Invincible Little School Doctor
Chapter 512 - 512 511 Frost Flying Sword

512: Chapter 511: Frost Flying Sword 512: Chapter 511: Frost Flying Sword At that moment, Fan Qingyin, Han Dazhuang, and He Dong, who were waiting outside the house, suddenly heard a series of sounds from inside that seemed both painful and joyful.

They were all taken aback.

“What’s that sound?” the honest and sincere Han Dazhuang asked, looking puzzled at He Dong and Huo Mengyao.

Huo Mengyao’s face turned red.

This damn jerk, always picking on us women, she stomped her foot and quickly slipped away.

Seeing this, He Dong shook his head and chuckled at Han Dazhuang, explaining, “What sound?

Of course, it’s the ‘smack smack smack’ sound.”

“What ‘smack smack smack’?” Han Dazhuang was completely befuddled.

He Dong was at a loss for words and said, “Brother Han, you really should find yourself a wife.”

“Strange, what does that have to do with me finding a wife?” Han Dazhuang was stunned again.

“Forget it, talking to you is pointless.

Let’s go somewhere far, haha, the weather is so nice today, let’s go over there and enjoy the breeze, clear our heads…”

Having said that, He Dong dragged Han Dazhuang away.

Poor Han Dazhuang was still utterly confused, thinking to himself, in this gloomy weather, what’s there to enjoy?

“Haha,” Ye Haochuan said with a smile on his face, “Do you want me to rub it for you?

Don’t forget, I am the Holy Hand of gynecology.”

“Pah, I don’t want your rubbing, lest you make it unbearable again,” Huo Mengyao spat at him, “If you are capable, go tease Fan Qingyin.”

Why bring up Fan Qingyin out of the blue?

It really turns the stomach.

Ye Haochuan laughed heartily and playfully said, “By the way, if I really did have an affair with Fan Qingyin, wouldn’t you be jealous?.”

“What affair, it sounds so unpleasant!” Huo Mengyao scolded, “Don’t think I don’t know about Fan Qingyin always trying to target you.

Actually, if she didn’t have feelings for you, would she bother targeting you?

Moreover, I heard her say, her best friend Xiao Haimei is trying to set you two up.

Why not just go with the flow and push her along?”

Damn, that use of “push” is brilliant, even better than “take in”!

Ye Haochuan shook his head, thinking to himself that he was not a stud horse, to push whom, he must also see the mood, when Fan Qingyin changes her vexatious ways and behaves properly in front of me, then perhaps, rewarding her with a bit of affection might not be out of the question.

Thinking this, he slapped her pert buttocks, feeling its ample elasticity, and cheekily said, “Alright, we are pressed for time, get up, I need to craft the Flying Sword Artifact.”

Seeing that he didn’t want to talk about Fan Qingyin, Huo Mengyao didn’t question further, obediently got up, and dressed herself.

Ye Haochuan swiftly put on his clothes and then took out the ordinary magic sword given by Huo Mengyao, and began to refine it.

Unlike alchemy, crafting a magic sword belongs to the realm of artifact refining.

Although alchemy and artifact refining seem unrelated, alchemists who wish to make pills must first know artifact refining; this is necessary to craft higher quality pills.

Conversely, refiners may not necessarily know how to make pills; of course, because they specialize in refining, such individuals often achieve feats in artifact refining that alchemists cannot compare with.

Of course, one cannot generalize this, as a medical genius like Holy Hand is not only proficient in alchemy but also in artifact refining, far beyond what ordinary refiners can match.

“Rise!”

Ye Haochuan threw the magic sword into the air, and under the effect of a gentle Gang Qi, the sword floated midair.

Then, he dripped blood on it to establish a spiritual connection with this magic sword.

Next, he started to follow the methods recorded in the “Complete Collection of Talismans,” incorporating various functional formations such as flying, floating, rushing, expanding, retracting, slowing, blocking, alerting, and protecting into it one by one.

After busying himself for half an hour, Ye Haochuan finally finished.

“Is it finally done?” Huo Mengyao exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Haochuan nodded, looking fondly at the flying sword artifact, which continually fluctuated with mana.

