Free and Unrestrained Divine Doctor

Tongde Hall, consultation room.

Old Jiang paced back and forth at the door of the consultation room, occasionally glancing beyond the corridor, and sometimes lowering his head in deep thought, looking very worried.

"Old Jiang, come in." Qin Chuan's voice sounded from inside the consultation room.

Old Jiang was overjoyed upon hearing this, thinking that Qin Chuan's treatment was finished. He hurriedly pushed the door and entered.

But upon entering, he was stunned by what he saw.

Qin Chuan's hand was emitting a dazzling golden light, and streams of ethereal substance like immortal energy were continuously emanating.

The ethereal substance, like a cocoon, enveloped Ye Qingmei.

"Is this... a divine technique?" Old Jiang was dumbfounded, even feeling an impulse to kneel.

After all, this was a divine act.

It was hard to resist the urge to bow thrice.

"No need to panic, Old Jiang. This is an ancient Healing Technique." Qin Chuan explained.

"Healing Technique? Is this the long-lost Healing Technique?"

Old Jiang widened his eyes in disbelief: "Rumor has it that the Healing Technique is a method of healing with talismans, often dismissed as feudal superstition. Unexpectedly, it really exists in this world!"

First, there was the long-lost Nine Lives Mysterious Needle, then alchemy, and now the Healing Technique was displayed.

The secrets surrounding Qin Chuan are truly countless.

At this moment, Old Jiang looked at Qin Chuan as if he were a vast treasure of Chinese medicine, and he wished he could stay by Qin Chuan's side day and night, as a diligent and eager student.

"Let's not talk about the Healing Technique for now, Old Jiang. How is the situation outside?" Qin Chuan asked.

The Healing Technique had not been fully exhibited yet, so he couldn't leave Ye Qingmei's side.

But he was concerned about Shi Qing outside, fearing trouble from the members of Dog Hall.

Moreover, he had sensed Old Jiang's restless pacing outside long ago, so he quickly called him in.

"Nothing, nothing's wrong, everything is quiet outside." Old Jiang said guiltily.

Shi Qing had instructed him not to disturb Qin Chuan's rescue efforts, no matter what happened outside, so after long consideration, he decided not to inform Qin Chuan.

"Old Jiang, you don't look like everything is calm outside. Tell the truth. Although I can't leave for the moment, maybe I can still help." Qin Chuan said.

Seeing that he couldn't hide anything from Qin Chuan, Old Jiang had no choice but to tell him the situation outside truthfully.

Qin Chuan listened and squinted his eyes: "Silver Fox Commerce Association, Red Dragon Ten Halls, quite a show."

After hearing the situation outside, Qin Chuan realized that relying solely on Shi Qing and Meng Wantang was unlikely to hold these people off, at best they could only delay them.

"Mr. Qin, is your aunt really the rumored Demoness?" Old Jiang couldn't help but ask, full of apprehension in his words.

As an elder of Jiāng City, although he had no interaction with the Demoness, the infamous reputation of her mass killings was well known.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the mention of her name back then could make babies stop crying.

"Aunt Mei's matter, I don't know either."

Qin Chuan shook his head, eyes firm: "No matter who she is, I only know she is my family. Even if she is the Demoness, even if she's killed countless people, as long as I'm here, I won't let anyone harm her a bit!"

In this matter, it's not about right or wrong, nor morality.

Qin Chuan only knows that Ye Qingmei treated him well, was kind to him, and is one of his only two family in this world.

Others may judge her, but that's their business.

For Qin Chuan, there is only one outcome: if you want to kill Ye Qingmei, you'd have to step over his dead body!

Hearing this, Old Jiang couldn't help but glance at the unconscious Ye Qingmei: "I find your aunt gentle and kind, looking like a benevolent Buddha, not someone who would kill indiscriminately. There must be some misunderstanding here."

Qin Chuan nodded: "This matter, when Aunt Mei wakes up, I'll find out. For now, the urgent thing is to block the people outside, Old Jiang, I need your help..."

...

Tongde Hall, entrance.

"Hold your ground!"

Shi Qing made up her mind, resolved to fight to the death without retreating, even if she had to face nearly twice as many enemies, she was fearless.

