Chapter 2: Something Happened

"I am the Xuantian Medical Immortal. Since you have obtained my Jade Pendant, you are my successor, and you shall receive my inheritance..."

Ye Feng felt as if he were in a void; an ancient voice rang out, and a vast amount of information surged into Ye Feng's mind.

Ancient martial arts, sacred medical arts, mysterious needle techniques... all were branded into Ye Feng's mind.

As the inheritance concluded, Ye Feng gradually regained consciousness.

After opening his eyes, Ye Feng found himself lying in a hospital bed, with a stunning woman sitting beside it.

Ye Feng looked over; this woman had eyebrows like kingfisher feathers, skin like white snow, a waist like a silk ribbon, and teeth like pearls...

Her tall figure, combined with her professional office attire, left Ye Feng somewhat dazed.

"You're awake?"

Ye Feng's movement caught the woman's attention, and she asked in surprise.

"How did I end up here?"

Ye Feng touched the wound on his head and asked weakly.

"When I got home, I found your door open. I saw bloodstains on the floor, so I went in to take a look, and that's when I found you lying on the ground..."

"I don't even know how you got hurt like this..."

The woman knitted her delicate eyebrows and explained in a low voice.

Hearing this, Ye Feng understood why he was here, and he hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

"No need for thanks. Just remember to pay me back for the medical expenses. Get some good rest; I'll be heading back now."

The woman smiled slightly, then stood up, stretched her tired body, and turned to walk toward the door.

"Hey, wait! How am I supposed to pay you back?"

Seeing the woman about to leave, Ye Feng hurriedly sat up straight and asked.

The woman turned her head and replied, "My name is Gu Ran, and I live right next door to you."

Gu Ran, what a lovely name, Ye Feng thought to himself, deciding he must thank her properly once he was discharged.

There was no one else in the ward. Ye Feng lay back down, watching the IV drip fall drop by drop, and suddenly thought of his bedridden mother.

Now that even the only three hundred thousand he had was swindled away by that bitch Lin Qingyao, what was he to do about the upcoming treatment?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt a wave of a headache.

He closed his eyes, but several ethereal, boundless voices floated into his mind: "Ye Feng... Ye Feng..."

Ye Feng frowned and said, "Who? Who is calling me?"

Immediately following this, a violent headache struck, and along with the pain, Ye Feng fainted directly.

He woke up in a place surrounded by mountains and water, where mist swirled as if it were a fairyland.

He looked around as he walked, surprise, shock, and wariness slowly welling up in his heart.

Gradually, a small wooden hut appeared before Ye Feng's eyes.

Ye Feng gently pushed the door open and walked in. The house was very simple, containing only a bed, a table, and two yellowed scrolls on the table.

He picked one up; the text on the cover was already blurred. Just as he was about to open it, golden light erupted, and four large characters appeared clearly on the cover: "Xuantian Sacred Scripture".

Ye Feng opened the book, walked slowly to the bed, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice according to the methods in the book. He wanted to see if this was actually real.

But the reality stunned Ye Feng once again.

He saw the surrounding mist slowly merge into his body and turn into a warm current that traveled through his limbs and bones; wherever it passed, it felt incomparably comfortable.

At the same time, the wounds on his body were slowly disappearing. In less than half an hour, he had recovered to be no different from a normal person.

Ye Feng was overjoyed. He stood up, moved around a bit, and then turned his gaze to the other yellowed scroll.

He picked up the scroll, but the golden light he had imagined did not appear. Although the four characters on the cover were blurred, they could barely be made out as "Xuantian Medical Sect".

Ye Feng was greatly shocked; he saw hope in this book, the hope to save his mother's life.

He hurriedly opened the scroll, but the result was somewhat disappointing; nothing was recorded inside the scroll.

After checking repeatedly, Ye Feng disappointedly placed the scroll back on the wooden table, and at the same time, stacked it with the "Xuantian Sacred Scripture" in the corner of the table.

"To think it is the legendary Sacred Body. It seems this old man has found a treasure this time. Since you and I have such a connection, I shall help you once more..."

At this moment, such a voice came from the ethereal void.

Before Ye Feng could react, the scene that followed left him dumbfounded.

He saw the surrounding mist slowly gather toward the two books, and then a wisp of golden light and a wisp of silver light broke through the constraints of the mist and rushed above Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng frowned and looked closely; those two beams of light were clearly transformed from the scrolls.

Just as Ye Feng was astonished, the two scrolls miraculously fused together, then transformed into hundreds of gold and silver needles that sped toward Ye Feng's dantian.

"Ugh..."

Without any defense, Ye Feng clutched his lower abdomen and groaned, falling to the ground on the spot as a heart-tearing pain flooded his entire body.

Pop...

A sound like this came from the void. Ye Feng's dantian was forcibly pierced by the needles. In an instant, the surrounding mist surged into Ye Feng's dantian like a whale swallowing water, and Ye Feng fainted as a result.

"Little one, I have also opened the Sacred Eye for you. This is all this old man can do for you. The path ahead must be walked by yourself. This... will be a path that defies the heavens..."

The night passed without incident, and dawn arrived in a flash.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz... ring-a-ling, ring-a-ling..."

Accompanied by the vibration of his phone, Ye Feng opened his groggy eyes.

He picked up the phone and saw it was his younger sister, Ye Linger, calling.

He unlocked it and answered; a slightly urgent voice came from the other end of the line:

"Brother, it's bad, something has happened, come to the hospital quickly..."

Hearing this, Ye Feng instantly became clear-headed and hurriedly asked his sister what had happened.

But there was no sound from the other end of the phone. Ye Feng grew anxious, quickly put away his phone, rolled off the hospital bed, and rushed toward the inpatient department at top speed.

Just as he arrived at the door of the hospital room, Ye Feng heard the sound of his younger sister arguing with someone:

"You cannot take this money; this is my mother's life-saving money!"

He twisted the doorknob, wanting to open the door, but discovered that the hospital room door had already been locked from the inside.

At this moment, a voice filled with slight mockery and amusement came from within: "What a joke, is there any money we can't take? It is only natural and right to pay back debts; a father's debts are to be paid by his children. Since your useless old man is locked up, it's no problem for us to come to you for the money, hahaha..."

"But this little bit of money you have isn't enough. I see you're quite pretty, why don't you keep our boss company for a night..."

"Get away, don't come over, don't touch me, ah...!"

Slap...!

"Fuck you! You stinking bitch, you dare to bite me..."

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition surged into his mind.

He took two steps back, gathered his strength, and kicked the door open. He saw his younger sister being surrounded by several burly men, and the one leading them was none other than his "good brother" Li Weijie!

Immediately following this, rage surged into his heart...