Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 219: Master with an Immortal Aura

Chapter 219: Chapter 219: Master with an Immortal Aura

In front of everyone, Chen Dashan, this shameless man, actually dared to say such brazen words.

Ning Caizhu was shaking with anger, completely unlike her usual dignified self, the pearl tassels on her shoulders clinking together.

The butler behind her was even more furious.

Chen Dashan, a mere country bumpkin, dared to have delusions about the young lady? Utterly ridiculous, someone like him isn’t even worthy to carry the Ning family’s shoes. The old butler yelled, "You two don’t need to be polite, teach him a lesson!"

With that command.

The two black-clad men attacked Chen Dashan from left and right in an instant, one aiming a punch at Chen Dashan’s face, the other delivering a sweeping leg at his lower body.

They coordinated perfectly, one from above, one from below, the force of their punches making a whistling sound, creating a gust of gang wind as they came.

Wu Hongling’s hair behind Chen Dashan swept in the wind, her eyes widened, seeing the incoming fist growing larger. The speed of these two was so fast that Wu Hongling, given her realm, couldn’t possibly avoid them.

To Chen Dashan, their movements seemed painfully slow. The Sun and Moon Technique activated, Chen Dashan already knew these two behind Ning Caizhu were at the early-stage Inner Strength realm, a power level that could dominate Furong County.

But to deal with him, they were still lacking.

Chen Dashan wore a calm expression, feinted with his foot to dodge the lower attack, and reached up to grab one of the men’s fists directly.

Facing him head-on, Zuo Lang was stunned. This guy was either too arrogant or a fool who didn’t know his own strength. But in the next second, Zuo Lang was utterly shocked. Chen Dashan’s hand was like iron pincers, firmly gripping Zuo Lang’s fist, and no matter how much force he used, he couldn’t move Chen Dashan an inch.

"You..."

Fear spread in Zuo Lang’s heart. There was only one explanation: Chen Dashan’s realm was far above his.

Dangerously so, he couldn’t even sense Chen Dashan’s martial artist aura; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so arrogant.

Before he could react, Chen Dashan smiled, and casually squeezed.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone breaking followed. "Ah..." Zuo Lang gritted his teeth, groaning in pain, his entire body trembling. He looked up at Chen Dashan with terrified eyes, just about to beg for mercy when Zuo Hu, seeing his brother injured, furiously kicked towards Chen Dashan.

Chen Dashan dodged in a flash.

"Bang!" With a loud crash, the shelf behind Chen Dashan was immediately split in half, the fruits on the shelf rolling to the ground.

Chen Dashan looked at Zuo Hu coldly and said, "Didn’t your mother teach you not to waste food?"

"Eat it all!"

Zuo Lang shouted anxiously to Zuo Hu, "Zuo Hu, be careful, Chen Dashan’s strength is above ours..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zuo Hu kicked at Chen Dashan again. Chen Dashan didn’t hold back this time, grabbing Zuo Hu’s ankle and forcing him into a 180-degree split.

"Ahhhh..."

A strong ripping pain surged through Zuo Hu’s groin, causing cold sweat to break out all over him.

Chen Dashan had no intention of letting him off easily, flinging him forcefully, Zuo Hu’s entire body twisted in mid-air like a wrung cloth, flipping 180 degrees before landing with a "thud."

Zuo Hu’s face hit the ground, smashing into a watermelon.

"Hahaha..."

Wu Hongling clasped her abdomen, laughing heartily. That boy had taken advantage of her numerous times with his superior realm; now it seemed he was getting what he deserved.

Looking at Zuo Hu’s miserable state, Chen Dashan casually dusted off his hands and looked at Ning Caizhu, saying, "The people you brought don’t seem that great, huh?"

"Does your Ning family have anyone who can actually fight?"

"You, you brat, don’t be so arrogant!"

The old butler was furious, blowing his beard and glaring, seeing Chen Dashan’s arrogant face, unable to out-scold him, unable to out-fight him, so angry that his decade-old cerebral hemorrhage nearly relapsed.

Ning Caizhu gritted her teeth, her heart even more shaken.

The strength of the Zuo brothers; let alone in a small Furong County, even in the provincial capital, they were top experts. Yet these two together were so easily defeated by Chen Dashan. How strong was this Chen Dashan exactly?

"Not talking?"

"Weren’t you very arrogant just now? If you have no one who can fight, tally up today’s damages, and I’ll let you leave!"

Chen Dashan’s expression turned icy, his gaze cold as he looked at Ning Caizhu.

Full of menace.

Ning Caizhu was furious, but Chen Dashan suddenly spoke again, "The poison in your body will flare up again. If there’s no antidote, you can forget about regaining your appearance for the rest of your life."

"Miss Ning, if you want dual cultivation, I said I’m willing to suffer a little loss, it’s no big deal!"

"You!"

Ning Caizhu stared at Chen Dashan with a knife-like gaze, wishing she could strangle him with her own hands.

Yet, because of Chen Dashan’s words, her heart was filled with worry.

As the two confronted each other.

"Young people should be more low-key in their actions."

An elderly voice came. Chen Dashan turned his head and saw an old man dressed in a white Tang suit with dragon patterns, his hair white, sinewy and lean, exuding an immortal aura as he walked unhurriedly towards him.

But he moved extremely fast, reaching Chen Dashan in a breath.

The old man looked at Chen Dashan with a contented smile.

"Uncle!"

Ning Caizhu greeted respectfully.

Her attitude was respectful, bowing in deference. The old man nodded slightly, glanced at both Ning Caizhu and the fallen Zuo brothers, then kindly looked at Chen Dashan, saying, "A rare talent, such strength at a young age, quite remarkable!"

Receiving praise, Chen Dashan responded neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Thank you, senior."

This old man was definitely an expert. He entered without a sound, walking with a leisurely gait, unlike any ordinary person. Furthermore, the aura around him suggested his strength was above Chen Dashan’s, though in terms of a battle, it would likely end in a draw, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

Chen Dashan quickly assessed the situation in his mind.

The old man nodded and smiled, "My girl indeed needs the Nine-leaf Lotus to save her life. If you have it, sell it to the Ning family. I assure you, you won’t be mistreated."

"I heard you produce Beautifying Pills? I didn’t expect Furong County had hidden talents. How about this..."

The old man stroked his chin, contemplating for a moment before continuing, "As long as you provide the Nine-leaf Lotus, the Ning family will help you sell the Beautifying Pills and Liver Protecting Pills in the provincial capital. All the profits will be yours. How does that sound?"

Chen Dashan’s eyes flickered.

Just in the surrounding county towns, the few days’ sales amounted to millions, even tens of millions. If sold in the provincial capital, those numbers could become astronomical.

Such a great temptation, who could resist?

"Dashan, I think this deal isn’t a loss!"

"Yes, we should seriously consider it..."

Peng Hu and Zhao Jiayao were eager. With the Ning family’s support, the business would surely flourish. But a person cannot solely focus on money and lack ambition. For the current Chen Dashan, money was no longer that important.

"That’s not necessary. I trust in my medicine!"