Jiang Manying

Chapter 559 Soul Devouring Insects, The Pure Yang Medical Immortal's Spatial Ring?

Chen Jiuyang's expression stiffened slightly. The dean of Fengcheng Medical College, Wang Baishun, didn't even recognize him, a guest professor?

Alas.

Times change, and people change. He hadn't expected that the former dean of Fengcheng Medical College had been replaced.

Chen Jiuyang couldn't be bothered to argue with Wang Baishun.

He merely looked at an old man lying on the hospital bed. The old man's face was pale and ashen, his features contorted, and various instruments were attached to him.

Chen Jiuyang took one look and frowned slightly. "This is the work of soul-devouring insects."

There was an invisible and traceless poisonous insect within the old man's body, lying dormant and devouring the old man's life force.

"How could this ancient relic's venomous creature attack an ordinary person? Unless they've been somewhere they shouldn't have been."

"Although the Ganoderma lucidum in hand is weathered and incomplete, it contains spiritual energy. It can indeed sustain his life and prevent these soul-devouring insects from consuming his vitality."

Chen Jiuyang looked at Hong Meiya and said, "Madam Hong, I can treat your grandfather's illness, and it does require the Ganoderma lucidum I bid on."

Hong Meiya looked at Chen Jiuyang with surprise and joy. "Thank you, Mr. Chen."

"Hmph!" Wang Baishun sneered, "You're the one who bid on the Ganoderma lucidum? As long as that spiritually infused Ganoderma lucidum can be consumed, it will surely awaken Old Mr. Hong. This is what I diagnosed."

Chen Jiuyang chuckled and took out a few grams of Ganoderma lucidum fragments, handing them to Hong Meiya. "Boil it into a decoction and feed it to your grandfather."

Hong Meiya's face was full of gratitude. "Thank you, Mr. Chen. I will give you five hundred million."

Chen Jiuyang slowly said, "You don't need that much. Two hundred million is fine."

The entire Ganoderma lucidum was half the size of a person. A few grams wouldn't cost five hundred million. Wasn't this daylight robbery?

Chen Jiuyang wasn't short of money, especially not for treating someone.

Afterward, Chen Jiuyang also took the pulse of the Hong family elder and secretly suppressed the soul-devouring insects within his body.

The soul-devouring insects were sentient. As soon as they were suppressed, they became frightened and curled up into a ball, feigning death.

Chen Jiuyang chuckled and then took the soul-devouring insects away.

If these soul-devouring insects were cultivated properly, they could be useful.

Once the soul-devouring insects were removed and the decoction of Ganoderma lucidum was administered, the Hong family elder slowly awoke.

Hong Meiya cried tears of excitement. Chen Jiuyang took the two hundred million check and left.

After Chen Jiuyang left, Wang Baishun's expression was uncertain.

...

The soul-devouring insects were invisible and traceless, but the one he had suppressed seemed to be in its larval stage, unable to achieve true invisibility and leaving no trace.

If cultivated properly, it could be a powerful reconnaissance tool, and in critical moments, it could even harm others.

Not long after Chen Jiuyang left the Hong family villa, he was blocked by a group of people wearing Gu clan robes.

"It's the Gu clan."

Chen Jiuyang narrowed his eyes. Many of the incidents he had encountered in Fengcheng in the past involved the Gu clan.

A group of Gu clan cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage blocked him.

The leader of the Gu clan cultivators revealed his true face, stared at Chen Jiuyang with ill intent, and said coldly, "Kid, hand over the ancient Ganoderma lucidum, or we will make you experience a fate worse than death."

"Oh?" Chen Jiuyang showed a playful expression. "I'd like to experience a fate worse than death. Try it, then."

"Hmph! You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! Attack!"

The robes of these Gu clan Foundation Establishment stage cultivators billowed, and hundreds or thousands of Gu insects were released, charging towards Chen Jiuyang.

Each Gu insect emitted a foul, dark silver-black aura.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!!!"

As these Gu insects approached within a meter of Chen Jiuyang, they suddenly emitted sizzling sounds, as if encountering their natural predator, and burst into flames.

"How is this possible..."

The souls of these Gu clan Foundation Establishment stage cultivators were almost shaken out of them.

"We've kicked a steel plate. Escape!"

The leading Foundation Establishment stage cultivator's face turned pale, and he exclaimed, then his body moved to retreat quickly.

"Can you escape?"

Chen Jiuyang's expression was calm and indifferent. He slowly extended a finger, and a vast, terrifying aura instantly descended upon the scene, pinning these Gu clan Foundation Establishment stage cultivators to the ground, unable to move.

The leading Foundation Establishment stage cultivator looked at Chen Jiuyang with horror and quickly said, "I have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai! I beg senior to spare us!"

Chen Jiuyang's expression was indifferent, and he said lightly, "Dare to commit such a crime of murder for wealth in Ziyang City, and you still expect me to spare your lives?"

"Why did you target the Hong family?"

"Replying to senior, we only wanted to gain wealth and acquire some cultivation resources for ourselves."

As the words fell.

Hiss!

Chen Jiuyang lightly pressed his extended finger into the void.

These Gu clan Foundation Establishment stage cultivators' bodies immediately exploded and shattered, thus perishing.

Chen Jiuyang, who had reached the ninth level of the Heavenly Realm, could kill cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, equivalent to the Profound Realm, as easily as crushing an ant.

These murderers for wealth dared to act in the Ziyang territory, which was equivalent to causing trouble on his turf. Their lives were forfeit.

His fingers tapped lightly again, and the earth rolled, burying the bodies of these people.

Chen Jiuyang drove home, preparing to open the spatial ring he had purchased for eight hundred million.

Although Chen Jiuyang walked the path of a Martial Human Emperor, he inherited the legacy of an Immortal Doctor and knew how to break ancient seals.

Here, Chen Jiuyang was contemplating that before the great changes in the world, before the alliance between immortals and mortals, martial artists and immortal cultivators who relied on powerful forces would seal themselves, awaiting the arrival of the golden age.

However, not everyone had the opportunity and strength to seal themselves until this time.

"Geng Xu..."

Following the methods for breaking seals from the Immortal Doctor's legacy, Chen Jiuyang successfully broke the seal on the purchased spatial ring after half a day.

Inside the spatial ring were mountains of spirit stones, medicinal herbs, magical artifacts, and various rare materials.

"I'm rich..."

Chen Jiuyang's expression was somewhat dazed. His net worth was hundreds of billions, and he was the Holy Son of the True Demon Sect. Over the years, he had consumed countless treasures to improve his cultivation.

But compared to this spatial ring, it was nothing.

"What kind of powerful being left these relics behind?"

Chen Jiuyang's heart burned with excitement. If he could excavate a few more such ruins and cave dwellings, the cultivation resources for the Venerable Realm might be sufficient. This was faster than killing people directly.

Moreover, it aligned better with his current strategy of biding his time.

Chen Jiuyang's divine soul was already strong enough, but the contents of this spatial ring were so vast that even with his constant perusal, it caused him a headache.

A single spatial ring was equivalent to the treasures of an entire sect, and even more so.

"This is truly..."

A feeling of immense profit surged into Chen Jiuyang's heart.

It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that Chen Jiuyang discovered a letter at the far end of the spatial ring.

Something that shocked his divine soul occurred.

"This is the handwriting of the Pure Yang Immortal Doctor..."

Chen Jiuyang's heart trembled. Possessing the Pure Yang Immortal Doctor's legacy, he was more familiar with his handwriting than anyone else.

What was going on?