Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 257 - 257 257 The Man in Black

257: Chapter 257: The Man in Black 257: Chapter 257: The Man in Black Daoist Yimu’s heart jolted with alarm, as the secret knowledge of the Sect Leader’s return indicated a powerful hidden enemy at play.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Daoist Yimu said with a cold smile.

“If you won’t drink a toast, you must drink a penalty,” the man in black shouted and gave the order to attack.

As soon as the words were spoken, Daoist Yimu’s Soft Sword was already in motion, stabbing towards the leader, only to see a cold smile on the man in black’s face as he suddenly struck out towards Daoist Yimu with his palm.

The moment the man in black made his move, Daoist Yimu’s expression changed, martial arts peak!

For combatants of their caliber, a single move was all it took to assess each other’s strength.

The Soft Sword, like autumn water, pierced towards the ribs of the man in black at a tricky angle.

Although the opponent was a martial arts peak master, Daoist Yimu’s own abilities were not negligible, and as the Left Envoy of the Holy Medicine Sect, his prowess was undeniably formidable.

To Daoist Yimu’s astonishment, just as the tip of the sword was about to touch the clothes of the man in black who seemed unable to avoid it, a fierce palm wind deflected the blade of his Soft Sword.

Daoist Yimu felt horrified.

Another martial arts peak expert?

When had martial arts peak become so cheap?

Without giving Daoist Yimu time to react, several more fierce palm winds appeared at his side, making his expression turn grave.

Five individuals with martial arts peak strength, only someone extraordinary could dispatch such powerful experts at once, and clearly with the intention to take his life with a single blow.

It seemed that unless he utilized some real skills, there was no way he would be leaving today.

Suddenly, Daoist Yimu retreated explosively, and once he touched ground, his hands quickly formed several seals, and he began chanting under his breath.

“Planting Beans into Soldiers!”

No sooner had he spoken than several chilling figures appeared before Daoist Yimu, silently charging toward the five men.

“Everyone, be careful.

Yimu is skilled in the Daoist arts.

Don’t get caught in his ways!” the leader warned urgently.

Before the leader could finish speaking, the shadowy figures had arrived before the men and instantly engaged in a fray.

These shadowy puppet figures had no tangible substance; when struck, blows would pass right through them.

Meanwhile, Daoist Yimu took out several stones and arranged them at odd points in front of him before pulling a talisman from his clothing.

With a flick of his finger, the talisman burst into flames by itself.

Suddenly, swirls of mist appeared before Daoist Yimu, swiftly concealing his form.

“Damn, he’s trying to escape!”

The moment the mist rose, the shadowy puppets vanished without a trace.

When the men reached the edge of the mist, they discovered it was a wall of chi, passing through it would take a considerable amount of time.

“Flank him from behind!” The leader’s command was swiftly followed as three men rushed towards the back door outside the house, but when they leaped inside, they found it utterly empty.

After regrouping, the leader said through clenched teeth, “That Yimu is indeed cunning; no wonder he has a firm hold on the Holy Medicine Sect’s second highest position.”

In contrast, Daoist Yimu had already emerged on the other side of the street, casting a deep glance at his Daoist temple before vanishing into the darkness.

Just off the plane, Qin Han received a message on his phone: “Daoist temple attacked, dogs keen-nosed, blood pendant, be careful!”

“Be careful yourself,” Qin Han replied, his brow furrowed in a tight lock.

No sooner had he sought out Daoist Yimu than someone else had gone after him.

It seemed someone was frightened of his being alive!

Moreover, the person lurking in the shadows knew him well.

His current appearance was significantly different from before.

The mere fact that they knew of his survival based simply on the blood pendant suggested that even without confirmation, they adhered to the attitude of ‘better to kill by mistake than to miss an enemy.’

The crowd saw Qin Han deep in thought and staying silent, and they all refrained from speaking as well.

Number Three stepped forward and asked in a low voice, “Mr.

Qin, has something happened?”

“It’s nothing!

Let’s go home first!” Qin Han shook his head and said.

However, he thought to himself that it would be better not to show the blood medallion to others so freely in the future.

In a forest in the capital, a masked person was currently listening to the report of the five people who had attacked Monk Yimu.

After hearing the report, the person did not speak for a long time.

With a wave of the hand, the five were dismissed, yet the masked person stood in the forest, silently pondering.

Considering the height of the cliff, even someone who had touched the Tao mirror would probably not survive.

At the time, Qin Han was just at the peak of martial arts.

Did he have some sort of fortuitous encounter?

Afterwards, I had people search below the cliff, but Qin Han’s body was never found.

Only a piece of Qin Han’s sleeve was discovered on a rock.

My subordinates believed that Qin Han might have been devoured by tigers or wolves, but without seeing Qin Han’s body, I could never be at ease and was unable to loudly carry out my own hegemony.

It seems that I will need to spend some more time to clarify the whereabouts of the blood medallion and determine whether it was given to someone else or if it was actually him.

Afterwards, the figure in black tapped the ground with his feet, and his body shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

However, after the person in black had left, a figure emerged from behind a large tree.

If the five were here, they would definitely recognize that the person under the tree was none other than Monk Yimu himself.

“Who exactly is this person?

Looking at his height and build, there are too many people with similar statures in the Holy Medicine Sect,” Monk Yimu muttered to himself, frowning.

Nobody would have expected that Monk Yimu, faced with the pursuit of five martial artists at the peak of their abilities, would actually do the opposite and follow them back.

In another residence in the capital, a group of people were sitting in the living room.

“So many people were tailing him, and yet he managed to get away?” a short elder spoke in Japanese.

“We were not efficient in our task!” someone replied with their head bowed.

The short elder, with an impatient look on his face, said, “People from the Dragon Nation are unreliable.

You are all a bunch of pigs!”

The Dragon Nation people present felt annoyed when they heard this, but they dared not show it.

“Have you figured out which power intervened?

With just those soldiers, there’s no way they could have escaped our assassination!”

“Chief, there was a Martial Artist from the Dragon Nation involved!” replied the sniper tasked with the assassination.

The short elder furrowed his brow and turned to ask, “Are you sure it was a Martial Artist?”

“Positive, because I personally saw the bullet being deflected by a hidden weapon.

His strength should at least be at the peak of martial arts,” the sniper replied.

After pondering for a moment, the short elder said in a heavy voice, “So a Martial Artist from the Dragon Nation has gotten involved.” Then, his eyes narrowed, and he spoke coldly, “So what if a Martial Artist is involved?

The glory of the Rising Sun shall not be trampled by anyone.

Request reinforcements of Martial Artists from headquarters!”

Meanwhile, at the Zheng residence, Zheng Jun was cursively scolding, “These bastards, even wanting to cancel the mission is not possible.

Damn it, one day I’ll lead troops to level their Mount Fuji!”

“Second Young Master, why did we initially…” Uncle Hua said, his face creased with worry.

“Uncle Hua, what’s done is done.

Let’s not talk about it anymore,” Zheng Jun replied coldly.

This night was destined to be restless, with the Rising Sun, the Zheng family, and the hidden figure in black all contemplating how they should respond.

Qin Han had not expected that merely visiting the capital would lead to an uncontrollable escalation of events!

Qin Han’s plan for revenge, however, would now have to be carried out ahead of schedule!