Chapter 2

"I am the Taoist Medical Immortal. From today on, you are my successor, inheriting my Tai Chi Sutra and the Life and Death Jade, to heal the world and save both others and yourself..." Ye Fei felt himself in a vast, ethereal void, accompanied by the voice of inheritance, a massive amount of information flooded into his mind.

Martial arts medicine, mysterious acupuncture techniques, cultivation methods, continuously surged... When a Life and Death Jade surged into his palm, Ye Fei couldn't help but scream: "Ah—" Ye Fei woke up, finding himself in the hospital, covered in bruises.

He tried hard to recall, remembering that he had been beaten and thrown out of the bar.

The pain in his head confirmed this.

However, he was still shocked to find that the dream was still vivid: "Could the dream just now be real?"

This is too ridiculous."

Ye Fei muttered, but when he closed his eyes, he was stunned.

There was indeed a *Tai Chi Sutra* in his mind.

"Is this dream too real?"

Ye Fei still didn't believe it, so he opened the *Tai Chi Sutra* and started to cultivate according to the methods written in it.

If nothing happened during cultivation, then the Life and Death Jade and the *Tai Chi Sutra* would just be a joke.

But the reality left Ye Fei speechless again.

In less than half an hour, he felt a small stream of warmth surge in his dantian.

Then, the warmth flowed through his limbs and bones.

Wherever it went, it felt incredibly comfortable.

At the same time, a faint Tai Chi symbol appeared on the palm of his left hand... the Life and Death Jade.

White for life, black for death.

Each side had seven rays of light, faint but distinct.

Ye Fei thought it might be a pattern he accidentally got, so he rubbed his wrist on his thigh a few times, but the Tai Chi symbol was still there.

And it started to rotate.

The next second, a surge of information appeared in Ye Fei's mind: Condition: Thirteen abrasions, third-degree damage to five organs, mild concussion.

Cause: Result of violent beating.

Repair or destroy?

Ye Fei was stunned on the spot. What is this?

He subconsciously issued a repair command, and the Life and Death Jade started to rotate, then a white light entered Ye Fei's body.

"Snap—" Then, his body underwent an abnormal change.

His blood vessels heated up uncontrollably, and his whole body felt scalding. Ye Fei felt all his cells running, racing through his body in groups.

His bones also crackled.

Before long, Ye Fei's body suddenly trembled, and the pain disappeared completely. The abrasions on his arms and face also healed.

At the same time, the white light on the Tai Chi symbol dimmed slightly.

"This is a miraculous healing hand."

Ye Fei was excited. Others repair antiques and paintings, but his Life and Death Jade can repair physical ailments.

It seems everything in the dream was real.

This is truly a gift from heaven.

Ye Fei jumped out of the hospital bed and rushed to the ward as fast as he could.

He pushed open the door to his mother Shen Biqin's room.

Seeing his emaciated mother with her eyes closed, Ye Fei rushed over and placed his left hand on her stomach.

Condition: Anemia, heart muscle damage, gallstones, malignant stomach tumor...

Cause: Years of overwork, irregular diet, and cold invasion.

Repair or destroy?

Ye Fei blurted out: "Repair!"

The Life and Death Jade moved again, and five white lights entered Shen Biqin's body.

Her body instantly became a battlefield, with countless cells boiling and surging, like thousands of soldiers fighting and charging.

"Boom—" Before long, Shen Biqin's head moved slightly.

Ye Fei instinctively called out: "Mom—"

Shen Biqin slowly opened her eyes, and a hint of red appeared on her pale face: "Ye Fei, I'm hungry..."

Ye Fei was overjoyed.

He withdrew his left hand and noticed that only one white light remained on the Life and Death Jade.

Clearly, the more severe the condition or injury, the more white light was consumed.

Ye Fei didn't think about how to restore the white light; he just wanted to take good care of his mother.

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Fei brought a bowl of white porridge and carefully fed it to his mother.

This was the first time Shen Biqin had an appetite in half a year.

After she finished eating, Ye Fei called the beautiful doctor over.

After a check-up, the doctor was shocked: "How is this possible?"

Shen Biqin was fine.

Upon learning that she was fine, Shen Biqin insisted on being discharged from the hospital.

Apart from the cost of hospitalization, she was also tired of staying in the hospital for a year and wanted to go home to feel the atmosphere of life.

Ye Fei couldn't persuade her, so he had to process the discharge.

When processing the discharge, Ye Fei thought his account was almost empty, but unexpectedly, 95,000 yuan was refunded.

He asked and found out that someone had deposited 100,000 yuan into the hospital account yesterday.

Ye Fei checked and found that the person who deposited the money was Tang Ruoxue.

His heart warmed; Tang Ruoxue still cared about him.

