Chapter 125: Do Not Be Arrogant Before Me

Ling Xiao’s expression was cold. With his hands clasped behind his back, he strode forward toward the exit.

"Lead the way. I want to see this sect for myself!"

"Yes, sir!"

The disciple hurried to keep up. Gu Mingyan called out from behind him, "Hey! Ling Xiao, why do you need to handle something like this personally? Just let your subordinates do it."

"Once I’ve dealt with this matter, I’ll head straight back to Jiangzhou."

Gu Mingyan could not help but sigh. "Sigh! Off to see your little lover again! When will you ever look at me? It’s a waste of such a perfect figure and face."

As she spoke, a middle-aged figure walked in from the side hall. Gu Mingyan immediately bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Valley Master!"

The Valley Master nodded. "That little brat has left again? Why didn't he wait for me?"

Gu Mingyan was caught between laughter and tears. "He has always come and gone as he pleases. Who could possibly hold him back?"

"Never mind, let him go. He is young and full of vigor; he could never sit still."

Gu Mingyan fell silent for a moment before saying, "Valley Master, I have a question. Given the Young Master’s strength, if he were to further develop the Ghost Valley’s War God Hall, he should have the power to confront the Hua family. Why go through the trouble of competing for the title of Alliance Leader?"

The Valley Master glanced at her indifferently. "What? You, the 'Wise One' of Ghost Valley, are starting to get confused?"

"Even if Ling Xiao grows strong enough to deal with the Hua family, he cannot just wipe them out and be done with it."

"Besides, if he has no name or standing, even with his great strength, his actions would invite jealousy. The Hua family could easily find other helpers, such as the Dragon Group or other influential families! But if Ling Xiao becomes the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, those who wish to aid the Hua family would have to think twice."

"However, he doesn't want to dominate the martial arts world just to settle a score with the Hua family! His vision is far-reaching; no one knows where his ambitions truly lie."

"Perhaps the whole world."

"Perhaps... even the entire universe, for all we know!"

...

Meanwhile, Ling Xiao did not lead an army. Accompanied only by that disciple, he left Ghost Valley and headed quickly into the wilderness.

The two moved through the forest at a pace that was no slower than a car. After traveling for several hundred miles, Ling Xiao gradually slowed his pace.

The disciple couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, why have you stopped?"

Ling Xiao gave him a faint glance. "We are so far from Ghost Valley now. How much longer do you plan to keep up the act?"

The man was slightly startled, then sneered. "I never imagined you would see through me! When did you realize it?"

Ling Xiao plucked a green leaf and toyed with it, his expression indifferent. "The moment you entered Ghost Valley."

"That’s impossible! No one could have identified me at first glance!"

Ling Xiao replied coolly, "Among Ghost Valley disciples, aside from Ning Xuanyuan and those idiots in the Medical God Hall, no one dares look at me with anything but reverence. Only you, while kneeling, actually dared to steal a glance!"

The man paused, then gave a bitter laugh. "I didn't think that single glance would give me away! But how could you be sure I wasn't a disciple? What if I simply admired you and wanted a look?"

"There have been others who dared to be disrespectful. But after they received a proper lesson, no one in Ghost Valley dared to show me disrespect again."

"You really are a ruthless man! No wonder Ning Xuanyuan was completely under your thumb and eventually died at your hands!"

"Enough with the nonsense. Tell me, who sent you?"

The man tore off the mask on his face—it was bloody and still steaming! The mask he wore was human skin, likely the face of a Ghost Valley disciple.

"My apologies. I was entrusted by the elder of the Ning family to take the life of the Ghost Valley’s Young Master!"

"Just you alone?"

"Of course not!"

The man smiled arrogantly and clapped his hands. Several imposing figures quickly gathered from the surrounding dense forest.

Ling Xiao swept his gaze over them. "Eleven Martial Sovereigns of the First Realm. The Ning family is certainly generous! But don't you feel it’s beneath your dignity to be lapdogs for a mere family like the Nings?"

"Heh heh heh... Ning Xuanyuan was the hall master of your Medical God Hall. The medicinal pills in his possession are top-tier wealth—enough to rival the treasury of a nation! As the saying goes, money can move the gods. If the Ning family can afford such pills, we would work for them even if we were Martial Emperors! Heh heh..."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, "If you truly were Martial Emperors, you would never work for the Ning family."

"Why?"

"Because Martial Emperors no longer need pills!"

As he spoke, Ling Xiao flicked his wrist. Several green leaves shot from his hand, turning into green flashes of light that whipped through the air like boomerangs.

"Oh no!"

"Run! He might be a Martial Emperor!"

But before the words could even finish, the eleven figures suddenly froze in place.

As a gentle breeze swept through the forest, all eleven fell to the ground simultaneously. A tiny hole appeared in the chest of each, with blood quickly seeping out.

Ling Xiao retracted his hand, clasped it behind his back, and gazed at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, looking slightly bored.

"When will I get to kill a couple of Martial Emperors for fun? Fighting these ants all day is so tiresome."

As he spoke, the air rippled and Feng Wu appeared, kneeling before Ling Xiao.

"Young Master. We found over a hundred million Qi-Enhancing Pills in the Ning residence, along with ten million other top-grade pills."

Ling Xiao let out a long breath, looking somewhat weary. "Transport all the pills back to Ghost Valley and guard them strictly. As for the Ning family, feed them to the wolves."

"Yes, sir!"

After Feng Wu finished her report, Ling Xiao tapped the ground and vanished in an instant.

This feat made Feng Wu burn with envy. But when she saw the eleven corpses on the ground, she couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Eleven Martial Sovereigns, handled like ants by Ling Xiao and killed in a single strike! What kind of god-defying power was this?

...

By the afternoon, Ling Xiao had returned to Jiangzhou. Since Yiren had not yet finished work, Ling Xiao returned to the clinic first.

Two Phantom cars were already parked at the entrance. Seeing Ling Xiao approach, two figures quickly stepped out of the cars.

"Excuse me, are you the miracle doctor, Ling?"

Ling Xiao glanced at them indifferently. They were two more women, both of top-tier beauty.

But Ling Xiao felt a sense of annoyance. Beautiful women were often foolish and troublesome!

"I am not!"

Ling Xiao gave a direct refusal, but the two women didn't believe him at all. They stepped directly in his path, blocking his way.

"You are the miracle doctor, Ling! I've heard about you—you don't like trouble, and you have a cold temperament."