Ultimate Village Doctor-Chapter 356 - 386 Almost Grandmaster

Chapter Three Hundred Eighty-Six

Qiu Zhen’s words made all the Elders’ gazes fall on Bi Liang, also passing a trace of doubt.

Bi Liang’s strength was almost the weakest of the Elders who had gone, so why had the others all died while he could safely return unscathed?

A trace of embarrassment crossed Bi Liang’s face.

He thought about his last moment, kneeling and begging, and how under Long Xiaoshan’s pressing questions, he had nearly sold out the entire Iron Palm Gang. If his martial brothers and the Gang Leader found out, they would surely hack him to death.

He had originally wanted to incite everyone to set out immediately for Hechuan City to slaughter that Long Xiaoshan.

But now, he had to consider more, under the doubting gazes of the crowd. Bi Liang hastily took out a piece of paper from his bosom and, with righteous indignation, said, "Gang Leader, I originally wanted to fight that man to the death, but alas, I was no match for him and was captured. At the same time, he gave me a letter of challenge, saying it was for you to see."

"A letter of challenge?"

Qiu Zhen’s eyes flashed as he said solemnly, "Bring it over."

Bi Liang hurriedly stepped forward and handed over the letter of challenge from Long Xiaoshan.

Qiu Zhen took it and broke the seal.

Indeed, it was a letter of challenge from Long Xiaoshan, setting a date for a duel with Qiu Zhen one month later.

"Gang Leader, I believe this is merely the boy’s stalling tactic. In a month’s time, he might have already fled without a trace," said Bi Liang.

"Yes, Gang Leader, do not be deceived. With your divine technique, you are a half-step Grandmaster. Coupled with us, we are more than capable of killing this boy," the other Elders either exclaimed angrily or with disdain, all rising.

Qiu Zhen turned to look at the Great Elder, who had been silent all along, and said respectfully, "Master."

The Great Elder was not only second only to Qiu Zhen in strength but also highly respected, being Qiu Zhen’s master; thus, within the gang, his status was extraordinary, and even Qiu Zhen often sought his counsel.

The Great Elder’s eyes lifted and he said, "Let me see the letter of challenge."

Qiu Zhen lifted the letter, about to hand it over.

Suddenly, the letter shone with a light and, boom! It suddenly turned into beams of golden light. Then these beams of golden light swiftly surged toward Qiu Zhen. Qiu Zhen’s eyes widened, and he thrust out a palm, causing the void to explode.

But the golden light remained unaffected by his palm force.

There was a sudden jolt in Qiu Zhen’s mind.

Then it quickly levitated and actually formed a human face that spoke, "Sect Leader Qiu, see you in one month."

After the golden light finished speaking, it gradually dissipated.

Everyone saw Qiu Zhen’s complexion turn slightly pale for a moment, and they hastily stood up to ask, "Gang Leader, are you all right?"

Even the Great Elder swiftly approached Qiu Zhen’s side.

"It’s nothing!" Qiu Zhen waved his hand. "That was a Spirit Master’s spiritual attack, luckily, it wasn’t very strong."

The Great Elder’s face showed gravity as he said, "Though it wasn’t very strong, being able to imprint spiritual force on a letter and detonate it from afar, this kind of control over spiritual power is probably not an ordinary Spirit Master’s method. It might be comparable to a Grand Spirit Master’s. Moreover, the voice he left just now was clearly deliberate, it is a warning."

The crowd looked at one another.

Grand Spirit Master.

That was the legendary existence that even Earth-Ranked Grandmasters dared not provoke lightly.

"Impossible, how could it be a Grand Spirit Master? The difficulty of Xuan Gate’s cultivation is much greater than our ancient martial arts, and Grand Spirit Masters are extremely rare, even rarer than Grandmasters. How could a mere youth, even if he started cultivating from his mother’s womb, possibly become a Grand Spirit Master?" an Elder said incredulously.

