"Stop!" Kunze blocked in front of Ye Xin.

Ye Xin stopped, her gaze passing over Kunze and falling on Kun Bai, lightly saying, "This palm strike is on behalf of my husband!"

Even now, Ye Xin still remembered the image of Yang Chen fighting with blood and sweat for her at the summit of Flame Palace.

In her opinion, even killing Kun Bai would be the lightest of punishments!

Kunze frowned upon hearing this and reprimanded, "Why did you attack your martial uncle?"

Ye Xin snorted coldly and said lightly, "He disrupted my cultivation. Not killing him is already the lightest punishment!"

Saying this, Ye Xin turned and left lightly, as if nothing had happened.

However, Kunze's expression was very grim.

He had just seen that Ye Xin's eyes were completely red, extremely terrifying.

In his view, this state was almost on the verge of going berserk.

A few of Kun Bai's henchmen only dared to rush up and check Kun Bai's injuries after the sect arrived.

Kun Bai watched Ye Xin leave; as soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out.

"Cough cough cough!" Kun Bai coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, staining his chest red, hoarsely saying, "Senior brother, this woman is disobedient and defies her elders. Why did you let her leave!"

"Shut up!" Kunze flicked his sleeve, reprimanding, "How many times have I told you? Don't disturb Ye Xin while she's cultivating! Now that you've ended up like this, do you not know why? If anything happens to Ye Xin, can you bear the responsibility?"

Upon hearing this, Kun Bai's face changed, looking extremely unpleasant.

He hadn't expected Ye Xin to be so important in Kunze's eyes. He felt that if Ye Xin had killed him today, Kunze probably wouldn't have punished her!

"Enough!" Kunze said, "Go down and recuperate!"

Kunze glanced at the burn on Kun Bai's chest, solemnly saying, "I will send someone to bring you some medicine to reduce the heat and help you heal!"

Kun Bai's face was gloomy. Grabbing his disciple, he struggled to stand up and left limping.

Kunze stood where he was, watching Kun Bai's back, a contemplative look on his face.

In the crowd, Shangyao was staring intensely at Ye Xin's departing figure, clenching his fists so tightly that his nails pierced his palms, blood dripping through his fingers without him feeling anything.

Since he returned, he'd sought help from his master, also the sect master, to treat him.

At that time, Kunze only said one thing: do your best, let fate decide!

Kunze helped him with the treatment, provided him with the best medicine, and let him retreat to nurse his injuries.

Now, after so many days, his external injuries have mostly healed, but his cultivation has drastically fallen and is very difficult to recover. Even if he wants to recover, it would take at least a year and a half.

During this time, he might have to give up his position as the top person in the sect.

At the same time, he could see that the sect master's fondness for Ye Xin far exceeded that for him.

Now, in just ten days, Ye Xin had already attained the cultivation to defeat Kun Bai, an achievement terrifyingly fast, one which he could not keep up with even if pulled by ten horses.

Now, Ye Xin had seriously injured Kun Bai to avenge Yang Chen, but what about him?

At this moment, Shangyao suddenly felt that from now on, he might have to live in terror.

Does it really have to be this way?

Shangyao clenched his fists, trembling all over from anger and fear.

"What's wrong with you, senior brother?" someone next to him noticed Shangyao's strangeness and asked.

Shangyao did not respond, his eyes fixed on the direction of Ye Xin's disappearance, cold light flickering in his eyes.

He is the top person in the sect, the master senior brother in everyone's mouth. How can he be pressed under by a woman, constantly bearing such pressure and fear?

No!

Absolutely not!

He, the top person in the sect, a genius rarely seen in Shangqing Sect in a hundred years, absolutely cannot yield just like this!

Thinking this, a cold gleam flashed in Shangyao's eyes as he said to himself: "Just wait Ye Xin! I will definitely surpass you! Trample you underfoot, and show you who is the number one in the sect!"

...

The Ye family.

Early this morning, Jianfeng went out.

It wasn't until nine o'clock that he returned, driving back a batch of medicinal herbs.

These medicinal herbs were directly sent to the secret chamber where Yang Chen was, where the kilns were all fully prepared.

After letting everyone leave, Yang Chen began concocting medicine.

With a deeper understanding of the cultivation technique, this method of cooking herbs with inner fire is simply a basic alchemy technique, which brings out the herbs' properties more effectively.

Now, Yang Chen was no longer desperately brewing life-saving medicine for Chen Siyan while carrying internal injuries. Even facing numerous herbs now, he had no worries.

Because he had sufficient inner strength to stimulate the inner fire to decoct the herbs, with greater firepower, the concoction was faster!

Divided into several sets of herbs, placed into two crucibles, under full stimulation and simultaneous concoction, all herbs were finally finished by 11 a.m.

Walking out of the secret chamber, Yang Chen said to Jianfeng, "Alright, bring people to carry out the potion!"

"Yes!" Jianfeng nodded, signaling for several people to enter the secret chamber.

Since the operation was to be held within the Ye family, security around was extremely meticulous.

The operating room was in a separate room, already equipped with various advanced medical equipment, even more advanced than some high-end hospitals.

Yang Chen walked in, entering the waiting hall, where Ye Liangcai, Ye Liangdong, and Ye Kai were waiting.

They didn't notify others, not wanting to cause additional trouble or worry everyone.

Seeing Yang Chen, Ye Liangcai quickly approached and said, "Xiaochen, my father has been fully washed and disinfected, lying on the surgery bed, just waiting for you."

Yang Chen nodded and said, "No rush, let the old man take the medicine first, the surgery will start at 12."

"Alright!"

Soon, Jianfeng came over with a bottle of medicine, handing it to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen took the medicine, walking into the sterilization room, handing the potion to Yang Cao, who went in to give it to Master Ye.

Since it was not yet time, Yang Chen didn't go in, instead sitting in the waiting hall.

Several people looked at Yang Chen, fearing to disturb him, stood aside without speaking.

11:40 a.m.

Yang Chen stood up, walked into the sterilization room.

After entering the sterilization room, putting on surgical attire, Yang Chen entered the operating room.

The entire surgery only had Yang Chen and Yang Cao, with a considerable workload as well.

Entering, Yang Chen said to Master Ye, "How do you feel?"

Master Ye praised, "This medicine is excellent. After drinking it, I felt much more energetic, full of vigor, and a warm comfort all over."

Yang Chen nodded, saying, "That means it's effective."

Then, Yang Chen instructed Yang Cao, "Start applying your medicine!"

Yang Cao nodded, taking a basin of medicine, soaking a sponge and then applying it to Master Ye.

Yang Chen pointed to some hidden corners and said, "Make sure to apply there too; don't miss any spot!"

"Understood!"

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