Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1598: Ye Xuan, Brother, Take This!

"It is quite late, Senior Baili must have only just arrived in East Sea, correct?" Ye Xuan inquired with a sudden smile.

"Not at all!" Baili replied with a laugh, "Haha, the Sword God of the Northern Federation has issued a challenge, inviting all the major Sects of the Martial Arts world to serve as impartial witnesses. How could Heroic Mountain possibly be absent?"

Ye Xuan lightly rubbed his nose. "You’ve arrived precisely on time; the duel is set for tomorrow morning, yet you only show up late tonight. Are you not concerned about missing the spectacle?"

"Haha, everything is well within my control!" Baili guffawed heartily. "Moreover, my disciples from Heroic Mountain have been present on Canglang Island for quite some time. Even if I arrive late, they will record the entire duel for my viewing pleasure!"

Ye Xuan was left momentarily speechless.

This darn technological era truly makes the warriors of the Martial Arts world rather indolent!

"On a related note, Brother Ye Xuan, I heard you have yet to officially accept the Sword God’s challenge?" Baili inquired, laughing as if a thought had just struck him, quickly approaching Ye Xuan.

"Indeed, I have not yet agreed," Ye Xuan responded casually.

Baili chuckled, his gaze glancing around. "Are you planning on attending? If not, do inform me promptly so that I may make my return journey to Heroic Mountain."

Ye Xuan was momentarily taken aback, then a wry smile touched his lips. After a brief contemplation, he let out a sigh, "I will go."

As Chiba Sakurako had mentioned, Ye Xuan had already reached this conclusion in his heart.

The Sword God’s challenge was not without cause; even if Ye Xuan chose not to attend tomorrow, this confrontation was inevitable. Delay and evasion were never Ye Xuan’s chosen methods.

Furthermore, there was also the matter of reputation to consider.

Beneath it all, Ye Xuan was a deeply patriotic individual.

Even if the Sword God possessed an impeccable character, he ultimately hailed from the Northern Federation. Should Ye Xuan back down from such a public challenge, would it not signify a loss of prestige for the Yan Country?

A man ought to harbor grand ambitions; how could he permit his homeland to suffer humiliation?

"I knew it, you possess a rather formidable arrogance. It's not merely the Sword God; even if the entire Martial Arts world were to challenge you, you would not flinch!"

Baili laughed heartily, then his demeanor suddenly turned solemn. "But in all seriousness, Brother Ye Xuan, I have heard whispers that in tomorrow’s confrontation on Canglang Island, you may not be facing solely the Sword God."

"I am aware," Ye Xuan replied.

Ye Xuan smiled and nodded. "To uphold the pretense of fairness, the Sword God has summoned the major Sects as witnesses. However, among them are numerous individuals who harbor animosity towards me. They present themselves as impartial, yet in reality, a great many eyes will be scrutinizing my every move."

Upon hearing this, Baili was taken aback. "You are aware of all this, and yet you still intend to proceed?"

"As you yourself just stated, Ye Xuan replied with a light chuckle. "Even if the entire Martial Arts world issues a challenge, I shall not retreat. Given your high opinion of me, I cannot possibly disappoint you, can I?"

"Good heavens, you truly are that audacious!"

Baili was astounded, taking three steps back, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Do you realize that on Canglang Island tomorrow, it won’t just be the Zhao Family and Qingcheng Mountain observing you? Should tensions escalate, a mere handful of Sects would be utterly incapable of protecting you!"

In his pursuit of ensuring fairness, the Sword God had inadvertently orchestrated an even more perilous predicament for Ye Xuan!

Ye Xuan understood the gravity of the situation all too well.

The night wind carried a refreshing coolness.

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a devilish smirk playing on his lips. "Everyone may be coveting my life, but whether any of them can actually seize it is an entirely different question!"

Baili was rendered speechless by Ye Xuan’s bold declaration.

Baili’s penchant for laughter did not imply a lack of discernment; he was by no means a fool.

What was Ye Xuan implying?