Its surface seemed to be enveloped in hoarfrost, radiating a menacing aura.

A thought struck him, “From now on, this sword shall be called the Frost Flying Sword.”

“Frost Flying Sword, what a good name!” Huo Mengyao chimed in.

“Of course it’s good!

Who do you think named it?” Ye Haochuan laughed heartily, wrapping his arms around her charming waist, “Come on, let’s go outside.”

Once outside the room, Ye Haochuan led her to find Han Dazhuang, He Dong, and Fan Qingyin, who were wandering about.

Coincidentally, Xu Wei and a group of disciples who were staying behind also learned of his departure and came to see him off.

Seeing him, the disciples who were still in the Postnatal Realm before, were now astonished to find that he had broken through to the Innate Realm.

Xu Wei, in particular, was utterly shocked, thinking to himself that Senior Brother Ye was incredibly monstrous, with a cultivation progress that could only be described as terrifying.

Ye Haochuan mingled, shaking hands with everyone, expressing his sentiments of farewell.

When it was Fan Qingyin’s turn, Ye Haochuan sighed, “Miss Fan, we have to part ways.

It’s so sad…

Let’s have a hug, a very pure one, as a form of comfort.”

As soon as he said this, it immediately raised Fan Qingyin’s guard, “Pure?

I doubt that.”

Thinking this, Fan Qingyin quickly stepped back, scoffing, “Stay away from me.”

Ye Haochuan felt frustrated, glancing at Huo Mengyao and thinking, “Didn’t you say she had feelings for me?

Why doesn’t it seem like that at all?”

“Sigh, I thought my charm worked on both men and women, but to continuously be rejected by you, Miss Fan, is tragic, so tragic!” Ye Haochuan sighed.

Watching him shake his head, suddenly blurting out such a bizarre and incredibly rude remark, everyone found it amusing.

Fan Qingyin, under the scrutiny of everyone, blushed deeply, unsure of what to do.

Seeing her like this, Ye Haochuan instantly felt bored, thinking to himself, forget it, let’s just assume I’m being presumptuous.

If this girl is so resistant to me now, even if she throws herself at me in the future, I won’t want her.”

After bidding farewell to everyone else, Ye Haochuan waved his hand and summoned the Frost Flying Sword.

The Frost Flying Sword, now attuned to his intentions, didn’t require any mana from him.

It hovered in mid-air and gradually grew larger, resembling a massive door panel enough for four or five people to stand upon.

“Brother Dazhuang, Junior Brother He, come up!” Ye Haochuan jumped onto the Frost Flying Sword, waving at Han Dazhuang and He Dong.

Han Dazhuang and He Dong both responded and jumped aboard as well.

“Let’s go!”

After saying goodbye to everyone on the ground once more, Ye Haochuan commanded the Frost Flying Sword to soar into the sky, flying higher and higher until the people below appeared as tiny black dots, resembling ants.

Only then did he finally withdraw his gaze.

The speed of the Frost Flying Sword increased, and the three of them felt the wind whooshing past their ears, making it hard to breathe.

Squinting their eyes, they could only glimpse the forests, mountains, and rivers below, knowing that a fall would certainly result in death.

This flight took roughly over an hour before they finally reached the location where the Oasis met the Fire Sea Desert.

Checking the direction, Ye Haochuan followed the connecting line westward until they finally spotted a huge tower in the distance.

This was the tower with a teleportation array established by a Great Power of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect.

Looking down from above, numerous disciples of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect continuously entered the tower.

“Brother Dazhuang, Junior Brother He, we’ve arrived, let’s go down,” Ye Haochuan said, instructing the Frost Flying Sword to slow its descent.

The moment they landed, numerous envious gazes immediately surrounded them, clearly very envious that Ye Haochuan had broken through to the Innate Realm.

The disciples coming to the Sub-Fire Dimension Realm were all from the Postnatal Realm, something that everyone clearly understood.

Seeing the envy of the people, Ye Haochuan felt extremely delighted, striding along triumphantly.

However, just as the three of them were about to enter the tower, a cold voice came through, “Ye Haochuan, you’re still alive!”