Chapter 2835 - 2838: Giving a Slap, Then a Candy

"I will follow your instructions."

Marshal Buliang sighed and said, "However, before I give up everything, could you tell me your true identity, sir!"

"Since you insist on knowing, I don’t mind telling you."

Xiao Chen suddenly picked up Li Fengxian’s spear and threw it forcefully.

The spear pierced through the wall and struck the character "War."

"War God King!"

Marshal Buliang was exceptionally clever.

With just one word, he understood Xiao Chen’s identity.

At this moment, Qin Zhentian also realized.

Terrified, he quickly knelt down.

In the past, he somewhat looked down on Xiao Chen, thinking he was just a doctor.

He thought it would be easy to control or kill him.

But now, his heart was filled with fear.

"So it’s you, Mr. War God King, I admit defeat wholeheartedly!"

Marshal Buliang smiled wryly, thankful that he hadn’t acted rashly.

Otherwise, he might not have even had a chance to survive.

"Alright, since you are cooperating so well, I will give you a benefit.

Li Liang!

The reason you wear a mask is not because you don’t want to reveal your true face.

But because you were almost disfigured, right?"

Xiao Chen said indifferently.

Gulp!

Li Liang took a sharp breath.

It turned out the War God King had investigated everything thoroughly.

He even knew his real name.

"And the one who almost disfigured you was the Divine Son of the Black and White Divine Palace, right?

Because you feared the Black and White Divine Palace, you had no choice but to submit. Am I wrong?"

Xiao Chen said.

"What use is there in mentioning this now."

Marshal Buliang sighed, taking off his mask.

Beneath the mask was a twisted face.

It had been beaten to such a state.

"I have invited numerous famous doctors, and even Divine Doctor Xue has tried, but to no avail. I’ve given up!"

Marshal Buliang shook his head and said.

"That may not be necessary!"

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Have you heard of the ’Restore My Beauty Fist’?"

"Isn’t that something from the movies?"

Marshal Buliang said.

"It exists in reality too, but with a different name. This martial art is called the Orthopedic Fist!

If you trust me, I can help you restore your face to its original appearance!"

Xiao Chen said.

"The War God King also understands medical skills?"

Marshal Buliang asked doubtfully.

"Not just understand."

Xue Mu proudly said, "You know about the National Medical Conference of the Eight Prefectures in the Southern Region, right?

The winner was the War God King.

His medical skills are beyond my reach!"

"Is that so!"

Marshal Buliang was shocked.

Previously, he might have submitted only out of fear.

But he wasn’t truly convinced.

However, if Xiao Chen could truly heal his face.

He would be wholeheartedly convinced.

"Please, War God King, save me!"

Marshal Buliang knelt down.

"Please, War God King, save my father!"

Li Fengxian also knelt.

"Get up, both of you!

The treatment with the Orthopedic Fist might hurt a bit.

Endure it!"

Xiao Chen suddenly approached Marshal Buliang.

With a sudden punch.

The fist’s wind created afterimages.

Repeatedly striking Marshal Buliang’s twisted and deformed face.

After over a hundred strikes.

Only then did Xiao Chen stop.

The next moment, Li Fengxian exclaimed, "Father, Father, your face, your face!"

"What about my face?"

Marshal Buliang Li Liang asked.

Li Fengxian didn’t speak and brought a mirror over for Li Liang to see.

"It’s healed! Truly healed!

How can there be such a miraculous martial art in the world, it’s simply astounding!"

Li Liang could hardly believe it.

He had only hoped to slightly improve his ugly face.

Who would have thought.

Not only was it restored.

It even looked more handsome than before.

"Don’t rush, it’s not over yet."

Xiao Chen took out some silver needles.

He inserted a few needles into Li Liang’s face and then prescribed a formula: "Boil and take this formula daily, for no more than seven days.

And the current result will be fully consolidated."

"War God King, I am convinced.

I, Li Liang, am thoroughly convinced!

Your great kindness and virtue, I will never forget."

Li Liang was deeply grateful.

"This was actually just a minor issue.

Your biggest issue is that your life is running out!"

Xiao Chen suddenly said.

"What does War God King mean by this?"

Li Liang was confused.

"Listen to me, hasn’t there been a recent period in your Marshal Buliang Mansion where people mysteriously died?

And no problems were found even after investigation.

Even your health is deteriorating.

Coughing blood frequently?"

Xiao Chen asked indifferently.

"You! How do you know these things!"

If the previous symptoms could be observed through observation.

This matter he had never shared with outsiders, how did Xiao Chen know.

This is too miraculous.

"Of course, I know!"

Xiao Chen casually glanced at the furnishings in the living room, his gaze locking onto a vase: "Who gave you that vase?"

"Divine Son!"

Li Liang replied.

"Heh, no wonder!"

Xiao Chen coldly laughed: "This Divine Son, not lacking in strength, resorting to such tactics to control you.

It is truly detestable!"

"War God King, is there something wrong with this vase?"

After the previous treatment, Li Liang trusted Xiao Chen immensely.

"The vase certainly has issues!"

Xiao Chen pointed at the vase: "This vase is an Underworld Artifact!

It means it’s a burial item.

Removed from a tomb.

If a master purifies and exorcises it,

having it around would not be a problem.

But this vase was handed to you immediately.

Of course it poses a huge problem.

It constantly emits the aura of death.

Immersing your entire Marshal Buliang Mansion in a shroud of death.

Over time, many problems will emerge."

"So, could it be that the Divine Son was unintentional?"

Li Liang asked.

"Hmph, unintentional?"

Xiao Chen snorted coldly: "No one would give something newly unearthed to someone else.

Moreover, there’s a Blood Curse drawn inside the vase.

This Blood Curse amplifies the vase’s aura of death.

If it were just the vase, it might not lead to deaths.

Just an increase in sickness frequency perhaps.

But under the Blood Curse, the aura of death is tenfold.

Of course, deaths would occur.

When sleeping at night, don’t you feel as if someone is choking you?

Making it hard to breathe?"

"Indeed! I thought it was a nightmare, couldn’t have thought it was due to this.

I’m going to smash this vase immediately!"

Li Fengxian roared and prepared to move.

"Wait!"

Xiao Chen hurriedly stopped him: "If you smash the vase, the Blood Curse will fully erupt.

A bigger mess awaits.

Let me handle this!"

He walked over to the vase.

Bit his finger, letting a few drops of blood fall into the vase.

Suddenly, the vase emitted an angry roar.

Then a blood mist erupted from the vase.

Xiao Chen snorted coldly and struck with a palm.

True Qi was released.

The blood mist was immediately dispersed.

It seemed to burn like fire.

Struggling continuously.

Finally, it completely disappeared.

"Alright, the vase is no longer a problem now."

Xiao Chen said: "I’ve already dispelled the Blood Curse and the aura of death from it.

Now, it’s just an ordinary antique vase!"

"The War God King truly is a divine being!"

He truly was convinced to the utmost.

Because he felt, with the burning of that mist of blood.

The previous sensations of pain within him disappeared.