Even if, tomorrow on Canglang Island, he found himself cornered and pressured by the assembled elites of the Martial Arts world, the outcome remained uncertain?

What sort of unwavering confidence was this?

From whence did such an unshakeable conviction originate?

Baili was utterly astonished.

His astonishment stemmed not from Ye Xuan’s spirited defiance or his willingness to charge headlong into peril, but from the boundless confidence and unrestrained arrogance that Baili had never before encountered!

However, Baili quickly regained his composure.

"Hahaha, Brother Ye Xuan, your sincerity is truly commendable. I place my trust in you!" Baili exclaimed with a loud laugh. "Since you speak with such conviction, I have no further concerns. Tomorrow, on Canglang Island, I shall certainly bear witness to Brother Ye Xuan’s unparalleled magnificence!"

Ye Xuan responded with a playful smile, "Just ensure you do not oversleep."

"Hahaha, that is absolutely out of the question!" Baili laughed, patting his chest. Then, a sheepish grin spread across his face. "To be on the safe side, I believe I shall proceed to Canglang Island now and maintain a vigil!"

With that, Baili stomped his foot, causing the ground to fissure. His imposing figure, still chuckling heartily, departed.

Listening to Baili’s receding laughter, Ye Xuan could only shake his head, a mix of amusement and exasperation washing over him.

If all Baili knew was how to laugh, did that mean his brother, Baili Ku, handled all matters with a somber disposition?

The Martial Arts world was truly populated by its share of eccentric characters.

What a peculiar gathering of individuals!

...

The following morning arrived.

Within the villa, Ye Xuan presented himself to his family, clad in a Zhongshan suit and simple cloth shoes. He exuded a powerful aura, a blend of formidable strength and gentle demeanor, reminiscent of a true Grandmaster of Martial Arts.

It was a rare occasion to see Ye Xuan dressed in such a manner.

Yet, this particular attire seemed to embody the very spirit of the great Yan Country today.

A palpable solemnity and quiet hung in the air throughout the entire hall.

Amidst the profound stillness, Lin Tong turned her gaze to Ye Xuan, her voice calm, and asked, "You are truly determined to go?"

Ye Xuan offered a firm nod, "I am."

Lin Jing's lips pressed together as she inquired, "What is your probability of success?"

Ye Xuan remained silent.

With lowered eyes, Liu Ying pleaded, "Can you not go?"

Ye Xuan offered no response.

The atmosphere returned to a heavy quiet, each individual's heart burdened with complex emotions and inner turmoil.

From Lin Tong and the others' viewpoint, their reluctance for Ye Xuan to participate in the Canglang Island summit was evident, for the Sword God was not the only formidable presence there.

However, from Ye Xuan's perspective, this confrontation was an inevitability.

The Sword God's challenge held merit; even if Ye Xuan was not representing Yan Country in this duel, he could not afford to falter. A retreat would not resolve the issue and would only embolden those who already held him in contempt.

If it were merely a matter of being looked down upon, Ye Xuan had never given much thought to the opinions of others.

But once contempt took root, it would undoubtedly sow the seeds for endless trouble in the future!

It was clear that Lin Tong and the others also grasped the difficult position Ye Xuan found himself in.

Finally, Lin Tong let out a soft sigh, granting Ye Xuan a smile. "Go, then. The sooner you depart, the sooner you return. We will be here, awaiting your safe return."

Ye Xuan nodded and proceeded towards the exit.

Little Yun, nestled on Lin Tong's lap, waved her small hand and cheerfully called out towards Ye Xuan's retreating back, "Daddy, defeat the bad guys, beat those bad guys!"

Hearing her innocent words, a warm smile couldn't help but grace the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth.

Indeed, he would defeat the bad guys!

Approximately half an hour later.

Ye Xuan arrived at the South City dock.

Standing before him was a striking Western woman, carrying a long, slender wooden case.

She was tall and graceful, possessing a somewhat aloof demeanor that did not entirely mask the mature allure characteristic of Western women. Her shapely, long legs were subtly revealed beneath the hem of her lace skirt, capable of making any heart skip a beat.

This was the Witch, Diana!