Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1258 - 557: Ideas (2)

The Old Family Master simply observed the retreating figures of the duo and grinned without a word.

He was certain that in desperate straits, certain individuals would resort to desperate acts.

Even without any reward, this endeavor carried zero risk for him.

Withdrawing his stare, Family Head Bo advanced steadily into the Bo Family's restricted zone, the place where the Mourning Pillar stood under vigilant watch.

Family Head Bo touched the Mourning Pillar, lost in profound reflection.

A faint vibration connected his form to the Mourning Pillar.

Decades of study, endless waiting, a heritage passed down through ages.

At long last, under his leadership, slow but sure advancements emerged.

Still, it proved insufficient.

Certain scarce materials brimming with promise eluded even someone like him.

This stemmed not from lack of skill, but from misfortune.

"Original evil stone—if only I had an original evil stone, perhaps I could hasten my merging with the Mourning Pillar."

"Then I shall become the Mourning Pillar, and the Mourning Pillar shall become me!"

Centuries of guardianship forged the Bo Family's splendor while utterly chaining them in stagnation.

A Mourning Pillar able to move freely—that's the perfect Mourning Pillar.

Once fused perfectly into his flesh, seizing the other nine pillars could become reality!

Amid the booming crash of lightning.

The Bo Family Patriarch lifted his eyes toward the colossal Mourning Pillar, his gaze alight with infinite ambition and hunger!

…

Faced bitter failure.

Master Jin had been far too hopeful, or put differently, he underestimated the extreme rarity of those Divine Doctors secretly backed by the Ten Major Families as vital assets.

Depending only on his pleas or solely on his role as Foolish Underworld Hall Master, securing their presence was impossible.

"If the Lord of Mansion had arrived…"

Master Jin gave a faint shake of his head.

Had the Lord of Mansion shown up in person, the outcome would have differed vastly.

Besides, the wounded party this time was merely a Deputy Captain.

No matter the angle, the crisis hadn't escalated enough to compel the Ten Major Families to extend such favors.

Without his eagerness to plead for Song Zhenrong, he might never have laid eyes on the Ten Major Families' heads.

Truth be told, even on his personal visits, not every family head granted audience; some cited closed-door cultivation to decline outright.

The Bo Family's willingness to meet him and offer concrete terms for aid stood out as remarkably generous and thoughtful.

He had exhausted every option—nothing more to say.

Master Jin let out a sigh while placing a hand on Song Zhenrong’s shoulder.

"I’m fine, I can hold on… Lord Hall Master, go rest now. I need to head back to the inn and stay with my sister till the end…"

Song Zhenrong uttered in a raspy voice.

Dusk approached the heavens.

Nearly a full day squandered, yielding nothing.

Master Jin had no choice but to allow him this moment of vulnerability.

As Master Jin departed, Song Zhenrong pivoted to gaze into the heart of the Foolish Underworld.

There lay the dwelling of the Lord of Mansion!

Song Zhenrong balled his fist hard.

How could he fail to see that the Bo Family elder's every word wove a cunning snare?

Yet for his sister's sake, he must gamble everything, wagering even his own life!

With resolve burning, Song Zhenrong marched into the Foolish Underworld's depths.

Right then, a shout erupted from behind.

"Captain Song! Something’s happened! Fresh progress!

What?

Song Zhenrong halted and spun around.

The arrival was truly his loyal subordinate tasked with monitoring his sister’s status at the clinic.

While he and Master Jin toured the Ten Major Families, this swift-footed aide delivered live updates.

Owing to him, Song Zhenrong stayed informed on his sister’s exact state.

Dire, utterly dire—despite waves of physicians arriving and bounties posted to lure healers, her wounds refused to mend.

This outcome was foreseen; beyond the Ten Major Families' endorsed healers in Thunder City, experts surpassing Miracle Doctor Mo numbered scarcely more than a handful.

Divine Doctors of that caliber scorn basic incentives.

Furthermore, treating a Foolish Underworld Deputy Captain risked ruinous scandal on failure, despite success bringing little glory, so few top talents dared intervene.

