"Oh, if it isn't Vice-President Wei Shanhe of the True Martial Association. I didn't expect soone as close to death's door as you to have broken through to the Innate Realm. Quite rare indeed. So, you intend to protect this man?"
Hou Baoshu was quite surprised, but then he let out a faint smile. In the past, this old man wouldn't have even been qualified to speak to him. Now, however, he could spare a few words.
"Master Lin saved my life, so naturally, I must try to save him," Wei Shanhe said earnestly. "This piece of Outer Domain teorite Iron can be used to forge an exceptional blade. Furthermore, Master Lin's dical skills are profound. If you turn him from an enemy into a friend, he will surely offer his full support should you ever need it!"
"A precious piece of teorite iron, plus the friendship of a master physician, is indeed tempting," Hou Baoshu said, shaking his head. "It's just a pity that he insulted my swordsmanship, which is equivalent to insulting my sect. I must take his head!"
Just as Wei Shanhe was about to persuade him further, Lin Tang cut in impatiently, "I need to rid my wife of this damned aphrodisiac. Old Wei, get out of my way and stop wasting my ti!"
"Master Lin, you—" Wei Shanhe was furious. If this were his grandson, he would have slapped him across the face long ago. Didn't he see that blocking that single sword strike had already taken all of my strength? I definitely couldn't block another one, and Lin Tang certainly couldn't either. To not beg for rcy in a situation like this... the kid must have a screw loose.
Wei Zichu ran over, panting, and rolled his eyes when he heard Lin Tang's words. Brother Lin, oh, Brother Lin, you really don't know what's good for you!
"You heard him, Vice-President Wei," Hou Baoshu said indifferently. "He doesn't accept your goodwill. You may stand down."
Wei Shanhe took a deep breath and declared solemnly, "A life saved is a debt I must repay! I have no choice but to be shaless and join Master Lin in facing your superior techniques!"
"Unappreciative old fool, if you're looking for death, then go ahead and die!" Hou Baoshu let out a cold snort and raised his sword again as a surge of powerful energy erupted from him.
"Good!" Mo Zhongyuan laughed heartily. He had genuinely been afraid they would make peace. Now that negotiations had collapsed, Lin Tang and Wei Shanhe were dood. Once they were dead, where could that scoundrel Wei Zichu possibly run?
"It's over!" Wei Zichu's face filled with despair, as did Lee Encai's.
Wei Shanhe's complexion turned crimson as he began to forcibly reverse the flow of energy in his ridians to unleash a powerful attack, ready to gamble away his old bones.
But unexpectedly, Lin Tang grabbed him from behind and tossed him to the side, shouting, "Get out of my way!"
"Master Lin!" Wei Shanhe's eyes widened in shock. He'd expected to see Lin Tang's head fly from his shoulders in the next second.
Instead, Lin Tang simply threw a straight punch. It didn't look particularly powerful, but the mont it connected, it shattered Hou Baoshu's broadsword into two pieces! The remaining force slamd into Hou Baoshu's chest and abdon.
SPURT—
Blood sprayed from Hou Baoshu's mouth and nose, and his eyes nearly bulged from their sockets. He felt a primordial force invade his body, grinding his organs into paste. It felt like he was about to be torn apart!
"How is this possible?!" Mo Zhongyuan roared, leaping up from his wheelchair.
"What the—" Wei Shanhe was dumbfounded.
Wei Zichu, Lee Encai, and everyone else were equally astounded. Hou Baoshu... he couldn't even take a single punch from Lin Tang?! And wasn't he a Sword Casting Master? What was wrong with that broadsword? How did it just break like it was made of paper?
The air fell deathly silent, broken only by the harsh scrape of Hou Baoshu's feet dragging against the ground as he stumbled backward. His face was a mask of bewildernt and terror. He finally realized—this man wasn't in the early stage of the Innate Realm. He wasn't even in the middle or late stages! Even his master couldn't shatter his broadsword with a single punch! His sword was forged with a large amount of profound iron. How could re flesh and blood destroy it?
