Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City
Chapter 389 - 388: There is a Way to Heaven, No Door to Hell! (First Update)

Chapter 389: Chapter 388: There is a Way to Heaven, No Door to Hell! (First Update)

Beivwei’s delicate body trembled slightly with anger.

Her palms were tightly clenched into fists, and her tender jade-like fingers creaked aloud, making a snapping sound.

Anger!

Humiliation!

Frustration!

Misery!

Unwillingness!

Countless thoughts surged in Beivwei’s heart.

Eventually, they formed a single sentence, three words: "Why should I?"

Beivwei suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with bloodshot veins, and a bitter, hoarse voice came from her throat.

I am the Seventh Lady of the Mo Family!

And Mo Zhong.

Is just an old servant!

A lady like me, to apologize to a servant?

"Haha!"

Jing Han sneered, shook her head, and said coldly, "Why should you? Beivwei, do I even need to say it? Don’t you know why yourself? What is your status, aren’t you aware? Your mother was just a singer, lowly in bloodline! And I, of noble blood, am the true direct descendant of the Mo Family. You might nominally be the Seventh Lady of the Mo Family, but in reality, your status doesn’t even compare to that of a servant, don’t you understand?"

Jing Han’s tone was full of mockery and disdain!

Yes!

Deep disdain.

Beivwei’s mother was just a singer in the Mo Family!

In a drunken moment, her father favored that wretched woman!

Thus, Beivwei was born.

Without mincing words, Beivwei is very beautiful, extremely beautiful.

Inheriting the beautiful features of that wretched mother.

But.

What use is beauty? Jing Han, I am the true direct descendant of the Mo Family!

While Beivwei, is nothing more than the daughter of a wretched woman.

"You!"

Hearing Jing Han’s words, Beivwei trembled all over, her heart bleeding.

’Indeed! My mother was of humble birth, so that’s why I strived hard! I practiced cultivation diligently, even daring to leave the Spirit Realm to undergo trials on the Wilderness Continent, just so I could aid the family in obtaining the treasures left by gods and demons in the God Demon Tomb, and thereby earn my father’s approval!’

’I am ten years younger than Jing Han! Jing Han’s cultivation is only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, and she has been endowed with countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, Spiritual Medicines, Spirit Stones, and top Cultivation Methods since childhood!’

’And what do I have? The worst cultivation resources, yet still, I managed to silently elevate my cultivation to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage through my own efforts!’

’Even so, just to have a slightly higher status in my father’s eyes, to slightly ease my mother’s life within the household...’

In Beivwei’s heart, recalling these years was extremely miserable!

"What ’you’?"

Jing Han humphed softly, glaring at Beivwei with disgust, and commanded, "What are you waiting for? Apologize to Mo Zhong now!"

"Seventh Lady, just a casual apology is enough! No need to kneel!" Mo Zhong grinned, his eyes full of smugness.

Beivwei still stood there.

Like a statue, motionless on the spot.

Her originally bright and radiant attractive eyes also lost their luster, dimming completely.

"Beivwei, what are you waiting for? Your mother is in the hall, with distinguished guests waiting! If not for this despicable girl suddenly coming home, would your mother need to come out and deal with your mess?" Jing Han’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, her tone filled with coldness, "Hurry up and apologize, don’t waste your mother’s time!"

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

...

Ten seconds passed.

Beivwei still stood there, staring blankly, her whole body freezing.

"Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

Jing Han’s eyes were like icy water, very cold!

The next second.

Jing Han stepped forward, came right in front of Beivwei, looking down from a high position, raised her hand, and slapped Beivwei’s face!

"Haha!"

Seeing this, Mo Zhong by the side sneered, his eyes filled with an even more apparent smug look!

Just as Mo Zhong thought that Mo Jinghan’s slap was about to land on Mo Beiwei’s delicate face.

"Crack..."

A figure suddenly flashed and appeared in front of Mo Beiwei in an instant.

Raising his hand, it clamped onto Mo Jinghan’s wrist like an iron vice, gripping it tightly!

"What are you doing?" Mo Jinghan was stunned, and seeing that it was Lin Fan, she burst into rage, "Let go of me, old woman! I’m teaching Mo Beiwei a lesson, what does it have to do with you?"

"Beiwei is your sister, right? Even if her mother comes from Beiwei, do you have to humiliate her like this in front of a servant?" Lin Fan frowned.

"Haha! Brat, in my eyes, Mo Beiwei’s status is even lower than that of a servant! As for you? A mere brat, also dare to stop me? Seek death!" Mo Jinghan sneered coldly.

The next moment, she burst forth with the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm!

All her mana surged towards Lin Fan’s wrist!

If.

Lin Fan was just an ordinary Golden Core Late Stage cultivator.

This powerful shock would probably have sent him flying completely.

And Lin Fan’s wrist would not survive, exploding on the spot!

Malicious!

Too malicious!

However, an unbelievable scene that made everyone present gasp happened!

"Bang!"

There was only a muffled sound and Lin Fan was not sent flying.

Instead, Mo Jinghan’s hand exploded instantly, bones and flesh flew everywhere, a fair arm turned into a mist of blood, extremely brutal!

"Ah!"

Mo Jinghan screamed miserably, retreating back a dozen steps, holding her severed wrist.

Her face turned pale as snow in an instant!

"You little bastard! You actually... actually dared to break my arm!!!"

"I didn’t make a move! This is all your own power that caused your arm to shatter," Lin Fan shook his head, amused.

He truly hadn’t made a move.

However, Lin Fan’s hand had seized Mo Jinghan’s meridian!

Thus.

The energy within her body, when it erupted, was blocked at the wrist, forcefully breaking her own arm!

"Kill him! Kill him for me!" Mo Jinghan roared lowly.

"Yes, Fourth Miss!"

Mo Zhong was shocked and furious, never expecting such a thing to happen.

A fierce and cruel expression flashed across Mo Zhong’s old face, looking at Lin Fan like a fierce ghost, "Little beast! Heaven has a road yet you choose none, hell has no gate yet you come uninvited! You even dare to hurt our Mo Family’s Fourth Miss? Go die!"

Mo Zhong stepped forward, with the terrifying power of Nascent Soul Middle Stage, closing in on Lin Fan, completely disregarding him.

"Swoosh!"

Mo Zhong’s speed was extremely fast!

His entire person turned into an afterimage, arriving in front of Lin Fan.

He raised his hand and aimed a slap at Lin Fan’s crown!

If this slap were to land, a typical Golden Core Late Stage cultivator would have his skull burst open instantly, dying from the cerebral explosion.

A kin to the master, equally as malicious!

But then.

Lin Fan gently raised his hand, formed a fist, and punched out!

The might of this single punch was earth-shattering, causing the ground to quake!

Those outside the Mo Family’s gates only felt as if the void had been punched through by Lin Fan’s fist, so terrifying!

This punch, was merely the power of Lin Fan’s physical body and did not use the power of Dragon Bone, a force of five hundred thousand catties!

"Bang!"

Mo Zhong’s entire person, like made of paper, was sent flying.

His chest burst open violently!

Mo Zhong’s Dantian was completely destroyed by Lin Fan’s fist, his Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivation utterly ruined, and Mo Zhong himself became a cripple!

From then on.

All the gazes converged on Lin Fan’s face in utter shock.

Lin Fan ignored everyone’s gazes, looked at Mo Beiwei, and said lightly, "Beiwei, did you see? To deal with this kind of servant, you need to use such methods!"