A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

Zhao Hui's "trump card" came sooner than Ye Feng had anticipated.

On this day, an invitation arrived at the Lin family manor. It was in gold lettering and contained only one line: "Respectfully inviting Physician Ye to a discussion at Tingyu Pavilion in the west of the city." Signed: Zhao Hui.

"A trap!" Lin Yuqing recognized it immediately, her expression turning solemn. "He can't gain an advantage in the business world, so he's going to try a different approach." Ye Feng, don't go.

"Wow." Ye Feng put the invitation away, his expression indifferent. "He's revealed his trump card. I just want to know how powerful what he has in his possession really is."

"I'll go with you," Lin Yuqing said, still a little worried.

"No." Ye Feng shook his head, unusually serious. "He invited me. If you go, you'll just become his bargaining chip. Besides..." He grinned again, "In a place like Tingyuxuan, he wouldn't dare to openly attack me. If he wanted to, he could have easily gone around in circles. The fact that he went around in circles proves that he doesn't want my life, but me as a person!"

Lin Yuqing was taken aback by him, but she felt a little more at ease. She gripped his sleeve tightly and said, "If your face looks off, go back immediately. Don't try to tough it out."

Tingyuxuan is an extremely quiet and elegant teahouse in the west of the city. With swaying bamboo shadows and babbling spring water, it is truly a wonderful place to listen to the rain!

When Ye Feng arrived, Zhao Hui was already by the window, wearing a moon-white long robe, brewing a pot of tea. He was leisurely and unhurried, and his posture was quite elegant, without a single flaw.

"Please have a seat, Dr. Ye." Zhao Hui looked at him and greeted him with a smile. His posture was impeccable.

Ye Feng didn't stand on ceremony, sitting down casually and slowly saying, "Young Master Zhao, you've gone through all that trouble, buying things and bullying the weak, and after all that, you haven't gained anything. Now you want to open your heart to me?"

Zhao Hui didn't mind, poured him a cup of tea, and slowly said, "Winning or losing in the business world is just a little trick to me. I'm not happy when I win, and I'm not angry when I lose. Doctor Ye, I underestimate your abilities."

"So, I'm going to tell you something real."

Setting down the teapot, Zhao Hui's smiling eyes suddenly turned icy cold, and his words made Ye Feng's eyes narrow sharply.

"Has Dr. Ye's life-threatening crisis become increasingly serious lately? His cycles are getting shorter and shorter, and each adjustment is more difficult—at this rate, I'm afraid he won't last another six months?"

Ye Feng held the teacup calmly, but his other hand quietly clenched into a fist.

Even Lin Zhenshan was unaware of this; he had only revealed it to Lin Yuqing during his periodic attacks. How could Zhao Hui know such a secret?

"What are you going to say?" Ye Feng's eyes sharpened.

"I'll tell you!" Zhao Hui leaned forward, speaking softly, "Your tribulation can be suppressed by that Lin family girl's True Yin, but to completely resolve it, you need to find that matter at 'Nirvana Mountain,' something even your master dares not mention."

"And the key to this matter," Zhao Hui said confidently, "is in my hands!"

Ye Feng swallowed hard.

It has to be said that Zhao Hui's move hit Ye Feng where it hurt.

The calamity has intensified, but how can it be eradicated? It's still a death warrant hanging over his head! And the "Nirvana Mountain incident" mentioned by Zhao Hui is clearly the key to solving all the mysteries! Even if there's only a ten percent truth to it, it's already the greatest temptation for someone like him who's been driven to a dead end by this calamity!

Zhao Hui, your prediction was spot on!

"Why did your master pass through Dongyang twenty years ago and save Madam Zhao?"

Why was the Li family patriarch so terrified upon hearing the words "Nirvana Mountain"?

"What exactly happened to your rare 'paranormal' constitution, and this fatal calamity?"

Each sentence, like a hook, precisely pierced the deepest fog surrounding Ye Feng: "Dr. Ye, do you want to know?"

