Urban Supernatural Medical Saint-Chapter 1007: Borrowing Some Blood

"Stop right there."

Yang Wen and Yang Wu trembled all over, too scared to speak. Their eyes fixed on the ground, not daring to lift their heads.

When the Void Saint is angry, who dares to speak?

The scene quieted down.

Yang Qiu stood with hands behind his back and said calmly, "Words once spoken must be kept... Otherwise, how can we Yang clan stand among the ancient great clans? How can we survive in the Cultivator World in the future?"

Yang Wen and Yang Wu turned red with rage, their teeth chattering with anger, yet they had no choice.

Even the one they relied on the most sided with outsiders, so what could they do?

Even though they couldn’t figure out why, they had to comply! They could rebel against anyone, except Yang Qiu!

Yang Qiu walked several steps forward, arriving beside the unicorn. His gaze was sharp, scanning the wound on the unicorn’s abdomen, and he nodded slightly.

The wound was perfectly uniform, the Gang Qi expertly applied, precise to the extreme.

Just like a surgeon making a neat incision on the patient’s abdomen on the operating table.

Yang Qiu’s deep eyes fell on Fang Yu, and they were identical to the gaze he used to examine the unicorn—

"Your Royal Highness of the Dragon Clan! You truly live up to your name, indeed worthy of being the first bloodline among the ancient great clans."

Fang Yu slightly cupped his hands, smiling, and said, "Elder Yang, you flatter me. It’s merely a trifling skill, unable to escape your discernment."

"Since the fierce beast of three thousand years is slain by you, naturally, the Core belongs to you. However, I have a word of advice—Moon Breath Ancient Land is not the outside world, nor is it like the current dynasty; danger lurks everywhere. If you wish to survive, it’d be best to follow the rules. Otherwise, you won’t even know how you died, and your Dragon Clan will be left without successors..." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

These words were loaded with double meaning.

It was clearly threatening.

Fang Yu understood clearly, but still said, "Whether I die is my affair, so there’s no need for you to worry!"

Behind him,

Yang Wu stepped forward and said, "How dare you! Speaking to Elder Yang like this, tired of living?"

This time, before Fang Yu could speak,

Yang Qiu already glared at him and said, "Your Royal Highness of the Dragon Clan is destined to be the future Dragon Emperor, a sovereign of a clan, equated to me in conversation. That is only proper. But you, Yang Wu, if you dare offend his Highness again, I will show no mercy!"

Upon hearing this,

Yang Wu was stunned, hurriedly bowed, and said somewhat guiltily, "Understood! Disciple remembers!"

The two brothers couldn’t understand why Yang Qiu kept protecting this youngster.

But Yang Qiu’s orders were something they dared not defy.

"Let’s go... The air beneath the Underground Palace is not flowing, Spiritual Energy is lacking. The longer you stay, the more unfavorable it is for cultivators."

Yang Qiu walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Yang Wen and Yang Wu hesitated for a moment, then followed.

Beside the unicorn, all was silent.

At this moment,

Zhou Qirong approached the unicorn, similarly examining the wound with a scrutinizing gaze. His brows furrowed, then he turned to Fang Yu, a trace of a cold smile slipped past his lips, and he said in a deep voice, "It was you who killed Zhou Tianshuo, wasn’t it?"

Fang Yu did not answer.

But was inwardly shocked.

To be able to recognize the murderer from the wound, this ability isn’t something an ordinary person would have.

Zhou Qirong sneered, "This sword move is identical to the one Zhou Tianshuo received, swift and precise, with the same force, aura, and even direction... what a case of narrow enemies meeting..."

Fang Yu similarly laughed:

"General Zhou is joking... If someone held a knife to your neck, but you had a chance to live, and that chance was to kill that person. Wouldn’t you take action?"

"No need to argue these principles with me! You should be lucky you have your royal title of the Dragon Clan now... You killed the general of our Great Zhou Royal Family, so once you return, you’ll have to give a reasonable explanation, won’t you?"

Zhou Qirong chuckled, "But that’s not important. What you should worry about is how to leave Moon Breath Ancient Land alive."

After speaking, Zhou Qirong caught up with the three of the Yang clan.

The rest of his dozen or so brothers followed, all glaring at Fang Yu as they passed.

Once nearly everyone had left,

Yao Tianzhao and his brothers approached the unicorn.

Yao Tianzhao said, "Having a jade is a crime... Mr. Fang, you are the Dragon Clan’s heir, they dare not lay a hand on you for now. You have obtained the three-thousand-year Core, so better leave quickly!"

"Thank you for your concern! Without seeing the Holy Spirit of Moon Breath Ancient Land, how could I leave easily? Otherwise, wouldn’t this trip be wasted!" Fang Yu laughed.

Yao Tianzhao was speechless.

He sighed, shook his head, and quickly followed with his brothers.

Fang Yu took out the three-thousand-year Core from his bosom, a faint purple aura surrounded it.

Seeing this crystalline Core, Fang Yu handed it to Ye Wenjun, and said, "Wenjun, it’s for you."

"For me?" Ye Wenjun was slightly taken aback, "This thing seems useless to me... My cultivation is already at the Great Perfection Holy level, what I need is not cultivation."

"I have no use for it either, and I don’t need this... But using the Core after breaking through to the Void Saint might be nice, so you keep it well for now!" Fang Yu took her hand and handed it to her.

"Alright... alright then..." Ye Wenjun reluctantly accepted it.

To cultivators, this Core is a supreme treasure, but to Xu Zhaopei, a martial artist with Ordinary Blood, it’s like a walnut and not very useful.

Xu Zhaopei rolled her eyes and said, "You two better think about whether to go in or not... I feel they have a lot of animosity towards us, especially that old man. This is not a solution..."

Fang Yu slightly smiled and said:

"The Great Zhou Royal Family’s Zhou Qirong already knows that I killed their General Zhou Tianshuo! And now I’ve taken this three-thousand-year Core... If nothing unexpected happens, the moment we see the Holy Spirit... that’s when the battle begins."

"Truly cunning, trying to kill two birds with one stone!" Xu Zhaopei cursed.

"So, even though this Core is in my hands now... that old guy already considered it his in his heart!" Fang Yu said.

"Aren’t they afraid you’ll leave and run away now?" Ye Wenjun asked, puzzled.

"Do you think that’s possible? Even people from the Great Zhou Royal Family are here... which means there must be a Holy Spirit in Moon Breath Ancient Land. The king of the Great Zhou Royal Family is an Astrologer... believing there is rather than not... Since a Holy Spirit exists, it will inevitably lead to a deadly conflict. That’s also why Zhou Qirong hasn’t made a move on me immediately..." Fang Yu said.

"Huh? Why?"

"Yang Qiu is a Void Saint. How could the remaining people compete with Yang Qiu... Only if we all go, do we have a higher chance of success. Moreover, at this critical moment, no one wants to waste their strength on me. Right now... we can only unite with Zhou Qirong, Yao Tianzhao, and others to deal with the three of Yang clan. The key person to dealing with them is—" Fang Yu’s gaze fell on Xu Zhaopei, "it’s you."

"Me?"

"Without your Ordinary Blood, it’s almost impossible to defeat the Void Saint! So... Peipei, let me borrow some blood..."

As he spoke, Fang Yu flashed forward!

"Ah—"

Xu Zhaopei howled in dismay!