The Beautiful CEO's Personal Mad Doctor

Cheng Yuan snorted with contempt. "The fish rots from the head. One look at Wen Zihua’s character tells me everything I need to know about your Wen Family. I, Cheng Yuan, will never bow to a scoundrel, and I will never become a puppet of the Wen Family! Have you ever heard of a puppet reaching the pinnacle of the martial path? As for whether today will be my death anniversary next year... we’ll only know after we fight."

Elder Wen laughed, a wild, exaggerated laugh.

"HAHAHA! Good! Excellent! It’s been many years since anyone dared to speak to me like that! Today, I’ll teach you that a Martial Emperor is not to be insulted! Kneel before me!!"

BOOM!!

Elder Wen unleashed a terrifying aura that instantly enveloped Cheng Yuan!

Cheng Yuan felt a pressure like a mountain crashing down on him. The very air seemed to twist and distort!

If not for his formidable physique, Cheng Yuan would have been crushed to his knees. Even if he had miraculously stayed on his feet, he would have staggered back several steps.

But Cheng Yuan stood his ground, perfectly calm, as if he felt nothing at all.

"Is that all you’ve got, you old bastard?"

Elder Wen’s pupils constricted slightly. ’This kid’s talent is peerless, and his constitution is absurdly strong!’

’Given time, he could truly crush the Wen Family underfoot!’

’This boy must not be allowed to live!’

"Sharp-tongued whelp! You’re courting death!!"

Elder Wen retracted his aura and began to circulate his family’s ancestral Cultivation Technique, the Jade Wave Palm!

The sound of crashing waves suddenly echoed through the underground parking garage!

A look of wild joy appeared on Wen Zhantian’s face. "Congratulations, Father, on successfully mastering the Nine Waves!!"

Hearing this, Hu Shishi grew extremely nervous.

Before mastering the Nine Waves, the Wen Family’s Jade Wave Palm was considered a First-class Technique at best in the Ancient Martial Realm, not a top-tier one.

However, after mastering the Nine Waves, it could be ranked among the top-tier techniques—and a very high-ranking one at that, one that could even contend with the Six Meridian Divine Sword of the Dali Duan Dynasty.

Hu Shishi scrambled out of the car and shouted, "Dragon Head! If you don’t show yourself now, Cheng Yuan is done for! Stop waiting for the perfect ambush!!"

Dragon Head??

An ambush??

A chill went down Elder Wen’s spine. How could he possibly dare to continue his attack?

Dragon Head was Dragon Flame’s number one assassin. His raw combat strength wasn’t considered top-tier in the Ancient Martial Realm, but his skills in stealth and assassination were definitely in the top three!

Thus, there was a consensus in the Ancient Martial Realm: to be targeted by Dragon Head was to have your name called by King Yama himself.

Elder Wen extended his senses to their absolute limit, meticulously scanning a hundred-meter radius. He confirmed that there were no masters at or above the Martial King realm. The strongest person nearby was merely a Grandmaster.

Only then did Elder Wen breathe a slight sigh of relief. He glared coldly at Hu Shishi. "You audacious girl, daring to deceive me! You’re looking to die!!"

With that, Elder Wen’s figure blurred as he shot straight toward Hu Shishi. He would kill this little bitch first!

Cheng Yuan yelled toward an empty spot, "Are you going to just stand there and watch? If you don’t make a move, people are actually going to die!"

Elder Wen had already been tricked once. How could he possibly fall for it again?

"Kid, don’t even think about tricking me! The strongest person within a hundred meters is just a Grandmaster. No one can save you!"

Instead of slowing down, Elder Wen accelerated, striking at Hu Shishi with the full force of his palm!

The power gap between them was too vast. Facing Elder Wen’s attack, Hu Shishi couldn’t even perceive its trajectory or angle. There was no way to counter; she could only watch helplessly and wait for death.

Just as Hu Shishi’s life was about to be tragically cut short, a somewhat childish voice rang out.

"Amitabha. Donor Wen, how about you do this humble monk a favor?"

The words had barely faded when the Reincarnated Child appeared in front of Hu Shishi as if teleporting, meeting Elder Wen’s attack with a heavy palm strike of his own.

The Reincarnated Child stood perfectly still, while Elder Wen staggered back several steps!

Elder Wen looked at the Reincarnated Child with shock and suspicion, asking in a deep voice, "Master Su Zhe, these two are the murderers of my grandson, Wen Mou! Why are you protecting them?"

Danba placed his palms together. "Donor Wen, this humble monk’s name is Danba. Su Zhe is a cloud of smoke from the past. Donor Cheng and this humble monk are bound by fate. If you wish to harm Donor Cheng, you must first step over my corpse."

Elder Wen snorted. "Master Danba, I admit I am no match for you right now. But how long can you maintain your current state? Once you can’t, I will still kill that little whelp Cheng Yuan!"

Danba smiled faintly. "Donor Wen’s eyes are as sharp as a torch. This humble monk is currently in an atavistic state, which I can only use once per day, and it lasts for one hour at most. Please withdraw at once. Otherwise, within this hour, this humble monk will attack with his full strength, and will not rest until death!"

Elder Wen asked gravely, "Master Danba, are you truly determined to make an enemy of the Wen Family for the sake of a young man?"

Danba’s voice was young, yet incomparably resolute. "For Donor Cheng, this humble monk would make an enemy of the entire world! I ask you to withdraw immediately, Donor Wen!!"

As he spoke, Danba fell into a combat stance.

Elder Wen said coldly, "Master Danba, I admit that I’m not your opponent. But if I’m determined to do nothing but evade, what can you possibly do to me?"

With that, Elder Wen’s figure flashed, and he retreated a dozen meters, preparing to engage Danba in a battle of attrition.

In truth, Danba’s best option now was to use Wen Zhantian as a hostage to force Elder Wen into a direct, honorable confrontation.

But Danba did not.

In both his past life and this one, he was a master whom all revered. He did things in an open and honorable manner, with nothing to hide.

"Donor Wen, forgive my impertinence!"

Danba’s figure flickered, and he gave chase to Elder Wen.

To Danba’s frustration, Elder Wen was as slippery as an eel. He expertly used the environment of the underground parking garage, even using a few passersby as human shields.

A full ten minutes passed, and Danba hadn’t even managed to touch the hem of Elder Wen’s clothes.

The corners of Elder Wen’s mouth tilted up. ’As soon as Danba’s atavistic state ends, I can go finish off Cheng Yuan!’

While Danba and Elder Wen were locked in their chase, Cheng Yuan sat down cross-legged and focused all his power on expelling the poison.

Wen Zhantian didn’t take advantage of the chaos to launch a sneak attack. He feared Cheng Yuan was baiting him into a trap, and he was also wary of Cheng Yuan’s Gu Insect.

After a full ten minutes, Cheng Yuan had only managed to expel a third of the poison. This frustrated him immensely. ’This complex poison cocktail is too potent!’

’It’s definitely the most powerful poison I’ve ever encountered!’

Seeing Cheng Yuan open his eyes, Hu Shishi quickly whispered in his ear, "Xiaoyuan, Elder Wen is too shameless. If this keeps up, Master Danba’s power will run out sooner or later. When that happens, we’re dead. Right now, there’s only one option..."

Cheng Yuan nodded grimly, then shot to his feet. He stared at Wen Zhantian, his face an emotionless mask, and boomed, "Wen Zhantian, you have framed and targeted me time and time again. Today, I must kill you! Nothing less will be enough to quell my rage!"