Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Seeing the words on the cover, Fang Yu was startled, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Elder Ye spoke softly, "Take it and read... I can't remember the content anymore, nor do I want to know again... After you finish reading it, destroy it."

"Alright."

Fang Yu took the parchment book, his intuition telling him that the content was real.

Thus, he opened the book and began to browse through it.

Elder Ye nodded slightly and left the room.

The content was not complicated.

Most of it was in traditional characters, which he could understand, and there were even annotations.

It was evident that the predecessors of the Ye Family had seriously perused this book.

There were only two pieces of parchment, and the handwriting was fairly clear—

"The world is like a Dark Forest, every Cultivator is a hunter, stealthily moving through the woods like a ghost, gently pushing past obstructing branches, trying hard not to make a single sound with their steps, even their breathing must be cautious: They must be careful, because there are other Cultivators lurking all around them in the forest, and if they discover another living being, there's only one thing to do: annihilate it."

"This is the very essence of the Dark Forest Law!"

Upon reading this, Fang Yu's entire body shook intensely.

Cultivators!

The Law was very clear, very straightforward.

Before confirming whether another Cultivator is friend or foe, the safest course of action is to eliminate the other party!

"Are there really Cultivators in this world?" Fang Yu was secretly shocked.

Thinking back to the mysterious figure he encountered in the back garden, whose aura was different from that of an ordinary Martial Artist. In other words, that man called Lin Weifeng might very well be a Cultivator.

Lin Weifeng had left him with two pieces of advice upon parting.

Could it be...

Was he warning himself not to expose himself in order to avoid discovery and subsequent annihilation by other Cultivators?

Fang Yu nodded to himself and muttered, "That is to say, Lin Weifeng was attracted by my Golden Dragon Qi, he is a Cultivator, but he did not kill me according to the Dark Forest Law..."

"That's interesting."

Nothing is absolute in this world.

No wonder only Martial Artists are mentioned in this world, and no one speaks of Cultivators.

But...

Is the elimination of others merely for the sake of one's own safety?

I don't think that's just it!

Fang Yu smiled slightly, folded the parchment forcefully, and brought his hands together—

Bang!

The entire sheet of parchment turned into ash!

To this point.

Many of Fang Yu's questions had been resolved.

"The so-called Dark Forest Law is essentially just the big fish eating the small fish... I want to see who is the big fish and who is the small fish."

To Cultivators, Martial Artists are as insignificant as ants are to humans.

"The four Great Elders of the Lu Clan are dead; with my current strength, it's almost time to eradicate the Lu Clan... but it will inevitably attract the attention of Cultivators. Hmm, I should wait, at least until I have mastered some of the Primordial Sword Scripture."

Fang Yu thought to himself.

Once one's aura became too overpowering, it would surely attract attention—Lin Weifeng was an example.

Better to keep a low profile and be the pig that kills!

He smiled slightly, dusted off his hands, and the dust dispersed: "Come on, big fish..."

In the moment he turned around.

A faint fluctuation seemed to appear in the air.

The Golden Dragon appeared in the rippling waves, its light suddenly shining—

As thick as a bamboo pole, it swirled and danced around him, making a full circle.

At the same time:

Mandala petals were shaken by the strong aura, gently swaying, emitting a faint tinkling like wind chimes.

...

In the night.

On the mountain ridges.

A figure stood on the peak, overlooking the Ye Family estate.

This person was Lin Weifeng, who had met with Fang Yu once before.

His expression was indifferent, his eyes calm.

Suddenly, he frowned as if he sensed something and sighed, "Such strong Spiritual Energy... Too bad, he wouldn't take advice."

"I thought he was a cultivator newcomer with decent talent... Alas, what a pity. Well, if he's dead, he's dead. Time to find a new target..."

After sighing twice, Lin Weifeng's expression returned to calm.

He turned and leapt away, disappearing into the forest.

...

When Fang Yu returned to the hall, Elder Ye gave him a nonchalant glance and said, "It's getting late, everyone should rest."

"Xing Kong, Zhong Long, Zhong Hu, what are you still standing around for?" Elder Ye said.

"Yes!"

In front of the elder, everyone else was junior.

They all understood that Elder Ye was giving Fang Yu and Ye Wenjun some private time together.

The crowd dispersed.

In the grand hall of the main house, only Ye Wenjun and Fang Yu were left.

The light shone on Ye Wenjun's delicate features.

Her quiet and slightly shy expression added an extra touch of uniqueness to her appearance.

At this moment, Fang Yu walked towards her.

Ye Wenjun's heart suddenly started to beat rapidly...

"Wife, you seem to be feeling a bit unwell? Let me have a look," Fang Yu said with a faint smile.

As a doctor, it would be terribly incompetent of him if he could not take care of the people close to him.

Without waiting for Ye Wenjun's consent, Fang Yu had already grabbed her wrist to take her pulse, closing his eyes to feel it.

After a moment, Fang Yu smiled and said:

"Wife, your health is good, it's just that your Dantian has recently been established and is still in a fragile state."

"Oh."

"Don't just 'oh', get some rest early."

"Mm."

"Eh? Why is your face so red?"

"Hot."

"Hot? Sigh, autumn heat can't be helped, let's sleep with the air conditioning on tonight."

"Mm."

From bathing to going to bed... whatever Fang Yu said, Ye Wenjun was always obedient.

This was very much like the ancient women of steadfast fidelity, showing deference and virtue when they met the man of their dreams.

...

In the bedroom.

There was a unique fragrance of a woman lingering in the air.

Upon entering, Fang Yu saw Ye Wenjun lying flat on the bed in a most enticing manner.

Alas.

Fang Yu let out a sigh, jumped onto the bed, lay beside her, and said indifferently, "It's hard for me when you wear such nightclothes."

"Hm?"

"Your Dantian has just formed, if I were to consummate our marriage now, it could harm you..." Fang Yu said earnestly.

Ye Wenjun was taken aback, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she simply turned over to face the wall.

"Wife, can we discuss something?" Fang Yu said cautiously.

"Speak."

She sounds a bit angry?

But how could that hurt Fang Yu, whose heart was like a solid rock, with a skin thick enough to be outrageously brazen.

"Look, I've been in Yanjing for quite a while now, always unemployed. Aren't you the CEO of Ye Corporation? Can you pull some strings and get me a vice president position, can you?" Fang Yu said.

"You are a Martial Artist, do you still need a job?" Ye Wenjun couldn't understand.

"Sigh, it's a long story, but I've been spending too eagerly lately, and now I'm out of money. Poverty is a crime, a capital crime!" Fang Yu sighed.

"..."

Ye Wenjun responded indifferently, "I can give you money to spend."

At her words, Fang Yu flew into a rage, saying, "You're insulting me... Am I the kind of man who lives off a woman? Everything I said before was a joke. But speaking of which, how much money were you planning to give me to spend?"

"..."

PS: Dark Forest Law, those interested can look it up on Baidu. Although it's complicated, the principle is simple. That's how the world of Martial Artists is.