Not long after the two young men left the peak of Black’s Rock, Lao An, who was scavenging through the ruins of the former Sacred Blood Sect complex, was startled by the appearance of an old man in shabby clothing.The old man, dressed like a beggar and leaning on a wooden cane for support, looked around with wild, curious eyes. But all he could see were the remnants of destruction—and a man walking toward him.“What are you looking for, Sir?” Lao An asked, intrigued. He observed the stranger from head to toe, puzzled as to why a beggar would be wandering on the peak of Black’s Rock.“What just happened to this place? Was there an earthquake that caused all these buildings to collapse?” the shabby man asked, his face full of surprise.“No, Sir. Yesterday, there was a fierce battle between two warriors that completely destroyed this sect, which belonged to my fellow disciple,” Lao An replied.“Oh...” The old man pursed his lips,

Queen Qiang Hui smiled again, her expression full of mystery. Ho Chen froze, his eyelids blinking rapidly. His mind raced, searching for who his foster mother could possibly be referring to."Could it be that beggar? But if it’s really him, why couldn’t I sense his energy?" Ho Chen asked curiously."Questions like that are only asked by warriors whose skills are still lacking, my son. You should already know the answer," Queen Qiang Hui replied."If that beggar really is the Medicine God, why did he stay silent when he met me, Mother?""What legend would go around declaring himself a legend, my son? Even when you one day meet the Sword God, he won’t simply tell you he is the Sword God."Ho Chen nodded. The rice plant philosophy—saying that the fuller it is, the more it bows—was usually followed by those with pure hearts who were not obsessed with honor or praise."Then I must find him immediately!" Ho Chen said enthusia

Ho Chen closed his eyes. This time, he tried to feel the process of his body moving from one place to another. But he still felt nothing, as the transition was so quick and sudden that the voice of the Medicine God entered his ears."Open your eyes, Ho Chen! We've arrived."Ho Chen opened his eyes. A frown appeared on his forehead as he saw that all around him was just an expanse of sand and scattered large and small rocks. Far ahead was a long hill, so long that it seemed endless."What is this place?" he murmured softly."Enough with the questions! Keep walking straight until you pass that hill! Remember, this is a sacred place. Avoid and discard your desires if you wish to finish on time!"The voice of the Medicine God was heard again, but the old man's physical form was nowhere to be seen—only his voice echoed in Ho Chen's ears.Determined to quickly help Fang Yun, who was imprisoned in the demon realm, Ho Chen spurred h

-From what he saw, Ho Chen was most interested in a large stone table filled with tools for concocting medicine.In his mind, the knowledge of medicine would be very useful for someone like him who would always be adventuring. Besides being able to take care of his own health, he also thought about dedicating this knowledge to help people in need."Don’t look at anything else for now, Ho Chen! I will definitely teach you after you manage to rescue your friend," said the Medicine God, surprising Ho Chen.The twenty-year-old young man could only grin, realizing once again that Prananda—also known as the Medicine God—could easily read his mind."Grandfather, before I start training, may I ask you something?""What do you want to ask?""Will I be able to rescue Fang Yun on my own? Why won’t you come with me into the demon realm?" asked Ho Chen."That’s two questions, you fool!" snapped the Medicine God, his gaze sh

In his confusion, a voice suddenly startled him — the voice of the Drunken God."Ho Chen, try to attack me!" the Drunken God shouted, urging the young man to strike him."How am I supposed to fight him? He can't even stand properly," Ho Chen thought to himself."Why are you just standing there like a constipated ox? Attack me, you idiot!" barked the Drunken God angrily.Ho Chen grinned like a horse upon hearing the Drunken God insult him so freely. He then took a few steps forward."I'm ready, old man."The Drunken God moved forward in a strange pattern and immediately launched an attack. His fist shot quickly toward Ho Chen's chest.Realizing that the Drunken God's attack was no joke, Ho Chen swiftly sidestepped to avoid it. He then had to duck because the Drunken God's other hand aimed to slash at his neck.While still crouching, Ho Chen spotted an opening created by the Drunken God. Quickly, he atte