Chapter 79: The Dragon Flies East

  Zhang Jun understood in his heart that the Buddha's eye relic made his temperament different from ordinary people, and it was difficult to see through. The old man in front of him obviously had extremely high eyesight, and he discovered something unusual.

  He looked straight at the old man and replied calmly: "The 39th generation of Shen Nong Men, Zhang Jun."

  The old man's eyes gleamed with an unusual light, and he asked hastily: "Is Huabu your master?"

  "It is indeed." Zhang Jun said, thinking to himself, could this old man know his master?

  The old man nodded repeatedly and said: "Good, very good, it seems that this thieving heaven doesn't want me to die early!"

  The old man known as Old Hu stared at Zhang Jun with piercing eyes and said in a cold voice, "Youngster, how can you prove your identity?"

  Zhang Jun sneered, "Believe it or not. I was sent here after being secretly plotted against and won't be staying for long. There's no need to have conflicting interests with any of you, so it's best if we just leave each other alone."

  "Don't be so arrogant!" Old Hu snorted, "I'm afraid you're being manipulated by someone and have come to secretly harm the Dragon Head."

  "First, before today, I didn't know who the leader was. Second, you're all locked up in prison, if we really wanted to kill you, it wouldn't be so troublesome, we could just take you out and shoot you." He responded coldly.

  Lao Hu's face showed even more suspicion, and he said: "Youngster, don't pretend to be ignorant. In these years, they have carried out at least thirty assassinations. Those big bosses may have locked up the dragon head, but they also dare not take drastic measures, because they cannot afford the loss."

  Zhang Jun realized that the dragon head's identity was complicated and often targeted for assassination, which explained their suspicion. He thought for a moment, knowing that if he couldn't prove his identity, he would likely be killed on the spot.

  "It's easy to prove that I'm a disciple of Shen Nong Men." He said, and walked towards the old man on the wooden bed. In an instant, more than a dozen piercing gazes shot over from both sides, and if he showed even the slightest unusual ability, he would immediately suffer a fatal attack.

  The old man's expression was calm, and he waited until Zhang approached within a meter before saying: "As the rumors go, the great doctor Hua can tell what illness someone has with just one glance. I happen to be feeling a bit unwell myself, can you figure out what it is?"

  Zhang Junshi displayed his Buddha's Eye, and was shocked to discover that the old man's internal organs were filled with dark injuries, and even his bones were covered in them. How many blows must he have suffered to end up like this?

  However, the old man himself was a master of embracing dan, with an extremely strong vitality. He forcibly suppressed these internal injuries, preventing them from erupting. In fact, his current vitality far surpassed that of ordinary people.

  Furthermore, the elderly man's legs had suffered extremely severe damage to their meridians, and he was likely to have lost his ability to walk. What surprised him even more was that there seemed to be a chronic toxic force slowly running inside the old man's body, slowly consuming his vitality.

  He can determine that if it weren't for this chronic poison, the old man would have been able to recover from his internal injuries on his own.

  A few minutes later, he had seen through the old man's physical condition and sighed, saying: "Your body is very bad. With your Danjing cultivation, you should have fully recovered. Unfortunately, someone doesn't want you to recover and has put a chronic poison in your body, keeping you in your current state."

  The people around changed their faces greatly. Was the dragon head poisoned? They looked at each other, seemingly wanting to find out who was the one who had administered the poison among these people.

  The old man's expression didn't change, and he smiled: "You're indeed worthy of being the successor to the divine doctor, admirable." Then he said, "I wonder if you can help me get rid of this toxin?"

  Zhang Jun said with a cold face, "I'll try my best." Then his expression turned cold, "However, my consultation fee is very high, can you afford it?"

  The old man was taken aback, then burst out laughing: "Haha, okay, how much is the medical fee? Just name it."

  Zhang Jun's face showed a smile, and he said: "Actually, it's nothing much. I'm just curious why others call you 'Dragon Head' and show such respect to you. I reckon I'll be stuck in this godforsaken place for a few days anyway, so I thought I'd listen to your legendary story."

  The old man's eyes sparkled: "Do you really want to hear?"

  Zhang Jun shrugged and said, "If you don't want to say it, I naturally can't force you."

  The people around had different expressions on their faces, some were tense, some were contemplative, and others looked calm.

  The old man suddenly waved his hand and said to the others, "You all go out, I want to have a private chat with this young brother."

  Everyone silently left the room, even the tall and strong man at the door over two meters high also went out and closed the door.

  Zhang Jun then walked around the room and finally punched a hole in the wall, from which he pulled out a bugging device and crushed it. Under the old man's astonished gaze, he subsequently found and destroyed three more bugging devices.

  After doing all this, he patted his hands and smiled: "It seems that those above are very concerned about you."

  The old man nodded and said, "I don't know how you found out, but with this move, you already have the qualifications to hear my story."

  Zhang sat down on one side of the wooden bed, saying: "You talk and I'll treat your illness." As he spoke, he reached out and pressed his hand against the other person's back, slowly focusing his gaze and sending a strand of golden light into them.

