Rural Strongest Little Divine Doctor

Chapter 1984: Breaking into Hell

All because Hong Jiaxin was someone the Eight Immortals Hall desperately wanted; not to mention she hadn’t made the first move yet, even if she killed one or two people from the Eight Immortals Hall, she could still survive.In other words, for the moment, Hong Jiaxin was safe.

The people of the Eight Immortals Hall—even that Immortal Monarch—didn’t dare harm Hong Jiaxin lightly.

People with this kind of special bloodline only appeared three to five times over several centuries within the Ten Great Alliances.

To boost the alliance’s combat strength, they would exhaust every resource to cultivate a stronger next generation.

Hong Jiaxin stepped forward, and sure enough that Immortal Monarch was put in an even harder spot.

If he acted and injured Hong Jiaxin, never mind the Boss of the Eight Immortals Hall being displeased.

Moreover, Aunt Thirteen, who was Hong Jiaxin’s younger maternal aunt, would also have opinions.

So the Immortal Monarch had no choice but to cast a pleading look at Aunt Thirteen, asking her to dissuade Hong Jiaxin.

Aunt Thirteen naturally understood what the Immortal Monarch meant; her cold face warmed slightly, and she smiled faintly as she said, "Jiaxin, that kid—what on earth are you two playing at?"

The two of them didn’t answer, so Aunt Thirteen continued, "Didn’t we agree? Once Jiaxin sees her Mother, she’ll go back."

Those words were only good enough to fool a three-year-old.

Before Luo yang could pierce through it with a single sentence, Hong Jiaxin exposed Aunt Thirteen’s little trick first.

"You’re in it with them! They want to poison him to death, and you’re part of it too!" Hong Jiaxin said angrily, panting.

Ever since she found out Luo yang had been hit by the incurable Soul Dispersing Pill, Hong Jiaxin’s emotions had been in a constant state of agitation.

Hearing this, Aunt Thirteen hurriedly waved her hands and said, "Jiaxin, this has nothing to do with me. I can vouch for it with my character—this is all the great deed of the Eight Immortals Hall!"

As she spoke, she glared at that fake Wang Weiye, a trace of contempt at the corner of her mouth.

After all, the real one didn’t dare show his face and only sent out a counterfeit; that alone had already disgraced the Eight Immortals Hall.

The Immortal Monarch said awkwardly, "We’ll handle this matter. Kid, you’re someone who values his life too. I’ll let you go; Miss Hong stays. Once she’s seen her Mother, she’ll naturally come back."

If it had been in the past, Luo yang might have believed that.

But ever since he’d had deeper contact with people from the Eight Immortals Hall, Luo yang no longer had any goodwill toward them.

He didn’t believe a single word they said.

Hong Jiaxin glanced at Luo yang a few times; she might have realized it would be difficult to get away.

If a fight broke out, she was worried Luo yang would die right in front of her.

She wanted to leave with him immediately, but couldn’t get out.

So she stepped half a pace closer and said softly, "You go back first."

As she spoke, she even gave him a look, which probably meant: Sis will think of a way to slip out.

If her skills and abilities were strong, there might still be hope of realizing that wish.

Unfortunately, Hong Jiaxin’s strength was simply too weak in front of the Eight Immortals Hall.

After this incident, the Eight Immortals Hall would only be more on guard against her running away.

In other words, in the future it would be impossible for her to leave again.

Knowing full well she meant well, Luo yang said, "Monitor, this time we part, we might never have a chance to meet again."

Before Hong Jiaxin could answer, Aunt Thirteen rushed to say, "There’ll be a chance. There’ll be a chance. There’ll be a chance."

The two of them faced each other in silence.

Hong Jiaxin still hadn’t made up her mind; she only wanted to rescue Luo yang first and talk later.

After what Luo yang said, she too felt it would be hard to see him again in the future.

Not to mention Luo yang had already been poisoned by the Soul Dispersing Pill.

At this moment, the Immortal Monarch spoke again, "Miss Hong, you’re still young, there’s plenty of time to see each other—why fuss over these few days?"

What he meant was that Hong Jiaxin could go back to accompany Luo yang and then return to the Eight Immortals Hall afterward.

Those words actually made Hong Jiaxin more clear-headed; the hesitance on her pretty face vanished, and she said firmly, "I can’t leave him. Even if I die, I have to be with him!"

