All Chapters of The Prison Dragon: Unrivaled Medical God: Chapter 31
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Twilight of the Serpent
The crimson light of the hexagonal barrier hummed with a malevolent hunger, pressing against Ethan’s skin like a physical weight. Inside the "Crimson Cage Formation," the air was heavy and stagnant, designed to suffocate the "Pure Yang Body" that Viper coveted so desperately.Motionless Ethan stood amidst the trap, feeling how Golden Qi fought like fire quenched under a wet blanket."Suppression..." Ethan muttered, eyes closed. "For it suppresses Yang, but what if I pull?"He now reflected on drawing the "Nine Yin Cold Constitution" out of Emily late last night, not so much expelling it as understanding it. The "Frost Lotus Manual" he taught her was not for defense only; it was the other half of the circle.Deep breath taken, Ethan inverted his flow instead of fighting with the suppression: He took the golden fire in his dantian and forced it to move counter-clockwise, visualizing the "Soul Mending Flower" and the ice spike Emily had created, instead.Fizz.Sparks of grey energy crack
The Black Sun and the Frozen Vein
The shower in the master bathroom had been running for twenty minutes. When Ethan finally stepped out, the water swirling down the drain was grey with soot and ash.He wrapped a towel around his waist and walked into the bedroom. Emily was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the leather-covered ledger that Ethan had placed on the nightstand. She looked clean, but her eyes were haunted. Pictures of the people in cages weren't going to be that easy for her to wash away."You should sleep," Ethan said softly as he sat next to her."I can't," Emily said in a whisper, pointing at the ledger. "Ethan, I opened it. The names... some of them are children."Ethan's demeanor hardened. He reached over and opened the book. It was not merely a ledger of expenses. It was a livestock catalogue.Subject 402: Failed. Biomass recycled. Subject 405: Success. Sold to Project Black Sun. Price: $5 Million."Project Black Sun," Ethan read aloud. He laid down the animal-skin map he had taken from Viper
Fire, Ice, and the Roar of War
The mist in the Dragon Tooth valley was instantly shredded by a blinding flash of silver light.The mysterious woman's sword did not only cut the air; it froze the air. There was a crescent-shaped wave of glacial energy, sharp enough to slice through a tank, which was now hurtling toward Ethan's neck."Too slow," murmured Ethan.He didn't use a weapon. He stepped forward, his right fist gargantuanly enigmatic with Golden Qi, thrusting it forward against the emptiness.CLANG!The noise was reminiscent of a temple bell being hit with a behemoth sledgehammer. The golden fist boomed against the ice blade; the whirling energy burst into a fabulous torrential shower of diamonds from which thousands rained down on the floor of the forest.Her eyes widened behind the veil. Her expectation was that the intruder would be severed by the blade. Instead, her whole sword arm went numb on the feedback."Foundation Establishment?" she whispered and landed like a dancer on a tree branch. "And a body t
The Sky bleeds Iron
The valley of the Dragon Tooth Mountains used to be the tranquil haven of blue mist and silence. But not anymore."Ethan!" Emily screamed as the tremors caused by heavy machine gun fire erupted all around her, blasting the trees into fragments.He bellowed 'Move!' Ethan did not head away from fire; he headed into it.He poured his Golden Qi through his legs. The muscles in his calves exploded out of his pants. With a cratering stomp, he launched himself upward.He flung himself thirty feet into the air to grab hold of one of the branches of the ancient tree pine tree. He swung for a moment and shot higher into the lead helicopter hovering above the canopy.The pilot's eyes were wide behind his visor. He saw a man flying at him like a human missile."Target incoming! Evasive maneu-"Too late.Ethan didn't possess a weapon. Thus he became one and punched on the skid of the helicopter.Crunch.Crumpling like paper, the machine was ripped off the chassis, swinging Ethan's heavy body weigh
The Devil Wears White
River City Airport. Private Hangar.Rain lashed against the fuselage of the sleek, black Gulfstream jet sitting on the tarmac. It was a ghost plane—no markings, no flight number.Ethan Smith stood under the wing, his phone pressed to his ear."The jet is fueled," Lin's disembodied voice crackled over the communication system. "It will take you to the airstrip to 'Iron Creek,' the last town ever before the Northern Exclusion Zone. But Ethan… you are walking into a meat grinder. There are three battalions of General Kuhn stationed there.""I don't need a headcount, Yuna," Ethan's voice revealed no emotion. "I need equipment.""Check the cargo hold," Yuna sighed, realizing there was nothing she could do to stop him. "I sent whatever I could. A Kevlar-weave tactical suit. A satellite phone. And… something from my grandfather's personal collection. A sword made from meteorite iron. It can conduct Qi even better than steel.""Thanks.""Ethan-" Yuna hesitated, "Bring her back. And come back a