"I can tell you!"

"And the price?" Ye Feng sneered. "You should know that nothing in this world is given away for free, especially not to people like this."

"It's very simple." Zhao Hui smiled, revealing a grin. "You'll be at my disposal. Ye Feng's medical and martial arts skills, and your sect's extensive network of connections—all of it will belong to me! I guarantee you'll survive this ordeal, and afterwards, you'll enjoy wealth, power, and glory—you can have whatever you want. That's the price!"

They lure people in with promises and threaten them with their lives!

Ye Feng fell silent, then suddenly smiled.

"Young Master Zhao, you played your trump card well!" Ye Feng slowly took a sip of water. "What a pity!"

"What's wrong?"

"I, Ye Feng, have a life to give," Ye Feng put down the water, his eyes fixed on him, his roguish demeanor chilling to the bone. "I've never been someone's bargaining chip. This death or this whole affair, I'll either overcome it myself inch by inch, or I'll entrust the person I care about to a vermin who poisons and feeds even his own people!"

For the first time, the smile on Zhao Hui's face faded considerably.

"You'll regret this!"

"Whether you regret it or not, I'll take matters into my own hands and destroy this whole scheme, then we can talk."

He got up and left the room, but turned back as he reached the doorway. "By the way, thank you for telling me."

"Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for telling me," Ye Feng smiled wryly, "The answer to curing this fatal calamity really lies in 'Nirvana Mountain.' I can walk out of there myself."

"Hmm!" Behind him, Zhao Hui picked up a cup of tea and took two sips.

As he watched the disappearing figure, the warmth and gentleness on his face gradually faded.

All that remained was a chilling coldness!

"They don't know what's good for them!" Zhao Hui muttered to himself. "Trying to refuse a toast only to suffer the consequences?"

"Then I'll have no choice but to force my way in," Zhao Hui said through gritted teeth. "Let him see what I'm capable of! What does it feel like to be crushed by Mount Tai? I'll let him experience it today."

Go back, back to Dongyang...

With a loud "boom".

The sun was already setting.

Lin Yuqing had been waiting outside the door. Seeing that Ye Feng had returned home unharmed and seemed to be alright, she finally felt relieved.

After Ye Feng recounted Tingyuxuan's words verbatim, her expression became extremely serious.

"He knew everything? He even deepened the 'death calamity' surrounding me... Just how dense is the web behind Zhao Hui?"

"He has a very deep understanding of everything. He knows everything about my teacher's family background, including old accounts from twenty years ago, without missing a single detail!" Ye Feng said.

At this point, Ye Feng's eyes showed no hesitation. "But that's precisely why I won't buy into his act! What is it that someone would use 'curing death' as ​​bait and treat life as a bargaining chip to feed me?"

It's something even more terrifying than death itself!

"Then, what is the path to curing the 'Death Calamity'?" Lin Yuqing asked anxiously.

"If you can't help me, I'll find a way myself!" Ye Feng looked at the distant "Nirvana Mountain," his eyes deep and resolute. "Once I've resolved the matter with 'Dongyang,' I'll go up the mountain and personally dig out that 'old debt of Nirvana Mountain' that my master has kept hidden for over twenty years!"

"But before that..." His eyes turned ferocious, "I want to see if this kid really dares to go head-to-head and fight me to the death!"

Who is Zhao Hui?

In his eyes, he was someone who used "eradicating the death curse" as bait and human lives as bargaining chips! So what he was given was not an "antidote" but another kind of "death curse," a more vicious dose of poison!

"Then let's play one more round! Does he think he can do anything to me, Ye Feng, on this land?"

"I'm still too green? Bah!" Ye Feng's face was roguish yet carried a terrifying sharpness. "He wouldn't dare do that."

Night falls.

A more brutal, direct war is quietly unfolding.

Dongyang City!

A fierce, face-to-face battle, even more brutal than any business competition, is quietly unfolding.