Hearing this, Luo yang grinned.

As a result, Hong Jiaxin’s pretty face flushed red in an instant, and she shot him a glare.

Over on the other side, when they heard that Hong Jiaxin was dead set on leaving with Luo yang with no room for compromise,

the Immortal Monarch said coldly, "Miss Hong, since you insist on letting him die, then we’ll just have to kill him first!"

It sounded terrifying, but there was at least thirty percent bluff in it.

If they could achieve their goal by scaring her, so much the better.

Aunt Thirteen played the good cop again, advising, "Don’t act yet, let Grandma Gu talk to her."

So the people from the Eight Immortals Hall held their hands again.

"Jiaxin, let me ask you: you came here without even seeing your Mother yet, and now you want to go back?" Aunt Thirteen said gently.

This struck right at the knot in Hong Jiaxin’s heart.

After learning that her biological mother was someone else, Hong Jiaxin had always wanted to see her.

This was her heart knot.

Before, not even Luo yang could really lessen the intensity of that knot.

But now that Luo yang had escaped death by a hair’s breadth, and how long he could live was unknown, Hong Jiaxin’s urge to meet her Mother had faded.

Compared to her Mother, Luo yang was the one Hong Jiaxin felt closer to.

After all, she hadn’t seen her Mother for over a decade; their feelings were very faint.

Whereas Luo yang had always taken care of Hong Jiaxin in daily life, making her feel incomparable warmth.

Between the two, if she had to choose, she was willing to stand on Luo yang’s side.

Now was exactly the time she had to make a choice, and she had already stated her position just now.

"No need to say any more! Sis only wants to be with him!" Hong Jiaxin boldly spoke out her decision.

From the firmness in her eyes, it was clear she wouldn’t change her mind.

Aunt Thirteen looked at the Immortal Monarch, obviously out of options.

If not for giving Aunt Thirteen face earlier, they wouldn’t have let Luo yang see Hong Jiaxin.

And after they met, this whole mess had arisen.

The Immortal Monarch’s face darkened, and he said impatiently, "Miss Hong, since you insist on him dying, then we’ll fulfill your wish!"

At this moment Hong Jiaxin turned her head to look at Luo yang; seeing him smile, she steeled herself and said, "Even if I die, Sis is going to die alongside him!"

Both the Immortal Monarch and Aunt Thirteen became extremely anxious upon hearing this.

"You deal with her! We’ll deal with him!" The Immortal Monarch pointed with his hand.

He was telling Aunt Thirteen to tie up Hong Jiaxin.

"Kid, you promised Grandma Gu you wouldn’t make trouble. And now you’re like this again—does your conscience not bother you toward Grandma Gu?" Aunt Thirteen tried to persuade him one last time.

At this point, Luo yang had nothing left to say.

"Aunt Thirteen, we’re square. You can stand on whichever side you like. Anyone who wants to be my enemy today, just bring it on!"

Thinking that he wouldn’t have the chance to deal with Wang Weiye, he felt rather regretful.

So he changed the direction of his words and continued, "You lot ganging up on me with numbers—whatever. When The Tenth Mu Tan comes for you in the future, it won’t matter how many people you have!"

If not for the scruples over The Tenth Mu Tan, the Eight Immortals Hall would’ve acted long ago.

However, Luo yang seemed to have forgotten that the Eight Immortals Hall could refine corpse-walkers—in other words, living dead.

As long as they captured Luo yang’s Yin Spirit alive, they could proceed with the refinement.

Only to hear the Immortal Monarch say coldly, "Since you insist on barging into Hell with no gate, don’t blame us for not giving face! Aunt Thirteen, you handle the other one; we’ll come take him down!"

As he spoke, two Soul Capturing Talismans appeared in each person’s hand.

From the looks of it, they only wanted the Yin Spirit.

Hong Jiaxin cried out urgently, "If you want to kill him, then kill me first!"

She spread her arms wide and stood in front of Luo yang.

As a young man, Luo yang didn’t want a girl protecting him.

He turned Hong Jiaxin’s fragrant shoulders and said, "Monitor, let me deal with them! You go stand to the side."

If the Eight Immortals Hall was going to act, having Hong Jiaxin nearby would only get her hurt.