Urban Peerless Expert
Chapter 362 - 382: If You Want to Live, Don’t Make Me Unhappy _1

Chapter 362: Chapter 382: If You Want to Live, Don’t Make Me Unhappy _1

The faces of the Shenyun Sect members changed, and their gazes all fell on Lin Chen’s face.

Wu Wenjing angrily said, "You didn’t fully heal Elder Zhang!"

Lin Chen faintly smiled and said, "I said before that I could heal him by seventy or eighty percent, ensuring that his strength would not be lost, and I’ve done that. I never said I could completely cure him..."

Lin Chen’s gaze swept over the members of the Shenyun Sect mockingly, his tone sarcastic, "I just finished saving someone, and before the silver needles are even removed, Elder Zhang is already looking at me with murderous intent, eager to cross the river and dismantle the bridge, and kill the donkey. For my own safety, I have to keep a life-saving trick, don’t I?"

Everyone was speechless for a moment, and annoyance flashed across Zhang Yun’s face. "Doctor Pan, how long can I prevent my illness from recurring?"

Pan Yonghe pondered for a moment, "One year."

Zhang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. One year was already long enough, at least giving her plenty of time to seek medical advice.

As long as she could get treatment from Ouyang Qing within one year, or find the trace of the strange doctor and get his treatment, everything would be fine.

Lin Chen could still be killed.

Pan Yonghe hesitated before saying, "Elder Zhang, your internal condition is actually quite bad. Some parts have lost vitality, and it was only by activating the hidden potential of the Huitian Needle that you were temporarily made to appear as if nothing was wrong. It would be almost impossible to completely eradicate the problem. To maintain your current stable state, you’ll need to undergo acupuncture at regular intervals."

Zhang Yun was stunned.

She would need to undergo acupuncture every now and then?

Wouldn’t that be the end of her?

Zhang Yun asked with hope, "How long is the interval you mentioned?"

Pan Yonghe answered, "About one year."

Wu Wenjing stared in shock, "So, every year, Zhang Yun must receive acupuncture from Lin Chen to survive?"

Pan Yonghe nodded, "It’s more or less like that. Of course, others can do it if they understand the Huitian Needle technique. Either Ouyang Qing, the former sect leader of Born Sect, or Weird Doctor Zhong Baili would suffice."

Zhang Yun’s face turned pale, while Pei Shanming and Guan Zhiyan stared in astonishment, their eyes filled with terror.

Everyone was no fool, and they naturally understood the implications of Pan Yonghe’s words!

Whether it was Ouyang Qing of the Born Sect, or Strange Doctor Zhong Baili, one of them was in closed-door cultivation, and the other was elusive. Even if Zhang Yun could find the two of them and get their help, they could only help her for a year, and given their status, they would surely not be able to provide acupuncture for Zhang Yun every year.

Under the heavens, the only one left who could prolong Zhang Yun’s life was Lin Chen.

In other words, whether Zhang Yun would survive or not would depend on Lin Chen’s mood!

With her life in Lin Chen’s hands, how could she dare to dictate the tone of her voice?

No wonder Lin Chen dared to mock her so blatantly just now when Zhang Yun had temporarily regained her previous arrogance. Lin Chen knew very well that Zhang Yun wouldn’t dare to do anything to him if she wanted to live.

Not only could Zhang Yun not do anything to Lin Chen, but she even had to please him. Otherwise, when the time came, Lin Chen wouldn’t have to do anything; he would simply disappear for a while, and Zhang Yun would be doomed.

For a moment, Zhang Yun didn’t know how to make the transition. She lay on the bed with a wooden expression, her face pale, not knowing what to think.

Guan Zhiyan had long since stopped talking and had shrunk behind Pei Shanming, not even daring to look Lin Chen in the eye.

Her only support and reliance now depended on Lin Chen’s mood for survival. If she provoked him again, wouldn’t it be equivalent to handing herself over to death?

Wu Wenjing’s face also turned awkward. He asked unwillingly, "Lin Chen, is it true what he said?"

"Pretty much."

Lin Chen answered calmly, "So, if you want to live, don’t offend me and don’t make me unhappy. Of course, if you’re prepared to die, then you have nothing to fear. You can even take action against me now, to see if you can kill me and vent your anger. After all, as an Innate Grandmaster, it’s understandable for you to be upset about being constrained by me..."

Although Lin Chen said he understood, the mockery in his words was clear to anyone listening.

He was slapping Zhang Yun’s face.

Who let Zhang Yun act superior towards Lin Chen just now, anyway?

Wu Wenjing’s face turned embarrassed, and he lost the mood to talk for a while. Anyway, Zhang Yun had temporarily regained normalcy, so she could face it herself, and he wouldn’t bother to lose face over it.

Wu Wenjing could guess Zhang Yun’s choice. After all, in order to survive, she had knelt before hundreds of people, so what was there that she couldn’t do?

Once a person had knelt down, they wouldn’t mind doing it the second or third time.

Lin Chen calmly put the silver needle box into his pocket, "Do you still want to kill me? If you don’t take action, I’m leaving!"

Zhang Yun snapped back to reality and looked at Lin Chen’s mocking face. She really wanted to punch Lin Chen and make him explode. However, thinking of her own life, Zhang Yun could only endure it, even forcing an extremely reluctant smile on her face.

"Lin Chen, what should I do for you to perform acupuncture to save my life every year?"

Lin Chen faintly smiled and said, "It depends on your performance."