I Love the Grandmaster

"Fifth Master, the warehouse is on fire!"

Ma Wu had just returned from Black Stone Slope and had only slept for less than an hour when Zhen Jincheng woke him up.

After putting on his clothes and getting out of bed, Ma Wu said helplessly, "Those warehouses are completely useless. I've wanted to dismantle them for a long time, but I always got sidetracked. Now look what's happened, this has caused trouble!"

Huo Ling rubbed her eyes and said, "It's just a fire, what's there to be afraid of? I'll help you put it out."

"You shouldn't go; you'll just cause trouble!"

Ma Wu went to the warehouse and directed everyone to put out the fire.

These warehouses were piled with tattered tarpaulins, which would be difficult to extinguish if they caught fire. Everyone was in a flurry of activity. Ma Wu was very anxious, fearing that Carefree Dock would burn down. Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked up to him and said, "Tell Li Qi to come to Yue Lai Restaurant to find me at seven o'clock tomorrow night. If he's late, he'll be dead."

"Who are you?" Ma Wu was startled and turned to look again, but the middle-aged man had already disappeared.

What did he mean by what he just said?

The fire grew larger and larger, Ma Wu ignored the middle-aged man and continued to fight the fire.

By daybreak, the fire was successfully extinguished, but half of the warehouse had been burned.

Exhausted, Ma Wu lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Once he lay down, Ma Wu couldn't stand up anymore.

First, I felt cold all over and started shivering.

Then his whole body became hot, and even Huo Ling felt hot to the touch.

"He's sick from overwork! Quick, call the doctor!"

Li Banfeng hid in Portable Abode until noon.

Tu Yinghong came here with a determination to fight to the death.

Did she and Ling Miaoying really have such deep feelings for each other?

Is there another reason for this?

The victory in this battle was entirely due to thorough prior preparation.

But after winning the battle, Li Banfeng sensed danger again.

What is the reason for this?

This means that Tu Yinghong brought helpers.

But since she had helpers, why didn't she act sooner?

Will this helper be detrimental to Carefree Dock?

Despite having Zuo Wugang, Huo Ling, and many other experts looking after him, Li Banfeng was still worried. He ate something quickly and returned to Carefree Dock.

As soon as I entered, I saw Zuo Wugang anxiously calling for people everywhere.

"What happened?"

Zuo Wugang cried out in a panic, "Seventh Master, you're finally back! Fifth Master is dying!"

"What's not working?"

"The warehouse caught fire last night, and Fifth Master led us in putting it out. He must have been exhausted; he couldn't get out of bed!"

Li Banfeng hurried to see Ma Wu.

When Ma Wu saw Li Banfeng, he became more lucid.

He remembered what the middle-aged man had said last night.

Tell Li Qi to come to Yue Lai Restaurant to see me at 7 PM tomorrow. If he's late, he'll be dead.

"Seventh Brother," Ma Wu gripped Li Banfeng's arm tightly, "I, I last night..."

After catching his breath, Ma Wu didn't continue.

I can't say.

The man told Seventh Brother to go to Yue Lai Restaurant.

There must be an ambush at Yue Lai Restaurant.

If Seventh Brother goes, something bad is bound to happen.

We can't let him go; he'll die if he goes.

Ma Wu shook his head and closed his eyes.

Li Banfeng touched Ma Wu's forehead, then turned to the crowd and shouted, "Where's the doctor? Call the doctor!"

Zuo Wugang said, "We've called over a dozen doctors, but it's no use!"

"Please hire a renowned doctor! Hire the best doctor!"

Zuo Wugang remained silent; the doctors he had invited were all renowned.

"Go find more! Quickly, bring all the doctors in town!"

Cao Zhida scurried into the bedroom. "Seventh Master, there's a newly opened hospital in the city. They say it's quite skilled and specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases."

"What are you waiting for? Please go!"

"I went there, but their hospital is too arrogant; they don't offer outpatient services!"

Zuo Wugang said, "Prepare the car, we'll take Fifth Master there."

"Why the hell do we need a car?!"

After getting the address, Li Banfeng picked up Ma Wu and rushed out of Carefree Dock.

Walking along the road, Ma Wu gasped, "Seventh Brother, I should have died long ago. I should have died in Blue Poplar Village long ago."

"I'm alive today thanks to you; I've had my due."

"What do you mean 'enough'? We've only just begun!"

"Seventh Brother, put me down, this disease might be contagious."

"Stop talking nonsense, close your eyes and rest for a while."

"Seventh Brother, we've entrusted all our possessions to you. You can't just abandon us. This is our life's work..."

"We're at the hospital! We're almost there!"

Li Banfeng rushed into the hospital, which had a very unique name: Wujie (meaning "Boundless").

