Invincible Little School Doctor
Chapter 453 - 452 What are you, that I should be dissatisfied with you?

Chapter 453: Chapter 452 What are you, that I should be dissatisfied with you?

Just as Ye Haochuan was about to speak up and refute Senior Brother Cheng, at that moment, an authoritative female voice came through, "Junior Brother Cheng, watch your words. Since Junior Sister Huo believes in them, you shouldn’t harbor such doubts. Do you understand?"

Ye Haochuan and his comrades all looked toward the woman in unison, only to see a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties or fifties, with quite a shrewd and capable appearance. Her eyes were piercing, occasionally emitting a chilling gleam, revealing an extraordinary Martial Arts Path Cultivation.

"Who is this woman? She looks very imposing," Ye Haochuan muttered to himself.

At this moment, Huo Mengyao happily went up to meet her, taking the woman’s hand and saying, "Senior Sister Bei, what brings you here?"

"What, does the Fire Elemental Realm belong to your family that even I, your Senior Sister, can’t come?" Senior Sister Bei chuckled lightly, showing genuine fondness on her face.

Huo Mengyao laughed and said, "Senior Sister Bei, look at what you’re saying; I was just asking. By the way, why didn’t I see you at our Haishan Sub-Temple before?"

The Ancient Martial Arts Sect Haishan Sub-Temple was located in that secret underground chamber beneath the entertainment city.

"You still have the nerve to bring that up? I was looking for you everywhere before, but I had no idea where you had run off to. Thankfully, we have finally managed to meet up now," said Senior Sister Bei, her gaze then shifting to Ye Haochuan, "He is...?"

"He is my..." Huo Mengyao’s cheeks turned red, and she became bashful.

Seeing Huo Mengyao stumbling over her words, Ye Haochuan smiled and said, "Hello, Senior Sister Bei, my name is Ye Haochuan. I am Mengyao’s sweetheart. Senior Sister Bei, seeing your kind and benevolent appearance, I can tell you are a compassionate and gentle person. I hope you can take good care of me in the future!"

The kid sure had a sweet mouth on him!

Senior Sister Bei’s smile bloomed, "So you are Junior Sister Huo’s Cultivation Partner. Not bad, indeed handsome. Now that you two are together, having formed Cultivation Partners, and seeing that you are also a person from our Ancient Martial Arts Sect, that’s great. If anyone dares to bully you in the future, I will be the first to show them no mercy."

"Then I must thank Senior Sister Bei for your care," Ye Haochuan replied, smiling agreeably.

At that moment, Senior Brother Cheng interjected anxiously, "Senior Sister Bei, this doesn’t seem appropriate, does it?"

No wonder he was anxiously objecting; he had secretly adored Huo Mengyao for so long without success, only to have Ye Haochuan beat him to it. How could he not be annoyed?

But he really should take a good look at himself. With his sulky personality, it would be weird if Junior Sister Huo liked him.

"Junior Brother Cheng, what’s inappropriate about it?" Senior Sister Bei asked with a furrowed brow.

"These three brats, we don’t even know if they are with our Sun Moon Alliance or not. If they’re not, what would our fellow brothers and sisters think? Moreover, if these three are in conflict with us, what would everyone think?" Senior Brother Cheng explained.

Damn it, what does everyone think? It’s clearly what you think, isn’t it? Posing as if you’re so noble.

Ye Haochuan thought contemptuously to himself.

"Senior Brother Cheng, you’re overthinking it. Senior Brother Ye and the others are not enemies of our Sun Moon Alliance, and they haven’t joined any organizations within our Sect," Huo Mengyao explained.

"This..." Seeing her repeatedly speak up for her romantic rival, Senior Brother Cheng couldn’t help but feel stifled.

His first plan having failed, he quickly concocted another and with a snort said, "Since Junior Sister Huo values them so much, then I have nothing to say. However, our purpose in coming to the Sub-Fire Dimension Realm is to obtain the key ingredient for crafting Innate Pills, the Fire Dragon Grass, which requires people with formidable strength. Do these three pieces of trash have that strength?"