As Lin Tang raised his fist for another punch, Hou Baoshu gasped out, "Wait a mont!"
"What, begging for rcy now? Don't you think it's a little late for that?" Lin Tang sneered.
"I... I, Hou Baoshu, have a will of iron! I would never beg for rcy! I'm just not resigned to this! If this wasn't an unfinished sword-blank but a fully forged blade, I would never have lost to you!" Of course, Hou Baoshu knew that even if the blade had been completed through blood sacrifice, he still wouldn't have been a match for Lin Tang. Only his master could kill this man with such a weapon. But that didn't stop him from putting on a brave face.
"So it was just a sword-blank..." Wei Shanhe and the others ca to a sudden understanding, grudgingly accepting this explanation.
It seems this unfinished blade was either made of poor materials, or Hou Baoshu's technique failed him during the forging process. That's why he ended up with a defective weapon, and Master Lin managed to exploit its weakness... He just got incredibly lucky, Wei Shanhe thought.
"If you have the guts, wait for to forge a new sword, and then we'll have a fair fight!" Hou Baoshu said stubbornly.
"Fair, my ass! Die!" Lin Tang moved to finish him off, intent on eliminating the threat for good.
But Wei Shanhe blocked him again, pleading urgently, "Master Lin, you can't! You already crippled that boy from the Mo family. If you apologize and surrender for that, there might be a chance of survival. But Brother Hou is different. He's Yan Renjie's first disciple, and they are very close. If you kill him, Yan Renjie will never let you go! Not only that, but our True Martial Association, the Shen Family, and the Li Family will all be dragged into this!"
"A trash disciple can only have a trash master. If that so-called Yan Renjie dares to show his face, I'll just slaughter him too," Lin Tang said carelessly.
"Arrogant!"
"Audacious!"
"How dare he say that?!" Everyone who knew anything about Yan Renjie gasped in shock.
"HAHAHA—" Hou Baoshu roared with laughter. "Surnad Lin, do you realize what you've just said? You've signed your own death warrant! No one in heaven or on earth can save you now!"
HMPH!
Just as Lin Tang was about to make his move, Lee Encai, who was supporting Shen Youling, suddenly scread, "Divine Doctor Lin, co quick! Shen Youling has a nosebleed! Her body is scorching hot... is she going to die?!"
WHOOSH! Like a gust of wind, Lin Tang was at Shen Youling's side in an instant, beginning his examination.
Hou Baoshu seized the opportunity to turn and flee.
"Eldest Brother, take with you!" Mo Zhongyuan's voice was a desperate wail. If he was left behind, he was dead for sure. He was still young! He didn't want to die!
Hearing his plea, Hou Baoshu actually scooped him up as he passed. In a flash of movent as swift as a leaping hare and a swooping falcon, they vanished. Mo Zhongyuan's underlings exchanged a glance before scattering in all directions. Despite their heavy injuries and difficulty moving, they crawled away with all their might.
"The aphrodisiac's effects are overwhelming her," Lin Tang concluded after a quick examination. "If this fire isn't vented, her life will be in genuine danger."
As for Hou Baoshu's escape? Whatever. Even though I didn't finish him with that last punch, his internal organs were already heavily damaged. He'll be dead soon enough anyway.
Wei Shanhe, of course, knew none of this. Seeing Hou Baoshu escape successfully, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his brow. I'm really getting old, he thought with a bitter smile. My strength and my courage have both grown so weak.
Lee Encai and Wei Zichu gathered around Lin Tang. Hearing his diagnosis, they both grew curious. How exactly is this 'fire' supposed to be vented?
"How else? As her husband, I'll have to help her, of course!" Lin Tang sneered. They must be pretending to be innocent.
He asked Lee Encai to arrange a room, then scooped up Shen Youling, hurried inside, and locked the door and windows to ensure their privacy was protected.
He looked down at the writhing Shen Youling and couldn't help but... scratch his head.
Right... what's the first step?
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