Invincible Little School Doctor Chapter 2092: Rui’er?

Lin Qingxuan was ensconced within the small golden coffin, and Ye Haochuan, with firm resolve, pressed Dou Chi into the Communicating with God Treasure Order.

This individual had a persistent habit of engaging him in pointless arguments, a truly vexing trait.

With this task accomplished, Ye Haochuan proceeded to retrieve the numerous rings he had confiscated from the three clan leaders earlier that day.

Now that he found himself with a reprieve from immediate concerns, it was an opportune moment to sort through these acquisitions.

To be entirely candid, beyond the three clan leaders, he harbored no significant expectations for the contents of the other rings. These belonged to common cultivators who had not yet reached the Immortal Transformation stage, and he surmised they would yield little of true value.

His premonition proved accurate; among the rings he examined, only a handful of Treasure-Level magical artifacts were to be found, along with a modest amount of Spirit Crystals.

Ultimately, the three clan leaders failed to meet Ye Haochuan’s expectations, offering nothing more impressive than a Pseudo-Immortal Level broadsword, leaving him with a distinct sense of dissatisfaction.

Mus, however, proved to be more magnanimous, having ostensibly bestowed upon him hundreds of thousands of red crystals and a Pseudo-Immortal Level magical treasure.

"The Great Sun Bowl? Is this some kind of begging implement?" Ye Haochuan inquired, a flicker of curiosity in his voice.

He noted that Mus had abstained from employing this particular item during their earlier confrontation, which suggested it might not be intended for direct combat.

Ye Haochuan attempted to channel his Spiritual Energy into the artifact. The base of the bowl shimmered momentarily, resembling the surface of a tranquil lake, but then ceased all further activity.

"Blast it all, were the hints of Flower Energy emanating from this object mere illusions? Is this not even a Pseudo-Immortal Level magical treasure?" Ye Haochuan expressed his dismay.

The Great Sun Bowl appeared utterly devoid of practical application. If his assessment of its grade was not mistaken, then its creator must have been exceptionally bored, dedicating considerable effort to fashioning a high-tier bowl fit only for a beggar.

With a dismissive gesture, Ye Haochuan relegated the Great Sun Bowl to the depths of the ring and resumed his search through Mus’s belongings for any worthwhile items.

Alas, Mus was evidently not a man of great wealth. Furthermore, owing to the distinct combat methodologies employed by mages, the remaining contents within Mus’s ring held little practical utility for Ye Haochuan, who resolved to sell them at the earliest opportunity.

"A map! This artifact addresses my pressing need most unexpectedly!" Ye Haochuan exclaimed, a subtle smile gracing his lips as he produced a wooden tablet adorned with intricate patterns.

This wooden plaque was indeed a valuable find. It contained comprehensive cartographical data of the continent, readily displayed upon activation with Spiritual Energy.

Previously, the three clan leaders had provided him with directions to Heart of the Earth Island, yet this wooden plaque offered a far more convenient and reliable method of navigation.

"At this distance, a flight would necessitate at least ten days to half a month, wouldn't it?" Ye Haochuan mused, a wry smile touching his features as he contemplated the expanse to Heart of the Earth Island.

He reflected that on Earth, such a timeframe would suffice for him to traverse the planet multiple times over. It was undeniable that this realm was considerably vaster than his home world.

After a night of quiet contemplation, he rose with the dawn to recommence his journey.

Approximately three to four hours later, he finally reached the second settlement he had encountered.

This town was notably larger than the preceding one. However, instead of any Asian individuals, the thoroughfares teemed with Caucasians who carried themselves with an air of distinct pride.

Nevertheless, the inhabitants here demonstrably possessed a superior level of cultivation compared to the former clan leaders. The strongest among them had achieved the Late Stage of Immortal Transformation, with multiple individuals reaching this formidable height.

Having learned from his prior experiences, Ye Haochuan recognized the certainty of his yellow skin attracting unwelcome attention should he venture into this locale.

Consequently, he procured a mask, concealed his facial features, and ensured all exposed skin was covered.

While the act of wearing a mask might seem unconventional, Ye Haochuan’s fluency in the local tongue prevented his appearance from causing undue suspicion.

His presence here was not aimless; he sought to gain a foundational understanding of this world.

Regrettably, despite numerous interactions with the local populace, his comprehension of this realm remained frustratingly minimal.

He was not one to act impulsively. The prospect of attempting to discreetly acquire use of the Holy Tribunal's teleportation array, without possessing even a rudimentary grasp of this world, would be akin to suicidal recklessness.

Through a series of calculated and casual inquiries, Ye Haochuan gradually formed a coherent picture of the world's overarching structure.

This realm, he discovered, was primarily governed by two dominant organizations: the Holy Tribunal and the Dark Church.

In stark contrast to the bitter animosity that characterized their counterparts on Earth, these two entities here functioned as integral components of a single, vast organization.

The Holy Tribunal presided over the daylight hours, while the Dark Church held dominion during the night.

These two factions operated in a complementary fashion, maintaining a vigilant watch over one another, and engaging in occasional disputes.

However, such conflicts were notably restrained, resembling the minor squabbles between siblings over a shared inheritance; once resolved, their fraternal bond was quickly reaffirmed.

Beyond these two colossal forces, the remaining power structures largely consisted of familial factions, much like the Kris Family he had encountered previously, each governing its own territory and maintaining a degree of self-sufficiency.

The primary source of conflict in this world stems from the clashes between various family factions.

Ye Haochuan harbored little interest in these disputes; his curiosity was piqued by the caliber of experts within the churches.

Regrettably, these individuals exhibited excessive deference towards the church, displaying only reverence without possessing knowledge of the formidable individuals it housed.

Hesitant to probe further, Ye Haochuan feared revealing his own hand.

Just as Ye Haochuan was contemplating his departure from this modest town, a familiar visage caught his eye.

"Rui’er? Hadn't her grandfather already taken her away? How could she be here?" Ye Haochuan murmured in surprise, recognizing the figure.

Rui’er was a spy dispatched by the Evil Sect to infiltrate Xuanmen during their conflict, tasked with seducing Ye Xiao to extract critical intelligence.

Subsequently, she attempted to assassinate Ye Haochuan but was overcome by him, leading to her extraction from the Niu family along with her associates.

At that juncture, Rui’er was grievously wounded and apprehended by Ye Hao, appearing to be on the brink of death. Her reappearance here was thus wholly unexpected.

"Could it be a misidentification?" Ye Haochuan questioned, observing Rui’er with scrutiny.

Presently, this woman, attired like a Westerner yet of East Asian descent, was not treated as a servant. Instead, those around her displayed significant deference.

Ye Haochuan discreetly trailed the woman for a short period. Her speech and mannerisms were indistinguishable from Rui’er’s, confirming her identity.

"How could she have escaped after her capture and subsequently fled here? This is truly bizarre!"

Plagued by uncertainty, Ye Haochuan resolved to unearth the truth behind this enigma.

He maintained a discreet distance, ensuring he did not draw too near. Rui’er, seemingly oblivious to being followed, continued her journey in a preoccupied manner.

Not long after, Rui’er entered a magnificent structure.

The edifice was grand and imposing, yet entirely painted in black, exuding an atmosphere of grim solemnity.

Ye Haochuan subtly employed his Perspective Eyes to peer within, revealing a temple. At its altar, a six-winged Fallen Angel was astonishingly enshrined.