"Indeed, this man must have used other means. If he were a Grand Spirit Master, he could kill Tie Qiong and the others without the slightest effort. Why would he need to waste so much time?"

The Great Elder slowly said, "I don’t believe he is a Grand Spirit Master either. If he were, why would he need a month? If he attacked now, our Iron Palm Gang would not be able to withstand him. The power of a Grand Spirit Master is not something you can imagine."

A trace of fear flashed through the eyes of the Great Elder.

He had lived for eighty years.

In his lifetime, he had experienced too much. Decades ago, he had once encountered a battle between a Grand Spirit Master and a Grandmaster. The mighty spell power that controlled the Force of Heaven and Earth, once unleashed, meant even Grandmasters could die without a chance of survival.

And he had personally witnessed that Grandmaster being killed by a Grand Spirit Master using spells.

"However, even if he is not a Grand Spirit Master, this person has such spiritual power, he is definitely a powerful Spirit Master. Once we let a powerful Spirit Master prepare, even if we attacked, our losses would be heavy. Have you forgotten the Tang Family? The last time we were driven out of Xichuan, it took us decades to slowly recover our strength. Now, having provoked such a formidable enemy, if anything were to happen to the Sect Leader that might prevent him from advancing to Grandmaster, who could take responsibility for that?" The Great Elder said in a solemn tone.

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No one could say a word.

Qiu Zhen was the hope of the Iron Palm Gang.

Even if Tie Qiong and the six Xuan Level Experts perished in Hechuan City, as long as Qiu Zhen advanced to Grandmaster, even if the Xuan Level Experts died out, the Iron Palm Gang would still be a great sect that dominated the Southwest, because a Grandmaster was enough to support a first-rate power.

On the other hand, now was the critical moment for Qiu Zhen’s advancement. If he encountered any mishap, then even if they killed Long Xiaoshan, the Iron Palm Gang would become a second-rate force, trampled underfoot by the Tang Family.

"But... can we just let that kid go?"

An Elder said with a choked voice.

Although the wise choice was not to confront Long Xiaoshan hard, emotionally, they couldn’t accept it.

Qiu Zhen said indifferently, "Of course, we won’t let it go. After a month, whether I advance to Grandmaster or not, I will fight with this man to boost the prestige of my Iron Palm Gang!"

The Great Elder frowned, about to say something.

But Qiu Zhen raised his hand to stop him, his eyes gleaming as he said, "Master, I know what you want to say, but I feel that what I lack for my advancement to Grandmaster is not some heavenly or earthly treasures, but a momentum, a burst of power. I’ve been too comfortable in this position, lacking the bravery and progress I had before I was thirty. Back then, I challenged the experts of various sects in the Southwest, and several battles of life and death actually led to great increases in my cultivation, breaking through repeatedly to Xuan-level Late Stage. Since taking over the gang, however, my cultivation growth has slowed down. I feel that this time, for me, it might be an opportunity, a chance to break through in a battle of life and death. I have a feeling that if I win this battle, I will definitely advance to Grandmaster."

The Great Elder’s pupils contracted, as if he could once again see that dazzling disciple from over a decade ago who was undefeated among the young generation in the Southwest.

He laughed heartily, "Good, we, as martial artists, should indeed be so to constantly forge ahead through brambles and thorns to the Martial Dao Summit. I believe this man will be the whetstone for you, use his blood to prove your position as Grandmaster."

Long Xiaoshan, sensing something, opened his eyes.

He looked westward.

The spiritual imprint he left on the letter had erupted.

At the same time, he sensed a scorching sun-like aura.

It must be that legendary Half-step Grandmaster Qiu Zhen.

Despite being a brief spiritual collision across the distance, Long Xiaoshan felt the strength of his Martial Dao Will, far surpassing anyone he had met before.

This battle was likely to be even more difficult than he had imagined.

However, he feared nothing, and Long Xiaoshan closed his eyes once more, continuing his cultivation.