Chapter 239: Chapter 239: A Barrier _1
Xia Ningning was terrified that Ye Ming would act impulsively and go to the Poison Sect to seek vengeance.
If that happened, she feared no one would be able to save him.
"The people of the Poison Sect are not only highly skilled, but they also have no principles. They’ll do anything to achieve their goals, and there’s nothing that can scare them."
"However, I still stand by what I said; there are no perpetual enemies, only perpetual interests. Right now you hold economic control over half of Ningjiang City, and you possess the Spirit Spring Water. If you can use these two assets effectively, you will certainly..."
Just as Xia Ningning wanted to continue, Ye Ming quickly interrupted her.
"Miss Xia, I understand your point, but I’ll say it again, reconciling with the Poison Sect is simply impossible."
"You also said they have no principles. Even if we settle things on the surface, it’s not impossible for them to kill me behind my back."
"So I believe, the only way to solve this issue is to become strong myself and then, to wipe them out directly!"
"This time, I’m going to settle both new and old scores."
Ye Ming was very serious when he spoke, and it didn’t seem like a joke at all.
The Poison Sect from Nanjiang was like a towering mountain, pressing down on him, becoming a barrier to his pursuit of a happy life.
He didn’t want to circumvent this barrier, and even if he did, he couldn’t guarantee that the Poison Sect would just let him go.
Instead of trying everything to gain forgiveness from the Poison Sect of Nanjiang, he’d rather confront them head-on. In a world where the strong prey upon the weak, whoever has the bigger fist makes the rules—this was Ye Ming’s firm belief.
Xia Ningning became angry when she saw his arrogant demeanor.
"Ye Ming, you’re too naive. Do you think it’s that simple?"
"To have the strength to eliminate the Poison Sect, you’ll need to reach at least the strength of a Heavenly-tier Expert, just like the once prodigious youth, Chu Heng!"
"But there’s no second Chu Heng in this world. It took him five years to enter the Heaven Rank and become a true master."
"That was an unprecedented feat, and you won’t be able to achieve it. Besides, even if you could reach the Heaven Rank in five years, do you think Le Le can wait for you for that long?"
Hearing the name Chu Heng again made Ye Ming even more curious about him.
He said earnestly, "It won’t take five years. Not to mention whether Le Le can wait that long, I won’t allow myself to have five years to prepare. In no more than a year, I will destroy the Poison Sect!"
"If I don’t annihilate the Poison Sect, I won’t have peace for a day. I won’t endure such days for five whole years."
"You..." Xia Ningning was at a loss for words, unable to comprehend who had given Ye Ming such confidence to make such outlandish statements.
Such unrealistic ambitions were practically a joke, utterly impossible to fulfill.
But before she could say anything more, Ye Ming had already denied her the opportunity and turned to leave.
A mere Chu Heng, after all, has only two shoulders to carry one head, just as anyone else. He didn’t think he was inferior to Chu Heng in any way.
Ascending to the Heaven Rank indeed requires a lot of time, a path incredibly difficult to tread, with many cultivators unable to reach such heights in their lifetime.
But Ye Ming was confident; what he possessed was enough to help him reach the Heaven Rank and quickly ascend to the pinnacle.
The Poison Sect of Nanjiang, he was determined to eradicate them.
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Inside Yanjing Hospital, Jiang Long grabbed a doctor by the white coat, asking anxiously, "Doctor, is there really no hope for my son?"
"Can you really not save him?"
His state of mind was deteriorating day by day.
Since the end of the Martial Artists’ Conference, Jiang Long had been taking his son Jiang Dachuan to see all kinds of famous physicians, and they had tried countless remedies. Yet, up to now, there was no sign that Jiang Dachuan was going to wake up; his condition was getting worse by the day.
The doctor in the white coat shook his head helplessly, saying, "Mr. Jiang, your son’s condition is extremely serious. It’s not that we don’t want to treat him, but we are afraid that any minor action could cause a major reaction."
"The problem lies in his neck. If we were to conduct surgery, it’s very likely that it would affect the spinal cord. A slight mishap could mean your son might immediately..."
"The best current approach is to do nothing; this way, your son can still hold on to life."
The doctor was also very puzzled. As a renowned physician in Yanjing, he had treated countless patients, but he had never seen one with an injury in such a tricky location like Jiang Dachuan’s.
He didn’t have enough confidence to treat it, and he was also afraid of messing things up, which could ruin his reputation.
Despair immediately spread across Jiang Long’s face.
If even the famous physicians in Yanjing were helpless, whom else could he turn to?
"Doctor Li, do you know any other authoritative experts? I’m willing to pay any amount as long as they can save my son!"
Jiang Long still had a glimmer of hope, looking at Doctor Li expectantly as he asked.
After pondering for a moment, a name unconsciously came to the doctor’s mind.
He said, "I don’t know many authoritative experts, but there is one Divine Doctor whose medical skills are tremendous. I’ve had the fortune of meeting him once!"
"I’ve heard that his methods of treating patients are extraordinary, and various complex diseases seem to be of no issue to him. Perhaps you could try seeking his help."
Hope was rekindled on Jiang Long’s face, which had been filled with despair, and he eagerly grabbed Doctor Li’s hand, asking, "Really? Doctor Li, where does that expert reside? What’s his full name?"
After some thought, Doctor Li said, "That Divine Doctor Ye became famous in Hai City; you should be able to find him if you go there."
"Divine Doctor Ye?" A sudden chill shot through Jiang Long’s heart, a sense of foreboding arising, "May I ask, what is the Divine Doctor’s full name?"
Doctor Li said, "His name is Ye Ming!"
Jiang Long took a step back, nearly spitting blood in rage.
Just thinking of that name would keep him awake at night, having vowed repeatedly to make Ye Ming pay a blood price far worse than what befell his own son, by dozens of times.
Yet now, his only hope emerged, and it lay in the hands of Ye Ming.
Jiang Long tentatively asked, "Doctor Li, are you sure you didn’t get the name wrong? Or does he have any distinguishing features? Could you describe him in detail for me?"
"So that I can go find him."
Doctor Li recalled carefully and then said, "That Divine Doctor Ye is not very old, probably around the same age as your son. He came from Hai City, is proficient in acupuncture, and has performed many earth-shattering miracles there, curing many complex illnesses."
Jiang Long swallowed hard, his face turned deathly pale, his body began to tremble, and he muttered continuously, "That’s him, it all damn well matches."
"Why is this happening? Could it be that he is playing us?"
