ALL NOVEL Chapter 90
“Hmm?!”
That punch sent a chill down Master Randel’s spine, and his whole body tensed up.
He sank his energy into his Dantian, furiously circulating his Magical Power, enveloped in the radiant Buddha Light, looking as dazzling as if wrapped in sunlight.
Ye Junlin’s fist contained an overwhelming and tyrannical force, slamming hard into Master Randel’s chest.
Boom~!!!
It was like striking a giant bell, the heavy toll echoed through the air, causing everyone else to feel their insides churning uncomfortably.
Swish.
Master Randel’s body was forced to slide backward, his feet carving deep grooves into the ground, steam rising from the friction.
Eventually, he managed to steady himself, but the weathered face showed no outward change.
The air suddenly fell into silence.
Everyone was wide-eyed, holding their breath.
A monk from the Hanging Temple smirked and said, “With your petty skills, you dare to show off in front of Master Randel?!”
The others chimed in, “Right! All bark and no bite, why not give it another shot?!”
“You bald donkey, what nonsense are you spouting?!” Li Wujie could hardly stand the provocation and brandished his knife, ready to charge in.
But Ye Junlin reached out and stopped him.
“Master…” Li Wujie looked uncertain.
Ye Junlin stared straight at the white-browed old monk and teasingly smiled, “How was that punch just now?”
Master Randel’s face was as calm as an old well, silent for a moment before he sighed, “Oh Buddha’s compassion, you should know your place.”
With that, he decisively turned to leave.
The crowd was dumbfounded; that was it?
The monks from the Hanging Temple exchanged glances and, seeing the situation, just followed suit.
Meanwhile, the large group of onlookers directed pitying gazes at Ye Junlin and his gang.
After all, of all the people to provoke, they chose the mighty Tribulation Stage master. If news of this got out to Medicine King Valley, their lives would be on the line!
So, everyone was quick to distance themselves, avoiding trouble like the plague, choosing instead to follow Master Randel’s lead.
In their minds, sticking close to this heavyweight was the smartest move!
The scene quickly quieted down.
Ye Junlin flicked his fingers and sneered, “Guess that old bald donkey knows his place.”
His cultivation was suppressed, and the Battle Saint Fist he just threw didn’t even unleash one ten-thousandth of its power.
What mattered most was the special environment here; even if they kept fighting, it wouldn’t mean much, since no one could die!
In the distance.
While walking away, Master Randel’s face darkened. He pressed a hand against his chest where he had been hit, and a flash of pain crossed his eyes.
That punch truly made him feel threatened!
If he took a few more hits, even if he didn’t die, he’d definitely embarrass himself!
So, taking a step back was clearly the best choice for now!
At the same time, Master Randel was puzzled as to who this formidable figure was, having such strength even in Medicine King Valley!
“Is the era of great conflict upon us, and even I can’t keep up with the times?” Master Randel’s murky eyes revealed a hint of confusion, but it was quickly replaced with a chilling killing intent.
“Forget it, forget it, as a monk, compassion is paramount. After I get out of here, I’ll certainly help elevate you all!”
Once teleported out of Medicine King Valley, he would regain his peak Tribulation Stage cultivation, and all sorts of powerful Buddhist abilities would be at his fingertips, not to mention the invincible tough body he could wield to perfection.
Not like just now, all restrained and losing face!
But for now, he needed to focus on gathering herbs; that score could be settled later!
Not long after.
Due to the rise of Ye Junlin and Master Randel’s factions, a huge wave was stirred up in Medicine King Valley.
The smaller creatures caught wind of it, feeling frightened and anxious.
Previously, every batch of human cultivators that entered would become the playthings of the Medicine Clan, easily suppressed and toyed with; they enjoyed this cat-and-mouse game and had grown accustomed to dominating humans in the valley.
But this time?
Things were drastically different!
The tides had turned a full 360 degrees!
Reports came in that humans were sweeping through massive amounts of precious herbs, and many fellow creatures had met a grim fate.
Even the powerful Thunder King and Ginseng King, both revered figures with years of prestige, had fallen to the hands of the human cultivators, sending shockwaves of panic through the rest of the Medicine Clan in the valley.
At this moment, they were truly scared!
“What do we do? I’m so scared of getting caught by those humans and turned into soup!”
“Didn’t they say that any human who enters Medicine King Valley could be toyed with at our leisure? What’s going on now?!”
“Oh no, if even the Thunder King and Ginseng King have been taken down, what chance do we have?!”
