Chapter 9

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In a dense forest, the warm sunlight was obscured by thick leaves and dark clouds, replaced by a chill and silence. In this rarely visited place, a group of twenty to thirty people had been left, but now only three remained standing.

An old woman with a pitiful appearance, a strange man wearing a white ghost mask, and a robust young man. As for the others, there were no others left.

The scene revealed the presence of twenty to thirty people because there were over twenty human heads! These people seemed to have been cut by extremely fine blades, with scattered body parts strewn everywhere. Only two could be identified as human: one with a long braid and a broken leg nailed to a tree, and another who had been split in half. The one nailed to the tree had his head smashed, while the other, more fortunate, had not been disfigured. If Ling Lingfa were here, he would surely recognize them as two of the three great experts of the Baolong clan.

"Of course there's a conspiracy! Hehehe!" The old woman laughed triumphantly. As if in response to the old woman, the man with the white mask also laughed sinisterly.

"Has anyone ever told you that your laughter is unpleasant?" The robust young man said in a calm tone, looking down at the blood on his feet, his brow furrowed in disgust.

"The Central Plains are vast and rich, prosperous and stable, with beautiful women and handsome men! But the people of the Central Plains are physically weak. If it weren't for these idiotic doctors, our Jin army could sweep through the Central Plains!" The old woman laughed again, her emaciated body trembling with delight.

"I hope to see the banner of our Jinshan Sect flying over the Central Plains!" The man with the ghost mask revealed a glimmer of longing in his eyes.

The robust young man rolled his eyes, "Do you really think killing a few doctors will make you dominate the Central Plains? If the emperor hadn't come out personally, I wouldn't have gotten involved with you!"

"Oh? Do you have a problem with that!" The man with the ghost mask brandished a strange bone spike, ready to fight to the death. But the old woman reached out and stopped him, "This plan was set by your father, it can't be wrong!"

The man with the ghost mask put away the bone spike and coldly snorted, picking up the unconscious emperor. He and the old woman used their lightness skills to leave.

The robust young man did not leave with them. Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, he shook his head, "Rumors say that Emperor Wuxiang went mad from practicing the Wuxiang Divine Skill, but I think that's nonsense! Looking at this mother and son, they are clearly already fools to the core! With such a stupid wife and a foolish son, Emperor Wuxiang must have been a fool before he practiced martial arts!"

He surveyed the area, looking at the bodies of the two Baolong clan experts in silence. He swung his fists, creating two large pits in the ground to bury the bodies. Wiping the blood from his boots, the robust young man slowly left.

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Knocking on watermelons, eating hand-pulled chicken, rolling egg pancakes—everything that should be done was done, and everything that shouldn't be done was not dared, who could blame it when the master's wife watched so closely!

In just half a month, they reached the border of the Jin Empire. The Flying Immortal technique, if it were a sword technique, would be world-renowned, but to call it an alien technique is a bit much! It's not like a professor, where there are so many with the same surname!

Since it's just a pretext, there's no need to be too serious about the setup, but is it too hasty to be so crude! Dozens of dilapidated tents, a large group of wandering performers. Everything from eating, drinking, gambling, and prostitution is available, but there's not a hint of academic atmosphere. Why can't a dissection conference have more medical equipment? Are the fire basins for barbecuing or sterilizing? Are the beauties for prostitution or special care? Although Ling Xiao hopes they are for special care, he is a righteous person and must not be captured by the sugar-coated bullets of Jin female spies. He must learn from Ling Lingfa to face voluptuous women without batting an eye!

Seeing the master's wife's satisfied gaze and a group of aunts and uncles shopping on the neighboring street, Ling Xiao gave Ling Lingfa a nod. Ling Lingfa understood and put down the medicine box, pulling out a bunch of equipment in public.

"Hey? Where do you work, brother? Wearing a hat and splitting into two paths, that's quite unique." A thin, sallow-faced uncle said.

"I am a specialist in gynecology in the capital! This is my disciple." Ling Lingfa said humbly.

"Oh? A specialist in women's diseases! You must be doing well!" A short doctor smiled at Ling Lingfa with a knowing expression.

Ling Xiao ignored the chatter and strapped two guns to his waist, then pulled out a dagger from his bag. For the past few days, he had been studying the Flying Immortal technique and had some understanding of the sword intent. Unfortunately, there was no time to get a good sword, so he had to make do with a dagger.

The crowd gradually gathered around a large tent, and Ling Xiao and Ling Lingfa were among them. They say there's only a thin line between genius and madness, and those invited to observe the dissection of the Flying Immortal were certainly not ordinary. Their attire was also unique.

There was a man in a white robe who looked at everyone with disdain, clearly suffering from OCD. There was another with a butcher's knife hanging from his body, more like a butcher than a doctor. And there was a man with a small mustache who, at first glance, seemed like a refined uncle but was leading a little girl to the dissection!

The various bizarre outfits left Ling Xiao wide-eyed. Unlike the doctors in movies, these people reminded him of two words—experts! Thinking of this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but laugh, and Ling Lingfa looked at him in confusion, "What's so funny?"

"Nothing, just thinking that these doctors' outfits are more interesting than the Flying Immortal!"

Ling Lingfa blinked and smiled, "Yes, regardless of any conspiracy, just the scene itself, the emperor would surely like it! By the way, where's the emperor?"

Ling Xiao rolled his eyes, "Why ask me? I don't even know if the emperor is male or female."

"Oh, I forgot, you haven't met the emperor. Look for a young man who is handsome, mature with a hint of mischief, and approachable despite his grandeur."

Ling Xiao's eyes twinkled, "Got it! A bit handsome, fake serious, and unpredictable!"

"Uh, very vivid!"

Knowing the emperor was lying on the dissection table, Ling Xiao still accompanied Ling Lingfa around the venue. It wasn't until the host took the stage that he gave up and followed the doctors into the center.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the dissection of the Flying Immortal. This Flying Immortal is extremely precious."

Ling Xiao watched the host on stage, secretly thinking, "The number one rich second-generation in the Central Plains, how could it not be precious!"

The host continued, "Tonight, for the first time, we will reveal everything. To ensure everyone can see clearly, we will repeat the dissection process for five consecutive nights, over and over again, so everyone can see it in detail, over and over again."

Ling Xiao shivered, "Is that necessary? One dissection is enough, and five nights? Are you going to turn the emperor into mincemeat!"

"Also, we have the farmer who discovered the Flying Immortal to share his story. But first, let's talk to the neighbor's child's dog of the farmer's mother!"

The host said this, and then... nothing happened. As in the movies, he was chased off by a group of doctors who could no longer tolerate him. The crowd surged over the barriers, surrounding the dissection table. Ling Lingfa's curiosity got the better of him, and he forgot about the emperor's safety, managing to squeeze to the front.

Ling Xiao was a bit depressed. He had only been distracted for a moment and was now at the back. Trying to push through now was impossible. Looking at the emperor surrounded by strange doctors, he decided not to push through. He was afraid he might not resist the urge to point at the emperor. Who had done the emperor's makeup! He looked like an ET! Could it be someone from Earth like him?

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