Chapter 1785: Strong Enemy Attacks

“The recovery is quite good,” Ye Bufan said, retracting his hand, then took out silver needles to treat the woman again.

The previous two treatments had completed the foundational work, clearing the cold Qi from her body; today, he only needed to use the Revival Nine Needles to repair her damaged Meridians.

Based on the previous cold Qi removal, today was much easier, at least it didn't require consuming a large amount of True Qi, but it was more intricate and time-consuming.

Finally, as noon approached, Ye Bufan retracted all the silver needles.

“It's done; your Meridians have fully recovered.”

“Really? Has my cultivation really recovered? Can I be normal from now on?”

Due to excessive excitement, the woman's voice trembled slightly.

It was no wonder she was like this; she had thought she would be crippled for life, but unexpectedly, she met this young Dr. Ye, who completely restored her in three days.

“You have returned to normal, but there's one thing you must remember: the recently repaired Meridians cannot yet withstand the circulation of True Qi. You must not practice cultivation within two hours, or all your efforts will be wasted, and it will be impossible to repair them again in the future.”

Through these past few days of treatment, he could tell that this woman was definitely a strong cultivator before, with a profound Realm that he couldn't discern with his current strength.

“Two hours, then, that's acceptable.”

The woman's tone carried a sense of relief, and so did the four guards standing beside her, feeling that two hours was nothing at all.

“Really? Then I’m relieved! Otherwise, I would have been quite scared.”

Just then, a voice full of mockery came from outside the room, followed by a loud bang as the door exploded, and four or five City Lord Manor guards flew in.

Behind them, a Black-Clothed Man wearing a Ghost Face Mask walked in.

Although his appearance was indistinct, a powerful Aura emanated from him, clearly indicating he had reached the Peak of the Soul Transformation Realm.

Not only that, but behind him followed four others dressed similarly; while their cultivation hadn't reached the Peak of Soul Transformation, they had also entered the ranks of the Soul Transformation Stage.

With five Soul Transformation Stage powerhouses appearing at once, their powerful Aura instantly pressed down on everyone in the room, making them immobile.

Ye Bufan's heart jolted; it seemed his bad luck hadn't passed yet. He had encountered assassins twice before, and this time he still couldn't escape, and their strength was far greater than before.

Who exactly were these people? His mind raced.

First, he ruled out the Assassin's Guild. Although the Assassin's Guild also had powerful existences, they always preferred to hide in the shadows. Such an overt breach didn't match their style.

The only ones left were the North Sky Sword Sect and the Kyoto Li Family, but these two families always held a condescending attitude towards him, so they shouldn't need to hide their true faces, right?

At this moment, the masked man leading them said, “Hua Ziyue, I never expected you to find such a young Dr. Ye to heal your injuries.

Wouldn't it be better to live as a cripple honestly? Why force me to act ruthlessly?”

“Oh my goodness…”

Only then did Ye Bufan realize he had misunderstood; these people had nothing to do with him at all, but were after the woman on the bed.

Hua Ziyue, that name sounds quite pleasant.

“Take the Master and leave quickly!”

The four Black-Clothed guards in front of the bed reacted immediately, the leader shouting, “Number 1 and I will hold them off; you two quickly take the Master and go.”

With that, the two drew their longswords from their backs and together charged towards the Ghost Face Mask Man.

The remaining two guards, without hesitation, took the woman from the bed and went the opposite way, crashing through the wall behind them with a bang, creating a hole to escape.

Guards Number 1 and Number 2 rushed to the Ghost Face Mask Man, their longswords swiftly thrusting towards his face.

“An ant trying to stop a chariot, overestimating yourselves!”

The Ghost Face Mask Man snorted coldly, waving his wide robe sleeve. The two men, along with their swords, were instantly sent flying backward, spitting blood while still in mid-air.

They were both Soul Transformation Realm powerhouses, but as Soul Transformation Middle Stage cultivators, the gap between them and the Soul Transformation Peak Ghost Face Mask Man was too vast; they were simply no match.

However, the two men's sacrifice was not without results; in that brief moment, the remaining Number 3 and Number 4 had already rushed Hua Ziyue out of the room, with Zhai Tianfang and Zhai Lingxiu following closely behind.

But when they reached the courtyard, they were instantly stunned; four Black-Clothed Men wearing Ghost Face Masks were already waiting there, as if they had anticipated they would try to escape from this direction.

At the same time, the leading Ghost Face Mask Man, with his four subordinates, walked out of the room. Nine people formed a circle, surrounding them.

Zhai Tianfang's heart had sunk to the bottom. He was very aware of the identity of the woman behind him and knew that not a single mistake could be made.

However, the opponent's strength was too formidable; they simply had no power to resist.

“Huh! Where’s Dr. Ye?”

Zhai Lingxiu was surprised to find that in the recent chaos, she hadn't seen Ye Bufan; he had left at some unknown time.

Number 3, standing nearby, snorted, “Does that even need saying? That cowardly fellow must have run off.”

Yesterday, Ye Bufan's escape into the City Lord Manor while being pursued by the two Protectors of the North Sky Sword Sect had left a very bad impression on these guards, making them think he was a coward.

Zhai Lingxiu wanted to refute, feeling that Ye Bufan wasn't that kind of person, but the facts were right before her, so she couldn't say anything more.

Hua Ziyue said calmly, “If he ran, he ran. He’s a doctor, not a guard; it’s normal for him to run.”

The two guards snorted, saying no more, and at this moment, the leading Ghost Face Mask Man stepped forward to face them.

“Hua Ziyue, no matter what, you won't escape today.”

Hua Ziyue said nothing more. Hidden by her veil, no one could see her emotions.

“Go to hell!”

Numbers 3 and 4 roared in anger, raising their precious swords and charging forward fearlessly.

“You are far from enough!”

The Ghost Face Mask Man's voice was full of disdain. He struck out with two successive palms, and Numbers 3 and 4 immediately flew out like kites with broken strings, even if they weren't dead, they were left with only half a life.

Then he waved his hand to his subordinates behind him and coldly commanded, “Kill them all, leave no one alive!”

The other Ghost Face Mask Men showed no mercy. Upon receiving the order, they immediately brandished their weapons and charged forward.

The people on the City Lord Manor's side were filled with despair. Although they weren't afraid of death, the strength of these people before them was too formidable, far beyond what they could handle.

Hua Ziyue gritted her teeth. Although Ye Bufan had warned her not to rashly use True Qi within two hours, she couldn't afford to care about that now.

Just as she was about to explode her True Essence in a desperate, all-or-nothing move, a sudden change occurred: the head of the Ghost Face Mask Man charging at the very front suddenly vanished, followed by his body falling to the ground with a thud.

Everyone present was startled, no one understanding what had just happened.

The matter did not end there; immediately, the second, then the third, and in the blink of an eye, four Ghost Face Mask Men lost their heads, and along with the Ghost Face Masks on their faces, they vanished as if they had evaporated from this world.