Chapter 120: All of You Deserve to Die!

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“But isn’t this incantation art meant to cure illness?”

Yang Yan looked utterly bewildered.

He was, after all, a practitioner of the esoteric arts. Since childhood, he had heard his grandfather speak of witch doctors who excelled at treating disease with incantations. Yet he had never heard of anyone using such arts to harm another person.

“That is the witch doctors’ secret.”

Ye Tian frowned.

If he had not inherited Ye Changsheng’s memories, he would have been completely helpless upon encountering the Yang family patriarch today.

“The witch doctor tradition originally relied on talismans and incantations to ward off misfortune and treat illness.”

“An incantation refers to the spell itself, while the cause refers to the origin of the disease.”

“To put it plainly, this art uses talismans and spells to locate the source of a person’s illness. It can heal the disease—but it can also detonate its source.”

After hearing his explanation, the father and daughter of the Yang family drew in a sharp breath.

Without someone knowledgeable to reveal such an obscure secret, they likely would never have learned of it in their entire lives. The old city lord might even have missed his chance for treatment and died without ever knowing why.

When neither of them spoke, Ye Tian did not elaborate further. Instead, he followed the old man’s mattress and began searching through it.

At last, he pulled a small paper effigy from a hidden compartment in the old man’s pillow. Detailed birth information was written upon it.

“Born in Year Forty of the Dragon Nation calendar, on the eighteenth day of the ninth month, at midnight. These are your grandfather’s birth details, aren’t they?” He read aloud the man’s eight characters of birth.

“That’s right. Those are my grandfather’s birth details!”

Then that settled it…

Ye Tian pondered for a moment, recited an incantation, and formed a hand seal. The next instant, the paper effigy in his hand let out a shrill, mournful scream before bursting into flames and burning down to ash.

A wisp of black vapor escaped, but Ye Tian caught it in his palm.

“The spell has been broken. Your grandfather has recovered, and he’ll wake up soon.”

“As for who cast the spell, I imagine that person will reveal himself before long.”

“That’s all it took?”

Yang Xiaoyan looked at the old man, whose eyes remained tightly shut. Her face was full of expectation, yet her doubts had not entirely vanished.

“Brother Ye Tian, once my grandfather wakes up, we’ll take you to the Spirit Spring. Would that be all right?”

Ye Tian nodded and was about to agree when an urgent voice rang out from beyond the door.

“Move aside! Don’t just stand there getting in the way!”

A fat man, broad and heavily built, whose features bore a striking resemblance to Yang Yan’s, pushed his way inside. A thin, gaunt old woman followed close behind him.

“Brother, the Immortal Granny says she’s found a way to cure Father. Let’s give it another try!”

“There’s no need for that.”

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Seeing the fat man’s anxious expression, Yang Yan hesitated and explained, “I’ve already invited Divine Physician Ye from the Central Capital. He says Father’s illness has been cured and there’s no need for further treatment.”

“We might as well wait and see.”

The moment he heard this, the fat man flew into a rage and shouted in the local dialect, “Wait for what? Look at the state Father’s in! If we don’t treat him immediately, he’ll breathe his last!”

“You have to trust me. The Immortal Granny told me she has an eighty percent chance of curing Father this time!”

Yang Yan looked troubled and still wanted to refuse.

After all, they had heard of Ye Tian’s reputation long ago. The fact that he had brought Tang Zhenguo back from the dead was proof enough of his medical skill.

Since Ye Tian said no further treatment was needed, then no further treatment should be necessary.

But his younger brother, Yang Su, was being forceful, insisting again and again that the Immortal Granny had an eighty percent chance of success. That made Yang Yan waver.

If their father had already been cured, letting the Immortal Granny examine him as well could hardly do any harm.

It would serve as a second safeguard, wouldn’t it?

“Oh, just watch and see!” Without giving him a chance to object, Yang Su pulled his brother aside.

Then he waved his hand. The gaunt woman lifted a wooden chest and, wearing the air of a true master, walked up to the old man. She began singing to herself:

“Let me have a look, let me see,
What kind of illness troubles thee~”

Her withered, bone-like fingers stroked the old man’s face for some time. Still singing, she then reached out to raise his head and continued her chant.

But halfway through, Ye Tian seized her arm and lifted her bodily into the air.

“Stop!”

“Young man, what do you think you’re doing?”

Horror spread across the old woman’s face. She immediately shrieked, “You interrupted the Immortal Granny’s ritual! You have violated the harmony of Heaven and Earth. Heaven will punish you!”

“What violation of Heaven and Earth? Stop spouting nonsense!”

Ye Tian circulated his true qi and shouted furiously, “Hand over what you took!”

The woman’s expression changed beneath the thunderous roar. Then she quickly returned to normal, pretending to look completely bewildered.

“What are you talking about? I don’t understand!”

“Hey, what are you doing?”

The fat man, Yang Su, was the first to step forward. He grabbed Ye Tian and shouted angrily, “Where did this wild boy come from? How dare he interrupt the Immortal Granny’s ritual? Are you trying to get my father killed?”

“Someone come here! Hold him down, beat him to death, and throw him into the mountains to feed the Mountain Lord!”

At his command, more than a dozen Yang family servants rushed inside. Without a word, they moved to drag Ye Tian away.

But Yang Yan quickly stepped in front of them.

“All of you, get out!”

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Yang Yan slapped the table and drove the servants from the room. He then turned to explain to his younger brother, “This is Divine Physician Ye. You’ve heard of him.”

“The Immortal Granny has treated Father several times already, yet every time he improves for only a few days before relapsing. I think we should listen to the divine physician.”

“If the divine physician says not to touch him, then we leave him alone for now.”

Unexpectedly, Yang Su’s anger flared at these words. Pointing at Ye Tian’s nose, he began cursing.

“He’s no divine physician. He’s nothing but a fraud!”

“Father is already unconscious. If we keep delaying, won’t we miss the chance to treat him? He’s spreading nothing but poisonous lies!”

“In my opinion, he’s here to harm people!”

Listening to the brothers argue, Ye Tian frowned.

The younger brother seemed far more domineering than the elder.

It appeared that this family was putting on quite a show.

“Master of the Yang family, I’ve already told you that your father’s illness requires no further treatment. All you need to do is wait here for a while, and he will wake up on his own.”

“But if someone with malicious intentions interferes and tries to tamper with him again, the situation will be beyond my control.”

With that, Ye Tian jerked his arm and broke free of Yang Su’s grip.

Someone with malicious intentions?

Hearing the unmistakable hint in Ye Tian’s words, Yang Yan suddenly noticed that the Immortal Granny, whose hands were twisted behind her by Ye Tian, seemed to be clutching something.

Yet she appeared to be doing everything in her power to conceal it.

Seeing that his elder brother’s expression had changed, Yang Su panicked. He immediately lunged forward, drew a short blade from his waist, and viciously stabbed at the back of Ye Tian’s hand.

“Let go of her!”

Bang!

With a muffled impact, Yang Su was sent flying backward. He crashed through the wooden wall, leaving a gaping hole.

Yet he emerged from the opening as though nothing had happened and charged at Ye Tian once more.

Refining essence into qi?

“That’s enough!”

Yang Yan had finally reached the limit of his patience. He stepped forward and struck his brother’s chest acupuncture point with a hammering technique, smashing Yang Su to his knees and leaving him sprawled on the floor, unable to speak.

Refining qi into spirit?!