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Chapter 53 Drawing the Sword (Part 1)

The press conference has ended.

The corridor was quiet and silent.

Li Mingmei held her phone, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

What else can be done?

There was nothing she could do now that things had come to this.

I had no choice but to sit on the long bench outside the operating room and wait quietly.

At that moment...

With a "click," the operating room door opened.

The nurse rushed out, her face beaming with joy and her voice cheerful!

"It's simply a medical miracle!"

"Captain Zhang and the others suddenly showed tremendous vitality. The wounds to their internal organs and bones began to heal rapidly, and their hearts started beating strongly again!"

Li Mingmei's eyes lit up.

"Really?"

I feel a little confused... What happened?
……

"Cough cough..."

Huang Xiaozhong coughed up a mouthful of blood and slowly opened his eyes.

Through his blurry, dark red vision, he saw a hand formed from clouds, with long, slender fingers, stuffing a piece of fruit-like substance into Vice Captain Mo's mouth.

It wasn't just Deputy Captain Mo... there was also a lingering fruity smell in his mouth.

He looked at the straight back of the figure in front of him.

Was it a big shot who rescued them?
He saw the big boss leave the dozen or so of them on this huge cloud bed, and then ascend to the heavens alone.

He wasn't the only one who saw it.

Everyone in the sky saw it; they saw Wu Yun sitting on a cloud, slowly rising.

"It's him?"

"Does he want to give it a try too?"

"Just being fast isn't enough, is it?"

The celestial officials, clad in heavy armor, also saw it from above.

Some of the celestial officials looked down at Wu Yun and sneered.

Some of the celestial officials looked down at Wu Yun with disdain.

Some of the celestial officials looked down at Wu Yun with excited eyes, eager to try their luck.

Liu Ye floated high in the sky, holding a horse spear in one hand and a withered, sallow human head in the other. When he saw Wu Yun leave the crowd, he immediately gritted his teeth and his eyes turned bloodshot!
In the center of the vortex, the old woman, wrapped in a fluttering crimson official robe, also saw Wu Yun, but simply smiled, revealing her blood-stained teeth.

In the past, she traveled through the Three Realms and had seen and killed many geniuses.

The word "genius" means nothing compared to her millennia of accumulated knowledge.

Wu Yun, feeling the cold wind, looked up at the black vortex that blotted out the sky, at the rows of heavily armored figures, and at the long swords and spears pointing at him...

"This time, the loser will die."

"But I might not be the one who loses."

"It doesn't matter if there are no immortal artifacts for killing."

"I still have four hundred years of cultivation and thirty days of learning."

He looked up at the enemy in the sky.

Two clouds flew out from beneath him and landed in his hands, rubbing, accelerating, and spinning...

It turned out to be the two poles of Yin and Yang...

Blue lightning flashed...

A crackling, thunderous sound emanated from it...

The two poles are widening!

A thunder spear suddenly appeared!

It twisted and leaped, hovering beside him!
call……

A strong wind is blowing from the sky!

Countless gazes focused on him, and on the twisting and leaping lightning spear beside him!
And so I watched his back as he pointed lightning at the sky full of swords and spears!
……

call……

The wind blows, but it cannot disperse the thick fog of Mount Mengjia.

The group of people stumbled and fell as they ran down the mountain path.

Leading the group was none other than Qin Wei's cadaver teacher!

Following behind were several corpses, some missing arms and others with holes piercing their torsos.

And an exceptionally tall corpse, and Qin Wei, who was on his back, with a sallow complexion, dazed eyes, and barely alive.

Just then, a driverless van sped out of the fog and screeched to a halt in front of Qin Wei. "Dr. Qin, get in quickly!"

A familiar voice came from the car's loudspeaker.

Qin Wei and his group, or the corpse, hurriedly got into the van, which then turned around automatically, carrying them away from Mengjia Mountain and onto the foggy road.

Qin Wei sat in the passenger seat, her white coat stained red with blood.

The loudspeaker inside the car was still playing.

"Dr. Qin, how are you?"

"There is adrenaline, tetanus immunoglobulin, emergency blood bags, etc. in the car... Please help yourself!"

"The van will take you to the nearest hospital!"

Qin Wei forced herself to speak, her voice low and hoarse.

"I met Hua Mianzhen."

I didn't win.

"Fang Wanjuan saved me."

He achieved the rank of Grand Ninth Grade.

"He's so scary..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the van made a sharp turn and drove onto the highway.

Qin Wei was slammed against the carriage wall with a loud thud and lost consciousness.

The cadaver sitting next to him also lost consciousness with a dazed look in her eyes.

The voice from the loudspeaker became urgent!

"Dr. Qin! Dr. Qin! Are you alright?"

The sound from the loudspeaker seemed to have faded into the distance.

"Quickly! Request the Mengjia County Public Security Bureau to do everything possible to rescue Dr. Qin!"
"Report this to the ministry: a Grand Ninth-Rank Imperial Examination candidate, Fang Wanjuan, who passed through the Yinshan Pass!"

……

The conference room was brightly lit.

A dozen or so leaders sat around the conference table, ready to hear the latest news.

Director Fan sat at the corner of the conference table, staring intently at his phone.

Click...

The door opened, and the director of the Yinshan Investigation Office rushed in, hurriedly reporting before the leaders could even ask.

"The competition for the Yinshan route has ended."

Qin Wei survived.

"Hua Mian's fate is unknown."

"The winner of the Grand Ninth Rank is named Fang Wanjuan. He is a graduate of the Medical School of Tianjing University and Qin Wei's senior brother."

"He never contacted us, and never reported the Yinshan route to anyone."

“We just tried to contact him, but we can’t reach him.”

"He might... not want to join us."

The leaders looked at each other.

All that can be done is sigh.

The ninth-rank ghost messenger has joined the Non-Natural Department.

The ninth-ranked being who had attained the divine bloodline had just entered the mortal world in the Sakura Kingdom and consumed a City God Immortal Official.

Those of the highest rank who passed through Yinshan refused to contact them.

The ninth-rank cultivator who had passed through the Cloud-Soaring Path was about to fall into the hands of the immortals.

There are also five high-ranking officials of the ninth grade, whose names are not even known.

A celestial official has descended to earth, and chaos is about to erupt across the land.

……

call……

The wind blows.

High in the sky, a black vortex slowly rotated.

Countless crows and bats flew among them, casting their gazes and sound waves down, weaving a dense net that enveloped the sky and Wu Yun's figure, watching his every move and capturing his every change.

The Cloud Rider Immortal Official, clad in heavy armor, also drifted with the black vortex, disappearing and reappearing in an instant. His weapons were arranged in an eight-trigram formation, imposing yet restrained, infinitely changeable, using force to overcome skill and stillness to control movement.

At the center of the vortex, the old woman in her red robe fluttered as she swallowed the blood she vomited. Her withered fingers kept calculating, and she chuckled to herself.

"I haven't even made a move, and you're already attacking... Fine, fine..."

As Huang Xiaozhong lay on the cloud, his consciousness gradually returned, but his body was overwhelmed by immense pain!
His face was ashen, and he used all his strength to open his eyelids and look at Wu Yun's back in the sky.

Just that one blow from the spear felt like a mountain crashing into me.

Is it really possible to win?
(End of this chapter)