The hospital wasn't big, but it had a lot of patients. Li Banfeng was carrying Ma Wu on his back, rushing towards the ward, when the nurse on duty stopped him, saying, "What are you doing? You need to register first!"

"This is an emergency room."

"You need to register even for the emergency room."

"Please go see the doctor first, I'll go register!"

The nurse looked at Ma Wu and said, "Is this person still alive? I think we don't need to register anymore."

Li Banfeng looked up at the nurse and asked, "What did you just say?"

The nurse was trembling with fear when a man walked up from behind her.

The nurse quickly hid behind the man and pointed at Li Banfeng, saying, "Dean, this man is here to cause trouble."

The man, referred to as the dean, wore a white hat and mask, revealing only his eyes.

Li Banfeng said, "Are you the hospital director? Please see the patients first. I'll go register right away."

"Li Qi?" The dean pulled down his mask.

Li Banfeng was taken aback; he recognized the man.

"Cui Tike? You're the dean here?"

The foreigner Cui Tike, Disease Cultivator.

Since their Sea Eat Ridge, the two have never seen each other again.

Cui Tike nodded and said, "This is my hospital. I've put all my work into Pro State. I Pro State."

Whether he loves Pro State or not, Li Banfeng doesn't know.

It's a bit outrageous that a hospital Disease Cultivator.

Is this hospital up to the task?

Cui Tike glanced at Ma Wu and instructed the nurses to prepare for the emergency room immediately.

Li Banfeng took Ma Wu to the emergency room, Cui Tike said, "Please wait outside."

Li Banfeng quickly left the examination room. Just as the nurse was about to help Cui Tike prepare the instruments, Cui Tike said, "You go out too."

"I?"

"Go out!"

The nurse left the emergency room with her head down, trying to avoid Li Banfeng, and slunk away down the corridor.

Only Ma Wu and Cui Tike remained in the emergency room.

Cui Tike stared at Ma Wu for a moment, then nodded and said, "The taste of fellow disciples is just different."

Half an hour later, Cui Tike walked out of the emergency room and nodded to Li Banfeng.

When Li Banfeng entered the emergency room, he saw Ma Wu lying peacefully on the bed. His fever had subsided, his breathing was steady, and he was sleeping soundly.

Cui Tike said, "Let your friend rest here for a while; he can be discharged tomorrow."

Li Banfeng never asks people to do things for free, "What kind of compensation should I give you?"

Cui Tike laughed and said, "Officially, this is a hospital, and treating the sick and saving lives is my duty. Personally, you helped me in Sea Eat Ridge, so it's only right that I help you in return."

Cui Tike had Ma Wu taken to a ward, where Li Banfeng took care of him.

Who laid a hand on Ma Wu?

Judging from the timing, it must be related to Tu Yinghong.

He can make Ma Wu sick, and no one else can cure him except Cui Tike. It seems that this person is also a Disease Cultivator.

Wan Jinxian booked the Yue Lai Restaurant, waiting for Li Qi to deliver the food himself.

When Li Qi didn't show up by 7 p. m., Wan Jinxian contacted the spies in Carefree Dock.

He took Ma Wu to the hospital.

What's the point?

Which hospital can cure him?

Wan Jinxian waited for another half hour, but Li Qi still didn't appear.

He became suspicious and decided to go to the hospital to have a checkup.

Boundless Hospital —I'd never heard of this hospital before. Wan Jinxian entered the lobby and asked the nurse on duty, "Which ward is Ma Junyang in?"

The nurse looked at Wan Jinxian and said, "What do you want with Ma Junyang? It's not visiting hours now."

Wan Jinxian said gently, "I am his uncle. I heard that my nephew was sick, so I came all the way here. Just let me take a look from outside the door."

"Can't you understand human language? Rules are rules, why are you making such a fuss? Go away..." The nurse clutched her chest, suddenly feeling like she couldn't breathe.

Wan Jinxian laughed and said, "I'll ask you one more time, which ward is Ma Junyang in?"

The nurse pointed to ward number six, tears welling in her eyes, and begged Wan Jinxian to let her go.

"Girl, in your next life, learn how to speak like a human being."

The nurse clutched her throat and died a few seconds later.

Wan Jinxian walked down the corridor and headed towards ward number six.

Hearing the Thread-Pulling Earring, Li Banfeng prepared for a fight.

Wan Jinxian had only taken two steps when he suddenly heard someone behind him say, "What do you want with Ma Junyang?"

Wan Jinxian turned around and saw a blond, blue-eyed man standing not far away.

Foreigners?

Wan Jinxian said, "I've come to visit my nephew."

"Visiting hours are over. Come back tomorrow."

