Medicine Martial Prodigy
Chapter 567: Taking Action to Heal

Chapter 567: Chapter 567: Taking Action to Heal

Upon hearing Lu Fengxian’s words, the Lu Family all laughed, their smiles full of irony.

Not only the Lu Family members, but people from the other Nine Gates had also burst into laughter.

Even under such circumstances, this ancestor of the Lu Family was still pinning his hopes on Qin Chuan, not realizing the strength of Guardian Hall?

"Lu Fengxian, you really are regressing the more you live. Have the hundred years of your life been lived in vain?"

Lu Yaosheng chuckled repeatedly and said, "How old is that little beast? It would be enough if he could suppress us, but you expect him to suppress the Guardians of the Eight?"

"Do you even comprehend how powerful the Guardians of the Eight of the Guardian Hall are? They are Sovereign Realm martial artists—do you understand what the Sovereign Realm implies?"

"Even in the Ancient Martial World, it is said that the Sovereign Realm represents the apex. Do you really think a young man in his twenties could stand at the pinnacle of the Ancient Martial World?"

"Lu Fengxian, you’ve truly aged. I’m begging you, for the sake of the Lu Family, just kneel down and await the judgment of the Guardian of the Eight!"

Members of the Lu Family nodded one after another, expressing agreement.

"Elder, you have lived past a century and enjoyed all the glory and riches the Lu Family could offer. However, there are many young people like me in the Lu Family. I implore you, for the sake of the same blood we share as the Lu Family, help us and willingly kneel down to await the judgment of the Guardian of the Eight!"

"Elder, we are still young and have not witnessed many great events. As our elder, shouldn’t you consider our future? I beg you, for the sake of the Lu Family, for the sake of honor, to graciously face death!"

"Elder, please graciously face death!"

...

Under Lu Yaosheng’s lead, the elder and younger members of the Lu Family began their moral coercion. Although they spoke the softest of words, they made Lu Fengxian feel as if he were pierced by sharp knives all over his body.

His heart ached terribly. Among these people were many he had nurtured during his time as the Great Elder of the Lu Family, but now these very people he had once benefited were hurting him the deepest.

The watching members from the other Nine Gates grew silent at that moment, their eyes filled with sympathy, as they pondered their own futures.

Suddenly, they wondered if, a hundred years from now, they would still be alive in this world, possibly like Lu Fengxian, closing themselves off within their clans due to the approaching end of their lifespan?

If one day their clans faced a situation like the Lu Family today, would their descendants treat them in the same way?

"Very well, very well!"

Lu Fengxian suddenly laughed, but his laughter carried boundless desolation.

His gaze swept over the bodies of each member of the Lu Family, some of whom were young faces he had not seen before and some who had once served diligently by his side.

Every face held guilt, and although their mouths begged piteously, their expressions were filled with indifference. They showed no respect for him, an elder who had once greatly contributed to the family.

"Since you wish me dead, then I shall fulfill your wish!"

Lu Fengxian’s eyes suddenly grew cold as he coldly said, "If you want me to kneel before the Guardian Hall, so be it! But that will only be when the Guardian Hall moves against the Lu Family. Otherwise, don’t think you can force me to kneel and beg for judgment from the Guardian Hall now."

"I have devoted my entire life to the Lu Family and would never harm it. As long as the Lu Family needs it, I can burn my last years for our family!"

"But if someone wants me to die just to gain absolute power, then let me tell you now—if I am to die, I will make sure to drag you down with me."

His words refocused everyone’s attention on Lu Yaosheng.

Lu Yaosheng shuddered, his face full of terror, realizing that he had completely enraged Lu Fengxian.

If Lu Fengxian were to be executed by the Guardian Hall, he would definitely take him along.

"Senior, what are you talking about? How could anyone from the Lu Family send you to your death just to gain power?"

Lu Yaosheng hurriedly spoke.

Lu Fengxian sneered, "Could it be anyone other than you?"

Lu Yaosheng was terrified and quickly said, "How could it be me? I have long been planning to abdicate in favor of the wise. I can assure you, if you die protecting the Lu Family, I will immediately relinquish the position of Family Head."

"Hmph!"

Lu Fengxian sneered again and turned his head away, unwilling to look at Lu Yaosheng.

A fierce murderous intent flickered in the depths of Lu Yaosheng’s eyes, but he knew that with his current strength, he couldn’t kill Lu Fengxian.

While this great drama of the Lu Family played out in the banquet hall, just outside.

The Guardian of the Eight was covered in Silver Needles, and Qin Bancheng along with five members of the Law Enforcement Hall looked on anxiously, not daring to breathe heavily for fear of disturbing Qin Chuan’s treatment.

"It’s done!"

At that moment, Qin Chuan suddenly spoke up. His forehead was covered in fine sweat, clearly showing the great toll the medical treatment had taken on him.

"Is it done?"

Qin Bancheng immediately asked excitedly, "Mr. Qin, do you mean to say that the Guardian of the Eight’s life is saved?"

The five members of the Law Enforcement Hall were also visibly excited and hopeful.

Qin Chuan was too lazy to reply and simply stretched out his hand, "Paper and pen!"

"Here it comes!"

The Law Enforcement Hall Warrior, who had just brought a box of paper and pen from the banquet hall, quickly placed the box at Qin Chuan’s feet.

When Qin Chuan saw the box full of paper and pen, he fell silent, glancing at the Law Enforcement Hall Warrior as if looking at a fool.

Under the gaze of several people, he casually took out a pen and a sheet of paper, and after a few brisk strokes, many characters appeared on the paper.

He handed the paper to the leading Warrior of the Law Enforcement Hall and said, "Follow this prescription to prepare the medicine. His wounds can heal within three days, but I won’t treat the sequelae caused by forcibly using the Asura Buddha Hand."

He said won’t treat, not can’t treat.

But Qin Bancheng and the members of the Law Enforcement Hall didn’t understand and subconsciously thought Qin Chuan meant he couldn’t treat the sequelae. They were relieved, however, to know that the life of the Guardian of the Eight was saved and immediately expressed their joy.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin! Thank you, Mr. Qin!"

The Law Enforcement Hall Warriors hurriedly expressed their thanks, with the leading strongman speaking excitedly, "Rest assured, once the Guardian of the Eight wakes up, we will definitely tell him that it was you who saved him. The Guardian of the Eight is definitely not an ungrateful person."

To these words, Qin Chuan reacted with cynicism; as long as the Guardian of the Eight didn’t bother him again, he was very satisfied.

As for gratitude, he hadn’t thought about it much.

Qin Bancheng suddenly asked, "Mr. Qin, you said that within three days, the Guardian of the Eight’s injuries can heal. But when exactly can he wake up?"

Only then did the people of the Law Enforcement Hall come to their senses, each one looking expectantly at Qin Chuan, their eyes filled with concern. What if Qin Chuan was just deceiving them? What if they took the Guardian of the Eight back and he died?

Qin Chuan’s eyes shifted, and he suddenly asked, "He can be awakened right now, but..."

At this point, he deliberately paused.