Chapter 56: The Patient

When Yin Nian and Yuan Yin arrived at Dekang Psychiatric Hospital, they were informed that the woman who had come to visit had already left.

"She left just a short while ago," the doctor said. "You are too late."

"Isn't there a registration log?" Yin Nian asked. "She must have left some personal information, right?"

"There is one, but—" The doctor glanced at Yin Nian. "That is personal privacy, and I cannot disclose it."

"Privacy?" Yin Nian frowned. "Since it is privacy, why did you notify us when she came to visit? Does that not count as privacy?"

"It was Miss Yuan who asked me for the favor. I only mentioned that someone had come to visit; I didn't say anything else." The doctor shrugged. "If you had arrived at the right time, you might have run into her, but if not, I..."

Hearing Bai Ling’s question, the man slowly lifted his head. His bloodshot eyes stared straight at the group, his sharp gaze instantly locking onto his target.

Seeing the indifferent and numb expression of the blood-robed cultivator, Yang Zhentian felt a surge of suppressed anger and let out a cold snort.

But Yang Chong did not expect that this was not all. This combat suit was actually designed for elite-tier elites. Not only would he be able to use it when he reached the elite tier, but he would also be able to attempt to resonate his origin power with the suit, enhancing his compatibility with the armament once worn.

At this moment in the Shazhou borderlands, the demonized Yang Zhentian, who had transformed his entire body into blood filaments, had become extremely fragile in his mental control due to resorting to this final desperate escape tactic.

One of Deathwing’s giant claws had been completely destroyed, which was the only gain Zekin and the others had managed to achieve so far. However, in return, the beast’s ferocity had been unleashed to its maximum level, intent on destroying everything.

Naturally, Fourth Master Liu was a stubborn old man by nature and ignored Second Master Huang’s clamoring, but the look he cast toward Du Meng was layered with profound meaning, appearing deeply troubled.

Su Yi felt as though that voice had been peeled away from within his own body, yet now, it felt as if it were returning to his core.

Yang Chong nodded. A secondary demon-hunting talent referred to demon hunters who needed to use artifacts to travel to the underworld, yet these demon hunters accounted for ninety percent of the population.

He manipulated the spiritual energy to circulate through her body. The soul-restoring pill melted the moment it touched her tongue, and a massive surge of spiritual energy impacted the internal organs of Tang Zihai. If she were awake, she could naturally regulate this energy at will, but since she was unconscious, without Lin Yu’s guidance, this overwhelming surge could potentially cause internal damage.

For a moment, Huangfu Xuan was confused, but thinking of this as a token of betrothal with Sister Xue’er, his heart grew resolute.

"To be honest, perhaps we would have been buried inside this Second Ring long ago along with the Ring-Bear Beast!" Huo Ling thought to himself, looking at the Ring Python before him.

In the past, when educating his sons, Boss Cao was relatively permissive. "Do whatever you like," he would say, which was why there were so many sons of his who had become talents in various fields and industries.

A burst round, possessing the momentum of a raging sea, erupted from it. The shrill, piercing whistle of the wind caused some of the students below to cover their ears.

"Where are the people! Tell me, where are the people?!" Ye Hang turned his head in a rage, glaring at the Bird-folk beastman behind him, wishing he could slice him in half with a single blade.

Nervousness crept in unknowingly. The final battle meant the ultimate showdown had truly arrived. Whether it was life or death, fate had likely already been determined. No matter how painful, he would have to endure it all one by one. Having braved mountains of blades and seas of fire, crossed ten thousand rivers and mountains, and witnessed life and death, all that remained was to welcome the final victory.

The next day, when the first ray of sunlight pierced through the dark night, Yi Chuan opened his eyes. He shook his slightly damp hair and looked around. His team members were still huddled together, not yet awake. Yi Chuan did not disturb them; he took this opportunity to process the high-grade materials he had recently acquired.

Gao Qiang had a strong premonition that this turmoil in the Shanghai underworld would be the fuse for the entire underworld of China.

Qin Shi Huang scanned the ministers and generals surrounding him and flicked his sleeve. "I have matters regarding the Marquis of Xiaoyao to attend to; you may all withdraw."

Mu Tianyou had once told Chu Yuan about the markings on the clothing of the Mu family disciples. Having seen Second Master Mu outside the ancient city, Chu Yuan could now identify the other party's background and status at a glance. He just hadn't expected that the second person to enter would not be those Seventh-Tier Battle Masters, but rather this Mu family disciple who appeared to have little strength.