The Belly of the Beast
The military transport truck rattled violently as it crawled across the frozen wasteland known as "The Grinder." Outside the reinforced windshield, the snow was blinding, whipping horizontally in the gale-force winds. Every few hundred yards, a red flag stuck out of the ice—markers for the high-explosive anti-tank mines buried beneath the permafrost.The heater was blasting in the cab, but the Captain was sweating bullets. His hands were gripping the steering wheel tight enough to turn his knuckles white."Keep it steady," Ethan told him, sitting in the passenger seat cleaning his fingernails with the tip of a scalpel that he had found in the glove box."Insane," the Captain muttered, his eyes darting to the dashboard. "One slip on the ice, one wrong inch, and we're vapor.""Then don't slip," said Ethan.A bump was hit by the truck. The Captain gasped and jerked his hand towards a small red toggle switch under the radio, a silent distress beacon.Thwack.The scalpel embedded itself in
The Ice Phoenix Screams
The lab floor vibrated as War, the granite-skinned giant, charged. He moved with the momentum of a runaway freight train, his armored shoulder lowered for a tackle that would pulverize concrete.Ethan stood his ground with Black Heaven in his hand."Little doctor, die!" roared War.Just before impact, Ethan sidestepped. He didn't just dodge; he spun, drawing the black meteorite sword in a blur of motion.SHING.Ethan slashed at the back of War's knee-the only joint not fully covered by the heavy power armor.CLANG.Sparks flew. The blade didn't cut deep. The mutant's skin was harder than the steel Ethan was used to."Tickles," War grunted, swinging a backhand that caught Ethan in the ribs.BAM!Ethan was thrown across the room, crashing into a bank of computer servers. Sparks showered down on him. He coughed, tasting blood. Physical strength alone wasn't enough against these monsters."Target damaged," the synthesized voice of Death announced. The scythe-wielder floated forward, his b
The Name Written in Blood
General Kuhn stumbled back against the railing of the catwalk, clutching his frozen, useless stump of a hand. The arrogance that had defined him moments ago was gone, replaced by the primal terror of a prey animal staring at a predator.Ethan fell heavily onto the metal grating after having completed his landing. There was no rush on his part. He walked towards Kuhn, dragging the meteorite sword Black Heaven along the floor, creating a deep groove in steel."Stay back!" screams Kuhn. He swings his silver cane-the hidden blade concealed within.CLANG.But Ethan was not disturbed. He did not break his march, instead simply slapped the cane away with the flat of his sword, spinning it into the darkness below.Ethan closed a hand around Kuhn's throat and lifted him from his feet against the wall behind him."You wanted my blood?" asked Ethan in a low voice rendered almost childish by the raging golden Qi inside him. "Then here I am.""Ethan..." Kuhn gagged, his face going purple as he str
The City of Wolves and Smoke
The journey south was a blur of stolen license plates, backroad diners, and sleepless nights.They dumped the military pickup thirty miles across the border before trading it in for a rusted sedan found in a junkyard. Traveling through the empty highways interlinking the provinces, Ethan wasted no time."Cultivation is breathing," Ethan explained, glancing at Emily in the passenger seat. She was meditating, and a thin layer of frost covered the dashboard in front of her. "The world is filled with Qi. Most people breathe just to survive. We breathe to steal the power of heaven and earth.""It feels... heavy," Emily whispered after opening her eyes. "Like drinking mercury.""That is the Spirit Vein energy settling in your marrow," Ethan replied. "You skipped ten years of foundation work in three days. Your body is a weapon now, Emily. You have to learn the safety catch."By the time the skyline of the Capital appeared on the horizon- a sprawling metropolis of nearly neon skyscrapers and
The Furnace in the Palm
The bronze gong reverberated through the Azure Furnace Pavilion, signaling the start of the Heavenly Flame Exam.Hundreds pressed against the velvet cords: alchemists, merchants and spies from the Great Families filling the suffocating atmosphere. In the middle of the hall, two podiums stood high above the rest.Guo Feng, 'Prodigy of the Capital,' was there in his immaculate white robes with a smug grin on his face on the left.To the right was 'Han' (Ethan), the scarred wanderer in rough Black Cloak, vagrant and bored."Round One," head judge spoke from the high table. "The Wall of a Thousand Herbs."Servants rolled out the two segments of the great wooden boards with drawers. Each drawer contained a fragment of a dried herb-a root, leaf, or seed. There were exactly one thousand drawers."You have ten minutes," the Judge shouted. "Identify as many as you can by scent alone. Writing begins... NOW!"Guo Feng moved instantly. He didn't smell the drawers. He simply glanced at the marking