  Having possessed the Buddha's Eye Sarira for a year, his ability to control golden light had greatly increased.

  The old man felt extremely comfortable, closed his eyes and said: "No wonder Huabu Yi's ranking is still above Xibeiwolf. With just his medical skills, who in the world wouldn't seek him out?"

  "What ranking?"

  "A list of rankings made by a group of bored people, called the underground list." The old man said, "You can understand it as the power ranking list of the underground world."

  "What rank is my master?" Zhang was very interested, he actually didn't know much about Huabu Yi, because it wasn't time for him to understand yet.

  "Dongfang Shenlong, Nanju Pusa, Zhongyuan Youwang, Shenzhou Bùyī, Beifang Haoqiang, Xinan Renmo, Dongbei Menghu, Xibei èlang, Jingdu Foye, Donghai Caishen. These people are the top ten on the earth ranking list. There are many more below them, and in their early years, they were ranked over 180th, countless." The old man said.

  Zhang Jun's eyes flashed, and he said: "Dongfang Shenglong, isn't that you?"

  The old man said calmly: "How can one person dare to be called the Dragon God? That is an organization, I am the dragon head, and there are many cadres under me. This dragon has to give its life for the big bosses above."

  "You're the leader, how did you end up in this state?" Zhang Jun was very curious, what kind of person could knock down the number one ranked person.

  "Of course, it's because of ambition. Everyone has ambition, and I'm no exception. After gaining power, I wanted to gain even more power and freedom, so I gradually cultivated my own loyal followers. Finally, one day, I felt that I could challenge the top leaders." His eyes were filled with memories, full of vicissitudes.

  "At that time, I formally presented my conditions to them, seeking greater power. Their reaction was extremely fierce, and a war without swords or guns unfolded between us. In that battle, although I lost, they were also severely wounded."

  "After that, I was sent here. On the one hand, they didn't want me to die, because if I died, the foundation of the East would be destroyed. On the other hand, they also didn't want me to be too strong, so they secretly poisoned me and left countless internal injuries on my body."

  Zhang Jun had already absorbed the golden light into his body, and those hidden wounds were slowly disappearing. The toxic energy inside him was like fog encountering sunlight, instantly dispersing without a trace.

  He stopped treatment and asked: "How long have you been in?"

  "Seven years." The dragon head said lightly. "For seven years, they have tried every means to cultivate new people to take over all of this. Unfortunately, the situation I left behind, they can't solve it."

  Zhang Jun sighed and said, "You can't keep going on like this. No matter how much power you have, it's not as good as freedom."

  The dragon head stretched its muscles and bones at this time, and actually got out of bed and walked a few steps on the ground. The Buddha's golden light had repaired the broken meridians in his legs, and he could barely get down to the ground.

  He was extremely surprised and praised: "What a wonderful skill! Little brother, thank you!"

  "Never mind, you've already paid for the consultation."

  "No, I'll give you more." He turned around and stared straight at Zhang Jun. In his eyes, Zhang Jun saw a kind of aura that only a great strategist could have.

  He was moved in his heart and said: "What do you want to give me?"

  "I'm giving you a chance to take my place," said Longtou. "Let you become the new dragon head, and even more powerful than me."

  Zhang Jun did not show any excitement, and coldly said: "Did I hear that wrong? Someone like you who craves power would be willing to help me? What are you after if I become the leader?"

  The dragon head looked very sincere: "I was once glorious, at that time, I could make the six provinces of the East shake with just a stomp. Unfortunately, now I'm old, what I want is just to hope my family and friends can live a little better, safe and sound. But even such a request, I currently cannot do it myself, must find someone to help me."

  "Do you want me to help you?" Zhang Jun looked at Long Tou, trying to see something else in his eyes.

  The dragon head looked at him and said, "In this world, there is no one more suitable to help me than you. Firstly, your master Hua Bu Yi also has a huge amount of resources in his hands. With him around, no one can harm you. If I'm not mistaken, he's putting all his effort into cultivating you as his successor."

  "Secondly, you will possess abilities similar to those of Hua Buqi, and it's even possible that you'll surpass him. This is something ordinary people do not have. If you want to help me, lacking ability won't do."

  "The most important third point is that you are now standing in front of me and have just helped me relieve my illness." He said with a smile, "Tell me, who else in this world can help me besides you?"

  Zhang Junyi remained unmoved, saying lightly: "I think you've mistaken me for someone else. I don't crave power; I just want to earn a little money, master my medical skills, and hone my martial arts."

  "Is that so?" The dragon head looked at him, his eyes full of playful colors. His expression made Zhang Jun think of the eyes of a thousand-year-old fox spirit, and he felt a sense of foreboding in his heart.

  "But do you know, someone saw us together in the same room and talked for a long time. Just based on this, they will investigate you from head to toe, and your master Hua Bu Yi will also be exposed. I cannot rule out the possibility that they will take action against you, at which point, it is likely that your master will be implicated."