150: Is Medicine King Valley a den of poison?

If any members of the Western upper class were present, they would certainly recognize this woman as a bigshot of Hades Hall and one of the major figures among the overseas people of the Dragon Country.

She controlled numerous dealings in arms, casinos, and more; half of Hades Hall's capital flow was under her sole control.

She walked slowly toward the old man and bowed respectfully. "Old Hades!"

The old man was none other than Mo Bozhu, the genius who had once stirred up storms in the Dragon Country.

"Have you come here because something major has happened?" Mo Bozhu asked, recalling the sensation he had just felt.

For all these years, he had spent every day cultivating in the deep sea, solely to temper his physical body and True Qi in pursuit of taking that unreachable step.

Precisely because this place was remote and quiet enough, he could forgo managing Hades Hall and focus his entire mind on the Martial Arts, prompting his True Qi to gradually merge with the worldly essence to reach the Path to Divinity.

The woman before him, Snow Princess, was his only contact with Hades Hall; she would not disturb him unless it was absolutely necessary.

One must know that even his two disciples, Han Junxian and Qi Xiu, did not know of this place.

It could be said that Snow Princess was practically half a disciple to him.

"Old Hades, the King of Hades is dead," Snow Princess said with her head bowed.

The old man's expression jolted. "Qi Xiu is dead?"

"Was he killed by someone with even greater destiny?" Mo Bozhu didn't dare to think about it, nor did he want to dwell on it further.

He and Qi Xiu did not have a normal master-disciple relationship; a certain bigshot had completely forced this orphan upon him.

It was said that Qi Xiu's destiny was so flourishing that he could lead Hades Hall to prosperity.

At the same time, it was also related to a grand game of chess.

"The one who killed the King of Hades is the Young Grandmaster, the King of the East Sea!" Snow Princess continued.

Upon hearing 'Young Grandmaster,' Mo Bozhu finally showed some interest.

"That person killed Han Junxian at the Donghai Grand Competition and seized the title of King of the East Sea in one fell swoop." Seeing that Mo Bozhu wasn't enraged but was listening patiently instead, Snow Princess spoke more.

"Later, the King of Hades developed a grudge against him over a woman and went to Zhongzhou to ambush him, ultimately dying at his hands." Snow Princess hesitated as she thought of the hard-to-believe events that followed.

"According to the Qianji Pavilion, the King of the East Sea has already broken through to Grandmaster and killed multiple Grandmasters in one go. Even the Grandmaster Elder from the Blood Jade Temple, whom the King of Hades invited using your connections, died among them."

"A Grandmaster at such a young age?" Mo Bozhu was no longer calm this time; instead, he was somewhat excited.

Nine years ago, he was invincible among those of the same rank as a Grandmaster, able to fight several peers without falling into a disadvantage.

Now, he could actually kill several Grandmasters, and he even had the confidence to fight an eighth-rank expert.

Hearing that such a monster had appeared in the Dragon Country, he was naturally excited.

"Hahahaha..." Mo Bozhu laughed loudly and casually struck out a palm toward the vast sea.

Boom!

It kicked up terrifying, massive waves.

"Old Hades?"

"It is nothing." Mo Bozhu's expression returned to normal, but his eyes were bright, as if glowing with hope.

"Even the me of back then could not have achieved such a feat."

Snow Princess was pale with shock; she hadn't expected that even a legendary figure like Old Hades would admit his past self was inferior to the current King of the East Sea.

"An ordinary Grandmaster takes quite some effort to kill a Master, and killing a Grandmaster is as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

It is easy to defeat a Grandmaster, but hard to kill one."

As he spoke, the sharpness Mo Bozhu had hidden for years was revealed, like a proud mountain peak piercing the clouds, or like the midday sun that one cannot look at directly.

"The me of back then was inferior to him, but the me of today is second to none."

As Mo Bozhu spoke, he kicked off the ground, pulling Snow Princess along as he walked through the air.

With a thunderous crash, the small island centered around where he had just stood began to vibrate, and the surrounding seawater churned.

The seagulls sensed something and didn't dare to linger.

Before Snow Princess could even process her shock, Mo Bozhu gathered True Qi in his palm, transforming it into a most solid, heaven-shaking giant palm that smashed the small island into the seabed.

Snow Princess's admiration for such god-like methods was beyond words.

Was this kind of feat truly something a martial artist could achieve?

Mo Bozhu placed Snow Princess back onto the helicopter and then stood with his hands behind his back, covering hundreds of meters in a single step as he walked through the sky.

In the void, he watched the small island he had lived on for ten years being destroyed by his own hand, his voice carrying from afar: "Ten years ago, I created this island to seek and practice martial arts.

Ten years later, I destroy this island with a single palm, for I can now hold the world in my hand.

Why would I need martial techniques to kill a Grandmaster?"

"Let's go. To the Dragon Country, to challenge the King of the East Sea!"

...Nanquan City.

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The crisis had not yet arrived.

"Young Master Ling, Master Ling, it's not appropriate to bring your little girlfriend along. Be careful she doesn't get shaken to death by the aftershocks." Han Xintian spoke with cold sarcasm.

She was feeling quite aggrieved; in the Medicine King Valley, she was treated as a personal disciple, yet in Ling Xian's hands, her dignity was being trampled upon.

Although she had no shackles on her hands or feet and could move easily—and even had a Defensive Artifact on her person—she didn't have the slightest thought of escaping when faced with a terrifying monster like Ling Xian.

Elder Shen was also a Warlock and possessed a Defensive Artifact, yet he was killed before he even had the chance to activate it.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you're a mute!" Lu Xiyue glared, also frustrated that she was just an ordinary person.

"Don't tell me you want to be Young Master Ling's little mistress?" Han Xintian didn't dare look directly at Ling Xian, so she turned her head and specifically targeted Lu Xiyue.

Lu Xiyue was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on; her face flushed red with anxiety.

"Enough nonsense. Where exactly is the Medicine King Valley in Nanquan City?" Ling Xian had no time for chatter. He had been too tired lately and wanted to rest for a few days after dealing with the Medicine King Valley.

"Who told you the Medicine King Valley was in Nanquan City?" Han Xintian laughed.

"Isn't that the consensus in the Martial Arts World?" Ling San asked in confusion.

"Sister, just because it's the consensus doesn't mean it's true," Han Xintian explained.

"Nanquan City has no mountains; it's all plains."

"Medicine King Valley—as a valley, it naturally needs to have mountains and a valley."

"Nanquan is just a front for our Medicine King Valley. After all, the medicinal herb market here is booming, so no one suspects anything."

"As for the real Medicine King Valley, it's in the Southern Border."

"Your Medicine King Valley is in a den of poisons?" Ling Xian's head was buzzing.

The original plot provided by the illusion dream was too unreliable; it didn't even clearly state where the Medicine King Valley was.

"What den of poisons? That place is a paradise, okay? Let me ask you, where else besides the Southern Border has more medicinal herbs than Nanquan, of better quality, and can nurture thousand-year precious medicine?" Han Xintian said crossly.

Who would like their own sect being called a den of poisons?

This was also one of the reasons why the Medicine King Valley didn't disclose that they were in the Southern Border.

The Southern Border had always been the territory of the Gu Sect and the Poison Sect.