Amazing! The mighty dragon is out of prison!!

Seeing the other party's bad attitude, the middle-aged man looked embarrassed.

It's easy to tell from the man's designer suit that he's a respected figure in the outside world.

But faced with the girl's attitude, he could only endure it.

"Second Miss, it's like this. My matriarch is unwell and it's really inconvenient for her to walk up the mountain."

"I have an electric motorcycle in my car, would that be alright...?"

He couldn't finish his sentence, but seeing the expression on the young lady's face, he stopped talking.

The woman's face showed no trace of a smile; her red lips were slightly pursed, and her eyes held a deep contempt, making no attempt to conceal it.

She shifted slightly to the side, avoiding his gaze and adopting an aloof demeanor.

What do you think?

Three words, so cold and indifferent they send chills down your spine.

Without needing to say anything more, her subordinates stepped forward and added the following words for her:

"Even our second young lady has to walk into the valley, and you think you can ride a bike?"

"Let me tell you, the Ninefold Mountain Road is not as simple as you think. It's difficult for even people to walk, let alone cars."

"Moreover, not only are cycling prohibited, but everyone must take off their shoes and go barefoot into the mountains."

"We cannot allow outside mud to pollute my sacred Medicine King Valley!"

Qin Mo, standing in the most inconspicuous spot at the back of the crowd, couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

"I thought the Wind and Rain Alliance was conservative enough, but Medicine King Valley is even more like a savage mountain tribe."

"Protecting the environment is fine, but if you don't want this sacred place to be defiled, you shouldn't have let so many people in."

However, he didn't say it aloud to avoid any complications.

Seeing that his proposal had been rejected, the middle-aged man tried to persuade her, but the old lady he had mentioned stepped forward:

"Lin Sheng, stop talking. Now that we're here, we should follow the rules of Medicine King Valley."

She was a kind-faced old lady, wearing a matte white cheongsam and a pair of hand-embroidered cloth shoes.

Her hair was still completely black, coiled at the back of her head, and adorned with a pearl hairpin.

He looks to be in his fifties or sixties, but he's in great spirits.

He exuded an air of scholarly refinement from head to toe.

Her Mandarin was very standard; I couldn't tell where she was from.

The middle-aged man who spoke up for her had a slight accent from the Central Plains region.

Hearing the voice, the second young lady turned around and looked her up and down.

Seeing that the old woman had nothing special about her and the people with her were also unremarkable, a hint of disdain flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Heh, at least she knows what's good for her."

After saying that, he turned to the others and said, "If you want to enter Medicine King Valley safely and smoothly, stick close to my men and don't do anything underhanded."

"Don't bother memorizing the path to my Medicine King Valley; it won't do you any good."

"If you insist on courting death, I won't stop you."

This time she said no more and stepped into the mountain gate first.

Lin Sheng hesitated for a moment, then turned to the old woman: "Madam, are you really going to go up the mountain barefoot?"

The old woman's expression was resolute: "I must go. I must find a way to see Mr. Miao Changling. Only he can save Qianqian."

Seeing the old lady's insistence, Lin Sheng said no more: "Alright! Madam, rest assured, I will carry you up the mountain even if I have to!"

The two of them were just a minor incident.

Because the two of them didn't seem to know anyone at the scene, and their clothes weren't particularly glamorous.

Even the car that just drove in was an ordinary Santana, and apart from the driver, there wasn't a single extra subordinate.

Therefore, the two of them did not attract much attention and were simply regarded as doctors who came to participate in the Medicine King Conference.

Although Qin Mo did not travel with Wang Yuanwu and the others, Wang Yuanwu specially sent a grappling hook to infiltrate the people who were to be "sacrificed" to Yaowang Valley.

The main purpose was to help Qin Mo with his business.

At this moment, Flying Claw noticed that Qin Mo wasn't paying attention to anyone else, but was instead staring intently at the master and servant pair.

"Mr. Qin, is there something wrong with those two?"

Qin Mo shook his head: "It's not exactly inappropriate, but they probably aren't doctors who came to participate in the competition."

Neither of those two people were doctors.

"Could they be here seeking medical treatment?" Flying Claw was a little surprised. "Normally, Medicine King Valley wouldn't invite people into the valley for treatment so easily."

According to the rules of Medicine King Valley, it's not impossible to seek treatment from someone in Medicine King Valley.

But there are generally only three situations.

One type is the Golden Token of Medicine King Valley.

That is a symbol of a distinguished guest of Medicine King Valley. If someone falls seriously ill, they will naturally be escorted by someone from Medicine King Valley.

Another option is the Ninefold Mountain Stronghold outside Medicine King Valley.

There are people there who are specifically in contact with Medicine King Valley. As long as you can afford the price, people from the valley will naturally come out to help treat patients.

Of course, this "price" doesn't necessarily have to be money; it could be something else entirely.

The third type is even more special.

It was this illness of yours that piqued the interest of someone in the valley.

People have approached you on their own initiative, wanting to treat your illness.

Cases like those two are quite rare.

During the Medicine King Conference, many people came seeking medical treatment, but most were stopped at Jiuchong Mountain Village.

It is truly remarkable that they were able to directly ascend the Ninefold Mountain Path and enter the Medicine King Valley.

Unable to discern anything, Fei Zhao casually guessed, "Could it be that he knows some doctor in the valley, but his status isn't high enough, so he can only enter the valley during this period?"

Qin Mo shook his head: "No, these two people are very unusual. Especially the old lady's identity, it's extraordinary."

"Tell the others to avoid provoking those two if possible."

"Although I can't tell who they are, that man... is a top-notch expert."

"At the very least, he is at the peak of the Free and Unfettered Mortal Realm, or at the entry level of the Free and Unfettered Earth Realm."

"and……"

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone carrying a hint of wariness: "He exudes a very strong murderous aura."

The grappling hook was quite unexpected.

The so-called "evil aura" is not a murderous aura.

That's a quality that lingers in a person after committing too many acts of killing.

The more someone lives a life of danger and bloodshed, the stronger their murderous aura becomes.

But he also saw the middle-aged man, who looked quite ordinary.

He's like an ordinary office worker in an old company, over forty years old and still serving tea and water, living a mediocre life.

When he was talking to the second young lady of Medicine King Valley, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Feizhua himself was a martial artist and admitted that he had a lot of blood on his hands.

But he couldn't sense any murderous aura emanating from the middle-aged man.

Qin Mo said calmly, "You can't judge a book by its cover. Some people deliberately keep a low profile. Like Uncle Yang, who works for Wang Yuanwu, isn't he?"

"But what I can tell you is that man's acting skills are much better than Uncle Yang's."

"And the smell of blood on him... was much stronger than that of Uncle Yang."