Destroying Myriad Medicine Pavilion

When Ling Li arrived at Myriad Medicine Pavilion after single-handedly sweeping through Qingshan Town's three major mercenary groups, the blood on his body was still sticky and had not yet congealed.

Myriad Medicine Pavilion was not a mercenary group, yet nearly two hundred mercenaries still surrounded its entrance. They had all been hired by Myriad Medicine Pavilion.

Unlike the disciplined mercenaries of the three major mercenary groups, these scattered fighters clearly lacked cohesion. At the sight of Ling Li drenched in blood, several more timid young mercenaries began trembling in the legs as they faced the terrifying killing intent radiating from him.

"Thirty breaths. I came here today to settle things with Myriad Medicine Pavilion. After thirty breaths, I'll slaughter anyone still standing here!" Ling Li narrowed his eyes and shouted. The bloody aura he had accumulated from slaughtering tens of thousands of magical beasts burst forth in full.

Although Ling Li's dark-attribute Dou Qi was abundant, chopping through enemies like vegetables still required strength. Moreover, the three mercenary commanders had been far more tenacious than he had expected. Even after Ling Li used poison, they had relied on their seasoned combat experience to hold him off for a long while. Though the three commanders had not inflicted any obvious injuries on him, he had still expended a great deal. Two-thirds of the Dou Qi in his body had already been consumed!

Still, with this amount of Dou Qi left, as long as he did not use that move, destroying Myriad Medicine Pavilion should not be a problem.

Feeling the nearly tangible bloody aura around Ling Li, several young mercenaries who had already been terrified threw down their weapons and fled.

With those few taking the lead, the other mercenaries were affected as well. They tossed aside their weapons and began running. In only fifteen breaths, seventy to eighty percent of the mercenaries guarding Myriad Medicine Pavilion's entrance had fled.

"Everyone, Little Doctor Fairy is behind us! If we run, who will protect her?!"

"My life was saved by Little Doctor Fairy anyway. So what if I die here?"

"Charge!! For Little Doctor Fairy!"

The remaining twenty-odd bold mercenaries shot resentful looks at those who had fled. After encouraging one another, they gritted their teeth and charged toward Ling Li.

"This isn't a good choice." Ling Li looked at the mercenaries with disdain, showing not the slightest pity in his eyes. When one discovered that an enemy could not be defeated, fleeing was the best choice.

Ling Li took a deep breath as Dou Qi rapidly poured into his legs. His speed suddenly soared, and he nimbly darted through the mercenaries. Each time he passed beside one, Dark Night would sweep along and take another head.

"They lasted less than ten breaths. The weak should recognize their own position." Ling Li disdainfully shook the blood from Dark Night, then revealed another chilling smile as he looked toward Myriad Medicine Pavilion's main hall. "Everyone, I'm coming in!"

With that, Ling Li strode inside. In his perception, several auras were hiding near the entrance. They should have been physicians from Myriad Medicine Pavilion, though he had no idea what mischief they were plotting.

"Die, bastard!"

"Today, you'll get a taste of Bone-Corroding Powder!"

"Don't underestimate us physicians, bastard!"

The moment Ling Li stepped one foot through the door, shouts rang out from both sides. Countless powders of various colors then rushed at his face, blurring the view at the entrance.

"We got him! This Bone-Corroding Powder is highly toxic. Without an antidote, he'll slowly corrode into a puddle of pus!" A young physician excitedly pumped his fist.

Physicians were not alchemists; their statuses were worlds apart. Since their status was not particularly noble, they more or less possessed some means of self-preservation, most of which were poisons they had concocted.

"Oh, so that's what it does? Why isn't it working? Did you mix it wrong?"

A voice sounded beside the young physician's ear. Instinctively, he wanted to refute its owner. "How is that possible? I personally concocted this Bone-Corroding Powder..."

Before he could finish, the young physician's voice abruptly stopped. He reached toward his waist, and when his hand emerged, it held a handful of some unknown medicinal powder, which he tried to scatter at Ling Li.

"I won't eat it, thanks." Ling Li grabbed the young physician's hand, then pressed it firmly over his mouth, forcing the powder inside into the young mercenary's mouth.

The young mercenary struggled desperately, but as a mere Dou Zhe, how could he possibly overpower Ling Li, a Fighting Master Seven Stars? He could only allow Ling Li to force the powder into his mouth.

A moment later, the young physician suddenly collapsed to the ground, clutching his throat as he convulsed and struggled without stop. His skin slowly rotted away, and foul-smelling blood smeared across the floor as he thrashed about.

Ling Li frowned and kicked him out the door.

"How terrifying. Good thing the Dou Qi Garment worked. I nearly ended up without even a corpse left behind." Ling Li displayed the Dou Qi Garment around his body to the physicians. This special defensive gear, available only to Fighting Masters, was not particularly strong defensively, but it could isolate a small area of pure space. The medicinal powder from earlier had also been blocked outside by the Dou Qi Garment.

At his words, the physicians looked as though their parents had died, their faces pale with despair. They were physicians, not Poison Masters. If they had been Poison Masters, they could have poisoned Dou Qi and still stood a chance against a Fighting Master. But their only means of self-preservation were those highly toxic powders. The Dou Qi Garment was practically their nemesis!

"Then it's my turn." Dark Night swept horizontally in Ling Li's hand, its blade pointing at the physicians.

For a moment, the physicians displayed all manner of reactions. Some resigned themselves to fate, some begged for mercy, and some resisted. As for the last kind, Ling Li felt their courage was commendable, so he did not kill them outright. Instead, he severed their limbs and left them to fend for themselves.

After passing through the main hall, Ling Li went straight to the largest room in the rear courtyard. This should have been the residence of Myriad Medicine Pavilion's owner—Yao Qi.

The moment Ling Li entered, the middle-aged man sitting in the grand chair directly opposite the door rose to his feet. He forced a smile onto his pale face and said, "Little brother, what Myriad Medicine Pavilion did this time was unintentional. You've killed nearly enough people, and your anger should have subsided. If you stop here, I, Yao, am willing to offer one million Gold Coins with both hands."

"Oh, one million Gold Coins?!" Ling Li looked at Yao Qi in surprise. He had not expected such a small clinic in a small town to have amassed such an enormous fortune.

"Of course. As long as you swear immediately not to kill me, and never set foot in Qingshan Town again, I, Yao, will offer the Gold Coins with both hands at once!" Seeing that there was hope, Yao Qi quickly pressed his advantage.

Swearing oaths in this fantasy world was no joke like it had been in his previous life. Although this world still had no heavenly punishment or anything of the sort, breaking an oath could easily give rise to inner demons during a breakthrough, causing one to lose control and suffer deviation.

Yao Qi possessed assets worth over two million Gold Coins. Although handing over one million at once pained him, as long as he could send this plague god away, Myriad Medicine Pavilion's reputation would surely rise to another level. With Little Doctor Fairy as both spokesperson and cash cow, he would earn even more in the future!

"One million Gold Coins, huh? Thanks, but I'm rather adventurous. I prefer finding what I want myself." Ling Li smiled and slowly raised Dark Night.

"If I'm not here, you'll never find those Gold Coins!" The smile vanished from Yao Qi's face, and the blood throughout his body seemed to turn cold as he hurriedly said.

"No need to trouble yourself. If I can't find them, I'll just take my time." Ling Li swung his blade down without a care. A fat, pig-like head spun several times through the air before bouncing onto the floor.

Ling Li paid no attention to Yao Qi's still-twitching body and walked toward a side room. There was Myriad Medicine Pavilion's final survivor...