Medicine Martial Prodigy
Chapter 628: Wishing to Wipe Out a Clan

Chapter 628: Chapter 628: Wishing to Wipe Out a Clan

Just as Qin Chuan shouted for Song Yan to wake up, Song Yan, who had been unresponsive, suddenly moved her eyes, seemingly trying hard to open them but unable to.

Qin Chuan quickly grabbed Song Yan’s hand and said softly, "Don’t be afraid. I’m here. I won’t let anything happen to you!"

As if hearing Qin Chuan’s call, Song Yan’s slightly tense body slowly relaxed. Her eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

In that moment when she saw Qin Chuan, tears uncontrollably flowed from Song Yan’s eyes, her gaze filled with deep affection.

Only after Qin Chuan passed some Spiritual Energy to her did Song Yan regain her mobility. As soon as Qin Chuan helped her up, she threw herself into his embrace.

"Qin Chuan, I thought I was dead. I never thought I could see you again! Sob..."

Song Yan could no longer control her emotions and wailed in Qin Chuan’s arms.

Listening to her cries, Qin Chuan felt his heart wrench as if being cut by a knife.

After a long while, Song Yan’s emotions finally stabilized. She looked at Qin Chuan with red eyes and said, "You must have paid a great price to save me, right?"

Qin Chuan shook his head slightly, "You saved my life, so even if I had to sacrifice my own life to save you, I would be willing!"

"Shh!"

Song Yan hurriedly reached out a finger to stop Qin Chuan from saying more.

The ambiguous atmosphere suddenly heated up, and Qin Chuan could no longer control the flutter in his heart, kissing her directly.

After a long while, their lips parted.

Song Yan nestled in Qin Chuan’s arms, her eyes as tender as water, and said, "I must have been unconscious for a long time, huh? Tell me what happened during this time!"

Qin Chuan nodded and began to recount from the day he almost died but was saved by Song Yan’s Life Forbidden Technique.

At some point, Song Yan had fallen asleep in Qin Chuan’s arms. Even in her sleep, her hands tightly clung to Qin Chuan’s arm, as if fearing abandonment.

Looking at the beauty in his arms, Qin Chuan suddenly felt afraid of their impending separation three days later.

This time venturing into the Ancient Martial World, he would be facing not only the Qin Royal Family but also the Yuwen Royal Family and even the more terrifying Kunlun Divine Palace.

Except for the Qin Royal Family, any other force was not to be underestimated.

So, he could only go alone. What would happen, he couldn’t be sure.

The next morning, Song Yan slowly opened her eyes and found herself nestled in Qin Chuan’s arms for the whole night. Qin Chuan’s eyes were still open, as he had obviously not slept all night.

Song Yan asked, "You didn’t sleep?"

Qin Chuan smiled slightly and said softly, "With such a beauty in my arms, how could I sleep?"

Song Yan’s face immediately flushed with a shy blush. After a moment of hesitation, she seemed to make up her mind and started to undo her clothes.

But just then, Qin Chuan suddenly grabbed her hand and said gently, "We have a long future ahead. We have important matters to attend to today. After we deal with this, we’ll return to Jiangcheng City."

Song Yan’s face turned even redder. She gave Qin Chuan a fierce glare and then obediently dressed herself.

Qin Chuan said, "Next, I need to visit the Jiang Family, one of the Nine Gates of Yandu. Come with me!"

Song Yan said, "Sure!"

Meanwhile, at the Jiang Family’s underground ancestral hall!

In the underground ancestral hall of the Jiang Family, besides the memorial tablets of the Jiang Family ancestors, it was also where every generation of Martial Artists who had reached a bottleneck and were nearing the end of their lives would go into seclusion.

But now, a middle-aged figure was lying on the cold ground like a dead dog, his entire body covered in blood.

In front of him stood an old man with white hair, whose face was cold and indifferent. The old man said, "Jiang Chenlong, if you had obediently continued to cultivate, I would have protected you for a lifetime. But you were ungrateful and even wanted to kill me."

"Therefore, you will spend the rest of your life here! A useless person is of no use to me."

Jiang Chenlong gritted his teeth, glaring fiercely at the old man.

"Jiang Hu!"

Jiang Chenlong, full of murderous intent, glared at the old man and said, "You will regret this. Even if my cultivation is ruined, I will still have the day when I kill you with my own hands, and that day won’t be too far away. Just you wait!"

"Bang!"

Jiang Hu kicked Jiang Chenlong, sending him flying. He said coldly, "An ant with a ruined Dantian dares to threaten me?"

Jiang Chenlong endured the pain in his body and said nothing.

He knew that Qin Chuan would come to save him.

Although he couldn’t kill Jiang Hu with one blow, he didn’t feel discouraged at all. He believed Qin Chuan would restore his cultivation.

Even if Qin Chuan gave up on him, he wouldn’t give up on himself. Even if his Dantian was ruined, he would continue to cultivate. Without a Dantian, he would create a cultivation technique that didn’t require a Dantian.

As long as he lived, there would be a chance for revenge!

"You little bastard, you will stay in this dark and dreary place!"

Jiang Hu said angrily before turning and leaving.

At that moment, in the Jiang Family’s reception hall, a young figure was sitting in the seat of the Jiang Family Head, while the real Jiang Family Head stood by his side like a servant, serving tea.

The Jiang Family Head, Jiang Lin, carefully asked, "Mr. Qin, it’s an honor for our Jiang Family to have your presence. May I ask what brings you to our Jiang Family?"

Jiang Chenlong’s younger brother, Jiang Chenyang, looked at Qin Chuan with a complex expression. He never expected that the young man he once looked down upon had now become someone who even the heads of the Nine Gates of Yandu had to treat with caution.

Comparing himself to his brother, he found that his own judgment had been far too poor.

Qin Chuan ignored the good tea Jiang Lin offered and said expressionlessly, "Bring Jiang Chenlong to see me!"

Jiang Lin’s pupils suddenly shrank, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes before he quickly regained his composure.

He shook his head and said, "Mr. Qin, I am very sorry, but my son is not in the Jiang Family right now."

"Not here?"

Qin Chuan’s eyes turned cold, "Jiang Lin, do you want the Jiang Family to be destroyed by lying to me?"

"Thump!"

Jiang Lin immediately knelt on both knees, trembling with fear, "Mr. Qin, please calm your anger! Jiang Chenlong is truly not in the Jiang Family. If..."

"Bang!"

Qin Chuan waved his hand, and a terrifying aura struck Jiang Lin like an invisible palm, slapping him directly in the face, causing blood to flow from the corners of his mouth.

The Jiang Family members present were all shocked.

Their family head had been slapped in the face by a young man in their own home. This was an enormous insult to the Jiang Family.

"How dare you hit our family head! Are you tired of living?"

A middle-aged man shouted angrily at Qin Chuan, "If you want to die, I’ll grant your wish!"

As he spoke, he charged at Qin Chuan.

"No!"

Jiang Lin’s expression changed dramatically, and he shouted.

Qin Chuan’s eyes turned cold as he said in a chilling voice, "Get lost!"

"Pfft!"

With a single word, a terrifying aura pierced through the man’s forehead like a sharp arrow.

His body fell straight to the ground.

There was a deadly silence.

Qin Chuan said coldly, "If I don’t see Jiang Chenlong in three minutes, the Jiang Family will be exterminated!"