Bi Jiuyou

Chapter 1240: 1229: Can Divine Doctors Practice Martial Arts Too?


Chapter 1240: Chapter 1229: Can Divine Doctors Practice Martial Arts Too?


Li Yang heard from his father that after entering the True Qi Realm and continuing to cultivate, one can reach the Object-Manipulating Realm, True Origin Realm, or even the Aerial Mastery Realm. Beyond those realms, he had no idea.


He thought that even if someone could reach the Aerial Mastery Realm, they would be as rare as a phoenix feather.


Originally, he felt secretly proud of himself for reaching the True Qi Realm at such a young age.


But listening to Ning Fan speak, it felt as if an old grandfather was advising his grandson.


This guy isn’t much older than us, what makes him talk like this?


Could this guy be a Jianghu figure pretending to be harmless?


Li Yang was somewhat skeptical. Following Jianghu etiquette, he cupped his fists and smiled, “May I ask your honored name?”


“I never change my name or surname; Ning Fan.”


Ning Fan said indifferently.


“Ning Fan? Why does this name sound so familiar?”


Li Yang furrowed his brow, deep in thought.


Soon, he remembered the rumor circulating recently in Zhonghai about a Divine Doctor named Liu finding his master, playfully called “Where’s the Master?”


The master Liu Divine Doctor found was said to be very young, and if guessed correctly, it was Ning Fan.


There are thousands of people named Ning Fan in Huaxia; could he be this young man standing before me?


Suddenly, he recalled the reason Liu Divine Doctor sought Ning Fan was due to Miss Xu Ruolan of the Xu Family contracting a rare disease, which was barely improved after seeing many doctors.


Ultimately, they sought out Ning Fan, who quickly cured Xu Ruolan’s illness, gaining widespread fame in Zhonghai and nearly appearing on the news.


After all, who is Ruolan? She’s the number one beauty in Zhonghai’s business circle; her every move draws a lot of attention, let alone someone curing her illness.


Thinking about it, Li Yang asked, “Mr. Ning, are you the God Doctor Ning who cured the Xu Family’s eldest daughter?”


“I dare not call myself Divine Doctor, but I did cure the illness.”


Ning Fan did not deny it and spoke calmly.


“What? My heavens, you’re actually Ning the young God Doctor!”


Suddenly, everyone was shocked.


After all, this rumor spread widely, and many people knew about it.


“So this person is Ning the young God Doctor; it’s no wonder he’s so cold and indifferent. He certainly has the credentials.”


“However, even if his medical skills are excellent, could his Martial Cultivation Realm be equally high?”


“Not necessarily. There are heroic doctors in Jianghu; to survive, some Heroes are also skilled in medicine. If injured, relying on others might lead to dire consequences.”


“But this Ning Fan is so young and such a medical prodigy; he’s surely spent much time learning. How can he have time to focus on enhancing his Martial Cultivation Realm?”


“That’s unknown. Some extraordinary geniuses exist who can’t be measured by common standards.”


Amid the discussion, Li Yang cupped his fists towards Ning Fan, showing a hint of respect, “So it’s the divine doctor in person. I, Li Yang, greet you.”


“Same to you, no need for formalities.”


Ning Fan waved his hand indifferently, “I heard from Xiaoqing that your Martial Arts Society’s skills are decent, but they are not as renowned upon closer inspection; your cultivation is good for health but far from the life-and-death battles.”


It can be said that although Li Yang entered the True Qi Realm as a martial cultivator, he has not experienced Jianghu and does not know its dangers.


Moreover, in Jianghu, not only martial skills can kill, but there are many ways such as conspiracies, traps, or poisons…


Certainly, with Li Yang’s naive style, even if he entered the True Origin Realm, he would not compare to true Jianghu figures.


Even in Jianghu, an experienced martial cultivator who has not reached the True Origin Realm can easily kill Li Yang, who lacks experience; this is not alarmism but reality.


Though Li Yang couldn’t comprehend the height of Ning Fan’s realm, he could sense a faint pressure from Ning Fan, indicating his realm is much higher.


“Mr. Ning, I, Li Yang, am naturally not your match, and I am insignificant in the whole Zhonghai, but our society’s president is a young prodigy; he is the young master of Jiangcheng’s Zhou Family, not only powerful,”


He spared no expense seeking masters from a young age to learn martial cultivation methods. He won last year’s Zhonghai City University Martial Arts Competition; among young people, he has few rivals.”


“Really?”


Ning Fan shook his head, unconcerned, with a teasing expression, “Is it Jiangcheng’s Zhou Family? Not a martial arts family; the so-called masters hired with wealth and power may not have real knowledge. Moreover, the university martial arts competition holds great appeal but offers little substance.”


Everyone glanced at each other, emotions ranging from anger to skepticism and conflict.


At that moment, someone pushed the ajar door and walked in, voice filled with arrogance and discontent.


“Who’s speaking nonsense here, saying the university martial arts competition is mere decorative moves?”


“President!”


“Senior Zhou Wei!”


The members nodded respectfully at the newcomer.


Even Li Yang showed caution and introduced, “President Zhou, this is Ning Fan, the God Doctor renowned in Zhonghai. Everyone, meet.”


“Ha.”


Before Ning Fan spoke, Zhou Wei sneered, “Just a showy Jianghu fraud. Curing the Xu Family’s eldest daughter might be a fluke; do you all believe it?”


He turned his words, sneering at Ning Fan, “Even if you have true skills, how can you look down on our Zhonghai University martial arts students? We are the flowers of the nation, the sun at eight or nine o’clock; who do you think you are?”


“Oh my!”


Upon hearing this, Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, stood up, and examined Zhou Wei, revealing his realm before scoffing, “Ah, there are too many self-righteous young men; don’t they know there’s always someone better?”


“Talk is cheap, as if you’re a master?”


Zhou Wei glared at Ning Fan and sneered, “I don’t mean to bully you; I’ll let you use only your legs, and I can still knock you out.”


His anger stemmed from two reasons.


Firstly, as president of Zhonghai University Martial Arts Society, he needed to defend the society’s honor against Ning Fan’s disdain.