Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 74: Astonishing Secrets

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Astonishing Secrets

"How... how is this possible?"

"How can you be so strong?"

"When did Jiangbei produce a young powerhouse like you?"

Lin Jiangpu looked at Su Luo, shocked and incredulous.

He couldn’t understand it at all. The last time he saw Su Luo, Su Luo was clearly not this powerful. When he went to check on Lin Wu’s injuries, he could also tell that the person who killed Lin Wu wasn’t much more powerful than Lin Wu himself.

No matter how he saw it, he had enough confidence and assurance, but why did it turn out this way?

"Save your questions for Yama," Su Luo said coldly.

Lin Jiangpu wanted his life, so naturally, Su Luo wouldn’t be soft-hearted and couldn’t leave himself a problem.

He stepped forward, moving closer to Lin Jiangpu.

"Don’t kill me, no matter what your conditions are, we can talk," Lin Jiangpu said hastily, his face showing a look of terror.

Su Luo sneered, "The life-or-death agreement has already been signed. This battle, then, determines both supremacy and life-or-death."

Lin Jiangpu’s face changed abruptly.

Deciding life-or-death meant Su Luo’s death, he lived... not that he died and Su Luo lived!

Lin Jiangpu quickly said, "As long as you spare my life, I’m willing to do anything you ask."

"Really?" Su Luo’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Really!" Lin Jiangpu said hurriedly.

"In that case, get up," Su Luo said as he turned, seemingly heading toward Dong Yunhua and Dong Fei.

But just as Su Luo turned, Lin Jiangpu gathered all his Inner Strength, and suddenly lashed out in desperation. His palm struck the ground, sending him soaring into the air, and with a swift and fierce palm strike, he aimed directly at the back of Su Luo’s head.

If his palm succeeded, Su Luo’s head would likely burst open like an exploded watermelon.

However.

Su Luo didn’t even turn his head, and countered with a palm strike of his own.

"Boom!"

The palms collided, True Qi and Inner Strength clashing, instantly exploding with a deep booming sound.

In an instant, Lin Jiangpu’s entire right arm burst out of its sleeve, his muscles tore, and his flesh became a blur.

His whole body was sent flying backward.

"Puh!"

This time, Lin Jiangpu spat out a mouthful of blood once again.

Su Luo turned and said, "Originally, I was considering whether or not to spare you, to make you work for me. Now it seems you are seeking death, so I’ll grant your wish."

With these words, Su Luo kicked Lin Jiangpu’s body.

Immediately, Lin Jiangpu curled up, dragging a long bloody trail along the ground before crashing into a wall.

Lin Jiangpu’s face contorted in agony, spasming with pain.

Su Luo approached him again, flipped him over with a kick, and stepped onto his chest.

In an instant, the ribs in Lin Jiangpu’s chest broke.

Despite years of martial arts training that had hardened his body and his ability to withstand pain far beyond ordinary people, he couldn’t help but howl in agony.

But the instinct to survive made him abruptly stifle his howl of pain.

He coughed up blood and said unclearly, "Don’t... don’t kill me... I... I have a piece of information... to buy... buy my life..."

"What information?" Su Luo asked.

The information Lin Jiangpu would use to buy his life must involve martial artists’ cultivation, martial arts techniques, or perhaps valuable medicinal materials?

"It’s about... Su... Su Xiazi’s death..." Lin Jiangpu endured the pain, speaking in broken and extremely difficult stretches.

Su Luo’s expression changed abruptly, "What did you say?"

"Su Xiazi, is... your grandfather, right?" Lin Jiangpu saw Su Luo’s expression change suddenly, and he knew he had guessed correctly.

"What information do you have? Tell me," Su Luo withdrew his foot and looked at Lin Jiangpu, asking.

He knew that concern could cause confusion. After becoming a Cultivator, Su Luo’s mentality had indeed undergone a certain transformation. He was aware that the more he cared about something, the more calm he needed to be; otherwise, it was easy for his mind to become unsettled.

"First... take me to the hospital, wait... until I’ve recovered..." Lin Jiangpu said with difficulty.

What he received in response from Su Luo was a stomp from his foot.

"Ah!"

Lin Jiangpu let out a scream of agony as his right leg was crushed under Su Luo’s foot.

"You don’t have the right to negotiate with me now!"

"In three seconds, I’ll cripple your other leg," Su Luo said coldly.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

As the countdown proceeded, overshadowed by pain and the shadow of death, Lin Jiangpu had no time to think. The instinct to survive prevented him from taking the risk.

Just as Su Luo was about to lift his foot again, Lin Jiangpu hurriedly said, "I... I’ll talk..."

Su Luo withdrew his foot, looking at him indifferently.

"Your grandfather... he didn’t die a natural death; he... he died from... suffered from severe injuries..." Lin Jiangpu took a deep breath, enduring the pain as he spoke.

Su Luo’s face remained expressionless, but inside he was hit by a storm of shock.

His grandfather had died three years ago; at that time, Su Luo had not yet graduated from university. He had always believed that his grandfather passed away naturally.

After all, as far back as he could remember, aside from his grandfather being blind, he had been free from illnesses and calamities.

And when he passed away, it was peaceful, as if he had simply gone to sleep.

But now, Lin Jiangpu was saying that his grandfather died from severe injuries?

"What exactly happened? Who injured him?" Su Luo asked in a deep voice.

"I don’t know the exact details... I... I only heard... heard from a friend in the Martial Arts Association, who mentioned this incident by chance..."

"Because, your... your grandfather, back in the day, must have... must have also signed a life-and-death contract with someone..."

Lin Jiangpu’s words came out intermittent and broken.

"Who did he sign the life-and-death contract with?" Su Luo took a deep breath and asked again.

"I’m not sure either. Even... my friend doesn’t know much... He doesn’t have the authority to access... your grandfather’s file..." Lin Jiangpu explained.

No authority to access?

So, grandfather had always been more than an ordinary person?

No, that’s not right. Grandfather was always referred to as Su Xiazi, occasionally he would tell fortunes for others, and he was always accurate.

And he never got sick.

In all his memories from childhood, he never even had a common cold, and even in the bitter winter, he could dress lightly, as if he were not afraid of the cold.

All these things, now that he thought about them, indeed made his grandfather seem quite different from ordinary people.

"Is there any more information?"

Su Luo asked again.

"No, there’s nothing more... That’s all I know..."

Lin Jiangpu said.

"Okay then, you can go ahead and die." Having said that, Su Luo crushed Lin Jiangpu’s heart with a surge of True Qi.

"Why... why do you still have to kill me...?" Lin Jiangpu’s eyes widened, he died with a final gasp, his eyes still showing disbelief.

"I never said that I wouldn’t kill you," Su Luo no longer looked at Lin Jiangpu.

Instead, he turned to Dong Yunhua: "You also knew my grandfather. Do you also know something?"