Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Fuuma Kazuhikoâs face was as black as charcoal, and his breathing was almost inaudible. He looked no different from a dead man.
He first felt his pulse to understand the basic situation.
Then, he pressed his hand on his thigh and gently spat out his internal energy. The poisonous needle stabbed into his thigh immediately shot out, and at the same time, it shot out a black blood clot.
Fortunately, he had already dodged in advance, thus avoiding the awkward scene of blood spurting on his face.
He then took out two more Taixuan Golden Needles and stabbed one into Fuuma Kazuhikoâs heart and the other into his right kidney.
Finally, he took out a piece of lingzhi and stuffed it into his mouth.
After doing all this, a layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
Everything else was fine, but the two Taixuan Golden Needles consumed too much essence, qi, and spirit.
Seeing that he did not take any further action, Fuuma Hayabusa quickly walked over. âKazuhiko is fine?â
Ye Feng wiped the sweat off his forehead and glanced at him. âHe wonât die, but he will most likely be a cripple in the future.â
Fuuma Hayabusa immediately frowned. âWhat do you mean?â
Ye Feng was a little impatient, but he still explained: âThe poison has already corroded all his meridians. I can barely keep him alive, but Iâm afraid he will never be able to practice martial arts again.â
Fuuma Hayabusaâs expression immediately changed. The reason why he had wasted so much effort to save Kazuhiko was because he did not want the clan to lose such a young talent.
But now, from Ye Fengâs words, even if he survived, he would be a cripple in the future. He had wasted so many feelings.
âDid you not treat him properly on purpose?â He stared at Ye Feng with a scrutinizing gaze.
Ye Feng heard his question and immediately sneered: âI am a human, not a god. I didnât concoct the poison, and I donât have the antidote. Itâs already good enough that you can keep him alive. If you think you can cure his poison, you can try.â
Fuuma Hayabusa was about to fly into a rage when he was mercilessly rebuked.
Chizuru Sugawara hurriedly pulled him back. âIâve seen Kazuhikoâs condition just now. Itâs indeed as Mr. Ye said. Itâs already a great fortune that heâs still alive.â
Seeing that his wife had said so, Fuuma Hayabusa held back his anger and waved his hand at his subordinates. âTake him to rest.â
After saying that, he did not look at Fuuma Kazuhiko again.
A branch family disciple who could not cultivate martial arts was no different from a pig or dog in his eyes. He had no investment value at all.
He couldnât be blamed for being heartless. The Fuuma family had been able to survive for hundreds of years not because of their tender feelings, but because of their cold selection.
A branch family descendant could win the attention of the family through talent and strength. Similarly, when he lost these, he would also be abandoned like a worn shoe.
Immediately, two clansmen came over. One carried Fuuma Kazuhiko by his arms and the other by his legs. They carried Fuuma Kazuhiko away as if he was a dead dog.
The other clansmen looked at him, their faces revealing expressions of grief.
âMaster⦠Ye Feng.â
At this moment, a delicate voice suddenly sounded from the courtyard.
Ye Feng turned around and saw Fuuma Jianwu, who he had not seen for many days, running out.
She was wearing a simple white dress today. She didnât have any makeup on her face, but she had a delicate beauty.
When she passed by Fuuma Kazuhiko, her footsteps slowed down slightly, but she only took a glance before she quickly looked away and continued to run toward Ye Feng.
âYou⦠Youâre here?â Fuuma Jianwu ran up to him and looked up at him with a complicated expression in her eyes. It was as if she wanted to pour out the bitterness of the past two days to her lover.
However, in front of her father and so many clansmen, many words could not be said. They could only turn into a touch of tenderness in her eyes.
Ye Feng did not have so many scruples. He reached out and rubbed her little head. âIâm here.â
These two simple words were worth a thousand words, and Feng Jianwu almost burst into tears.
Fuuma Hayabusa saw the intimate interaction between Ye Feng and his daughter. A trace of displeasure flashed across his eyes. âWho allowed you to come out?â
His words were directed at Fuuma Jianwu.
Fuuma Jianwu was obviously very afraid of her father and immediately panicked. âI⦠I heard that Master⦠Ye Feng wanted to participate in the trial, so I wanted to watch the show. After all, this is the first time in more than a hundred years that someone has accepted the trial.â
Fuuma Hayabusa was about to continue scolding him when Chizuru Sugawara tugged at his sleeve. âIf Xiaowu wants to watch the show, let her watch. After all, this kind of trial is rare. Iâm afraid she can only see it once in her lifetime.â Hearing his wife say so, Fuuma Hayabusa didnât say anything else.
But Feng Jianwu did not seem to appreciate it. She only snorted at Chizuru Sugawara before turning her head toward Ye Feng.
Seeing her attitude, Fuuma Hayabusaâs anger rose again. âWhat are you snorting for? Donât you know how to greet your mother?â
Fuuma Jianwu glared at Chizuru Sugawara hatefully. âSheâs not my mother.â
âB*stardâ¦â Hearing her words, Fengjiansun wanted to continue scolding her.
âYou b*stard!â At this moment, Fuuma Takanosuke, who had been standing at the side, suddenly walked over and slapped him on the head again. âYouâre not allowed to talk to Xiaowu like that.â
When Fuuma Hayabusa faced the old man, his attitude immediately softened.
âDad, Iâm teaching my daughter a lesson. You canât always spoil her like thisâ¦â
âIâm teaching my son a lesson. Whatâs wrong? Canât I?â Old Master Fuuma stared at him angrily.
Fuuma Hayabusa looked at his daughter and then at his father. He was speechless.
Ye Feng looked at this familyâs farce from the side. He felt that it was much better than a television drama. It was really like one thing could subdue another!
Chizuru Sugawara noticed the awkward atmosphere and coughed dryly. âItâs getting late. Letâs start the trial quickly.â
Fuuma Hayabusa had a way out. He looked at Ye Feng. âAccording to the rules of the Fuuma family, this trial is divided into three stages. The first round was a competition of medical skills. You need to challenge the person with the best medical skills in our Fuuma family. If you win, you will pass the stage. If you lose, you will be eliminated.â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
When Ye Feng heard that they were going to compete in medical skills, he smiled lightly. âThen invite the person with the best medical skills in your family out.â
Fuuma Hayabusa immediately pointed at his wife beside him. âSugawaraâs medical skills are recognized as the best in our family. Let the two of you compete. â
All the members of the Fuuma family looked at Chizuru Sugawara with reverence and anticipation.
Chizuru Sugawara immediately braced herself and walked out. âMr. Yeâs medical skills are divine, I admit defeat?â
As soon as he said this, everyone present became tongue-tied.
They hadnât even competed yet, and she had already admitted defeat?
What the h*ll was this trial for?
Feng Jiansun also felt embarrassed and hurriedly pushed her. âWhat are you talking about? We havenât even competed yet.. Why are you boosting othersâ morale and reducing your own?â