Invincible Little School Doctor Chapter 2084: The Moth to the Flame?

"Huh? I can fly now?"

Upon manifesting in the expansive desert, Ye Haochuan sensed a remarkable lightness pervading his entire being, as if an immense weight that had burdened him had suddenly been removed. This formidable pressure had been the unyielding regulatory power of the Immortal Realm. Freed from its constraints, Ye Haochuan could once again take to the skies with his sword, no longer confined to traversing the land on foot."Could it be that this is no longer the Immortal Realm?" he couldn't help but ponder. Just then, the Communicating with God Treasure Order abruptly emerged from his spatial ring. A wisp of gray smoke unfurled, coalescing into a humanoid form before declaring with affected pomp, "Look at you, so utterly clueless! Of course, this is not the Immortal Realm!"

"Whoa, how did you get out of the ring on your own? That doesn't make any sense!" Ye Haochuan exclaimed, taken aback.

Dou Chi responded with a smug air, "A mere storage ring, attempting to imprison a genius such as myself?"

After a moment of thought, Ye Haochuan let out a chuckle. "Come now, it's simply that the rules of this world are not as stringent as those in the Immortal Realm. Otherwise, you wouldn't be capable of such posturing for another hundred years!"

Dou Chi's expression flickered momentarily. "Don't expose such truths; people are delicate, can't you just let it slide?"

"Get lost! I haven't got the time to bicker with someone who's been deceased for who knows how many millennia!" Ye Haochuan said impatiently. "Quickly tell me, what kind of world is this?"

"What, you actually believe I possess omniscience?"

Dou Chi retorted unhappily. "Do you understand why the Myriad Realms Mansion bears its name? It is because within the entire mansion lie thousands upon thousands of lower worlds. With so many worlds, do you imagine I could possibly visit them all?"

"Damn it, if you don't know, then why act so arrogant?" Ye Haochuan cursed, irritation mounting.

"In what way am I being arrogant? This is merely the inherent quality of this genius..."

Before Dou Chi could elaborate further, Ye Haochuan, disregarding his speech, casually released a wisp of spiritual energy, compelling him back into the Communicating with God Treasure Order. Damn it all, the Gate of the World decided to fracture precisely after transporting me to such a dismal place. Is this some deliberate attempt to torment me?

After expelling Dou Chi back into the artifact, Ye Haochuan silently surveyed the broken Gate of the World in his hand, a torrent of curses swirling within his heart. To depart from a world, one either requires a miraculous item like the Gate of the World or must diligently seek out a teleportation array. With the Gate of the World now rendered useless, his only recourse is to locate such an array. Fortunately, the ability to fly here means that finding one should not prove excessively difficult.

With this thought, Ye Haochuan selected an arbitrary direction, summoned his flying sword, and soared forth. Having been unable to engage in sword flight for an extended period, Ye Haochuan reveled in the sheer exhilaration of soaring once more.

Approximately ten minutes later, Ye Haochuan discerned the periphery of the vast desert. A diminutive village stood there, its inhabitants, clad in simple linen garments, toiling diligently upon the rather unfertile soil. Although these individuals were ordinary mortals, untouched by cultivation, Ye Haochuan harbored a flicker of hope, intending to solicit information about this world from them. He descended in a secluded area and began walking towards a farmer nearby when, abruptly, an inhospitable voice pierced the air, "Idiotic yellow skin, how dare you slack off, you're courting death!"

Huh? English?

Ye Haochuan started in surprise upon hearing the voice. Since his arrival in the Immortal Realm, Ye Haochuan had not encountered English spoken, considering it a relic exclusive to Earth. He found it unexpected to meet someone conversing in it here.

"Huh? Something's not right!"

As Ye Haochuan observed the newcomer's appearance, a frown creased his brow. This individual, a stark contrast to the surrounding farmers, presented as a Western man with fair skin and blond hair. "Could I have somehow returned to Earth?" the thought crossed his mind, but he swiftly dismissed it. The current iteration of Earth offered no leverage for Caucasians to adopt such an arrogant demeanor. Ever since the Western Holy See was annihilated by the Evil Sect, and subsequently, the Evil Sect itself was purged by the Xuanmen, the arrogance of Westerners had been utterly ground into dust. Presently, Huaxia reigns supreme on Earth, and individuals of European descent can only live with their tails tucked between their legs, scarcely daring to yell at Asians.

"Hey? You still dare to disregard my words, are you seeking death?" the Caucasian man glared, his temper escalating.

At this juncture, a farmer positioned closest to Ye Haochuan quickly gestured to him, earnestly advising, "Young man, quickly kneel and offer your apologies to Lord John to avoid a beating!"

"Shut your mouth, who permitted you to speak?"

The Caucasian man, identified as John, angrily cracked his whip. The farmer, witnessing the approaching long whip, turned deathly pale, instinctively attempting to evade the strike.

Compared to John’s whip, the farmer’s movements were sluggish, making escape impossible.

John’s face was contorted with violence; whipping others brought him immense satisfaction, especially when these 'yellow skins' didn’t dare to resist and could only beg for mercy. The thought alone was exhilarating.

Whip~

The whip cracked as expected.

However, to everyone’s astonishment, just as the whip was about to strike the farmer, he suddenly moved with uncanny agility, easily evading it.

"How is this possible? Am I hallucinating?" John rubbed his eyes vigorously, utterly disbelieving.

The farmer felt the same disbelief, sensing a gentle force push him aside at the last moment, yet he hadn't seen a flicker of movement.

Having confirmed he wasn't imagining things, John’s expression grew awkward.

"Damn it, you dare to dodge! I'll kill you!"

As if to prove the previous evasion was a trick of the eyes, John swung his whip with even greater ferocity.

Swish~

The moment the whip lashed out, it suddenly shattered into more than a dozen pieces, scattering across the ground.

John trembled in fear, collapsing onto the ground as if he had witnessed a specter.

"You... it was you..." John turned his head sharply, his entire body shaking as he addressed Ye Haochuan.

For the first time, the initial lack of detection vanished, and he could now clearly feel the spiritual energy emanating from Ye Haochuan.

"A mere postnatal cultivator, daring to flaunt yourself before me. This world is truly absurd!" Ye Haochuan remarked with a wry smile.

From the initial glance, Ye Haochuan had assessed John’s cultivation level. However, due to the immense disparity between their cultivation realms, John had been unable to perceive Ye Haochuan’s true strength, mistaking him for an ordinary individual like the other farmers.

John swallowed hard, attempting to regain his composure. He then stated with evident difficulty, "Impossible. Any 'yellow skin' with cultivation would have long been eliminated by the lords of the Holy Temple. It's impossible for any to remain. You must be an imposter, bluffing!"

With this assertion, he seemed to convince himself, mustering the courage to stand up. He summoned a broadsword and swung it towards Ye Haochuan.

So eager to meet his end, could this individual be like a moth drawn to a flame?

Ye Haochuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light. John felt his Dantian resonate with a potent aura, then explode with a deafening boom...