Ultimate Village Doctor

All the disciples of the Martial Arts School fell silent in that instant, becoming mute.

Staring blankly at everything before them.

Without a doubt, Wei Loong was the one who had been the most vocal just a moment ago; he had been eager to see Long Xiaoshan's limbs broken by his own father, rendering him disabled.

He had been convinced that this would certainly be Long Xiaoshan's fate.

Because in his eyes, Wei Zhentian was invincible.

He was well aware of how powerful his father was, especially after learning that his father had cultivated Inner Strength and become a Huang Level Martial Artist.

He had thought, in this insignificant Hechuan City,

with his father around, he could do whatever he pleased.

Long Xiaoshan had broken his leg.

He would break his limbs, no, all five of them!

When the time came, he would stand on Long Xiaoshan's head, spit in his face, and endlessly humiliate him, making him understand the consequences of offending Wei Loong.

However, the outcome was completely opposite to what he had imagined.

The one who was beaten to the point of relentless bleeding, unable to get up from the ground, was his father.

Like a duck grasped by the throat, he stared at the fallen Wei Zhentian and the calm-faced Long Xiaoshan standing there, making gurgling noises in his throat, unable to speak a word.

At this time, all the disciples of the Martial Arts School rushed forward to help Wei Zhentian, who was unable to get up.

Wei Zhentian was hit by three of Long Xiaoshan's punches; one shattered his shoulder, another broke four or five ribs in his chest, and one punch directly caused severe damage to his Dantian—the most lethal punch, such that without a Spirit Pill or miraculous medicine, the Inner Strength he had painstakingly cultivated could possibly be wasted.

So, at this moment, Wei Zhentian, glaring at Long Xiaoshan with a face full of resentment, said, "You are ruthless!"

"Ruthless?"

Long Xiaoshan sneered, "Wei Zhentian, you were relentlessly trying to kill me just now, sparing your life already shows my mercy. As a Martial Artist, don't you even have this degree of self-awareness?"

Wei Zhentian's face changed several times, and his full hatred ultimately turned into helplessness.

He was no match in skills.

What could he do? He could not reclaim his dignity today, staying would only bring him more humiliation.

Grinding his teeth, he said, "Let's go."

"Wait!" Long Xiaoshan spoke indifferently.

Wei Zhentian's face changed, "What else do you want?"

"I have settled your debt, but his, I have not," Long Xiaoshan said, moving in a flash to appear by Wei Loong's side.

Wei Loong, his face full of terror, asked, "What are you going to do?"

He kept retreating.

Even his father had been taken down by Long Xiaoshan, how could he dare to be arrogant in front of Long Xiaoshan now?

"Want to leave!" A kick from Long Xiaoshan landed on Wei Loong's injured leg. With a scream of pain, the leg that had just been set broke again, and in agony, he rolled on the ground.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to break all my limbs?" Long Xiaoshan said with an indifferent face, "Well then, I will break your four limbs, to teach you a lesson."

"Don't, please, Big Brother."

Wei Loong hurriedly crawled up from the ground, clung to Long Xiaoshan's legs, weeping, "Big Brother, please don't break my arms and legs, I was wrong, spare me, spare me, I won't dare anymore, I won't dare anymore."

Those who were arrogant and domineering relying on their elders.

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Once they lose their support, they often become even less capable than ordinary people.

Wei Loong was such a case.

He was but a greenhouse flower. Once faced with a storm, he immediately showed his true colors.

Seeing the way Wei Loong groveled for mercy,

Wei Zhentian felt he had lost all face and wished he could kill Wei Loong with a single slap.

But even though he was worthless, a good-for-nothing, this was, after all, his only son.

Seeing Long Xiaoshan about to strike hard, Wei Zhentian hurriedly said, "Stop, let's talk this over, I can compensate on behalf of my son's offense, whatever conditions you have, you can propose them."

"Oh," Long Xiaoshan stopped his actions, and said with great interest, "Any conditions can be proposed?"

Wei Zhentian hesitated for a moment and then said, "As long as it is within my ability to afford."

Long Xiaoshan stood with his hands behind his back, eyes slightly downcast, pondering.

Wei Loong was such a waste that it made no difference to break his limbs or not, he posed no threat whatsoever.

It would be better to get some tangible benefits. Since Wei Zhentian was a martial arts expert and had considerable power in Hechuan City, he certainly had something valuable, or at the very least, could cough up a large sum of money.

While Long Xiaoshan was considering what conditions to propose, Bai Xuehen quietly came to his side and whispered something in his ear.

After speaking, Bai Xuehen looked at Long Xiaoshan with a pleading look and said, "Big Brother Xiaoshan, please, only Hundred-Year-Old Medicine can cure my grandfather's illness. If you can obtain it for me... I... I will agree to anything."

Seeing the pleading look on Bai Xuehen's face, which was like that of an abandoned puppy,

Long Xiaoshan's heart softened.

Moreover, having a beautiful young woman with a graceful and poetic presence whisper such willingness to agree to anything stirred the wildness within Long Xiaoshan, making him want to howl at the moon.

He chuckled softly and asked, "Xuehen, are you really willing to agree to anything I ask?"

Seeing the intense, fiery look in Long Xiaoshan's eyes, Bai Xuehen fully grasped the implication behind his words. She couldn't help blushing deeply like rouge spreading across her cheeks. Her tender body trembled slightly, yet thinking of her grandfather's condition and how her mother was willing to give away Bai's Medicinal Materials for a chance at the Hundred-Year-Old Medicine, Bai Xuehen closed her eyes, as if resigned, and gently nodded her head, uttering a soft agreement through her nose.

"Xuehen, remember you owe me a favor," Long Xiaoshan said with a laugh, then he turned his head to look at Wei Zhentian and said, "Your martial arts school has a Hundred-Year-Old Medicine, don't you? Give that medicine to me, and I will spare your son."

Wei Zhentian was taken aback, and then laughed bitterly, "Please propose another condition, that medicine has already been used by me. It was with that I managed to break through to the Huang Level."

"Used!" Long Xiaoshan was startled.

Bai Xuehen quickly said, "How can that be? Wei Loong, you once told me your family still has a Hundred-Year-Old Ginseng."

Wei Loong's gaze flickered, he faltered.

"Speak, what's going on?" Long Xiaoshan demanded.

Frightened into trembling, Wei Loong did not dare to hide the truth under Long Xiaoshan's cold gaze. He quickly said, "Xuehen, I lied to you. You have always refused to be my girlfriend, so I had no choice but to resort to this scheme."

Bai Xuehen's complexion turned pale, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She had joined the Weifeng Martial Arts School and endured Wei Loong's advances during practice sessions because she had heard of the Hundred-Year-Old Medicine.

She had been unaware that she had fallen into a trap.

If not for Long Xiaoshan's appearance and his unmasking of Wei Loong, she might have even been deceived out of her own body.

"Damn it!"

Long Xiaoshan slapped Wei Loong to the ground, struck three lightning-fast kicks, breaking all Wei Loong's limbs, then kicked Wei Loong towards Wei Zhentian, "Get lost. I won't kill you today, but if I encounter you again, I will take your dog life."

"My son."

Wei Zhentian caught Wei Loong, his eyes showing a murderous fury. Seeing his son's limbs completely shattered, it was questionable whether he would ever be able to stand up again.

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