"Whatever I do is none of your business." Frank snorted.He could not care less about Ferdy. Not only was he lacking as a doctor, but his only concern was also money and his own vanity—there was no virtue of a traditional Draconian healer in him at all."You have a problem with me?" Ferdy scowled, seeing that Frank remained ever pompous."Calm down, Ferdy. He's not worth it." Jim quickly tried to smooth things over just as they were about to get out of hand again.This was his family's business, and any trouble here reflected badly on them."I'd be straightening you out if not for Jim." Ferdy pointed at Frank as he snapped, his fingers almost touching Frank's face. "Do you really think you're tough? Strutting around when you don't even have a medical license?"Frank still ignored him, standing impassively with his eyes fixed on the front entrance, as if waiting."Whatever." Seeing that Frank remained unresponsive, Abel sighed and said, "I'll be waiting inside, Mr. Lawrence."
Ferdy soon dismissed the idea that he might have made a mistake.He definitely did not make a mistake—the woman's daughter had a cold."Fine!" He sneered, nodding at Frank and taking up his bet.Though he had nothing else to say anyway, he hurried back to his office, somehow feeling a little guilty…-After Ferdy left, Jim said, "I can see that you're right about Ferdy prescribing expensive medicine to patients who don't really need it. We will deal with it accordingly."Pausing, he then asked, "Why do you insist that the girl has a heat condition? Even my grandfather couldn't tell.""Of course he couldn't." Frank kept his eyes on the entrance, his tone flat as he spoke. "The female physique is inherently cooler. But since it's her lungs that are inflamed, and the fact that she's born flat-footed is a combination of coincidences that makes it look like a common cold.""Flat-footed?"Jim was left musing for a while, but he had not the faintest idea what flat-footedness had to
"Buzz off." Frank slapped Ferdy across the face right then and sent him flying.Jim watched as the almost six-foot Ferdy shot six meters away and crashed into his own desk, breaking it."Impossible…" Ferdy mumbled repeatedly even as he collapsed on the floor."Sir, please… save my daughter…" Brenda was still begging repeatedly."Don't worry," Frank assured her. "She'll be fine with me around."He began inserting the needles into the acupoints around Ava's belly, and then took out a golden pill which he fed into Ava's mouth.Jim somehow found the pill familiar. "Mr. Lawrence? What's that?""An Ichor Pill," Frank replied calmly without looking up.However, the name alone left Jim freezing up in shock. "What? An Ichor Pill? For real?! And you just gave it off to some little girl?""Some little girl?"Frank looked up, snorting even as he leveled a look of annoyance at Jim even as he suffered a breakdown. "It's my pill, and I can feed it to whomever I like. Or do I need your permi
Ferdy could not even crawl over to Frank and beg!At the same time, Frank infused an iota of his pure vigor into Ava's chest and belly to stimulate her internal organs."Blargh!" She suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood.While Brenda's face paled at the sight, Frank assured her, "Don't worry, she's fine."Soon, Ava stirred."Oh, my baby! You gave me such a scare!" Brenda exclaimed with tears of joy and held Ava firmly in her arms as she thanked Frank repeatedly. "Thank you so much… That quack doctor would have killed my dear Ava if not for you."Jim stood as he watched Brenda rummaging through her purse, his cheeks stiffening.Each Ichor Pill was priceless. If one had to rate its value, it would be ten million dollars… and that was the lower estimation.While Jim was left troubled, Frank smiled, shaking his head. "My consultation fee is not exactly cheap.""T-Then… How much is it?" Brenda stopped rummaging her purse, obviously not a rich person. "Ten million dollars,"
Frank soon arrived at the back and stepped inside a detached house to meet the patient from an illustrious family.He soon saw that the patient—who was sipping tea leisurely at the guest room—was a familiar face."It's really been a while, Mr. Lawrence." Gus Zeller nodded in greeting.The man was with Willy Sorano when they attacked the Southstream Lanes, and he was now stroking his beard while smiling at Frank. "I'm surprised you've come all this way to Morhen. May I ask what the purpose of your trip is?"Though his attitude was a stark contrast to when they first met, Frank shook his head. "Just a little personal errand."Then, turning toward Abel, Frank asked quietly, "Could this be the patient you mentioned?"Yes." Abel nodded and smiled, seeing that they were already acquainted. "I guess this is what they call fate. "Frank said nothing—he actually had a bad impression of Gus since he was a member of the Sorano family.Both the sons of the Soranos' leader, be it Hubert Sor
Gus laughed. "Haha. I definitely wouldn't lie to you, Mr. Lawrence."Suddenly, Frank found Gus' attitude toward him weird. After all, Gus should be on the Soranos' side and therefore hostile toward Frank. After all, half the reason Zam Sorano was killed was because of Frank. And yet, Gus was not showing any enmity toward Frank now—if anything, he was exceedingly polite, even kind, as if he were just an ordinary younger man."How did you sustain your injury, Mr. Zeller?" he asked nonetheless.Gus smiled. He could tell that Frank's question was clearly loaded and simply admitted, "I was ambushed one night, leaving my organs and meridian nexus in pieces. Thankfully, someone saved me from the ruins." "Someone saved you?" Frank repeated softly."Yes." Gus' gaze turned distant in recollection. "It was a young girl… a kind one. She fed me a golden pill that saved my life, even helping me improve to Ascendant rank."Pausing, he chuckled. "While my life and cultivation was saved, I was
