Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1597 - 1598: Daddy, Beat the Bad Guy to Death

In stark contrast, Ye Xuan stood completely unharmed.

If anything was noteworthy, it was the plain wooden stick Ye Xuan held, which also bore numerous signs of damage.

That was the extent of it!

One must consider, this was merely an ordinary, slender wooden stick, and tonight, its adversary was a katana forged from tungsten steel!

"I have no other recourse."

In the profound silence, Chiba Sakurako gloomily closed her eyes, accepting her fate without regret. "Defeated by you, I surrender wholeheartedly. Whether you wish to torment me before ending my life or grant me a swift death, do as you please!"

"Torment before killing?" Ye Xuan expressed surprise at her words, then couldn't help but chuckle. "Those words certainly give one pause for thought."

Chiba Sakurako slightly frowned, her teeth clenched tightly, yet she remained silent.

Ye Xuan observed Chiba Sakurako with evident interest before sighing and casually discarding the wooden stick he held.

Chiba Sakurako was stunned by this action. "You aren't going to kill me?"

"Did I ever state that I intended to kill you?" Ye Xuan countered with a smile. "From start to finish, your pronouncements were your own. The concept of deciding victory or defeat, life or death, was your notion; it had nothing to do with me."

Chiba Sakurako stubbornly tugged at the corner of her mouth. "But I also declared that if you spare my life today, I will surely kill you later. Do you not fear I might suddenly strike you in the back after you've disarmed yourself?"

Ye Xuan simply shook his head. "No fear."

"No fear?"

Chiba Sakurako was momentarily taken aback, suddenly sensing a feeling of being acknowledged. Was this individual implying he trusted her honor and pride?

Ye Xuan continued, "I wielded the wooden stick out of respect for you, not because I genuinely required it. The disparity in our strength is so immense that even without a weapon, your attempt to slay me would remain a mere fantasy."

Chiba Sakurako: "..."

What a brutal revelation, how utterly devastating!

This sensation of plummeting from the heavens to the depths of despair was simply unbearable!

Suddenly, Chiba Sakurako's gaze towards Ye Xuan intensified. She desperately wished to engage him again to prove herself, but... her own capabilities were insufficient!

This person was an absolute anomaly. Even if she were to try countless more times, the outcome would invariably remain unchanged!

How could one presume to know the result without even attempting?

Utterly preposterous.

When the chasm in power between two individuals reaches a certain magnitude, mere chance becomes irrelevant!

Chiba Sakurako clenched her teeth tightly and inquired somberly, "So, you choose not to end my life because you perceive me as utterly non-threatening?"

"Not precisely," Ye Xuan shrugged. "I have dispatched numerous individuals who posed no threat to me. The reason I spare you is simply the absence of any personal animosity between us. I only eliminate those who are my enemies or adversaries."

Pausing to reconsider, Ye Xuan added, "Of course, if you were unattractive, that might present a different scenario."

Chiba Sakurako: "..."

To hear for the first time that physical appearance could dictate one's fate, Ye Xuan, you are truly an enigma!

After a moment of contemplation, Chiba Sakurako spoke once more. "If you allow me to live today, as long as you draw breath, I vow to challenge you again in the future. You should give this serious consideration."

"As you wish." Ye Xuan spread his hands with an indifferent gesture.

Chiba Sakurako bestowed Ye Xuan a profound gaze. Acting decisively, she did not prolong their exchange and turned to retrace her steps towards the city.

After traversing a few paces, she halted once more.

Ye Xuan obediently observed Chiba Sakurako's movements.

Chiba Sakurako pressed her lips together and declared in a deep tone, "Ye Xuan, irrespective of the outcome of your confrontation with my father tomorrow, my life is already yours. Should you ever desire it, simply vocalize your wish!"

With her declaration made, Chiba Sakurako departed with elegant grace.

Never casting a backward glance.

Gazing upon her proud yet desolate retreating form, Ye Xuan fell into a momentary reverie until her figure vanished completely into the encroaching darkness. Only then did he rouse himself, offering a helpless smile.

The apple does not fall far from the tree.

Chiba Fudai's existence was a tale of legendary glory. Proud, distinguished, competitive, and possessing unwavering integrity, his daughter mirrored these very traits.

Ye Xuan understood that Chiba Sakurako would undoubtedly honor her word.

Having spared her life today, she was certain to challenge him again in the future. Though that future duel would be a contest of skill, not a matter of life and death.

Ye Xuan also held the conviction that Chiba Sakurako no longer regarded her own life as her possession. Should Ye Xuan express a desire for it, she would undoubtedly offer it without the slightest hesitation.

Truly a valiant heroine of her era!

"The complexities of the human heart are truly fascinating; some hearts harbor treachery without bounds, while others exhibit honor and straightforwardness."

Ye Xuan emitted a self-deprecating chuckle but dismissed further contemplation, shaking his head as he prepared to head homeward.

However, at that precise instant.

"Hahahaha!"

A peal of unrestrained laughter echoed inexplicably from the surroundings.

"Ye Xuan, my good fellow, take heed!"

Following the laughter, a booming, rough voice then resonated.

A sharp chill from behind made Ye Xuan furrow his brows. Turning swiftly, he found a massive, brutal fist hurtling towards his face with considerable power.

Ye Xuan's composure held firm. With a seemingly slow but incredibly fast upward movement of his hand, he lightly brushed against the wrist of the incoming fist, deflecting its trajectory.

The piercing strike narrowly missed him.

As the fist whizzed by, Ye Xuan surged forward, his shoulder becoming a weapon as he delivered a powerful impact to the intruder's solid chest.

Bang!

A dull thud resonated, and the burly figure stumbled back repeatedly, taking dozens of paces before managing to regain his balance.

"Ah, damn it! That stings like hell!" a gruff voice erupted simultaneously.

Ye Xuan looked up to see a tall, middle-aged man garbed in a long robe. His long hair was unkempt, and a thick beard obscured most of his face, rendering his features indistinct yet undeniably striking.

Such a unique presence was rare, even within the vast Martial Arts world.

Who else could it be but Baili Xiao of Heroic Mountain?

"Greetings, Senior Baili," Ye Xuan said with a slight bow and a smile.

"What senior nonsense is this? In Martial Arts, rank is determined by strength, not age. If we’re to be formal, I should be calling you senior!"

Baili Xiao boomed with laughter. "Speaking of which, ever since you, Brother Ye Xuan, refined my Lion Tiger Fist last time, my strength has truly been advancing at an incredible pace lately!"

"Oh really?" Ye Xuan replied with a smile. "It doesn’t really show."

"Doesn’t show?" Baili Xiao's smile vanished, replaced by a crestfallen pout. "Why must you be so discouraging?"

Ye Xuan simply shrugged, offering no further comment. While it wasn't entirely untrue that his progress wasn't apparent, Baili Xiao's so-called rapid advancement was, to Ye Xuan, hardly significant.

It wasn't that the gap between them was immense, but rather that Ye Xuan's own pace of improvement was staggeringly faster.

The world, it seemed, was fundamentally unfair.

For some, decades of arduous training yielded only mediocrity, while others, engaging in a mere two hours of morning exercise, indulging in games, perusing WeiShen's late-night WeChat posts, and occasionally assisting damsels in distress, progressed at a speed eclipsing even the most prodigious talents.

It resembled owning a multi-million dollar luxury car; some were born with the means to acquire it effortlessly, while others toiled their entire lives, unable to afford even a single tire...