Ultimate Village Doctor

Chapter Five Hundred Ninety-Two

Long Xiaoshan was about to make his move to finish off the Respected Master Maoqin.

Suddenly, Lan Wan'er drew out a white bone flute, the very witch instrument he had acquired in Death God Valley.

Lan Wan'er placed the flute to her lips and began to play.

A deep, somber flute sound arose.

Upon hearing the flute sound, Respected Master Maoqin's face twisted up, and he held his head, crying out in agony, "Ah, ah, no, stop playing."

The large black snake of dark energy that had rushed towards Lan Wan'er instantly shattered, dissipating into wisps of black smoke.

Lan Wan'er certainly wasn't going to heed Respected Master Maoqin's cries.

She continued playing the bone flute, and Maoqin's cries only grew more painful, as if he was enduring unspeakable torment, a pain so great that death seemed preferable. The screams, spreading for miles, suddenly climaxed as Maoqin howled and ferociously slapped his own head, splat, crushing his skull like a smashed watermelon.

Thud, Respected Master Maoqin fell to the ground, twitched a few times, then lay still.

Lan Wan'er put away the flute.

Looking at Maoqin's head, which resembled a squashed watermelon, she felt not the slightest fear but rather full of excitement, seemingly not expecting her flute to be so powerful, that she'd merely played a few notes and made a respected master violently crush his own head.

Unlike Lan Wan'er's excitement,

the faces of the people from the Serpent Witch Sect turned pale.

Respected Master Maoqin was the only remaining master of the Serpent Witch Sect present, and he was very strong, second only to the Snake Spirit Zunzhe.

Yet such a powerful sorcerer was dispatched by Lan Wan'er in the blink of an eye, how could they not panic?

Lan Wan'er looked at the remaining members of the Serpent Witch Sect and said, "You all saw it, Maoqin said whoever is the strongest is the Sect Hierarch. Now that I've killed him, doesn't that make me the Sect Hierarch?"

The people of the Serpent Witch Sect looked at one another.

A member of the Serpent Witch Sect shouted, "Impossible, you actually killed Respected Master Maoqin! My fellow sect members, I suspect that the Sect Hierarch and the other masters may have been treacherously slain by this woman. Their deaths were too bizarre. Let's attack together and kill her."

The ground suddenly cracked open and several white skeletal claws reached out, grabbing Lan Wan'er's ankles.

Then, many streams of red light and dark energy burst toward her, filled with various poisonous insects, flying needles, and faint ghosts.

Caught off guard, Lan Wan'er was ambushed by the collective members of the Serpent Witch Sect, with no chance to use her bone flute.

As various sorceries descended upon her, even if Lan Wan'er had been made of iron, she would have been killed by so many spells. Suddenly, a milky white light flashed from her body, blocking a large number of spells.

Long Xiaoshan moved swiftly over.

With both hands, he conjured a bolt of thunder and lightning and flung it into the crowd of sorcerers, boom! The Electric Snake exploded, numerous tiny threads of electricity weaving about, causing the sorcerers to scream in agony and roll on the ground from the blast.

Sorcerers, who cultivated dark and sinister arts, feared nothing more than spells of thunder and flames.
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Long Xiaoshan controlled the thunder and lightning with a strike that left the sorcerers utterly bewildered.

"If anyone tries anything again, next time this thunder and lightning won't strike the ground, but their bodies instead," Long Xiaoshan pinched a curse incantation with both hands, and a bolt of lightning appeared again in his hands, crackling with energy.

Just now he had held back, not striking a sorcerer directly but the ground instead.

Even so, just striking the ground had left these sorcerers electrically paralyzed, in excruciating pain, as the electric current eroded the evil force within their bodies, causing them severe damage.

If that thunder and lightning were to bombard them directly, they would instantly turn into charred corpses.

All eyes were on Long Xiaoshan, holding thunder and lightning, with golden flames flickering in his pupils. The center of his forehead slowly parted to reveal a third eye, almost god-like, a sense of fear arising from within every onlooker, and everyone prostrated themselves on the ground, shivering uncontrollably.

Long Xiaoshan saw that everyone had submitted.

He dispersed the thunder and lightning, the golden flames in his eyes gradually extinguished, and the third eye slowly closed.

The immense pressure of his Divine Soul also dissipated. To deal with these people, instilling a lasting mark of fear in their hearts was necessary. Xiaoshan's Divine Body had grown strong, and without even using his Divine Skills, his Spiritual Power was enough to deter the sorcerers and let them know the true meaning of fear.

Gedanwei saw that all members of the Serpent Witch Sect were prostrating themselves before Long Xiaoshan.

Relieved, yet a deep sense of despair and helplessness welled up inside him.

Long Xiaoshan had just subdued the people of the Serpent Witch Sect with his Spiritual Power, and although Gedanwei, standing to the side, had not directly faced the pressure of Long Xiaoshan's Divine Soul, he had seen Long Xiaoshan open his Heavenly Eye, his bearing like that of a deity from the highest heavens.

Such a divine being was probably beyond his hopes of ever exacting revenge.

Long Xiaoshan spoke indifferently, "From now on, everyone in the Serpent Witch Sect must listen to Wan'er. Anyone who disobeys will die!"

Long Xiaoshan had not originally planned to take control of the Serpent Witch Sect. A thought struck him on the spur of the moment. Since Lan Wan'er had eliminated the Respected Master Maoqin, she was now rightfully the most powerful in the Serpent Witch Sect. The position of Sect Hierarch suited no one else but her, certainly not the simpleton Gedanwei.

The members of the Serpent Witch Sect exchanged glances, no one daring to object.

Gedanwei immediately scurried over, bowing obsequiously like a little eunuch, "Master's master, please, come inside. You must be tired from the plane ride just now. Our Serpent Witch Sect has many fine things to offer, everything you'd wish for in food and pleasures. Master's master, you must take your time to enjoy yourself."

Long Xiaoshan glanced at Gedanwei.

This fellow really was despicable.

He'd lick anything to stay alive, no wonder he had such tenacity for life.

He spoke with his hands behind his back, "Alright then, Wan'er, Hua Die, let's go in and take a look."

Since he was already here, Xiaoshan noticed that although the headquarters of the Serpent Witch Sect were deep in the mountains, it was exceptionally grand. Various serpentine totems and uniquely designed buildings were quite refreshing to the eye.

Gedanwei led the way, bringing Long Xiaoshan and his party to a resplendent great hall.

Long Xiaoshan noticed that the Serpent Witch Sect harbored a particular fondness for gold decorations. The great hall was filled with gilded gold. Even the floor was inlaid with gold leaf. Once inside, it was a blinding sea of gold—a literal Golden Great Hall that dazzled the eyes.

At the very top of the hall, a few steps led up to a platform where there was an imposing golden chair. The chair's seat appeared to be a large gold serpent coiled around, its head held high, with two emerald eyes inlaid, overseeing the entire great hall.

Gedanwei introduced the hall with pride, "Master's master, this is our Serpent Witch Sect's Golden Great Hall, the heart of our organization. All matters of the Serpent Witch Sect are discussed here. See that chair above? It was crafted from an entire ton of gold, the Golden Serpent Throne, and just the cost of making that chair is three hundred million."