Medicine Martial Prodigy
Chapter 559

Chapter 559: 559

Qin Chuan furrowed his brows, What did the Guardian of the Eight mean by that? From his tone, could he really suppress him?

Suddenly, the Guardian of the Eight turned to Qin Bancheng and said, "Qin Bancheng, help me hold him off for five minutes!"

Qin Bancheng’s face immediately went pale as he hastily said, "Guardian of the Eight, I’m no match for him! Not to mention five minutes, I can’t even hold him back for one!"

"Humph!"

The Guardian of the Eight snorted coldly, threateningly saying, "You are the Great Elder of the Qin Royal Family, do you not have a way to temporarily possess strength comparable to the Initial Stage of the Sovereign Realm?"

"I don’t ask for much, just help me hold back that kid for five minutes, and I will certainly suppress him!"

Qin Bancheng’s face turned green, He indeed had a method to temporarily acquire the power of the Initial Stage of the Sovereign Realm, but it was his lifesaving measure, and to use it at a time like this was too wasteful.

He regretted it immensely in his heart; had he known, he would have sided with Qin Chuan earlier. Now look, the Guardian of the Eight wanted him to use his life-saving measure, truly a case of losing the wife and the army.

"Fine!"

Qin Bancheng gritted his teeth and said.

He knew there was no turning back now; he had to hold off Qin Chuan, or else he would offend both sides.

Taking out a White Porcelain Bottle, he poured out an Elixir and immediately swallowed it.

"Boom!"

The Elixir dissolved upon entering his mouth, and within mere seconds, an astonishing aura erupted from within his body, comparable to that of a Sovereign Realm Initial Stage powerhouse.

Qin Bancheng stepped forward, looking at Qin Chuan with a complex expression, saying, "Mr. Qin, I have no intention of being your enemy, so please don’t make it difficult for me. Within five minutes, as long as you don’t make a move, I will not either."

Qin Chuan looked at Qin Bancheng with a taunting gaze, smiling at him and saying, "Qin Bancheng, have you forgotten how you lost your cultivation before?"

The expression on Qin Bancheng’s face immediately stiffened, and he was about to cry.

How could he forget? Qin Chuan had casually thrown a few Silver Needles into his body, then sealed all his cultivation.

It was only when the Guardian of the Eight appeared with the Law Enforcement Hall Warrior that the seal was lifted.

Qin Bancheng suddenly took out a Jade Pendant and threw it directly at Qin Chuan, saying, "This Jade Pendant, I obtained it at an auction in the Ancient Martial World. It has a self-contained space within, the size of the space inside the pendant is equivalent to that of ten Storage Rings. There are some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures that I have collected inside the pendant space; please, Mr. Qin, accept it."

Hearing Qin Bancheng’s words, Qin Chuan inwardly felt somewhat startled; the Jade Pendant actually contained a space of its own, which was somewhat miraculous.

Previously, Qin Li of the Qin Royal Family had descended to the Secular World, bringing out a Storage Ring containing a million Spirit Stones. That was Qin Chuan’s first time hearing about Storage Rings, despite growing up in Kunlun Divine Prison, he had never heard of such a thing.

Later, the Great Elder had also given him a Storage Ring filled with some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

However, the space inside a Storage Ring was very limited, whereas the space within this Jade Pendant was tenfold larger compared to a Storage Ring.

With a thought, Qin Chuan could sense the space within the Jade Pendant; indeed, it contained over a dozen types of valuable Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and tens of millions of Spirit Stones.

In the Ancient Martial World, Spirit Stones were not only cultivation resources but also the currency for transactions. For the current Qin Chuan, these Spirit Stones were indeed very useful.

Qin Chuan looked at Qin Bancheng with a profound gaze and said no more.

Qin Bancheng felt chilled by Qin Chuan’s look and clenched his teeth before taking out an exquisite sandalwood box and tossing it to Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan received the box, opened it, and a dazzling light shot out, revealing a spherical bead the size of a thumb.

