Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 792: Who Are You Really?_1

Chapter 792: Chapter 792: Who Are You Really?_1

"This move of yours is quite good,"

Chen Bingbing nodded in approval then glanced at the lifeless body of Nie Hengxing on the ground and waved at Han Feng.

Understanding the signal, Han Feng quickly moved the corpses of Nie Hengxing and the other four black-clad men away.

"Nie Zhenyuan once set aside a ten billion revenge fund for himself. Once something happened to him, the Nie family would automatically activate this fund,"

Chen Bingbing slowly said, "The Nie family doesn’t know who killed Nie Zhenyuan, but you are their prime suspect."

Mo Han gave a bitter smile, knowing that what she said was true. He had had violent conflicts with the Nie family not long ago, which made him a prime suspect in Nie Zhenyuan’s murder.

But the key point was, Nie Zhenyuan’s death wasn’t his doing, but rather planned by Chen Bingbing, the Grandmaster of the Martial Alliance, in front of him.

"The four people you just saw are well-known assassins in the industry. They were all tempted by the ten billion and hired by Nie Hengxing to assassinate you,"

Chen Bingbing continued, "Right now, you’re a walking ten-billion treasure trove; everyone wants a bite."

Mo Han’s brows furrowed slightly as he spoke up, "Grandmaster Chen, just say what you want to say."

"Talking to a smart person is simple,"

Chen Bingbing chuckled, then her expression became serious again, and she said word for word, "I want you to join the Martial Alliance!"

"As long as you join the Martial Alliance, our best experts can come out in full force to protect your family!"

"Moreover, I can assure you that, at most in one month, I can have the Nie family’s revenge mandate revoked, and within Jiuzhou, no one will dare to belittle you!"

Mo Han didn’t agree immediately. He lifted his head, his eyes blazing as he looked at her, "Grandmaster Chen, your aim isn’t just to have me join the Martial Alliance, is it?"

"Correct!"

Chen Bingbing laughed lightly, took a deep breath, and then said emphatically, "I have another condition: acknowledge me as your master!"

"Only if you become my disciple will you be qualified to be my successor in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Han was greatly shocked.

He hadn’t expected Chen Bingbing to request him to become her disciple; it was clear she was planning to entrust the Martial Alliance to him.

He shook his head, without the slightest hesitation, and refused, "I am grateful for Grandmaster Chen’s kindness, but I’ve always been a free spirit by nature. I really don’t like the idea of staying in the Martial Alliance."

"The Martial Alliance is full of talented and outstanding figures, and Grandmaster Chen can easily choose a suitable person to inherit your mantle."

"As for me... I’ll have to decline..."

When Chen Bingbing was flatly refused, she became somewhat angry.

No one had ever refused her before, and this guy was the first.

"Bang!"

Just as she was about to get angry, a sudden loud noise came from outside, followed by the sight of Han Feng being kicked from outside the door, flying straight for seven or eight meters.

Clutching his chest, Han Feng’s face was pale, and blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Mo Han quickly stepped forward, placing his right hand on Han Feng’s pulse, and his brows immediately furrowed into a ’川’ shape, "Damn it! Disordered breathing, unstoppable bleeding, severe internal organ displacement."

At the same time, a middle-aged man with a black hood and a long object wrapped in silk on his back, who had a thick beard, strode in.

Being able to enter the bamboo courtyard without a sound and seriously injure Han Feng with just a raise of his hand, he was definitely an expert among experts.

Chen Bingbing, who was looking for an outlet for her anger, saw the man walk in, her rage intensifying. In a low and deadly tone, she said, "Who are you? What are you doing here? And why did you injure Han Feng?"

The bearded man lifted his head slightly, and upon seeing the masked Chen Bingbing, he spoke indifferently, "I am Zang Sha, from Dongying."

"I have come here to challenge the experts of Jiuzhou."

"So far, I have killed seven Innate Realm Earth Rank martial artists from Yingzhou and twenty-three from Jiuzhou."

"I hope Grandmaster Chen will not disappoint me..."

Could it be him?

Chen Bingbing’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. Recently, the rumors in the Jiangling underworld had spoken of a mysterious bladesman with a colossal saber who had challenged the leaders of Kunlun, Kongtong, Emei, Huashan, Songshan, and others—one by one they fell, barely withstanding five moves before being killed.

Yes, not defeated, but killed outright.