Ye Fei left 5,000 yuan for his mother and transferred the rest back to Tang Ruoxue, then packed up and left the hospital.

Just as Ye Fei was helping his mother to the entrance, three expensive luxury cars sped past them.

They were fast and fierce.

The tires almost ran over Shen Biqin's toes.

Ye Fei shouted angrily: "How do you drive?

Are you in a hurry to die?"

Shen Biqin softly advised: "Ye Fei, let it go, let it go."

The luxury car reversed and stopped. The door opened, and a young man with earrings got out and cursed: "Dare to curse Young Master Huang? Are you asking for death?"

Then, Huang Dongqiang and Yuan Jing appeared with a group of people.

"Hey, it's Ye Fei?

You're quite tough, huh?

You're out so soon?"

Seeing Ye Fei, Huang Dongqiang immediately approached, smiling insincerely: "Tough as steel."

"Is your mom also discharged?"

"Couldn't borrow money, preparing to die at home?"

"Do you need me to sponsor a coffin?"

The group of companions laughed, their eyes filled with disdain and mockery.

Yuan Jing remained cold as usual, and seeing Ye Fei added a hint of disdain.

Ye Fei's humility and kneeling yesterday had made Yuan Jing lose interest in humiliating him.

Ye Fei's voice turned cold: "Huang Dongqiang, you curse my mom, are you asking for death?"

"Death?

What are you, anyway?"

Huang Dongqiang tapped his shoe on the ground, his arrogance evident: "Who gave you the courage to challenge me?"

The young man with earrings chimed in sarcastically: "Not enough beating yesterday?"

A few pretty girls covered their mouths and giggled.

"Kneel, kowtow, and apologize."

Huang Dongqiang pointed at Ye Fei: "I'll pretend this never happened, or I'll send you both to the morgue."

Ye Fei's eyes turned cold: "Don't push me too far."

Huang Dongqiang sneered: "What if I do?

Not satisfied?"

A few henchmen pulled out batons and surrounded Ye Fei.

Yuan Jing's voice was indifferent: "Ye Fei, don't be stubborn, kneel and apologize. You can't provoke Dongqiang."

"Kid, kid, let's talk it out!"

At this moment, Shen Biqin also held onto the angry Ye Fei, blocking him and smiling at Huang Dongqiang: "Young Master Huang, I used to work as a housekeeper at your place, I know your mom. Give me some face, don't make things difficult for Ye Fei."

"He's young and doesn't know better. Be magnanimous and let him off."

Shen Biqin smiled apologetically.

"Give you face?"

Huang Dongqiang sneered and spat on Shen Biqin: "What are you, anyway?

Why should I give you face?"

"An old hag also wants face? Can you afford it?"

For anyone, such rude and disrespectful behavior was an insult, but Shen Biqin didn't dare to retaliate, enduring it passively.

Being humiliated, mocked, and bullied, she never caused trouble, not out of magnanimity, but out of the helplessness of a small person.

"Treating my mom like this, are you asking for death?"

Ye Fei clenched his fists, his face full of anger, ready to charge, but his mother held him back tightly.

Seeing Ye Fei's stubbornness, Yuan Jing was very angry: "Ye Fei, still showing off?

Can you offend Dongqiang?"

"Kneel already, you've done it before, everyone knows, no need to pretend."

She tried to mediate, partly because humiliating Ye Fei no longer gave her satisfaction, and partly to show her magnanimity in front of others.

But unexpectedly, Ye Fei didn't appreciate it: "Rest assured, I'll never kneel again."

Yuan Jing became impatient: "If you don't listen to me, I won't help you."

"Without my face, you might not even keep your life."

She raised her chin arrogantly.

Ye Fei shouted harshly: "Get lost!"

Yuan Jing's face turned cold: "Dongqiang, I won't deal with him, do as you please."

"Young Master Huang, Ye Fei is ignorant, please bear with him. Rest assured, Ye Fei won't provoke you again."

Seeing Huang Dongqiang's fierce expression, Shen Biqin dragged Ye Fei behind her: "Let's just let it go today."

"This money, a small token, please have some tea, Young Master Huang and all the brothers."

Shen Biqin took out 3,000 yuan from her pocket, bent down, and humbly stuffed it into Huang Dongqiang's pocket.

"Slap—" Huang Dongqiang slapped Shen Biqin's face.

Shen Biqin instinctively exclaimed: "Young Master Huang..."

"Slap!"

Another crisp sound echoed.

"A person like an ant, also dares to ask for my tolerance?"

Before Shen Biqin could react, Huang Dongqiang kicked her.

Shen Biqin grunted and stumbled backward.

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, Ye Fei's figure flashed.

Before Huang Dongqiang could see clearly, he felt his neck tighten.

