Chapter 644 I Am the Mythical Ancestor, Please Stop Asking Me to Fix the Sect’s Wi-Fi

Chapter 644: Chapter 644 I Am the Mythical Ancestor, Please Stop Asking Me to Fix the Sect’s Wi-Fi

The old man alone was already mysterious enough. Then there was Medicine King Lin Feng. And behind Lin Feng stood the terrifying Four Supreme Beings. Everyone had heard the rumors.

The four mysterious guardians were powerful enough to make even ancient cultivators cautious. If the old man truly intended to cause trouble, then today’s confrontation could become legendary.

"I heard the Four Supreme Beings can defeat Divine Tribulation Realm experts with ease."

"That’s nothing. I’ve heard they are even stronger than that!"

"Stop exaggerating."

"Then let’s watch and find out!"

Another cultivator rubbed his hands excitedly.

"I haven’t seen a real battle between top cultivators in years."

"Neither have I."

The crowd’s fear gradually transformed into anticipation. People whispered. People speculated.

People eagerly waited.

Some even began placing bets among themselves about what would happen next.

"Ten spirit stones says the old man gets thrown out."

"I’ll take that bet."

"I say the old man won’t even survive long enough to fight."

"You’re underestimating him. Look at that death qi!"

"Then what do you think will happen?"

"I don’t know."

The cultivator grinned.

"That’s exactly why I want to see it."

Meanwhile, the old man remained completely indifferent to the crowd. He didn’t seem interested in the people watching him. He didn’t seem interested in the rumors.

He didn’t even seem interested in the possibility of a confrontation. He simply stood quietly at the back of the line, his ancient eyes fixed on Lin Feng’s courtyard.

The death qi around him continued to spread. Yet the old man’s expression remained peaceful. It was almost as though he had already made his decision before coming here.

Whatever happened next, he would accept it. The crowd, however, had no such composure. They were practically holding their breaths. Everyone wanted to know the same thing.

Would Medicine King Lin Feng allow this mysterious old man to approach his courtyard? Or would the Four Supreme Beings appear first? The anticipation continued to build.

Unfortunately for many, they had no idea what was actually about to happen.

They had been waiting for the four Supreme Beings... the legendary Rat Celestials who had shaken the entire city with their terrifying strength.

Everyone expected the four tiny figures to emerge from Lin Feng’s courtyard at any moment. But nothing happened. One minute passed. Then another. The courtyard remained completely silent.

There was no terrifying aura. No overwhelming spiritual pressure. No earth-shaking roar. Not even the slightest movement could be detected from within.

"What’s happening?"

"Why aren’t the four Supreme Beings coming out?"

"Did they leave through another entrance?"

"Impossible! I’ve been watching this courtyard the entire time. No one has left!"

"Then why aren’t they coming out?"

"Why are you asking me? I’m just as confused as you are!"

The crowd began whispering among themselves.

Some cultivators stretched their necks and stared intensely at the courtyard, as if their eyes alone could penetrate the walls and see what was happening inside.

Others released their spiritual senses. Yet the moment their divine senses approached the courtyard, they were immediately blocked.

Lin Feng’s residence was obviously protected by an extraordinary formation. Even powerful cultivators could not casually spy on what was happening inside. This only made everyone even more curious.

After all, they had gathered here precisely because they wanted to witness the legendary four Rat Celestials personally take action. The four tiny creatures had already become famous.

Four Supreme Beings.

Four terrifying existences who had casually crippled powerful cultivators and frightened entire groups of experts into fleeing without even daring to fight back.

Everyone wanted to see what would happen when such beings finally encountered someone bold enough to challenge Lin Feng.

Yet now... Nothing. Another minute passed. Then another. The crowd gradually became restless.

"Could it be that the four Supreme Beings don’t intend to come out?"

"Perhaps they don’t consider these people worthy of their attention."

"That makes sense. They’re Supreme Beings, after all. Why would they personally deal with a bunch of ordinary cultivators?"

"Then who will come out?"

Just as everyone was wondering...

Creak!

The doors of Lin Feng’s courtyard slowly opened. The sound wasn’t loud. Yet at that moment, it seemed to echo throughout the entire area. The countless conversations immediately stopped.

Everyone turned toward the courtyard at the same time. A figure slowly walked out. The first thing they noticed was his height.

