Chapter 640: Chapter 633 Usurpation

“What? You want our Medicine King Valley to merge into the Bloodthirsty Sect?”

“Impossible, that’s absolutely impossible!”

“Unless I die, otherwise, if you think I will step down and hand over the position of Valley Master to you, that’s a pipe dream!”

…

His complexion changed drastically, Yan Song was almost roaring in fury.

Originally, he had prepared himself to make a concession. As long as Ye Fangxian took the position of Valley Master and his actions were not too outrageous, Yan Song was willing to step aside and hand the position over to Ye Fangxian.

After all, in terms of strength, he was indeed somewhat inferior to Ye Fangxian.

The strong should be respected, and since Ye Fangxian possessed such power, his becoming the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley did not seem like an unacceptable event.

But now, before Ye Fangxian had even taken the position, he was asserting that he would merge Medicine King Valley into the Bloodthirsty Sect…

How could Yan Song accept such a thing!

Should he really give the position of Valley Master to Ye Fangxian, the entire Medicine King Valley would disappear, becoming just another hall within the Bloodthirsty Sect. Then he, Yan Song, would become a sinner of the sect; even in death, he wouldn’t have the face to meet the ancestors of Medicine King Valley.

“There are no absolutes in this world; nothing is impossible.”

“Stuck at the bottom of a well, one utterly fails to see the sky above. Medicine King Valley has been secluded for so many years; I thought that after such a long period of contemplation, you would see some things more clearly.”

“Who would have thought that you would remain so self-aggrandizing, completely oblivious to the potential strength of the Bloodthirsty Sect, and utterly unaware of the sheer terror of an Earth Immortal’s power when they’ve condensed a domain.”

“Wanting to merge Medicine King Valley into the Bloodthirsty Sect is for the good of the sect. Anyone who dares to hinder this is my enemy.”

“Uncle Master Yan, if I were not truly forced, I would have no desire to move against you. Are you certain that you want to stand in my way and block my path?”

Still in a casual manner, Ye Fangxian looked directly at Yan Song as he spoke.

His words appeared light and nonchalant, yet they were filled with a clear threat.

After being defeated by Zhang Tianci, he had built a small wooden shack at the foot of Black Water Immortal Mountain and lived there for nearly three years.

Accompanying Zhang Tianci in real combat, Zhang’s cultivation of the Black Water Mysterious Yellow Sword Finger had progressed rapidly over the years.

Now, he was able to launch an attack from a hundred li away, slaying people beneath the streak of his finger’s light.

In close combat, Zhang Tianci was no match for Ye Fangxian, but should Zhang use the Black Water Mysterious Yellow Sword Finger from a hundred li away to attack Ye Fangxian, then Ye Fangxian could only passively take the hits without even catching a glimpse of the opponent.

Having experienced this firsthand, Ye Fangxian was acutely aware of the terror of the Black Water Mysterious Yellow Sword Finger, and he coveted the Divine Secret Skill deeply, strengthening his resolve to become Chen Hai’s disciple.

Zhang Tianci was very satisfied with his cultivation progress of the Black Water Mysterious Yellow Sword Finger.

How to show his sincerity and successfully become Chen Hai’s disciple?

In this regard, he did not hold back.

In addition to the occasional guidance, he shared all his experiences of becoming a disciple with Ye Fangxian.

It was for all these reasons that, upon returning to Medicine King Valley, Ye Fangxian’s behavior was so abnormal.

However, he was a bit too kind-hearted, and while he had the chance to take out Valley Master Yan Song just like Zhang Tianci had done, Ye Fangxian found it difficult to go through with it.

Merely relying on martial force to coerce Yan Song into giving up his position, Ye Fangxian felt that his actions were already quite merciful, leaving Yan Song with considerable dignity.

But now, his good intentions, in the eyes of Yan Song, seemed to have become utterly thankless.

“Ye Fangxian, you are utterly ungrateful and treacherous!”

“Back when Medicine King Valley reemerged after its seclusion, you were gravely wounded and dying, barely clinging to life, collapsed outside our Medicine King Valley. It must have been the lard in my brain that befuddled me, to have saved you and brought you into the valley.”

“If you had truly just died, that would have been a cause for universal jubilation. How would today’s events have even occurred?”

“Still threatening me, trying to force me to relinquish the position of Valley Master to you?”

“Today, I will expel you from Medicine King Valley. From now on, you, Ye Fangxian, are no longer one of us…”

Yan Song glared at Ye Fangxian, completely turning his back on him.

His words were utterly uncompromising and not meant for Ye Fangxian’s ears alone. His voice had already spread to every corner of Medicine King Valley in an instant.

Yan Song knew that he was no match for Ye Fangxian in terms of strength. Even though he announced Ye Fangxian’s expulsion from Medicine King Valley, he had no intention of taking any action. After saying his piece, he turned and left without another word.

“I originally turned my heart towards the bright moon, but alas, the bright moon shines over the ditch.”

“Uncle Master Yan, I have always preferred harmony over conflict. By pushing me this far, you’re forcing my hand against you!”

With a bittersweet expression, Ye Fangxian let out a long, deep sigh.

In the next moment, he flipped his hand over, conjuring a sky full of palm imprints, slapping them towards Yan Song.

…

Within the grand hall atop Black Water Immortal Mountain, Chen Hai, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

“This little accident has already cost me twelve years. Compared to the Slaughter Skill, it seems much more difficult to create this Basic Method of cultivation.”

“After all these years, the Black Water True Technique that I aim to create has only just begun to show some semblance of form.”

“To truly create it, even just its rudimentary shape, I don’t know how much time it will take.”

With furrowed brows, Chen Hai let out a long sigh.

At his level of strength, time really flies by for him, and a brief moment can mean many years passing by.

Fortunately, his wife, Ye Qingqing, had already set foot on the Tao Path. Although she hadn’t become a True Immortal, she had already stepped into the Nine Realms of Heavenly Tribulation. Living for a few hundred years was certainly not a problem for her.

Chen Hai could seclude himself for years or even decades at a time, and she understood and accepted it. There would no longer be the unnecessary conflicts they had in the past over such matters.

Flexing his body, Chen Hai walked out of the grand hall.

Being cooped up inside all the time, even if seclusion made time fly, still felt a bit stifling. Occasionally, he needed to go outside for a breath of fresh air.

He strolled casually around the summit before heading straight down the mountain.

“Chen Hai!”

“Master!”

…

Having just reached the large stone stele at the foot of Black Water Immortal Mountain, Ye Qingqing and Zhang Tianci, who had received the news of his emergence from seclusion, were already rushing over. After stopping beside him, the two of them greeted him.

“Qingqing, it’s been a long time. You seem to have grown even younger and more beautiful!”

“Tianci, how is your practice of the Black Water Mysterious Yellow Sword Finger coming along? Have you fully mastered it yet?”

Chen Hai smiled and nodded, responding one by one to them.

He only saw these two and did not see Ye Fangxian, which made him feel a slight sense of loss.

After all, Ye Fangxian was the reincarnation of an Innate Spiritual Treasure, a person with boundless potential for the future. It would truly be a pity if he could not become one of his disciples.

“I’ll find an opportunity to consult the Heaven’s Secret Technique again to see why Ye Fangxian hasn’t sought another chance to apprentice himself to me.”

On the surface, everything appeared normal, but inwardly, Chen Hai mused to himself.