City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 819 - 0820: Plucking Blossoms and Leaves

Chapter 819: Chapter 0820: Plucking Blossoms and Leaves

The man in his thirties thought that with his weapon, Ye Qiu wouldn’t be a match for him. However, he was unaware that Ye Qiu hadn’t even started to fight him seriously yet.

When the stick in Ye Qiu’s hand was almost entirely slashed by the sharp blade, Ye Qiu nonchalantly plucked a leaf from a nearby tree. After channeling a surge of Spiritual Energy into it, the leaf turned as hard as iron and flew directly toward the man’s face.

"Ah!"

The man let out a miserable scream as the leaf scraped across his face, leaving a bleeding gash!

"How is this possible?"

He couldn’t believe it—this young man turned out to be so formidable.

Had this young man’s cultivation in the Martial Way already reached the level of "flying flowers and plucking leaves, all capable of wounding"? If so, the man knew he couldn’t possibly stand against Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu casually plucked a few more leaves and sent them flying toward his opponent. The man used his sharp blade to block the incoming leaves.

At first, he managed to deflect a few leaves with ease. However, when a dozen leaves flew at him all at once, they carved multiple bloody wounds across his body.

If Ye Qiu had intended to kill him just now, he could have easily pierced his throat!

While the man struggled to react, Ye Qiu suddenly darted forward and delivered a fierce kick to his chest, sending him flying several meters away. When he landed, his clothing had been shredded by the leaves.

Upon making contact with the ground, he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Just a few minutes earlier, Ning Yun thought Ye Qiu wouldn’t stand a chance against the bodyguard he had brought. Unexpectedly, everything changed in the blink of an eye.

Both bodyguards he had brought were now lying on the ground, unable to even stand. Ning Yun knew things were about to get bad.

As he prepared to flee, Ye Qiu picked up a small stone from the ground and threw it at him. The stone struck Ning Yun’s thigh, causing him to topple forward and hit the ground.

"Weren’t you just saying you’d beat the crap out of me?"

Ye Qiu walked over and asked coldly.

"Qiu... Qiu-ge, I... I won’t dare anymore!"

Ning Yun began begging for mercy.

"Qiu-ge, I swear I won’t dare anymore!"

Ning Yun continued pleading.

But Ye Qiu delivered a ferocious kick to him anyway.

The last time, turning him into a beaten pighead apparently hadn’t left enough of an impression.

This time, if Ye Qiu didn’t make it unforgettable, he feared it wouldn’t be enough.

As Ning Yun writhed in pain from Ye Qiu’s kick and curled up, Ye Qiu showed no signs of stopping and went to pick up the sharp blade the other man had dropped.

The two bodyguards lying in the distance watched Ye Qiu’s movements and thought he might be about to kill Ning Yun.

However, they wanted to stop him but couldn’t rise from their positions, the pain forcing them to remain prone on the ground.

If they had known this kid was this powerful, they would never have dared provoke Ye Qiu.

After all, Ye Qiu’s cultivation level of "flying flowers and plucking leaves" suggested he was already a top-tier Martial Artist—someone far beyond the standing even of the Ning Family’s best bodyguards.

Seeing Ye Qiu approach with the blade, Ning Yun, who was curled on the ground in pain, thought Ye Qiu was truly about to kill him!

Panicked, he shouted, "You... you can’t kill me! That would be against the law!"

"Against the law? Why didn’t you think about that earlier?"

Ye Qiu retorted coldly.

"Qiu-ge, I’ve learned my lesson! Please, spare me!"

Ning Yun began to regret everything.

Initially, he had looked down on this high school top scorer, assuming the other was nothing more than a bookworm. But after being beaten by Ye Qiu, his feelings had turned to hatred.

Now, fear overwhelmed him whenever he thought of Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu approached him without hesitation, plunging the blade directly into Ning Yun’s chest!

"You!"

Ning Yun groaned in pain, unable to vocalize further as he watched the blade pierce into his body.

The two bodyguards, their eyes filled with shock and terror, thought Ye Qiu intended to kill all three of them. Clearly, the murderous aura radiating from Ye Qiu made them realize they had severely underestimated this young man.

Ye Qiu swiftly pulled the blade out, letting blood spray from the wound. Then, he drove the blade back into Ning Yun with brutal force.

He extracted the blade once more and pointed it at Ning Yun’s throat. "Scared now?"

Ning Yun trembled with fear. Unable to speak through the pain, he desperately wished for Ye Qiu to spare him.

But Ye Qiu had no intentions of letting him off. He drove the blade into Ning Yun’s thigh.

"Ahhh!"

The pain surging through Ning Yun’s body was unbearable. Watching the seemingly endless flow of blood, he passed out from the torment.

Ye Qiu tossed the small blade aside. Seeing that Ning Yun had truly fainted, he frowned, disgusted. Squatting down, he placed a hand on Ning Yun’s chest.

The blood from the chest wound gradually stopped flowing and began to heal. Besides the bloodstains on his clothing, his chest appeared completely fine.

Ye Qiu then pressed his hand to Ning Yun’s thigh. The blood pouring from the leg wound also ceased, and the injury remarkably healed—save for the hole in his torn pants and the bloodstains.

Kicking Ning Yun again, Ye Qiu roused him from unconsciousness. Ning Yun, waking in sudden pain, thought he was dead.

But, what was going on now?

He was alive—and he wasn’t bleeding anymore.

How could this be possible?

Ning Yun couldn’t believe it. However, seeing the fresh bloodstains that hadn’t dried yet, he realized everything earlier had indeed happened. Ye Qiu stood by his side.

"How does it feel?"

Ning Yun no longer experienced any pain.

"Still thinking of beating the crap out of me?"

"I... I wouldn’t dare!"

"Let’s leave it at this for now. But if you dare try anything next time, then prepare for a one-way trip to hell!"

Without lingering further, Ye Qiu turned and prepared to leave. As Ning Yun breathed a sigh of relief, Ye Qiu added, "Tomorrow, make sure you’re back at school for military training. Otherwise, you know the consequences."

Only then did Ye Qiu continue on his way down the mountain.

After Ye Qiu left, Ning Yun climbed to his feet and realized he truly felt no pain—none at all. This wasn’t a dream; it was real.

As for the two bodyguards he had brought, one lay on the ground no longer coughing up blood, though still unable to move from the pain. The other was in an even worse state—every piece of clothing shredded by the leaves, his face and various other parts of his body lacerated, with blood still seeping from them.

"Young Master Ning, how are you fine? We saw it just now!"

The two men clearly remembered seeing Ye Qiu stab Ning Yun with the blade. But how was it possible for him to be unharmed now?

Did their eyes play tricks on them?

"That’s impossible!"

"I don’t know either!"

Ning Yun himself was clueless about what had happened but knew it was definitely related to Ye Qiu.

"That young man is frighteningly powerful. He can actually harm people by flying flowers and plucking leaves. Never provoke him again—we are no match for him."

The man in his thirties spoke in a pained tone.

If Ye Qiu didn’t truly intend to harm Ning Yun, it meant he didn’t want to kill him after all!

As for the younger, twenty-something man, after resting for half an hour, he was finally able to stand. Supporting the older man, they left Zijin Mountain and drove back to the Ning Family’s estate.

Initially, Ning Yun also planned to return to the Ning Family. However, recalling what Ye Qiu had said to him, Ning Yun realized he could only return to the dormitories. Otherwise, who knew what Ye Qiu would do to him!