Chapter 501 - 500: The Beast Race Arrives

Ye Feng pointed at the Grand Elder and his men, saying calmly,

"You, you, you, and you. Come at me all at once. I'm still waiting to heal Ling'Er, and I have no time to waste on you here!"

Standing nearby, Old Wei stared at Ye Feng, completely dumbfounded. 'How is this guy's bragging getting more and more outrageous?!'

The Fourth Elder on the opposing side looked at Ye Feng and laughed in fury.

"What an arrogant little shit! To think you'd challenge the seven of us. Let me tell you, you're not worthy! You're just an insect I can kill with a single strike. Die right here!"

With that, his body shot forward like a bolt of lightning, appearing before Ye Feng in an instant. Raising his saber with both hands, he brought it down in a vicious chop aimed at Ye Feng's head.

"Watch out!" Qiao Ling'Er shrieked from the side.

The Sixth Elder, standing behind the group, sneered. "'Watch out?' Heh. No amount of caution can save him from a brutal death right here. A snot-nosed brat who knows a bit of medicine actually dares to challenge us? He's not worthy! This one strike is enough to send him to hell!"

The words had barely left his mouth when his pupils abruptly contracted. He watched in astonishment as, before the Fourth Elder's saber could even touch Ye Feng, Ye Feng's right foot shot up and slammed directly into his lower abdomen.

With a sickening THUD, followed by a bloodcurdling scream, he watched as Ye Feng's kick actually ruptured the Fourth Elder's abdomen.

The Fourth Elder's body collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, twitched for a moment, then went completely still.

"Ah…!" The crowd behind them gasped in shock.

They never imagined Ye Feng could be this terrifying.

The Grand Elder's face turned ashen. He gritted his teeth and spat, "He's tougher than he looks! All of you, attack together!"

The men behind him roared in agreement and charged toward Ye Feng with the Grand Elder.

Ye Feng chuckled. "You should have just done this from the start!"

As he spoke, he abruptly raised his right hand, and a palm several dozen feet wide materialized in the air.

Ye Feng flipped his right hand over and ruthlessly brought it down.

The giant, spirit-like palm descended with the force of a thunderbolt, crashing down directly on top of the elders' heads.

An earth-shattering BOOM rang out. A massive crater, dozens of feet wide, had been blasted into the ground. Dust and debris filled the air, sending sand and stones flying.

When the dust finally settled, everyone stared into the massive crater. It was filled with a pool of blood, but there was no sign of the elders.

Ye Feng had smashed the elders into nothing but a bloody pulp.

Old Wei stared at Ye Feng, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

'Those were seven elders! Terrifying masters at the Tier Eight Daoist Saint level! That was a terrifying force that even Qiao Dongliang couldn't handle! And yet, they couldn't even take a single one of Ye Feng's moves before being utterly annihilated?'

'How is this Ye Feng so terrifying?'

It took him a long moment to snap out of it. He looked at Ye Feng and cried out in astonishment, "Ye Feng, you… you're a doctor, aren't you?"

From behind them, Ye Lingtian said with a wide grin, "He is! But that doesn't stop him from being a martial arts master, too!"

Nearby, Qiao Dongliang placed a hand on Ye Feng's shoulder and burst out laughing. "The younger generation is truly formidable! Truly formidable! Haha!"

At that moment, someone on the city wall hurried down, lowered the drawbridge, and opened the gates.

Qiao Dongliang, Ye Feng, and the others entered the city and quickly returned to the residence.

Qiao Ling'Er's brow was tightly furrowed; she was clearly enduring immense pain.

Ye Feng had Old Wei bring over the remaining medicinal herbs and began to brew them himself.

Half an hour later, the medicinal soup was ready. Mu Qingyun took the bowl and personally helped Qiao Ling'Er drink it.

Ye Feng had Old Wei fetch a few more medicinal ingredients, which he mixed with the three herbs and continued to brew.

Ten-odd minutes later, Qiao Ling'Er's condition had completely stabilized, and her complexion returned to normal.

Qiao Dongliang watched the busy Ye Feng and laughed heartily. "God-like medical skills and profound cultivation… he truly is a dragon among men!"

He looked at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with unconcealed admiration.

Ye Lingtian could see what was on Qiao Dongliang's mind. He spoke with a knowing smile,

"Patriarch, what do you say we become in-laws?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Dongliang nodded excitedly. "Ah, Old Sir, that's exactly what I was thinking! Why don't we hold the wedding ceremony for the two of them tonight? Is that doable?"

Ye Feng staggered and nearly fell to the ground.

'Is Grandpa this desperate to marry me off?'

He looked at Ye Lingtian and cried out in flustered anger, "Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about? Aren't you embarrassing Miss Ling'Er?"

But the words had just left his mouth when he heard Qiao Ling'Er say shyly from the side, "I will leave everything to my father's arrangement!"

Ye Feng froze on the spot.

Qiao Dongliang roared with laughter. "Well, that settles it! That settles it! Old Wei, go and make the arrangements immediately. Tonight, I will hold a wedding ceremony for Ling'Er and Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng's face darkened. 'How did things escalate to a wedding ceremony already?'

He was just about to object when someone burst in frantically, their face pale as they looked at Qiao Dongliang. "Patriarch, this is terrible! A large force from the Beast Race has arrived at the eastern gate! They're demanding by name that you and Ye Feng go out to meet them. Otherwise, they'll storm the city and slaughter everyone, leaving no one, not even a chicken or dog, alive!"

Qiao Dongliang's face paled. "They're here. The Beast Race… they've come after all."