"I see."Frank finally understood how Ciaran survived the siege of Mystic Sky Sect thanks to Gus' tale—Gus himself protected her.But in the end, Ciaran fled abroad and learned the insect hex techniques of Talnam, which now appeared to be caused by trauma.It left him hesitant too—what if Gus found out that the infamous South Sea Crow was that kind girl who saved his life? What would he think?"Like I said, I owe Mystic Sky Sect my life." Gus sighed. "It's a debt I can never pay."Frank waited for a moment before speaking quietly, "It seems that you have seen through me. I must also thank you for not telling anyone, since no one in Morhen seems aware."Gus smiled and raised a palm. "It's really nothing."Frank's gaze turned milder too. "Though we stand apart, I'll treat you to escorting my fellow apprentice to safety. But if we have to fight again… Don't expect me to hold back."Gus chuckled bitterly in turn. "You're really merciless, Mr. Lawrence."Frank shrugged. "Anyway, I'
Abel stopped Frank, smiling confidently. "This is Morhen, Mr. Lawrence, and I've been working here in Morhen for decades. I can't promise you that I can get you anything amazing, but decades and even centuries old natural wonders are not a problem at all. Just leave it to me!"If anything, Abel and Jim were hesitant because Frank's request was too simple, leaving them at a loss. After all, they were ready for Frank to demand something outrageous."Good." Frank nodded, agreeing to the offer and feeling assured.As he left, Abel watched him and sighed in relief, smiling. "He's as noble as he is generous…""Yeah." Jim nodded but soon turned worriedly toward his grandfather with a frown. "What about the Soranos, Gramps?"Abel laughed exasperatedly. "Don't think I can't see through your schemes, brat. That's why you wanted Mr. Lawrence to list his name with us, didn't you?"Turning and giving Jim a solemn look, he said, "I know. The Soranos are pulling all stops to get involved in the
Frank snorted. "Alright, I'm hanging up. I'm getting started over here soon.""Yeah. Good luck," Jouri replied.Hanging up, Frank looked up at the waterfall overhead, and then at Skyler, who was standing beside him. "So? Is it time yet?""Almost… Now!" Skyler's eyes were glowing even as she stared at her watch."Alright."Frank looked up just as the skies abruptly darkened. "Ah, there it is—the eclipse."The sun seemed to disappear, and the world was suddenly shrouded in darknesses.And beside him, a stone door imbued with the power of the spiritron vein also rumbled as it parted."Got it!" Frank rushed inside without another word as soon as he saw it."Hmph. I'm surprised that you could reach this place." A cold, wrathful voice resounded inside even before Frank got a hold of his surroundings.Looking up, Frank found a youth in a black cossack and sporting grey-white hair, standing upon a cliff as he looked down on him.Frank chuckled. "Hehe. Like I said, I've come to kill
Frank narrowed his eyes. "Is that so?'Crane shrugged. "I don't mind giving it to you straight—members of Torrent are actually… Ahem. A part of Torrent himself."Frank paused. "What's that supposed to mean?""You don't get it, do you?" Crane grinned. "Then let me put it to you this way—every member is a clone of Torrent.""A clone?" Frank gasped in realization."Yes," Crane nodded. "That's why I believe that challenging Crane is just suicide. You have no idea how powerful he is—only death awaits you down that path."Frank smirked. "Oh, but I don't think so."Crane rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever—now listen closely. You will find Torrent in the Mystic Trail, but you would only find that place when the sun and moon coincide, and the entrance is beneath the waterfall south of Horton."As he finished, he snorted coldly. "I have no idea if you can actually do it, but I'm hoping you do kill him… Heh. I'm getting tired of being stuck under his control for so long."Then, waving off
Frank abruptly turned, immediately noticing one of the Cranes crouching, ready to spring forward and blindside him."Got you!" He laughed."Hah! You fell for it!"Just as Frank swung a punch to pulverize that Crane, he suddenly burst into pus that splashed at Frank's face."Damn it!" Frank took a step back, surprised that the clone's presence was identical to the real Crane, and a trap on top of that!"Die!"The Cranes around him each whipped out a dagger, all of them stabbing at Frank at the same time."Get off!" Frank bellowed, unleashing a shockwave that sent all the Cranes flying across all directions."Frank! Above you!" Skyler suddenly shrieked."Yes! I'm right here!" A strange laughter sounded above Frank just as he wiped the pus off his face.Crane was suddenly directly above him, launching an aerial kick straight at Frank's head, and Frank had no time to dodge!"Die!" Crane's smile curled into a twisted angle as he saw that too.He was very confident with this kick
