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After a while, the commotion behind the Main Pharmacy of the Suspended Pot Medical Center caught someone's attention, and the clinic master, Ning Lu, was notified to come down and clean up the mess.

Furious, Ning Lu first drove away the bandage-wrapped patients who loved a spectacle, along with their families.

"Go on, get out of here! What's so interesting to watch?!"

"And you! Your leg is already gone, yet you're hobbling over here on crutches to watch the excitement! Do you remember that you lost that leg because you were watching a spectacle?! Don't tell me you don't want your remaining good leg either?!"

"Go back and lie down properly! Can't you feel your wound bleeding?! Still running around, running around! Why don't you just bleed yourself to death?!"

"How did your hand get broken again? You broke it while squeezing through the crowd to watch the show?! Why didn't you squeeze your head flat instead?!"

With her rage at full capacity, Ning Lu intimidated the entire crowd and quickly chased away every patient and family member who had come to watch. Then she slammed shut the rear door of the hall behind the medical center with a bang! It was clear just how strong Ning Lu was!

Only after doing all that did Ning Lu take several deep breaths and try to suppress the anger in her heart before turning toward the herb-drying area.

The moment she entered, she saw two disheveled children each occupying a corner amid medicinal herbs scattered all over the floor.

Chen Hong, whose head was covered in lumps and whose brain was still buzzing, propped himself up with a bamboo pole. Facing the pestle-wielding girl in the distance, whose gaze was resolute and unwilling to concede, he laboriously praised her, "Foolish girl! Among all the women I've met, other than my mom, you're the fiercest! I acknowledge your fighting spirit!"

"However! A mere level eighteen Spirit Master girl! Even if I, Chen, must cross a vast gap of seven levels today, I will still strike you down beneath my sword!"

Ye Lingling, who had no real injuries aside from slightly torn clothes, stared blankly at Chen Hong's shameless boasting. Due to where they stood, Chen Hong had his back to the entrance while Ye Lingling faced it. She had already seen a woman whose entire body seemed to be burning with "flames" advancing toward Chen Hong with heavy steps, yet Chen Hong was still recklessly spouting nonsense without realizing he was about to die.

Especially when Chen Hong said, "the fiercest woman," Ye Lingling felt the "flames" around the woman by the doorway instantly surge three meters high.

"Waaahhh!"

When she saw the rage-filled Ning Lu enter the room, Ye Lingling suddenly burst into tears. Tears of aggrieved weakness immediately streamed from her once-resolute eyes.

Seeing Ye Lingling cry because she could not withstand his intense fighting spirit, Chen Hong immediately panicked and hobbled toward her on his bamboo pole. "Don't! Don't cry! I admit defeat! Brave girl! I am willing to acknowledge that you have defeated the invincible Chen! Stop crying."

"Wuwuwu... Brother Hong, he... he bullied me... wuwuwu..." Ye Lingling wiped away her tears as she said something Chen Hong could not quite understand.

"I admit—wait! What do you mean by that?!" Chen Hong suddenly became alert, shock flooding his heart as alarm bells blared in his mind!

But before Chen Hong could react, the hairs on his back stood on end ahead of him!

"Mother, listen—"

"CHEN HONG!!!"

Reeking of alcohol, Ning Lu was like a merciless bulldozer. She directly crushed the ruined medicinal herbs Chen Hong had scattered everywhere, whipping up a gale as the muscles all over her body swelled. In an instant, she charged and flashed behind Chen Hong before he could turn around, then smashed him viciously into the ground with a Wind-Piercing Cannon Fist!

Chen Hong's mind went blank on the spot. He dropped straight down and fell asleep, enjoying exceptional sleep quality, as though he would never wake again!

Chen Hong, dead!

Just as Chen Hong's little soul ghost was about to slowly drift up from his lump-covered head, Ning Lu—her clothes stretched taut and her posture terrifying—suddenly flashed four Soul Rings behind her. Her First Soul Ring blazed brightly as she gripped the Seven-Colored Wine Gourd, forcibly pried open Chen Hong's mouth, aimed the gourd's spout at it, and began pouring Life Nectar down his throat!

Under the massive infusion of Life Nectar, it soon overflowed from Chen Hong's mouth. Ning Lu then seemed not to hesitate as she wrapped the Life Nectar inside the Seven-Colored Wine Gourd in Soul Power and soaked Chen Hong's entire body in it!

In the outside world, a single drop of Life Nectar cost nearly one Gold Soul Coin. Yet Ning Lu wore a gloomy expression and poured every last bit of it onto her bastard son, who was always making her angry, without holding anything back!

Ning Lu always kept enough Life Nectar in reserve inside her Seven-Colored Wine Gourd, just in case she accidentally beat her son to death in a fit of rage!

(Chen Hong: See? Anyone who dares say they aren't afraid of their mom is only saying it because they don't have one!)

Chen Hong's pale, chubby little soul ghost was forcibly intercepted midway and viciously dragged back!

(Death God, scratching his head: What was that thing that flashed by just now?)

(Chen Hong, poking his head out: It was me, it was me—! [Gets violently yanked back!])

At that moment, Ye Lingling trembled all over as she stared in horror at the woman not far ahead—the "fiercest woman in the world" Chen Hong had spoken of. Only now did she finally understand. She... she... she had never imagined Aunt Ning Lu would treat her own son like this!

And judging by Chen Hong's usual behavior...

At that moment, Ye Lingling suddenly understood the terrifying weight behind Chen Hong's words: "When my mom scolds me, I have to talk back!" Even Chen Hong dared to resist such a terrifyingly violent mother. How could she continue being weak herself?

However, as Ye Lingling watched Ning Lu's muscles begin to shrink and her sleeves fall back into place, watched her hold her son whose entire body was covered in Life Nectar, her heart could not help but tremble. For some reason, panic began to rise within her.

One reason she had told Ning Lu that Chen Hong bullied her was that she did not want Ning Lu to dislike her. The second reason was that she thought Chen Hong would have an easier time talking things over with Aunt Ning Lu.

But reality was exactly the opposite. Ning Lu believed Ye Lingling's words without a second thought, because she knew all too well what her son was like! Though she was surprised that someone as quiet as Ye Lingling would "play around" with Chen Hong, Ning Lu could figure out with her toes that Chen Hong had definitely been the one to provoke this!

The facts proved that Ning Lu had not judged wrongly. At the very least, Chen Hong had initiated both the cause and the outcome, though the process only continued because Ye Lingling insisted on it.

"Lingling, come over and let Aunt Ning take a look. Are you hurt anywhere?" Holding her precious son—the one she had personally sent to the Death God and just snatched back from him—Ning Lu tried to adjust her state and spoke as gently as she could to the terrified Ye Lingling beside her.

"Ah!" Startled by Ning Lu suddenly calling her, Ye Lingling's heart jolted. Her eyes immediately reddened, tears flooding out as she choked out:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It's... it's Lingling's fault."

"Wuwu... It's all Lingling's fault..."