan planted his feet firmly on the ground and entered the cave.

The sick tiger he’d seen earlier was gone, replaced by an elderly woman with a ghastly pallor and unfocused eyes. Chen Jichuan used Insight Skill to examine her—

Name: Ban Feifei (Tiger)

Age: 98

Level: 7

Talents: Human Transformation (7); Great Strength (7)

Spells: Tiger Subduing Fist (Seventh Layer); Taiyin Refining Body Technique (Seventh Layer)

...

The average lifespan of ordinary tigers is 20–25 years.

Yet ’Ban Feifei’ had lived to the age of ninety-eight—a testament to her nature as a tiger demon. But now, she appeared deathly pale, her spirit waning, as if nearing the end of her life.

"Has she reached her limits?"

Chen Jichuan speculated inwardly.

Logically speaking.

A Level 7 expert is equivalent to someone adept in Inner Strength at the Innate level, or someone in the Chen Sect skilled in Transforming Strength. Martial Artists of this caliber typically live to be 120–130 years old. Ban Feifei, being a tiger demon with more robust Qi-Blood and Divine Soul, should theoretically live even longer.

Why was she in such a state?

"Doctor Chen."

"How is my mother?"

Ban Zhao couldn’t resist speaking up after seeing Chen Jichuan remain silent.

"Let me take a closer look."

Chen Jichuan wouldn’t dare voice his suspicions. Instead, he placed his hand on Ban Feifei’s pulse while secretly using Insight Skill to analyze her condition.

This examination.

Soon revealed the truth.

Inside the elderly woman’s body, strands of malevolent energy coiled and churned, like maggots clinging to bones, endlessly siphoning her Qi-Blood essence. Occasionally, these energies would manifest grotesque forms, opening their monstrous jaws, devouring something unknown.

"This is—"

"Ghost possession?"

Chen Jichuan’s heart shook.

He hadn’t expected ghosts to possess not only humans but even tiger demons. The question remained: were these naturally formed apparitions or manipulated by someone behind the scenes?

"Ban Zhao’s ’Exorcism.’"

"Ban Ya’s ’Devouring Ghost.’"

"Logically speaking, they shouldn’t have allowed such evil spirits and ghosts to approach."

Chen Jichuan pondered this, arriving at one plausible explanation.

"How does she look?"

Ban Ya also couldn’t help but ask when he saw Chen Jichuan keeping his silence.

"Don’t rush."

Chen Jichuan suppressed his thoughts and had the elderly woman stick out her tongue, checked the whites of her eyes, and asked several questions.

Observe, smell, inquire, and touch.

He followed the traditional diagnostic procedures.

Only after completing these steps did Chen Jichuan retrieve paper and pen from his medicine case. While writing a prescription, he spoke: "She suffers from liver deficiency and dimming eyesight. Her blindness stems from liver issues. I’ll write a prescription; once you obtain the medicine, grind it, boil it, strain the liquid, and use it frequently to treat her eyes. Within half a month, there should be noticeable improvement. She also suffers from cold dampness invading her joints, causing severe pain making movement difficult. Besides medicine, this creekside cave is too humid—it’s unfit for living. Additionally, going forward, you’ll need to massage her Qi-Blood regularly to prevent blockage and damage to her muscles and bones."

He was neither a Taoist...