All at once, a terrifying aura emanated from the bead, yet it held no oppressive force; instead, it gave a refreshing spring breeze sensation.

"This is the Holy Bead of our Qin Royal Family, of which the entire family has only four," said Qin Bancheng with an unwilling look as he watched the Holy Bead in Qin Chuan’s hands. "The Qin Royal Family once produced a Saint, who had a rosary made of twelve beads. After the Saint perished, his rosary fell into the possession of the Qin Royal Family; after several hundred years, from those twelve Holy Beads, only four remained."

Qin Chuan felt a surge of silent astonishment within him, for a Saint was a Saint Realm practitioner, a level even above that of the Sovereign Realm.

It was said that hundreds of years ago, the Ancient Martial World still had Saint Realm practitioners, but later on, all the Saint Realm practitioners had fallen one after another. As for those who survived, they too mysteriously vanished in the end.

All this he had read in ancient tomes during his time at the Kunlun Divine Prison.

He couldn’t deny that the Holy Bead was incredibly precious, perhaps even more so than the finest of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

In today’s world, where Saint Realm practitioners had disappeared, the relics left by Saints had become especially valuable, particularly the Holy Beads once worn by the Saints.

Carrying a Holy Bead for a prolonged period meant it would imbue a hint of the Saint’s essence, which could immensely benefit future generations if they could cultivate under the influence of a Saint’s essence for an extended time.

Qin Chuan said, "In light of the Holy Bead, I won’t lay a hand on you for five minutes."

Qin Bancheng secretly sighed with relief. Despite his great reluctance to part with the Holy Bead, he would rather give it up than risk losing his life.

The methods displayed by Qin Chuan were simply too odd, and he was genuinely afraid that Qin Chuan could seal his cultivation with just a flick of his wrist. A temporary seal was one thing, but what if it was a permanent one?

Because he feared having his cultivation sealed, he thought immediately of using his treasure to buy himself five minutes.

With a pained expression, Qin Bancheng said, "Thank you, Mr. Qin!"

Even though he was the one offering a treasure, he had to thank Qin Chuan, which was incredibly frustrating. If he had known, he would never have come to the Secular World.

At that moment, Guardian of the Eight’s aura was steadily soaring. His entire body was covered in blood, and cracks had appeared on several parts of his skin.

"Trickery and deceit!"

Qin Chuan sneered disdainfully.

He had just witnessed Guardian of the Eight swallowing a potion, after which such changes had begun to manifest.

Although he didn’t know what potion the other had taken, he was certain that it was a kind of elixir that could temporarily elevate a Martial Artist’s cultivation level.

In just a few minutes, Guardian of the Eight’s aura had surged, coming close to the mid-stage of the Sovereign Realm.

Qin Bancheng watched Guardian of the Eight with a solemn face, sensing that his strength had significantly increased.

He stole a glance at Qin Chuan, only to notice that Qin Chuan appeared emotionless, seemingly unconcerned with the continuous increase in Guardian of the Eight’s power.

Qin Bancheng thought to himself, "Could it be that he has a contingency plan?"

If he didn’t, why would he watch Guardian of the Eight’s cultivation soar without showing any reaction?

"Qin Chuan, today I must kill you!"

Just then, Guardian of the Eight, his expressions twisted in rage, glared at Qin Chuan and bellowed.

And while his aura was pressing close to the mid-stage of the Sovereign Realm, he ultimately did not reach that level.

Qin Chuan said with a mocking tone, "If you keep wasting your breath, your body is going to collapse. You still think you can kill me?"

At this moment, Guardian of the Eight was bathed in blood, looking as if countless cuts had been made all over him, with blood continuously seeping out from the wounds.

Qin Chuan even wondered if, by deliberately stalling, would Guardian of the Eight bleed out and die?

If Guardian of the Eight were to die due to excessive blood loss, surely Guardian Hall wouldn’t hold him accountable, would they?

Qin Chuan thought to himself.

"Qin Chuan, prepare to die!"

Guardian of the Eight roared furiously, his body shooting towards Qin Chuan like a cannonball fired from its chamber.