"What did you say?" Ye Haochuan was enraged.

"Heh, from the look of it, you seem quite dissatisfied with me? Hmph, judging by your gray Insignia Robe, you’re merely at the Postnatal Mid-Stage Boundary in terms of Cultivation. With such strength, you dare to be dissatisfied with me? I’ll see what qualifications you have to be dissatisfied with me..."

As Senior Brother Cheng’s eyes moved, he abruptly stood up, immediately exuding a severe and cold aura.

Ye Haochuan and his two companions immediately felt an intense oppressive force bearing down on them like Mount Tai, squeezing them relentlessly.

Ye Haochuan was somewhat better off, but Han Dazhuang and He Dong, with their lower Cultivation, were finding it hard to breathe.

"Heh heh, what qualifications do I have to be dissatisfied with Junior Brother Cheng? What are you, that I should feel unsatisfied with you?" Ye Haochuan said with a mocking laugh.

The people around them couldn’t help but laugh, especially Han Dazhuang and He Dong. Listening to them gave them such relief. Who could match wits with Ye Haochuan?

"You!" Junior Brother Cheng became so enraged that he felt like his lungs were about to explode and he started rubbing his hands together as if itching for a fight, "So you’re really asking for it, wanting to bring upon yourself some misery, huh?"

"So what you’re saying is, you want to discipline me a bit?" Ye Haochuan started to laugh, his expression sly and clearly meant to provoke.

"Those were your own words!"

Junior Brother Cheng’s eyes narrowed and, suddenly, he made his move. His hands shot out like a tiger pouncing, aiming straight for Ye Haochuan.

"Junior Brother Cheng!" Senior Sister Bei’s expression changed slightly and she called out, trying to stop him, but it was too late.

"Be careful Haochuan, that’s Junior Brother Cheng’s Catching Dragon Palm!"

Huo Mengyao’s voice reached Ye Haochuan’s ears.

Damn, Catching Dragon Palm? Well, then let this young master show you a move of the Nine Tyrant Dragons Fist and see who’s stronger.

In his haste, Ye Haochuan executed ’Dragon Emerging from the Sea.’ Intense, overbearing, and powerful True Qi burst forth immediately.

As soon as the opponent attacked, Junior Brother Cheng immediately felt a forceful wind slap against his face, causing a slight pain. His complexion changed as he let out a surprised roar, "Good lad, you were hiding your true abilities! So you actually possess the strength of a Postnatal Peak!"

Ye Haochuan laughed heartily, "You’re only realizing it now?"

Boom!

The fierce True Qi from both combatants collided violently, making a thunderous impact.

Junior Brother Cheng stumbled backwards, feeling a continuous turmoil in his stomach, turning pale with discomfort. He grimaced, gritted his teeth, and with a shake of his body, like countless branches swaying during a gusty wind, he faintly produced the sound of wind and thunder.

"Wind-Thunder Slash!" Junior Brother Cheng bellowed!

Ye Haochuan’s gaze intensified. This technique was much more ferocious than his previous one. With no time to think, he responded with the Extreme Ice Cotton Palm.

He had just reached the Postnatal Peak and meeting force with force was unwise at this point. Although the Extreme Ice Cotton Palm didn’t seem very powerful, it was effective against a fierce Cultivation Technique like Wind-Thunder Slash because of its gentleness overcoming hardness.

Sure enough, when the tyrannical winds of the Wind-Thunder Slash howled towards him, they met with the fluttering snowflakes, and although fierce, the gentleness of the snowflakes quickly dissipated most of its power.

Whizz!

A grating sound of cutting through the air suddenly spread as Ye Haochuan unexpectedly unleashed the ’Eternal Regret of Lost Art,’ catching Junior Brother Cheng off-guard with an attack.

Junior Brother Cheng instantly felt as if his protective Qi had been pierced by a needle, breaking through it, and he couldn’t help but turn pale with alarm, "Not good!"