“Quick, everyone hide! We can only wait for Medicine King Valley to close and hope those terrifying humans get sent away!”
…
A wave of mental energy spread through Medicine King Valley, laden with panic and anxiety.
The internal chaos within the Medicine Clan escalated, as they had never encountered such a situation.
For the surrender faction, the safest course of action seemed to hide in a secluded place, avoiding the humans’ attention!
Of course, a few from the pro-war faction couldn’t swallow their pride, believing they could regroup and reclaim their territory.
“I refuse to hide! Why should we cower? This is our Medicine Clan’s turf! For so many years, we’ve enslaved human cultivators; just because of this one setback, we’re supposed to back down? Stand up and fight back, everyone!”
The speaker was a blood-red bamboo, glimmering like glass—a Blood Jade Flame Bamboo, whose potion could neutralize all sorts of poisons.
“Exactly! We are the true masters here! If we submit this time, we will be shamed as the Medicine Clan!”
Among them was a palm-sized, bright red mushroom, bouncing around and full of vigor. This was Red Essence, a prime material for healing medicinal pills.
“But the human cultivators who entered this time are strong. Even with the power of the Medicine Kings, we might not be able to mount a solid counterattack, and there’s even a risk of being crushed!” said another flower, resembling a lotus, with ice-blue petals—the Cold Spirit Lotus, a supreme herb for Ice Spirit Root cultivators.
Upon hearing this.
The assembled Medicine Kings fell into silence.
They were unwilling to simply suffer in silence, yet the formidable strength of the human cultivators loomed over them; after all, even the boss of the Ax Gang was taken out.
According to members who barely escaped, the attacker was a silver-haired youth who defeated the Ginseng King with just one move—truly terrifying.
This meant that none of the Medicine Kings would stand a chance against him!
“Why don’t we ask it to step in?” one Medicine King proposed after a long period of silence.
“It? Is that reliable?” The other Medicine Kings were momentarily stunned before they quickly realized who was being referred to.
“No one is more qualified in Medicine King Valley than it; after all, it once followed the Medicine Sovereign!”
“But given its temperament, I’m afraid it might refuse us; you all know…”
“Hmph! Now that Medicine King Valley is facing disaster, as the first successor of the Medicine Sovereign, is it really going to abandon us? Can it live with itself?”
“I think that’s reasonable; how will we know unless we try? Let’s go and explain the situation! I refuse to believe it will stand by and do nothing!”
With that resolve set, the Medicine Kings sprang into action, hastening toward that being’s residence.
At the deepest part of Medicine King Valley, a narrow pathway lay ahead.
The surroundings were shrouded in darkness, the kind where you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face, damp and cool—stay here too long, and even the sunniest personality would turn reclusive.
At that moment.
A troop of little beings hopped eagerly through the passage, filled with nervousness as they reached the end of the gorge.
Swish!
They channeled energy within themselves, unleashing a soft glow that shone in countless vibrant colors, illuminating the dark place.
What met their eyes was an ancient stone pillar entwined with countless vines, topped with a large, dull black mushroom, about a meter tall, looking utterly plain.
Only among the Medicine Clan’s creatures did they know how highly this one was regarded—perhaps the oldest of them all.
Right now, it showed no signs of life, almost like a lifeless object.
The Medicine Kings exchanged glances, then unleashed a sudden wave of mental energy, bombarding the mushroom’s ears with desperate taunts: “Wake up! Wake up! Great Mushroom King, wake up!!”
Soon enough, the dull black mushroom began to stir as if awakened from ancient slumber, emitting an overwhelming aura.
“Look, the Great Mushroom King is awake!”
“Greetings, Great Mushroom King! We beseech you to save your kin!”
A throng of Medicine Kings bowed down, showing excessive excitement.
The Great Mushroom King was reviving, its body brimming with immense vitality, radiating an aura so terrifying that made all the Medicine Kings look up in reverence.
This being was the oldest ancient spirit still alive in Medicine King Valley, once witnessing the grand ascension of Medicine Sovereign to the Immortal Realm, and was the strongest presence here!
It was just a step away from transforming into Immortal Medicine!
Suddenly, the terrifying aura engulfing the surroundings dissipated in an instant. The Great Mushroom King trembled and fell from the stone pillar, alarming the other Medicine Kings as they rushed forward to check.
But the Great Mushroom King, like a startled rabbit, darted behind the stone pillar, only peeking its round little head out, its spiritual fluctuations morphing into stuttering words, a voice that sounded nervous and timid like that of a youth.
“You, you guys, don’t come over! Just stand there and talk about what you want…”