Yet now his subordinate dashed up abruptly, stirring Song Zhenrong’s confusion.

"What’s the situation?" he demanded.

His subordinate, gasping from the sprint, merely pressed a note against Song Zhenrong’s chest.

Song Zhenrong snatched it and examined the contents.

There appeared a sketch upon the sheet.

The sketch portrayed an unknown woman.

"Who is this?"

Song Zhenrong pondered in astonishment.

"Divine Doctor!"

His loyal subordinate, finally catching his breath, burst out with thrill.

"Even Miracle Doctor Mo praised this Divine Doctor highly, claiming that if it’s her, she definitely can rescue Deputy Captain Song Xi!"

What?!

Does Thunder City really possess such a Divine Doctor!

Song Zhenrong’s mood surged immediately, though staring at the portrait once more, it still seemed totally strange to him.

That indicated just one possibility.

This individual isn’t originally from Thunder City!

As a non-local, separated by vast distances and mountains, with his sister barely holding on for mere hours, no way could they arrive in time, no matter how it was viewed!

The subordinate seemed to spot the captain’s worry and promptly yelled.

"Her name is Ding Hui. She’s inside Thunder City! Right there in Thunder City! Captain Yi Feiyan was on guard duty when she came in! Captain Yi saw her! This portrait comes from Captain Yi’s recollection!"

"Is that true?!"

Song Zhenrong’s face lit up with excitement.

"Why haven’t you brought Divine Doctor Ding here yet!"

The subordinate then calmed his fervor, showing a troubled look, hesitating to speak.

Song Zhenrong’s heart dropped.

"Stop beating around the bush, just say it! What happened?"

The subordinate bowed his head this time and replied.

"From Captain Yi’s intel, after Divine Doctor Ding arrived in the city, she’s been residing at the White Cloud Inn."

White Cloud Inn?

Song Zhenrong froze right there.

That was exactly the spot they had raided the night before.

Yet Song Zhenrong recalled no sight of this woman.

"The jail! Could we have hurt and locked her up by mistake?"

Song Zhenrong voiced uncertainly.

Even worse, he dreaded that maybe someone had gravely wounded Divine Doctor Ding without realizing...

"No, no, no!"

The subordinate shook his head vigorously.

"She’s not in jail! I checked with the brothers from last night’s operation. Some recognized Divine Doctor Ding! It happened after the lord clashed with that young man. That young man departed the inn alongside Divine Doctor Ding!"

What?!

Song Zhenrong stood dumbfounded.

His thoughts went blank for a moment.

Once he collected himself, a bizarre look crossed his face.

The previous night, he had badly antagonized that youth from the inn.

Moreover, his sister Song Xi shared a fraught bond with that young man.

Now, to save his sister’s life, he required help from that young man’s companion, the Divine Doctor...

Would they consent?

Song Zhenrong saw the odds as quite low.

But glancing toward the depths of the Foolish Underworld, he compared the chances of each path.

He spun around decisively and strode off.

"Move out! We must locate Divine Doctor Ding no matter what!"

He’d activate every connection he had, even if it meant flipping Thunder City inside out, to track down Divine Doctor Ding!

...

"Achoo!"

Ding Hui let out a sneeze.

Fang Yu, immersed in analyzing the [Repeat] ability, lifted his gaze.

"Caught a chill? I keep advising you to rest more, but you dive into work and ignore it."

Though saying that, Fang Yu approached caringly, serving hot tea while Ding Hui shot him a playful glare.

"Drink plenty of hot water!"

"Humph!"

Ding Hui huffed softly, inwardly pleased though.

After sipping the warm tea, she inquired.

"When will you head out?"

"At night. Too many eyes during the day, not ideal."

Fang Yu peered outside; dusk neared, and the chance to act was coming.

"Simply give them a harsh lesson, avoid escalating wildly. The Forest Snake Gang has at least three backers. Leverage this to connect with those factions."

Fang Yu arched his brows.

"No can do. They provoked us first; we must display strength, or being seen as weak kills any future partnerships."

Ding Hui laughed lightly.

"You’re getting ambitious now. Proceed as you wish. I’m eager to witness your limits."