He was tall and big, with a straight posture that gave him a natural sense of dignity. He wore simple white robes without any extravagant decorations.

There were no dazzling treasures hanging from his body, nor was there any deliberate attempt to display his cultivation. His clothing was incredibly simple.

His appearance, however, was anything but simple. The man was extraordinarily handsome.

His facial features were perfect, his eyes deep and calm, and his expression carried a natural indifference that made him seem completely detached from the surrounding commotion.

His long black hair flowed freely behind him. At that exact moment, a gentle breeze passed through the area. His hair and white robes fluttered with the wind. The entire scene seemed almost unreal.

He looked like an immortal who had descended from the heavens and accidentally stepped into the mortal world.

More importantly, there was something about his temperament that immediately separated him from everyone else. He wasn’t arrogant. He wasn’t deliberately trying to intimidate anyone.

He simply stood there. Yet the moment people looked at him, they instinctively felt that he was someone from an entirely different world.

A person who had already reached a height they could only look up to. Some cultivators who had been shouting loudly only moments ago subconsciously lowered their voices.

Others stared with wide eyes.

"What... what a terrifying temperament."

"Who is that?"

"I don’t know."

"Wait..."

An older cultivator suddenly froze. His eyes widened as though he had seen something unbelievable. He stared at the white-robed man for several breaths before his expression changed dramatically.

His voice trembled.

"That’s..."

Everyone immediately looked at him.

"What?"

"Who is he?"

The old cultivator swallowed hard.

"That’s Medicine King Lin Feng!"

Boom!

It was as though a thunderclap had exploded among the crowd.

"Medicine King Lin Feng?!"

"That’s actually Lin Feng?!"

"It’s him!"

"I’ve seen his portrait before! It’s definitely him!"

"He’s much younger than I imagined!"

"He’s more handsome than the portraits I’ve seen of him! Those images can’t do him any justice at all!"

"He isn’t wearing any powerful aura at all. How can he be the legendary Medicine King?"

"Are you stupid? Do you really think someone capable of becoming a Medicine King needs to flaunt his cultivation?"

The crowd erupted into discussion. Lin Feng’s name had already spread throughout the cultivation world. He was not merely known because of his cultivation.

His identity as the Medicine King alone was enough to make countless powerful cultivators show him respect. After all, great healers were already rare. A peak healer was even rarer.

And someone capable of being called a Medicine King was an existence that countless sects and ancient clans desperately wanted to establish a relationship with. Such a person could save lives.

Such a person could refine pills capable of allowing cultivators to break through bottlenecks. Such a person could even give dying experts another chance at life.

For that reason, Lin Feng’s value was impossible to measure. But the rumors surrounding him were even more frightening. It was said that Lin Feng possessed terrifying strength.

It was also said that four Supreme Beings served under him. And now, everyone finally understood something. The four Supreme Beings hadn’t come out because they didn’t need to.

Lin Feng had come out himself. The realization caused the atmosphere to become even more tense.

"Wait..."

Someone suddenly whispered.

"The four Supreme Beings didn’t come out."

Everyone looked at him.

"What are you getting at?"

The cultivator’s expression became strange.

"Doesn’t that mean... Lin Feng doesn’t need them to deal with this matter?" The crowd exchanged glances. That possibility was far more frightening than they wanted to admit.

They were excited to see Lin Feng in action himself!

At the front of the crowd, several cultivators who had originally been excited about witnessing a battle suddenly became nervous. A few even took an unconscious step backward.

They had originally come here expecting to watch a spectacular battle between Supreme Beings. Now, however, they suddenly felt that they might have wandered into a situation far beyond their level.

Lin Feng calmly looked at the people gathered outside his residence. His expression remained peaceful. There was no anger. No killing intent. No arrogance.

He simply looked at them with the same calmness one might have when looking at a group of noisy strangers. The wind continued to blow gently.

His long black hair danced behind him. His white robes fluttered.

And for some inexplicable reason, the entire crowd felt as though the world itself had suddenly become quiet.

Lin Feng’s opening words caught everyone completely off guard.

"I never thought I would live to see the great Azure Dragon King step foot inside my home. You honor us with your presence, Senior."

His greeting sent a shockwave through the crowd.

It took a moment for the title to sink in, but soon, a collective realization washed over the scene as they were standing before a figure thought to exist only in myth and legend.