Li Long injected the adrenaline, and his arms swelled visibly. His shirt strained against his bulging, knotted muscles, and his eyes turned blood-red. His hair stood on end, resembling a Super Saiyan.
"Miss Jiaxin, I hope that after I die, you’ll remember there was a man named Li Long. Actually, he always... ah!"
Li Long swallowed the rest of his words and charged toward General Ao.
It was true that Li Long had been secretly in love with Chen Jiaxin. After all, she was the beautiful Second Miss of the Chen Family, a true "white, rich, and beautiful" socialite. How could Li Long not fall for her? However, due to his status, he knew he was unworthy, so he kept that love buried deep in his heart. Now, fueled by adrenaline and facing the immensely powerful General Ao, he knew he would not survive, yet he still couldn't bring himself to speak his final truth.
"Li Long, don't go!"
Watching Li Long charge at General Ao, Chen Jiaxin was terrified and shouted in panic, but it was too late; Li Long had already clashed with the beast.
*Clang!*
Li Long, a veteran special forces king, wielded a military dagger. With his adrenaline-fueled potential fully unleashed, his combat power was on par with a martial artist of Internal Force Minor Accomplishment. The dagger plunged into General Ao’s chest, forcing the creature back a few steps.
*Awoooo!*
General Ao let out a miserable screech and lashed out with an iron claw, striking Li Long squarely in the chest and sending him flying. Li Long crashed heavily into a massive tree, snapping the trunk, before collapsing and vomiting blood. He lay on the ground, motionless; it was unclear whether he was still alive.
Even with adrenaline, the gap in strength was too vast. No matter how powerful an ant is, it remains an ant—how could it possibly defeat an elephant? General Ao, a corpse king refined by Guman using secret arts, possessed strength equivalent to a martial artist of Internal Force Major Accomplishment. He was simply beyond the reach of a soldier like Li Long.
"Tsk, you Huaxia people are truly foolish, so fond of throwing your lives away! General Ao, take that girl down!"
After finishing off Li Long, Guman pointed at Chen Jiaxin. Upon receiving the order, General Ao turned and began to stalk toward her.
Seeing the hulking monstrosity approaching, Chen Jiaxin’s face turned pale. She retreated step by step. Master Huang Luo and the bodyguard Li Long had both fallen to General Ao—who else could possibly defeat it? Was she, the Second Miss of the Chen Family, destined to perish here today?
Moreover, her grandfather, Elder Chen, was here too. If she died, it was one thing, but Elder Chen was the head of the Chen Family. If he died here today, how would she face their ancestors?
Just then, Chen Jiaxin noticed Qin Yanyan standing to the side with his hands behind his back. He was watching General Ao while chewing on something, occasionally tossing something onto the ground—he was eating sunflower seeds.
Chen Jiaxin was stunned. At a time like this, with the corpse king killing people left and right, Qin Yanyan didn't look the least bit afraid. He was actually eating seeds, as if none of this had anything to do with him, as if he were a mere bystander.
*Doesn't he realize that after he kills me, he’ll be General Ao’s next target?*
Chen Jiaxin felt a wave of speechlessness. She couldn't fathom what was going through his mind. Suddenly, she recalled something Qin Yanyan had said at the Chuzhou martial arts gym earlier that day: "That Thai evil monk? I don’t even put him in my eyes. Killing him is like killing a chicken!"
She remembered the miraculous medical skills he had used to save Chen Yunfei, and looking at his calm, fearless demeanor, a strange thought occurred to her: *Could Dr. Qin be a master of martial arts? Is his strength even greater than Uncle Huang’s?*
"Dr. Qin, do you have the ability to deal with this corpse king, General Ao?" Chen Jiaxin asked in a panic.
"Yes," Qin Yanyan replied, spitting a sunflower seed shell onto the ground.
"Then please, Dr. Qin, take action!" Chen Jiaxin said, overjoyed.
"I can, but it’ll cost you extra," Qin Yanyan said, rubbing his hands together with a grin.
Although he was a cultivator, he now lived in the city and needed money. If nothing else, his cultivation required a massive amount of medicinal pills, and refining those pills required expensive, century-old, or even millennial-grade spiritual herbs. Furthermore, his parents and younger sister were ordinary people; money was quite important to him right now.
"What? We’re in this situation, and you’re talking about money?" Chen Jiaxin was dumbfounded. With her life hanging by a thread, how could he talk about money? Didn't he know he might be torn to shreds by General Ao in the next second?
Qin Yanyan rolled his eyes at her, thinking it was true what they said about beautiful women having no brains. He wasn't related to her, so what should he talk about if not money? He patiently explained, "Look, you only hired me to treat your brother. Once the illness was cured during the day, my job was done. I came here just to watch the excitement. Asking me to deal with this zombie is a different matter entirely. It costs extra. Add ten million, and I’ll take care of this zombie and that Thai evil monk for you!"
"Fine, I agree!" Chen Jiaxin didn't even hesitate for more than a few seconds. Money was important, but not more than a human life. Besides, she wanted to see if Qin Yanyan truly had the ability to deal with the corpse king.
After receiving her confirmation, Qin Yanyan stopped wasting words. He suddenly slapped his palm out, and the General Ao, who was still twenty meters away, was instantly reduced to a mist of blood that splattered across the ground.
Seeing this, Chen Jiaxin was stunned, and Guman was equally shocked. They couldn't believe their eyes. The invincible General Ao, the corpse king, had been slapped to death by Qin Yanyan, leaving not even a corpse behind. They didn't know that Qin Yanyan was a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and a single slap from him carried tens of thousands of pounds of force. To Qin Yanyan, General Ao was no different from a mosquito.
"My General Ao!" Once he realized General Ao was gone, Guman let out a wail. He had spent years and countless materials to refine the General. He was heartbroken, but he was also curious: who was this man?
"Who on earth are you?" Guman suppressed his rage, turned, and asked coldly. He wanted to figure out Qin Yanyan’s background.
"There's no need for you to know who I am, because you’re about to die anyway. What use is it for a dead man to know my name?" Qin Yanyan answered with a grin.
"Heh, you arrogant young man. You may have some ability, but don't get cocky. As the King of Black Sorcery in Thailand, you think I have no other tricks? General Ao was just one of my many methods; I have much more powerful ones I haven't even used yet!"
Guman let out an eerie laugh, extended his pitch-black right hand, and began to chant a spell. In an instant, a spark appeared in his palm, growing into a fireball. As a famous practitioner of Thai sorcery, he possessed a small amount of magic and had mastered the Fireball Technique.
"Go!" He flicked his hand, and the fireball shot toward Qin Yanyan.
"Dr. Qin, be careful!" Chen Jiaxin cried out in alarm. If the fireball hit him, he would be burned to death, and if he died, she and her unconscious grandfather would surely follow.
The fireball closed the distance—ten meters, five meters. Just as it was about to hit him, Qin Yanyan opened his mouth.
*Pfft!*
He spat out a glob of saliva, which transformed into a water arrow that struck the fireball and extinguished it instantly. Everything vanished into thin air.
"What?" Guman nearly collapsed. He couldn't believe his eyes. That fireball had consumed half of his magical power, and its heat could melt stone—yet it had been extinguished by a mere glob of spit from this young man. He didn't know that Qin Yanyan’s saliva was infused with his vast, powerful energy; it could extinguish not just a fireball, but an entire sea of fire.