Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 409: Ulterior Motives

Chapter 409: Chapter 409: Ulterior Motives

This little jade pendant might seem unremarkable to others, but in Wang Miaomiao’s eyes, it was an invaluably precious treasure. After admiring it for a while, she carefully wore it close to her body.

"Junior Sister Wang, please wait a moment!"

Having sat under the ancient pine for a short time, Wang Miaomiao stood up and was about to leave the edge of the cliff when suddenly, a cold, emotionless voice rang in her ears.

"It’s him!"

Upon hearing this voice, Wang Miaomiao’s heart gave a sudden jolt, and she raised her eyes to look at a large rock tens of meters away.

A slender man emerged from the shadows behind that rock and slowly walked towards Wang Miaomiao.

Under the moonlight, one could see he was dressed in a black robe, with flowing long hair; his facial features were slightly discernible—it was Nangong Ming, representing the Ghost Doctor Sect in battle.

Nangong Ming wore a look of cold arrogance as he stepped closer to Wang Miaomiao. Before he even reached her, the chilling aura that permeated around him had already begun to press down on her.

If one observed Nangong Ming’s steps closely at this moment, they would find the distance of each step he took was exactly the same, frighteningly precise—a feat not just any high-rank Ancient Martial artist could achieve.

"Senior Brother Nangong, is there something you need?"

Wang Miaomiao knew that Nangong Ming’s appearance at this time did not bode well. She remained on high alert, quietly circulating the cultivation technique taught by Fang Bai, to counteract the overwhelming pressure Nangong Ming was exerting.

Both were Martial Artists of the Ancient Martial World, and they represented two of the five major Ancient Medicine Sects of Huaxia—the Doctor Pavilion and the Ghost Doctor Sect—so it was quite normal for them to address each other as junior sister and senior brother.

Nangong Ming stopped two yards away from Wang Miaomiao and, seeing her show no signs of distress under the pressure of an Earth Rank Martial Artist, clicked his tongue in wonder. He also became more convinced that Wang Miaomiao had to be practicing a Heaven Rank Technique, otherwise, she would have crumpled under the pressure by now.

"I would like to propose a trade to Junior Sister Wang, if you might be interested!"

Suppressing the excitement and heat in his heart, Nangong Ming spoke with a calm demeanor.

"A trade?"

Wang Miaomiao’s brows knitted slightly as she shook her head, "I don’t understand what you mean..."

Nangong Ming took a few steps closer and then asked in a low voice, "Have you ever come into possession of a Heaven Rank Martial Artist’s legacy?"

Wang Miaomiao responded with confusion, "What Heaven Rank Martial Artist’s legacy?"

Nangong Ming smirked eerily, "Why play dumb, Junior Sister Wang? You’re merely a High Rank Yellow Level Martial Artist. If you haven’t cultivated a Heaven Rank Technique, how could you possibly withstand my aura’s pressure?"

He paused, then extended his right hand forward and said, "Doesn’t your Doctor Pavilion really want to take first place in this session’s medical skills competition? Lend me the Heaven Rank Technique you acquired for my perusal, and I will cede the top spot to you. How about it?"

"Senior Brother Nangong, you joke. I’ve never seen any Heaven Rank Martial Artist’s legacy, nor have I practiced the Heaven Rank Technique you speak of. Your words are completely baffling to me! Also, I intend to earn the top spot in the medical skills competition with my own skills—I don’t need you to hand it over to me. Goodbye!"

Wang Miaomiao was slightly taken aback as Nangong Ming had noticed that she was not practicing an ordinary technique. Of course, she would not reveal to Nangong Ming that the Cultivation Method she practiced was taught by Fang Bai, nor did she truly understand what Nangong Ming meant by the so-called legacy of a Heaven Rank Martial Artist.

In the deep silence of the night and far from the abodes of other Martial Artists, Wang Miaomiao feared that Nangong Ming, who had already harbored thoughts of killing her, might suddenly make a move to hurt her. After saying her piece, she prepared to bypass Nangong Ming and return to her dwelling.

"Hehe... the trade isn’t concluded yet, why is Junior Sister Wang in such a hurry to leave?"

Nangong Ming waited until Wang Miaomiao was about to walk past him, then he reached out to block her path.

"There’s nothing for us to talk about! Please step aside!"

Wang Miaomiao’s eyebrows rose in indignation, as a glint of anger flashed in her pretty eyes.

Despite feeling wary of Nangong Ming’s formidable strength, this was the headquarters of Doctor Pavilion, with over a thousand guests staying here. She didn’t believe that Nangong Ming would actually dare to harm her.

But, the thought of Nangong Ming possibly being a disciple of a Hidden Sect—entities that disregarded worldly laws and could do anything—made Wang Miaomiao take an involuntary step back, her hand subconsciously touching the jade pendant around her neck.

Fang Bai had said that this jade pendant could protect her life. She wondered whether it could withstand an attack from Nangong Ming, even for a moment. If so, she might be able to summon her fellow sect members from the mountain top to come to her aid.

"Lend me the Heaven Rank Technique for a look, and I will let you leave immediately! Otherwise..."

As Nangong Ming spoke, he stepped forward, his footfall kicking up a cloud of dust and causing the nearby ground to tremble.

At the same time, an invisible, shadowless Martial Artist Aura, like a surging tidal wave, crashed down towards Wang Miaomiao.

Wang Miaomiao felt as though her body had been struck fiercely by an invisible mallet, grunting as her face lost color, her chest roiling with agitated energy and blood, nearly causing her to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. She became unsteady on her feet and took six or seven quick steps backwards.

A thousand-zhang deep cliff lay not far behind her.

"Lend me the Heaven Rank Technique for a look, and I’ll let you leave... I am a very impatient man, and I do not wish to repeat myself a third time!"

Nangong Ming stood with his hands clasped behind his back, seemingly proud and lofty, as his cold and icy gaze bore into Wang Miaomiao like two ice blades piercing straight to the heart.

Although Wang Miaomiao’s Cultivation Method was special, there was a whole Profound Level realm difference between her and Nangong Ming, and the huge gap in strength meant that even a simple glance or breath from him was too much for her to bear.

If Nangong Ming truly intended to kill Wang Miaomiao, disregarding other factors, she would likely perish under his full-strength blow.

"I’ve already told you, I have never seen any Heaven Rank Technique. If you don’t believe me, Brother Nangong, there’s nothing I can do about it!"

As Wang Miaomiao spoke, she took measured steps backward, her fists clenched tightly as she vigilantly readied herself for any sudden attack from Nangong Ming.

Meanwhile, Wang Miaomiao released her own aura, hoping that Fang Bai could sense it and come to her aid.

Wang Miaomiao had never known Fang Bai’s true realm of power, but she firmly believed that Nangong Ming was no match for him.

On the surface, Fang Bai appeared to be a sunny and good-looking youth, harmless to humans and animals, but the occasional hint of a domineering aura that he revealed made Wang Miaomiao feel an overwhelming presence, prompting an urge to prostrate and worship involuntarily.

"Take off your clothes!"

Nangong Ming suddenly took another step forward, barking the command sharply, his piercing and icy gaze falling directly on Wang Miaomiao’s chest.

"What... what do you want to do?"

Wang Miaomiao was shocked and thought Nangong Ming might have had some dishonorable intention towards her.

"Don’t flatter yourself; I have no interest in your body!"

Nangong Ming said coldly, his face filled with scorn: "I just want to see what precious items you are hiding on your person!"