Even the revered Wudang leader Yue Yunsong and Shaolin Abbot Shi Yongren had both perished at this man’s hands.

Chen Bingbing, confident in her martial skills, knew that defeating Yue Yunsong and Shi Yongren head-on would not be easy, let alone killing them on the spot.

Originally, she planned to invite Mo Han to join the Martial Alliance after arriving at Jiangling City, before thoroughly investigating this mysterious blade wielder. But unexpectedly, the individual in question took the initiative to seek her out.

"To defeat the heads of both Yue and Shi head-on, this guy’s cultivation is at least equivalent to mine at my peak, half a step into the Heavenly Tier Realm! Worse, it’s even possible that he may have touched the threshold of the Heavenly Tier."

With these thoughts, Chen Bingbing placed her focus-tailed zither on her knees, hands playing over the strings, then said to Mo Han, "You go first!"

"He won’t be able to leave!"

Zang Sha’s mouth curled up slightly, as the silk draping over his shoulder unfurled in a flash, revealing a Horse Chopping Saber. Bathed in sunlight, the blade emitted a faint, eerie glow.

"Back off!"

Chen Bingbing’s body swayed. Her hands pressed rapidly on the zither strings, and her fingers moved swiftly, sending out a sound as overwhelming as crashing waves.

"Ice Soul Six Sounds — Sound Saber!"

"Ice Soul Six Sounds — Sky Spear!"

"Ice Soul Six Sounds — Mountain Axe!"

"Ice Soul Six Sounds — Vast Sword!"

"Ice Soul Six Sounds — Drifting Needles!"

"Ice Soul Six Sounds — Dome Arrows!"

Six weapons, formed from swirling streams of Qi, hovered around Chen Bingbing, with the atmosphere exploding around her, crackling intensely.

Mo Han, with quick reflexes, hurriedly supported the severely injured Han Feng. Hearing the clamor, alarm flashed across Han Feng’s eyes, "All the Ice Soul Six Sounds revealed... Is the Grandmaster sparing no effort?"

Zang Sha’s face was scraped by the gritty wind, drawing blood from several cuts.

Yet, he was not the least bit afraid; instead, his eyes gleamed with excitement akin to the calm before a volcanic eruption.

"This is the feeling! This is the feeling!"

He laughed out loud, tears streaming down his face.

Ever since he had received the mysterious inheritance, not to speak of losing, he hadn’t even been injured.

But now, someone had managed to break through his protective shield with just a stream of Qi, and that was exhilarating for him.

Taking a deep breath, he grasped his Horse Chopping Saber with both hands, and a spiral of purple Qi wrapped around the saber in an instant. His gaze provocatively locked onto Chen Bingbing, "Ready?"

"Take care of Han Feng! Hurry and go!"

Seeing that Mo Han had not left, Chen Bingbing’s eyebrows furrowed tightly as she yelled loudly.

Mo Han stuffed a Qiankun Elixir into Han Feng’s mouth and then placed him behind a large tree before strolling back. With a complex look, he glanced at Zang Sha and then let out a sigh. Turning to Chen Bingbing he said, "Grandmaster Chen, by forcibly concentrating your spiritual energy like this, you’re only going to further damage your body."

"Let me handle this fight."

Chen Bingbing was taken aback, "Mo Han, you..."

"This battle is between him and me."

Mo Han slowly extended his right hand, flicked his wrist downward, and under the pressure of his Qi, a long saber materialized in his grasp.

Zang Sha was first bewildered, but when he recognized Mo Han’s face, he burst into laughter, "It’s you!"

"That day, when I killed Ryusho Funakoshi at Sakura Island, I saw you on his phone."

"Great, I’ll kill you first, then take down the head of the Martial Alliance!"

With that, his eyes flashed bloodthirstily. His body shot forward like an arrow, and the Horse Chopping Saber hurtled toward its target with high velocity.

Mo Han, poised and composed, raised his long saber; a spiral of purple Qi instantly enveloped the blade.

"Clang!"

The clashing of the two blades resounded like an exploding mountain, causing even Grandmaster Chen Bingbing to involuntarily step back three paces.

"Impossible!"

Zang Sha, gripping his Horse Chopping Saber, was surprised to see Mo Han still standing unscathed after taking his attack. Glancing at the blade wreathed in purple Qi, a sliver of fear sprang up in his eyes. "Who are you, exactly? Why can you..."

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