Medic Martial Dragon King

Chapter 1773: A Saint Heir Appears


"Mi Jiaro cannot leave my side; he could be possessed by the descending angel at any moment, and only I can suppress that descending angel!" Jiang Chen responded softly.

Medicine Saint and the other two were momentarily stunned, then a look of helplessness flashed across their eyes.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Suddenly, a vast force of soul emanated from the direction of the pond in the East District of the island.

"Not good!"

Jiang Chen's expression changed, and he swiftly dashed out of the villa, closely followed by the three Medicine Saints.

Location of the pond in the East District of the island.

Buzz buzz!

The air vibrated suddenly, and a dark rift appeared above the pond, from which a powerful force of soul surged out.

Swish swish swish!

Figures flickered; Wu Qianxun and Elder Ming arrived first, followed by Jiang Chen and the others, with Mi Jiaro also running over.

Gazing at the spatial rift that suddenly appeared in the sky, Jiang Chen's pupils contracted. Within that crack, Jiang Chen sensed a subtle energy fluctuation, an energy aura on the same level as his own spiritual power.

Whoosh!

A dark shadow emerged, and a fist-sized form quickly sprang out from the rift, which then closed tightly.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Wu Qianxun and Elder Ming's faces changed; they channeled their spiritual power and unleashed their aura with full force, pressing harshly upon that silhouette.

"Huh? There are actually people in the Unification Realm here? The sect's inheritance left here has developed well!"

The silhouette suddenly halted in midair, and a mocking voice resounded.

"Is this the Divine Soul!? But..."

Medicine Saint, seeing the silhouette clearly, exclaimed in astonishment.

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, frowning tightly, and said in a deep voice, "This is the Second Soul, a Divine Soul with real power!"

Suspended above the pond was a fist-sized, youthful male figure resembling a sphere. The young man was quite handsome, with limbs that were proportionately scaled down like those of a normal person, except his torso was like a baseball, rounded and solid.

Jiang Chen's eyes were fixed on the youth's figure; from that round body, Jiang Chen sensed a familiar feeling.

This feeling, akin to his own spiritual power, was even more pure!

"Who are you?"

Shifting his gaze from the youth's body, Jiang Chen looked up at the young Divine Soul's head.

"I am the sect's Saint Heir, Qian Youde. You outsiders, why aren't you kneeling before me?" The young Divine Soul spoke with an air of arrogance.

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, a glint flashing through his eyes. Thinking back to what Qian Youde said when he first emerged, Jiang Chen had a conjecture.

"Kneel? How do you prove that you are the sect's Saint Heir?" Jiang Chen asked in a firm voice.

Qian Youde's face darkened, shouting angrily, "Insolence, how dare you question my identity! Boy, open your eyes wide and take a good look!"

Buzz!

A mystical wave emanated, and from Qian Youde's brow emerged an ancient-looking jade pendant, floating in front of Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen reached out to catch the jade pendant and glanced down at it.

The front of the jade pendant was engraved with three ancient characters. Fortunately, Jiang Chen's dream memory of Ancient Martial Arts Techniques contained these ancient characters, as the techniques were engraved deep in the soul, allowing Jiang Chen to naturally understand the script of the Ancient Martial Era.

"Cang Ming Sect!"

Jiang Chen softly read the words on the front of the jade pendant, then flipped it over.

On the back of the jade pendant were the small characters 'Qian Youde,' surrounded by a circle, within which another engraving style carved out the character 'Saint.'

Within the jade pendant, there was a soul imprint matching the aura on Qian Youde's soul!

"See clearly now?" Qian Youde raised his head with his nostrils flaring, "Aren't you going to pay homage to this Saint Heir?"

Medicine Saint and the others all looked at Jiang Chen, awaiting his directive.

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow and looked at Qian Youde, casually slipping the jade pendant into his pocket.

"Bold! What are you up to? Return the Identity Jade to me!" Qian Youde's face changed, shouting angrily.

"Saint Heir? How many years has it been! The sect left how many years ago; do you think you, as a Saint Heir, still have the right to make us kneel?"

Jiang Chen displayed a mocking expression, then continued with a voice full of indignation:

"We live here constantly in fear, enduring endless persecution, yet you indulge yourselves in blissful paradise. Did you ever consider us? Huh? In this Era of Martial Decline, we struggled endlessly to secure our current living conditions. When we were hunted down and almost lost our lives, where were you? Now you return and demand us to kneel; who do you think you are?"

"You, you, you insolent! How dare you speak to me like that? Are you intending to betray the sect?" Qian Youde was furious beyond measure, lifting his tiny arm to point at Jiang Chen, yelling out loud.

"Haha! Haha..."

Jiang Chen let out a hearty and unrestrained laugh to the sky, and when he cast his gaze back on Qian Youde, his eyes were filled with hatred:

"Betray the sect? When the sect abandoned us, did they think we were disciples of the sect? Now you talk to me about betrayal, well I'll show you betrayal! Do you think your early Unification Realm soul can control us? Go ahead and try!"

Buzz!

A powerful aura burst forth from Jiang Chen, pressing down fiercely on Qian Youde.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Yan Hu, Mi Jiaro, and Ying Zi each unleashed their formidable auras, crushing heavily upon Qian Youde.

Wu Qianxun and Elder Ming also instantly raised their auras to the utmost.

Whoosh!

Qian Youde's form wobbled and fell toward the pond below.

"You..." Face changing, Qian Youde struggled to stabilize himself, barely stopping ten centimeters above the pond.

"Qian Youde, let me tell you; since the sect abandoned us, what if we betray the sect? After all, we can barely survive anymore; today I'll kill a Saint Heir like you, and tomorrow we'll have a life-or-death battle with our enemies!"

Jiang Chen's face twisted with a hideous expression, an icy killing intent exuding from him.

Medicine Saint's mouth twitched, eyes filled with amusement. Yan Hu and the others also had a slight twitch at the corners of their mouths; they truly never witnessed Jiang Chen like this before.

Nevertheless, everyone understood that Jiang Chen must have his reasons for acting this way, so they all cooperated by displaying a trace of anger--even the simple-minded Mi Jiaro was full of anger, although, no matter how one looked at it, it didn't seem feigned.

Qian Youde's face changed once more, an expression of panic flashed in his eyes.

He was just the Second Soul and, though possessing the early Saint Realm strength, was no match for those with physical bodies in the same realm. Now he was being watched by three early Saint Realm individuals, one at the peak of the Venerable Realm, and two in the late Venerable Realm; there was absolutely no way to escape!

"Well... the sect didn't abandon you; didn't they leave the Sect Protection Array behind for you?" Qian Youde softened his tone, speaking out in defense.

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