Peerless Little Immortal Doctor

After some pleasantries, Xia Liu suddenly remembered that he still didn't know where the entrance to Kunwu was.

Sage Qingjue provided him with the answer: Yun Province, Murong Family.

"Hmm? The Murong Family?"

Xia Liu's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly.

Could it be that the bridge between the two realms is guarded by a single family?

"That's right, the Murong Family has been tasked with guarding the entrance to Kunwu for generations, staying out of worldly affairs and untouched by dust."

"I see, no wonder I haven't heard any news about this, despite traveling for so long. They indeed stay far from the mundane world."

Xia Liu nodded. If someone from the Murong Family moved within the realm, there would definitely be some news regardless.

As it seems, the rules of the Murong Family are quite strict.

"If you're not from the Kunwu Realm and without a Pass Token, it'll be difficult to sway the Murong Family."

Recalling this, Qingjue became troubled.

In the past, he was fortunate enough to enter because a master from the Kunwu Realm brought him along.

Now, he doesn't know where that master is, or whether he would even remember him if they met again.

"A Pass Token is still needed…"

Xia Liu felt a headache coming on; it seems not just anyone can enter the Kunwu Realm.

"I'll try to find a way to enter Kunwu when I reach the Murong Family."

Standing there, Xia Liu couldn't think of a solution.

As the saying goes, "a boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridgehead; a road will appear as the car approaches the mountain."

Once he truly reaches the Murong Family, he should be able to come up with a way.

"This senior brother can't help you beyond this; whether you can enter Kunwu depends on your own fortune."

Qingjue shook his head. He had great confidence in Xia Liu but didn't express it openly.

Because Xia Liu entering the Kunwu Realm is inherently a very dangerous affair.

Kunwu Realm is far more advanced than Huaxia.

Powers and prodigies are everywhere, and who knows how much hatred this outsider might draw.

"Sage Qingjue telling me these things is already the greatest help to me."

Xia Liu said respectfully.

"Haha…"

Sage Qingjue and Liu Hong exchanged glances and both smiled wryly.

They couldn't help but sigh, were they a hundred years younger, they'd certainly want to venture into the Kunwu Realm with Xia Liu.

Subsequently, Sage Qingjue detailed to Xia Liu the specific location of the Murong Family in Yun Province.

He also analyzed the characteristics of the Murong Family's administrators and several elders.

In fact, Qingjue didn't know much; back then, he was merely standing behind the master.

And over a hundred years have passed, the Murong Family could have undergone many changes.

"You two elders continue to chat; I will use this time, while my cultivation is recovering, to prepare more."

Xia Liu clasped his fists and then left the mountain, heading for the Osmanthus Sect's gate.

He didn't have much time left.

As the founder of the Osmanthus Sect, he must contribute to it.

This time, he collected resources in the Heavenly Mansion Hall.

These resources should have been given to Chen Tian'en, after all, Xia Liu hadn't stayed at the Heavenly Mansion for a full day.

But Chen Tian'en refused to accept them regardless.

Xia Liu was quite touched; Chen Tian'en knew he had the Osmanthus Sect behind him.

Competing for the Heavenly Mansion Chief position was all for the resources.

Today, Xia Liu removed all resources beneficial for a Martial Artist's cultivation from his Storage Ring.

Staying at the mountain gate until evening, Xia Liu got up and walked to Hejing.

Hejing was different than it was two days ago.

After many rounds of rescue efforts, all the injured had been treated, rubble was cleared, and with the help of strong figures like Sage Qingjue and Liu Hong, everyone had been safely rescued wherever possible.

Xia Liu was very grateful to all those involved in the rescue from various quarters.

He just didn't have time to thank many firefighters and military soldiers who quietly left.

Xia Liu knew they had their own missions, but was glad that Fang Huasheng and several troops weren't in a hurry to leave.

The Eastern District was once a bustling industrial park.

Now it had become a charred plain.

A copper statue about ten meters high stood in the field, but lacking a head, it gave viewers a slight chill.

Even so, the people in Hejing were maintaining it; even if their homes were blown up, they wouldn't touch the statue.

Because it was the god of Hejing.

Hejing had changed because of him.

Now with this calamity, he spared no effort, using his transcendent medical skills to heal the injured.

In just that day and night, he pulled countless souls back from the Ghost Gate Pass.

Beneath the statue was a team of about ten, ordered to guard it.

This was the insistence of Hejing's people.

Fang Huasheng found it amusing, but looking at their earnest faces,

he was moved, feeling that even if it wasted manpower, their wish should be fulfilled, and the statue protected from harm.

"Officer!"

Seeing Xia Liu approach the statue, ten well-equipped soldiers saluted in unison.

Everyone knew of Xia Liu's capabilities and his connection with Fang Huasheng, so they treated him with utmost respect.

"Why are you guarding it?"

Xia Liu pointed at the headless statue.

"It's General Fang's order."

"Haha, it really must have been tough for you guys."

Xia Liu shook his head bitterly, "You all move back a bit."

Though they didn't know what Xia Liu intended to do, his words were commands, as formally announced by Fang Huasheng.

In Hejing, Xia Liu was the highest commander.

"Without the ability to protect Hejing, how can this statue continue to exist!"

Xia Liu's expression changed; in an instant, he lightly pointed, and a brilliant light shot out from between his fingers.

Boom!

With a blast, the headless statue instantly crumbled to dust, scattering across the ground.

This!

Witnessing Xia Liu's unbelievable power, the ten soldiers' eyes widened.

They stood there, dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

"Xia Liu! What are you doing?"

At that moment, a deep voice sounded from behind.

"General Fang!"

Seeing Fang Huasheng approach, the ten soldiers heaved a sigh of relief.

"Old Master Fang, let it be destroyed along with the Eastern District."

"Xia Liu, please stop blaming yourself, alright? You're not a god; there are things you cannot do. Don't try to shoulder all the responsibility; it will crush you!"

Fang Huasheng couldn't help it anymore.

He had been reviewing Xia Liu's records for the past few days.

The more he read, the more he was moved.

Xia Liu was mythologized in Hejing because

everything was related to him.

He did too much.

And now, as calamity struck, he took all the responsibility upon himself.

He was already so tired, and if he continued this way, he might break down.

Xia Liu smiled at Fang Huasheng: "Old Master, you've misunderstood. I'm not that noble; by destroying it, I wish for it to have a new beginning, to protect the newly rebuilt home in the future."

...

Staring at Xia Liu's faint smile, Fang Huasheng didn't know what to say.

Because he couldn't fathom Xia Liu's thoughts…