Ye Fei grabbed Huang Dongqiang's neck and, with a speed that no one could react to, smashed his head against the window of a luxury car.

"Bang!"

The shocking impact shattered the car window, and blood splattered from Huang Dongqiang's head.

The force was terrifying.

This wasn't over. Ye Fei threw the dazed Huang Dongqiang to the ground and mercilessly kicked his arm.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound, Huang Dongqiang's left arm instantly broke.

One of the companions was stunned, then rushed at Ye Fei.

Ye Fei didn't even look, and with a backhand slap, sent him flying five meters.

Blood gushed from his mouth and nose.

Everyone was stunned.

No one expected Ye Fei to be so powerful and ruthless.

Shen Biqin's mouth was wide open.

Ye Fei didn't stop, and he beckoned the remaining few: "Come on, all of you."

Four people roared and charged over.

Ye Fei directly overwhelmed them with speed and strength.

One punch, one kick.

"Bang bang bang—" The four who charged over were all brutally beaten by Ye Fei, with bruised faces and broken limbs.

"You—"

Everyone was shocked.

The pretty girls looked at Ye Fei in disbelief, never expecting this useless person to be so capable.

"How could this be?"

Yuan Jing couldn't accept the result. Ye Fei actually beat so many people?

She wanted to see Ye Fei kneeling and begging, not fighting fiercely.

Seeing the onlookers, all with shocked and even admiring looks at Ye Fei, Yuan Jing's heart tightened.

A sudden surge of anger rose.

The Ye Fei she had discarded should be worthless, how could he suddenly become so powerful?

Did he take drugs in the hospital?

Yes, it must be that, otherwise, he wouldn't be so powerful.

Then, Yuan Jing clenched her teeth: Even if he is strong, what can he do? What kind of society is this? You can fight, but can you fight knives, guns, or the state?

Without education, background, or connections, you are destined to live a mediocre life.

After a self-comforting outburst, Yuan Jing gradually felt better.

At this moment, Ye Fei was slowly walking toward Huang Dongqiang.

"Kid, you dare to hurt us?"

Huang Dongqiang was also stunned but still arrogant: "Do you know the consequences of hurting me?"

Before he could finish, Ye Fei slapped him.

Huang Dongqiang's two teeth fell out, and his mouth was full of blood.

Then, Ye Fei grabbed his neck: "Tell me, what consequences?"

"Ye Fei, enough!"

Yuan Jing stood up angrily: "You've caused trouble, if you don't stop, you'll regret it..."

"Slap—" Ye Fei slapped Huang Dongqiang again: "What trouble?"

Huang Dongqiang roared: "You bastard!"

"Still not satisfied?"

Ye Fei slapped him again.

Huang Dongqiang covered his cheek, full of resentment, but didn't dare to speak back.

Yuan Jing was also furious: "You—"

In her eyes, only Huang Dongqiang could discipline Ye Fei; Ye Fei had no right to abuse Huang Dongqiang.

Ye Fei gently patted Huang Dongqiang's face: "Tell me, what consequences, what trouble?"

Huang Dongqiang was very aggrieved but finally gritted his teeth: "I admit defeat today, what do you want?"

Ye Fei firmly held his throat: "Slap yourself ten times, apologize to my mom, and compensate, or I'll cripple you."

Shen Biqin tugged at Ye Fei's sleeve: "Ye Fei, let it go, let it go."

Huang Dongqiang looked at Ye Fei, feeling an inexplicable fear.

Although he felt humiliated today, he believed Ye Fei would do what he said.

Because he felt Ye Fei had changed, no longer a useless person to be bullied.

Huang Dongqiang even felt the coldness from Ye Fei's fingers.

Challenging him further would only make things worse. He would endure today and find a way to deal with this mother and son later.

So he bowed his head to Shen Biqin: "Aunt, I'm sorry..." Then he slapped himself ten times and took out a few thousand yuan as compensation.

Shen Biqin, though worried, felt a sense of vindication upon hearing the apology.

Ye Fei stared at Huang Dongqiang, catching the resentment in his eyes, knowing Huang Dongqiang would seek revenge.

He had a thought, and the Life and Death Jade glowed.

At the same time, a line of information appeared in Ye Fei's mind: Condition: Early-stage liver cancer, plum blossom virus, broken arm.

Cause: Excessive drinking and sex, drug use, being beaten...

Repair or destroy?

Ye Fei didn't hesitate, knowing that "destroy" meant worsening the condition.

A black light entered Huang Dongqiang's body.

"Ah—" Huang Dongqiang screamed and fell to the ground from Ye Fei's grip.

Advanced liver cancer.

Ye Fei shouted: "Get lost—"

Huang Dongqiang and Yuan Jing left with resentment.

Looking at Huang Dongqiang's miserable back, Ye Fei had a thought.

This is a dead man...