"Hall Master, please reconsider." Seeing the situation turn dire, Meng Wantang's subordinates from Tiger Hall immediately began to urge.

Meng Wantang looked at Wen Bingtao and the others, then glanced at the door behind her, slowly recalling the image of a young figure in her mind.

"Tiger Hall, take orders!"

Meng Wantang's tone sharpened, speaking solemnly: "Hold this door, don't allow anyone to enter!"

"Hall Master, you..."

Tiger Hall's members hesitated repeatedly but ultimately chose to stand behind Meng Wantang.

They were like loyal soldiers; even knowing the command was flawed, they steadfastly chose to obey.

Accompanied by the alliance and stance of Obsidian Capital and Tiger Hall, the camps of the enemy and ourselves officially formed.

"Hall Master Han, I heard your brother died at the hands of the Demoness years ago. How about taking the lead on this?" Wen Bingtao said with a smile.

His motives were as clear as a mirror to Han Peng.

But with the hatred of a killed brother, this mission of leading the charge, he willingly accepts!

"Chairman Wen, no need to provoke me. Even without your words, I, Han, am duty-bound to take the lead."

Han Peng waved his hand: "Dragon Hall, take orders! This fight is only to slay the Demoness, do not kill indiscriminately. Anyone who violates will be killed!"

"Yes!"

Dragon Hall's members received the command.

On the other side, the remaining nine halls of the Red Dragon Association also began to issue orders.

Accompanied by resounding responses, the hundreds of people outside Tongde Hall instantly entered a tense standoff.

Han Peng charged forward.

Meng Wantang, seeing this, said directly to Shi Qing: "Leave the Dragon Hall to me."

With that said, Meng Wantang directly faced Han Peng.

"Hall Master Han, things are not yet clear; it's uncertain if the person inside is the Demoness, why..." Meng Wantang tried to persuade.

"If a fight is to happen, then fight, no need for more words, Hall Master Meng!"

Han Peng ignored her.

He has searched for the Demoness for ten years, longing to eliminate her and avenge his brother.

Even if there's just a one in ten thousand chance that the person inside is the Demoness, he'd storm in to find out.

Man would kill man, Buddha would stop Buddha!

Han Peng attacked fiercely with a Cloud Mist Hand against Meng Wantang.

Meng Wantang dared not be overconfident, and quickly countered with Pushing the Window and Gazing at the Moon from the Eight Trigrams Palm.

The two exchanged eighteen moves, with Meng Wantang gradually falling behind.

Meanwhile, the other battlegrounds were also fiercely contested.

An old woman brought by Shi Qing faced Wen Bingtao, while the other experts faced the Hall Masters of the nine halls of the Red Dragon Association.

However, the opponents were ultimately overwhelming in number.

The experts brought by Shi Qing and Meng Wantang were mostly facing three or even four opponents each.

After less than three minutes of engagement, their side already showed decline, with over a dozen experts fallen, their fates unknown.

Shi Qing stood at the door, her fists clenched tightly, her pretty face full of serious expression.

"Qin Chuan, if I die for you, would you be sad?" In the face of life and death, Shi Qing's eyes showed a trace of tenderness.

Xiang Dongsheng seized the opportunity, handing over his opponent to others, and rushed towards Shi Qing with a quick step.

"Get lost!" Shi Qing shouted sternly.

Unfortunately, lacking martial skills, Xiang Dongsheng simply ignored her: "Stupid woman, die on the side!"

With a thud, Xiang Dongsheng kicked Shi Qing in the abdomen, sending her flying along with the door behind her into Tongde Hall.

"Qin Chuan is mine, the Yin Yang Beads are mine too!"

Xiang Dongsheng was ecstatic, taking a step into Tongde Hall, only to feel a strong sense of danger spreading from deep within.

"Not good!"

Xiang Dongsheng's pupils contracted as an old hunchbacked woman appeared ghost-like before him, causing him to fly backward before he could react.

The unexpected commotion caused everyone engaged in combat to stop.

Then, a playful voice echoed from behind: "What's this, a conference of three major forces, yet not inviting my Phantom Group? How much do you underestimate me, Jiang Banxia?"