Peerless Medical Emperor

Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Nie Changfeng

"Heh... We did say we would protect the Nie Family, but your family provoked someone you should never have crossed."

"Why should we die with you? A wise man knows when to yield. Surely you’ve heard that saying?"

The Profound Daoist sneered, retorting to the Nie Family’s ancestor.

Hearing this, the ancestor’s face flushed crimson with rage.

But the Profound Daoist wasn’t wrong. Chen Qingdi’s power was indeed far greater than theirs.

"Heh... Did you think I’d let you go just because you abandoned the Nie Family?"

"I’ve already said it. The two of you will die today!"

Chen Qingdi instantly appeared before Daoist Bai, lifting him straight into the air.

"What the hell do you think you’re doing! Let go of my brother, or this isn’t over!"

He saw Daoist Bai dangling in mid-air, his neck in Chen Qingdi’s grasp.

The Profound Daoist roared at Chen Qingdi, his face a mask of murderous rage.

"I’ve said it before. The two of you must die here today. This is the price for your disrespect, and your fate will be the same as the Nie Family’s!"

Chen Qingdi said to the Profound Daoist, his grip tightening.

Veins bulged on Daoist Bai’s face as he began to suffocate.

The Profound Daoist immediately spoke up. "Wait! We were blind to have disrespected you. But... your True Dragon Blood hasn’t reached the state of Nirvana, has it?"

"My brother and I know of a sacred place that can help you reach Nirvana. If you spare us, we’ll give you all of our assets."

Compared to his earlier arrogance, the Profound Daoist’s tone was now filled with compromise and concession.

After all, Daoist Bai was in Chen Qingdi’s grasp. He didn’t dare act rashly. ’What if Chen Qingdi gets angry and crushes my brother to death on the spot?’

Hearing this, Chen Qingdi’s interest was suddenly piqued.

His master had indeed said that with his True Dragon Blood, he was destined to rule the world and ascend to the throne of a King.

But as things stood, he didn’t know how to make his True Dragon Blood more powerful.

Yet the Profound Daoist and Daoist Bai knew of a sacred place that could help one achieve Nirvana, enhancing the power of his True Dragon Blood.

How could he possibly let an opportunity like this slip away?

However, he needed Daoist Bai and the Profound Daoist to prove their sincerity. Otherwise, he would kill them all the same.

"I can spare you, but on one condition: I want you to use all of your connections to completely crush the Nie Family!"

"If you do that, I will let you live."

With a great wave of his arm, Chen Qingdi tossed Daoist Bai in front of the members of the Nie Family.

Seeing Daoist Bai treated like a dead dog, his life held in Chen Qingdi’s hands, the Nie Family members stared at him in terror. To them, Chen Qingdi was like a demon.

"Heh... Everyone knows the Nie Family’s prestige throughout Jinghai surpasses that of the Five Great Clans and the Four Great Houses. And you dare to boast that you’ll destroy us?"

"Are you still dreaming? Do you think the Nie Family can be so easily threatened?"

Just then, an old man in black robes with a longsword strapped to his back appeared before Chen Qingdi.

Chen Qingdi didn’t recognize him, but the members of the Nie Family did.

He was none other than the Grand Elder of the Nie Family, Nie Changfeng!

He was the guardian of the entire Nie Family. In his younger days, he had personally eliminated half of the family’s enemies.

The Nie Family’s current splendor was, in large part, thanks to his undeniable contributions.

And throughout the Martial Arts Realm, Nie Changfeng had an extremely fearsome reputation!

Su Qin’s Blade, Nie Changfeng!

"Heh... I was wondering who this was. So it’s the famed Su Qin’s Blade, Nie Changfeng. Do you remember when you lost to the old master and gave him the Black Dragon Sword?"

Nie Changfeng froze when he heard this.

He recovered quickly, his gaze turning wary as he stared at Chen Qingdi.

"How do you know I gave away the Black Dragon Sword? After I challenged that old fellow and lost to a single one of his moves, I went into seclusion to study the Supreme Sword Technique. I’ve never emerged since. No one else could possibly know. How did you learn of this?"

Nie Changfeng demanded of Chen Qingdi.

"The old Island Master of Medical God Island is my master. How do you think I know?"

Chen Qingdi replied casually.

A variety of expressions appeared on the faces of everyone present.

Shock, astonishment, and above all, fear of the organization behind Chen Qingdi!

Medical God Island was the most powerful organization in the world, controlling half of the global economy. Every one of its members was the elite of the elite in their respective fields!

To become the master of Medical God Island was to command the submission of world leaders.

No one could have imagined that this wild, arrogant young man was actually the current Young Master of Medical God Island!

"Heh... I never expected you to be that old fellow’s disciple. Did your master send you to me to serve as your whetstone?"

Nie Changfeng sneered, posing the question to Chen Qingdi.

"Not quite. My master said you’re too weak to even be my whetstone. He did, however, give me the Black Dragon Sword and told me to take your White Dragon Sword after I came out."

Chen Qingdi answered Nie Changfeng truthfully.

Hearing this, the aura around Nie Changfeng erupted with explosive force.

"That damned old bastard, daring to say such things to his own disciple! You’d better hope I never find out where you are, or I swear I’ll kill you!"

At that moment, Nie Changfeng’s body was already enveloped in a palpable sword energy.

The look he gave Chen Qingdi was heavy with killing intent.

"Boy, I’d advise you not to be so arrogant. I lost to your master back then because he was the genius of our generation. But many years have passed since then."

"Those of us who lost to him have grown much stronger. If you have a death wish, you’re welcome to try and take this White Dragon Sword from me. I’m just afraid you’ll die before you can even touch it."

Nie Changfeng drew the sword from his back and pointed it at Chen Qingdi.

A wave of murderous sword energy, heavy with a lethal aura, stabbed toward Chen Qingdi.

Unperturbed, Chen Qingdi simply waved his hand and intercepted the attack.

Seeing this, Nie Changfeng remarked with some surprise.

"You’re not bad, kid. Few people can withstand the first form of my Clear Wind Sword Technique."

Nie Changfeng was annoyed by Chen Qingdi, yet he also felt a grudging admiration for him.

"Old man, does what you said just now still stand?"

"If I can take it, it’s mine?"

Chen Qingdi asked, playing dumb.

"Of course. But that’s only if you manage to stay alive."