"Disgusting…" Skyler murmured through her hand.Despite being skinned and scalped, the women were all still alive and singing to the music that was playing despite their anguish."Talk about a terrible fetish."Frank was scowling too—why were all the members of Torrent such sick deviants? It seemed like his plan to wipe them out was absolutely correct!"So, you killed my clone?"The lanky man on the couch slowly turned to level his bloodshot eyes at Frank.His lips were wet with bed as they curled upward into an eerie smile."Clone?" Frank narrowed his eyes."Hehe. It's a sage art."Crane shrugged as he stood up and wiped the blood off his lips. "It's only natural that you don't understand… Still, you deserve praise. If you can kill my clone, that means you're not just slightly stronger than Ghost."Naturally, the man was none other than the real Crane.Still, as Skyler studied him from a corner, even she could notice the strange twitch of his fingers, and his veins were pro
Even as Crane ran, he was looking over his shoulder, his heart pounding. "No… I won't win in a one-on-one!"No, as long as I get back to my real body… we can do this together!" He frowned, having seen how Frank sliced off the pinkies of those hood rats. It hence quickly dawned on him that Frank was not just slightly stronger than Ghost, as Torrent had put it!"Almost there!" He gasped when he saw the signboard of Pegasus Showtown in the distance. "As long as I get there and rendezvous with my real body, that brat will lose—"That was when he turned and saw that a shadow had caught up with impossible speed."What?!" Crane's eyes almost popped out in bewilderment. "What speed is that?! Are you kidding—"Even as he spotted the shadow, the shadow turned into a youth with an impassive visage.His fist outstretched, he was clearly punching toward Crane's forehead!"Argh…"Even as Crane looked on, the youth's punch slowed down by tenfold, but his fist kept closing in.Then, whe
Seeing Skyler sigh, the tattooed thug presumed that his extortion worked.He strode up, grabbing Frank's shoulder. "No one's gonna help you, boy. Pay up, or you're not leaving.""Exactly! You're not getting away!" the crowd of hood rats hollered. "Last chance."Frank's eyes were cold and fixed on Dani, however. "Are you going to intervene? If you do, you can keep that check. If you don't…""Ugh. Fuck off! I don't care!" Dani spat, her expression smug as she folded her arms before her chest. "Who do you think you are to threaten me?!""Exactly! Pay up, and you can leave!""Yeah! Ten grand, at least!""You probably don't know my boss Wyvern, but when he's here, you won't get away with just ten grand!"Even as the crowd closed in, Frank shook his head. "Well, you had your chance. Don't blame me for what happens next.""You're giving us a chance?! Hah! Who—argh!"Even before Dani could finish gloating, Frank was suddenly in front of her, grabbing her viciously by the wrist."Arg
"Five grand?! Did you hear that?! He just threw five grand!""Must be a rich kid coming here for a secret rendezvous, out of prying eyes? Those types are the easiest mark!""Fuck! And Dani got one of us… It hurts me more than losing at the races!"Frank could hear the buzz around him but ignored it as he strode past the men flanking him and headed toward the street that stank of blood."Stop!" A big tattooed man grinned sinisterly as he intercepted Frank.As his buddies encircled Frank as well, Frank snorted—it seemed that they took his reaction for a sign of weakness and thought that he could be cowed.The tattooed man rubbed his chin as he leered at Skyler's voluptuous figure, chuckling. "Look, boy. I'm short on cash, so let me take a loan. I'll pay you back some other day, how about that?"His friend laughed. "Exactly! You just gave Dani five grand, and we won't ask for more… just four, how about that?"Skyler scowled in turn and glanced worriedly at Frank beside her—was he
Frank himself had just stepped out of the nightclub when his eyes narrowed."Blood," he murmured, his nostrils twitching."Blood?"Skyler sniffed the air, puzzled. "I can't smell it.""It's from the opposite street… I smell the blood of over a dozen people.""A dozen?!" Skyler did a double take.He could identify the number of people who were killed?! That was just ridiculous!"Come on, let's take a look."Just as Frank led the way toward the source of the stench, a woman suddenly came up, catching Frank off guard and throwing herself into his arms."Hmmm?" He looked down to see that she had thick makeup, average looks, and a rather pudgy belly."Argh! He touched me!" she pointed at Frank and shrieked even before he realized what was happening."What?!" Skyler was staring at the woman too, mystified."Oh, sister! You just didn't see it!"The woman kept hollering, pointing at Frank's face. "Your boyfriend grabbed my ass! Is that how you teach him manners?!""Teach him ma
Wyvern screamed even as he clutched the stump that was his hand, screaming so shrilly one might mistake his voice as inhuman."Oh, just shut up." The lanky man glowered and launched a kick, reducing Wyvern into puddles of blood and pieces of innards, splattering all around the lobby. "Argh!!!" the devilish lady screamed as she watched the carnage unfolded."Another sound, and you'd end up just like him." The lanky man turned and frowned at her impatiently."Hngh…" The devilish lady promptly clasped a hand over her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes as she trembled."What the hell?!"Outside, Wyvern's lackeys heard the screams and ran inside, looking for him. "Hey, where's Wyvern?!"However, the lobby was too dimly lit for them to notice the blood and guts scattered around the walls, and they only sensed that terrible stench."Hngh…" The devilish lady was too scared to speak, and tears trickled out of her eyes."Fuck!"One of the lackeys strode up and seized the lanky man