Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I’ll Take Them Down!
Chapter 475: Martial Cultivation Land!

Chapter 475: Chapter 475: Martial Cultivation Land!

Mr. Er’s words left Old Wen speechless.

"Not just the Zhao Family of Capital City?"

"Who else?"

Mr. Er smiled, shaking his head.

"Old Wen, as long as you agree to lead the Dong Family into joining the Letian Association, you’ll naturally come to know in the future."

Such ambiguous words clearly failed to persuade Old Wen.

Old Wen was just about to refuse when Mr. Er shifted the conversation.

"Old Wen, our Letian Association’s chairman has been away from Qinzhhou for a while, You’ve heard about this, haven’t you?"

Old Wen nodded his head.

"Uh-huh."

"Do you know where he went?"

"This..."

Old Wen shook his head.

"I’m not sure."

Mr. Er wore a look of smug satisfaction.

"I can reveal a little to you."

"Our chairman went because he discovered a Martial Cultivation Land."

"This place could allow him to make another breakthrough on the path to the Saint Realm."

Old Wen’s body shuddered violently, his pupils constricting sharply.

Martial Cultivation Land?

As the name suggests, it refers to a place suitable for practicing martial arts.

One must know that not just any place can be called a Martial Cultivation Land.

Any place remotely considered a Martial Cultivation Land would at least be a spiritual land, not only possessing a rich supply of Spiritual Energy but also other natural treasures, martial arts legacies, and unimaginable prizes.

It’s important to realize that for a renowned Saint Realm master like the chairman of the Letian Association, who was already stronger than Yang Tianpeng, every tiny bit of progress along the Saint Realm path is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

According to Mr. Er’s words, if a Martial Cultivation Land could allow a Saint Realm master like the chairman to break through again, the implications would be terrifying.

Before Old Wen could recover from the shock, Mr. Er threw another bombshell.

"Old Wen, I can share another piece of information with you. Our chairman has already contacted another martial arts expert. They plan to return to Qinzhhou soon."

"Another martial arts expert?"

Old Wen frowned.

"Who?"

"’Sky Fist’ Luo Zhendong."

Hearing this name, Old Wen’s complexion changed dramatically.

He was all too familiar with this name.

When he was younger, he had sparred with ’Sky Fist’ Luo Zhendong.

It happened decades ago when he had already reached the Innate Realm.

At that time, Luo Zhendong was at the peak of the Vital Energy stage.

There was a great realm’s difference between them.

Yet, even so, facing Luo Zhendong, he couldn’t withstand three punches.

With Luo Zhendong’s third punch, he was already severely injured and spitting blood.

The shock Luo Zhendong caused in Old Wen’s heart back then was significant, and now, after decades, Luo Zhendong had long been known as the top martial expert in Qinzhhou.

Just a few years ago, there were rumors of Luo Zhendong cultivating in seclusion in a spiritual land, aiming for a higher realm. Today’s realm that he has achieved is beyond Old Wen’s imagination.

With such an expert joining forces with the chairman of the Letian Association, along with the even more mysterious forces behind them, once they returned to Qinzhhou, Old Wen didn’t dare to imagine the chaos they would bring.

Seeing Old Wen shocked to the point of being speechless, Mr. Er grew even more triumphant.

"Old Wen, now do you understand?"

"Zhou Yu might be audacious, but he’s already a dead man."

Although Old Wen was shocked, he was, after all, a seasoned individual in these matters.

He took a deep breath.

"Not necessarily."

"Hmm?"

"What do you mean, Old Wen?"

"Luo Zhendong’s strength is truly extraordinary, but Zhou Yu has the Qi State Governor backing him. I don’t think it’s certain that Luo will cross Zhou Yu," Old Wen shook his head.

Mr. Er laughed heartily.

"Old Wen, you are unaware of something."

"Luo Zhendong is determined to kill Zhou Yu."

"Because Zhou Yu killed Luo Zhendong’s only sworn son, Luo Lang."

Old Wen was stunned.

"What??"

"When did this happen?"

Mr. Er scoffed.

"This matter happened over half a year ago; Luo Zhendong has long been aware of it."

"So, as soon as he returns, he’ll definitely kill Zhou Yu.",

At this, Old Wen fell completely silent.

His expression alternated between hope and despair as his gaze battled with indecision.

Finally, he spoke up.

"I might be willing to join forces with your Letian Association, but I have a condition."

Mr. Er interrupted Old Wen directly.

"Old Wen, you’re misunderstanding something. We don’t just want to join forces with you; the Dong Family must merge with the Letian Association. Do you understand?"

"You know what ’merger’ means, right?"

The Letian Association’s goal was to completely absorb all the top powers in Qinzhhou and become the largest, and the only, force in the region.

With the Dong Family currently in a downturn, it was an optimal time for takeover.

However, Old Wen shook his head.

"It’s too late."

"Sixty percent of the Dong Family’s shares have already fallen into the hands of Zhou Yu."

"What?"

Mr. Er abruptly stood up.

"When did this happen?"

"Yesterday."

Mr. Er slammed his fist on the table.

"Damn Zhou Yu."

He hadn’t thought he’d still be a step too late.

Old Wen looked at the enraged Mr. Er, his face expressionless.

"Now, my family doesn’t have anything worth your concern anymore, Mr. Er. Please leave."

Mr. Er took a deep breath, calming his anger.

He couldn’t have come all this way for nothing.

He had to get something.

A glint of determination flashed in Mr. Er’s eyes.

"Don’t be hasty."

"We could work this out another way."

"What?"

"You could join the Letian Association first, and then, after we’ve slain Zhou Yu and reclaimed the Dong Family’s assets, you would merge all of the Dong Family’s assets into the Letian Association."

Hearing this, Old Wen sighed internally, realizing he had no grounds to refuse anymore.

To protect the Dong Family, he would have to play it by ear.

"Very well. Let’s do as you say."