Wan Jinxian was silent for a moment, then smiled, "Why bother? Today is a good day, and I didn't want to kill any more people."

Cui Tike walked up to Wan Jinxian and asked seriously, "What do you mean by that?"

Wan Jinxian's eyes twitched, and Cui Tike suddenly felt an itch in his nose.

He pulled down his mask, twitched his nose, and tried to sneeze but couldn't.

Wan Jinxian laughed and said, "It's just a sneeze, no need to hold it in, it feels so good to let it out."

Cui Tike suddenly took a deep breath, Wan Jinxian waited to see his eyeballs pop out.

Achoo!

After a sneeze, Cui Tike's eyeballs were still in their sockets.

Wan Jinxian was stunned, and he touched his cheek.

His face was covered in blood.

It wasn't Cui Tike's blood; it was his own.

When Cui Tike sneezed, it opened a gash on Wan Jinxian's face.

Wan Jinxian looked at Cui Tike in surprise.

Cui Tike stuck out his tongue, and a clump of black, sticky "paste" was wriggling on it.

"This is the lesion you created, isn't it?" Cui Tike swallowed the sticky substance. "It's delicious. The last time I tasted something this delicious was a year ago!"

"You're from the same sect? Impossible..." Wan Jinxian was stunned, then wiped some of the blood off his face and flicked it onto Cui Tike.

There are actually other Disease Cultivator living in this world?

Wan Jinxian suddenly remembered someone—the person who had plotted against He Jiaqing.

At the time, Wan Jinxian suspected that it was done by a fellow disciple, but even if there was a fellow disciple, it shouldn't be a foreigner!

Cui Tike began coughing violently; he had contracted Wan Jinxian's lesion again.

Wan Jinxian was about to launch an attack when Cui Tike suddenly spat out a mouthful of hard phlegm, which hit Wan Jinxian's left shoulder.

The phlegm pierced through Wan Jinxian's skin and flesh, embedding itself in his shoulder blade.

Wan Jinxian clutched his shoulder and retreated repeatedly. He used the lesion again, causing Cui Tike to fall into a high fever.

Cui Tike's entire body was burning red, like a branding iron.

This, in turn, prevented Wan Jinxian from getting close to Cui Tike.

Cui Tike rubbed his chest and let out a burp.

The burp, which seemed to carry a flame, directly set Wan Jinxian's clothes ablaze.

Wan Jinxian somewhat flustered.

The two did not share the same fighting philosophy, and Wan Jinxian could not understand Cui Tike's tactics.

Wan Jinxian attempted to use illness to put Cui Tike in a disadvantageous position, and then defeat Cui Tike in one blow. This was the correct combat tactic for the Disease Cultivator, and it was this that Wan Jinxian's master taught him.

But Cui Tike is taking advantage of his disadvantages.

Wan Jinxian dared not make a move easily anymore; every time he planted a seed of weakness in Cui Tike, it seemed as if he was aiding the enemy.

What other illness could limit him?

"What sect do you belong to?" Wan Jinxian prepared his killing move, which would take some time.

Cui Tike smiled and said, "Can't you see that I belong to the Daoist sect? Senior brother, I've made it so obvious."

Wan Jinxian shook his head. "My Daoist sect has no fellow disciples; I'm always the only son. If I don't kill my master, even I won't be able to graduate."

"Where did you come from? You'd better tell me the truth. This is Green Water City, the territory of my Grandmaster. You're impersonating a disciple of my Daoist sect, which is disrespectful to my Grandmaster. Be careful, or you'll die a gruesome death!"

Cui Tike shook his head and said, "I have great respect for the Grandmaster, and that's not just talk."

After saying that, Cui Tike unbuttoned his shirt.

On his chest are tattooed five large characters. "I love my Grandmaster."

The opportunity has arrived!

Wan Jinxian suddenly appeared in front of Cui Tike. He was very skilled, even better than Cui Tike.

What he needs to do now is to scratch Cui Tike's body with his fingernails.

Once the wound bleeds, Cui Tike will become infected, his whole body will become numb, he will lose his ability to move in a short period of time, and he may even die.

This foreigner cannot remain in this world.

The Disease Cultivator cannot tolerate fellow disciples.

Wan Jinxian succeeded; his fingernails scratched Cui Tike's skin.

Cui Tike's skin was broken, but there was no blood.

Green pus splattered onto Wan Jinxian's face.

Wan Jinxian felt a tingling and itchy sensation on his face, and green blisters appeared on his face.

Cui Tike looked at Wan Jinxian and said earnestly, "I love the Grandmaster, I love him from the bottom of my heart. What about you?"

PS: Why can't Disease Cultivator tolerate fellow disciples?