Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City

"Handing over Lin Fan is possible, but... Mu Mengrui is our Bodhi Palace's Young Palace Master, how can we scrap her just because the Wangu Sect says so?" Yuan Xi gritted his teeth, glaring at Ming Xiao.

"Heh heh!"

Ming Xiao sneered, shook his head, "Mu Mengrui is the murderer of the Wangu Sect's Saint Heir, and she is also the Young Palace Master of Bodhi Palace. We have not taken our wrath out on Bodhi Palace, which is already a huge grace. Palace Master Yuan, you should think it over! Otherwise, I wonder if your Bodhi Palace can withstand the fury of our Wangu Sect!"

The faces of the other members of Bodhi Palace in the great hall changed.

"At this point, Mu Mengrui, what are you waiting for? Hand over Lin Fan now!" Yuan Hong shouted at Mu Mengrui, "Mu Mengrui, do you want to lead our Bodhi Palace to an irreversible doom?"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

In an instant, everyone's gaze fell on Mu Mengrui.

On the Wangu Sect side, there are over a dozen Saint Emperors...

On the Bodhi Palace side, there are likewise over a dozen Saint Emperors; the gazes of nearly thirty Saint Emperors, just these gazes alone were enough to make Mu Mengrui feel suffocated.

In an instant.

Mu Mengrui's pretty face turned pale, this pressure felt like, a little white rabbit, exposed under the gaze of dozens of fierce tigers, making one lose all will to resist!

"You would stand up for Lin Fan? Heh heh! Little girl, you've got quite the nerve!" Ming Xiao's gaze, coldly staring at Mu Mengrui, like a venomous snake.

Mu Mengrui's delicate body trembled, chilled to the bone, as if she had fallen into an ice cave!

There was a silence in the great hall of Bodhi Palace.

"Mengrui, go ahead, hand over Lin Fan!" Yuan Xi commanded.

Compared to the entire Bodhi Palace, Lin Fan... really wasn't much!

"But... Master, Lin Fan... he did nothing wrong! It was the Saint Heir of Wangu Sect who provoked Lin Fan first, and then, a group of Elders from the Wangu Sect, they attacked Lin Fan in the middle of the night. Why is it that now, it's..." Mu Mengrui suddenly raised her head, unwilling to accept this and retorted.

"Heh heh! Not wrong? Little girl, let me tell you, provoking the Wangu Sect is wrong! There's no mistake, if the Wangu Sect says he's wrong, then he's wrong! It's not about whether there's a mistake or not, do you understand?" Ming Xiao said mockingly.

The color drained from Mu Mengrui's face even more.

A strong sense of powerlessness rose in her heart!

"Palace Master, I know where Lin Fan is, I'll take you there," Yuan Hong said with a smirk, volunteering.

"Then let's go!" Yuan Xi nodded.

After that.

Everyone left the great hall of Bodhi Palace and went to an open space outside the Bodhi Palace, where Mu Mengrui's Flying Boat was parked.

"Palace Master, Lin Fan is healing in Mu Mengrui's boudoir!" Yuan Hong deliberately emphasized the word 'boudoir'.

"What? In her boudoir!" Yuan Xi's complexion instantly changed.

A woman's boudoir is the most private and intimate of places.

Has Mengrui gone mad?

To actually bring a strange man into her boudoir!

Ming Xiao's old eyes narrowed, swept Mu Mengrui with a deep look, and sneered, "Heh heh! That young fellow Lin Fan has even made it into the Bodhi Palace Young Palace Master's boudoir. It seems his relationship with the Bodhi Palace is not shallow! Palace Master Yuan, aren't you going to give me a proper explanation?"

"Third Elder Ming, rest assured, I will give you a proper explanation! Someone, bring Lin Fan out to me!" Yuan Xi shouted.

It was at this moment.

Creak!

Under the watchful eyes of many, Mu Mengrui's boudoir opened!

A young man walked out slowly under everyone's gaze, looked up at the sunlight outside, and even stretched lazily.

"That's Lin Fan!"

Yuan Hong gasped as if he had seen a ghost, staring at Lin Fan in disbelief!

It was simply unthinkable!

Last night, Lin Fan was severely injured, nearly crippled!

But now.

Only a night had passed, yet Lin Fan walked out unscathed as if nothing had happened, and his cultivation... had advanced from a Third Rank Ancient Saint to a Fifth Rank Ancient Saint, how could this be possible!

What a surprise!

Such an unforeseen turn of events!

"Lin Fan, are you... are you alright now? No harm done..." Mu Mengrui was stunned, staring blankly at Lin Fan, unable to believe her eyes.

Lin Fan nodded slightly and said with a faint smile: "Yes, I'm fine now, thank you Mengrui, I owe you another favor!"

"Er…"

Mu Mengrui's pretty face flushed, and she subconsciously lowered her head. Did he just call her Mengrui?

Mu Mengrui felt relieved, and at that moment, her heart fluttered slightly.

Suddenly.

"Damn! Lin Fan, you little bastard, you're not dead yet today? The Third Elder from Wangu Sect has come, and you, a trash, a fool, an ant, aren't you so lucky? How big can your luck be, aren't you still going to die today? Hahaha!" Yuan Hong heard Lin Fan calling Mu Mengrui so intimately, igniting a raging jealousy in his heart.

"What's it to you? Hermaphrodite!" Lin Fan looked at Yuan Hong and shook his head with amusement.

The whole place went silent!

Everyone could see that something was off with Yuan Hong.

The people of Wangu Sect also knew that Bodhi Palace possessed a special Cultivation Technique. If a man cultivated this technique, his cultivation could only peak at Ninth Rank Holy Emperor. To advance further, one must resort to self-castration, and currently, Yuan Hong was already a Third Rank Saint Emperor!

Combined with Lin Fan's remark that Yuan Hong was a hermaphrodite…

Could it be that…

The crowd from Wangu Sect all gave Yuan Hong a meaningful glance.

"What did you say?"

Yuan Hong exploded, his forehead veins bulging, his face flushed red with rage, almost bursting with fury as he roared, "What did you say? Say it again to me, dammit!"

"Me, as your elder? How can you be a father? Hermaphrodite, dead eunuch! I suggest you start calling yourself 'Madam'!" Lin Fan continued to mock.

Yuan Hong had always targeted him.

Moreover.

When Lin Fan was severely injured, Yuan Hong even wanted to kill Lin Fan. Why should Lin Fan be polite to such a person?

Lin Fan not only wanted to mock Yuan Hong to let him taste his own medicine but also to rub salt into his wounds!

"You! Pfft!"

As expected.

Yuan Hong was driven to a rage, his fury causing him to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood as he shrieked, "You little mongrel, I'll kill you!"

"Sigh! Drop the 'me as your elder' act; you really can't play that role! I've heard that people often talk about what they lack the most. You keep calling yourself 'elder', could it be that…" Lin Fan looked at Yuan Hong as if suddenly realizing something, intentionally shifting his gaze downward with profound meaning.

"You! Ahhh… Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! You mongrel, I… I'm going to kill you!" Yuan Hong was so angry that his eyes were about to pop out, his hands clawing at his chest in frustration, as he looked like he was about to strike.

Suddenly.

"Enough, both of you! The life of this youngster belongs to Wangu Sect, the rest of you, back off!" Ming Xiao stated with a grave voice.

A terrifying aura of murder instantly enveloped Lin Fan!

"Xiao Fanfan, be careful, this person's cultivation is at the Seventh Rank Saint Emperor!" Emperor Jade warned.