Looking at the mouthful of black blood, Zhang Wanshan, though feeling much better, said with an even more grave expression, "It seems someone is deliberately trying to harm my Zhang family! Do they really think my Zhang family is easy to mess with?"

"Just don't let me find out who's behind this!"

That's all.

Zhang Wanshan then looked at all the members of the Zhang family and said, "All of you, drink this antidote soup. Your lives are at stake, so think it through!"

Upon seeing this, many of Zhang's servants looked at Zhang Wanshan with disdain, somewhat bewildered.

However, since Zhang Wanshan, as the head of the family, had drunk it, what choice did the servants have?

Immediately, countless people stepped forward and drank the antidote soup. Soon after, they began to feel a pain in their bodies and finally spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Seeing this, Ye Feng walked over to Zhang Heng, who had just been detoxified, and said, "The matter of your poisoning has been resolved. Hurry up and take me to find the God of War, Tianrui. I still have things to do!"

He himself had no interest in who had administered the poison; he was only thinking about quickly fulfilling the Asura War God's request and then returning to his cultivation.

Zhang Heng looked at Ye Feng with immense gratitude and admiration, and then quickly said, "Mr. Ye, this way please!"

Ye Feng followed Zhang Heng to the back of the villa and suddenly discovered that there were many spiritual herbs planted there, even on both sides of the road. Some of them were extremely rare, including a hundred-year-old herb king!

This surprised Ye Feng a bit; he hadn't expected the Zhang family to be so extraordinary!

We arrived at a quaint and elegant courtyard.

Surrounded by lush greenery, a two-story bamboo house caught the night breeze's attention.

Zhang Heng explained to him, "Mr. Ye, this is where my grandfather currently lives!"

Night Breeze walked over curiously and said, "Your grandfather seems to have quite the leisure time. I'm pressed for time, so let's go in and treat him quickly."

Zhang Heng was taken aback upon hearing this, then shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Mr. Ye, I'm afraid it's not feasible right now?"

"Hmm?" Ye Feng immediately turned to look at Zhang Heng, frowning as he asked, "What do you mean?"

Noticing the change in tone, Zhang Heng immediately waved his hands in a panic and explained, "Mr. Ye, as you know, my grandfather is the Heavenly War God of the Dragon Kingdom, with an extremely noble status. Therefore, many doctors have heard of this and come to provide treatment. Right now, there are several doctors in this bamboo building conducting examinations!"

"You mean I have to wait here?" Ye Feng said impatiently. "I'm already doing this to give the Zhang family face by taking time out for treatment. Now that this has happened, what are we going to do?"

Zhang Heng trembled and hurriedly bowed and said, "Mr. Ye, I'll go in and announce your arrival, and I'll be right back!"

"Go ahead." Ye Feng nodded, then casually sat down on a rattan chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Zhang Heng dared not waste any time and quickly entered the bamboo house.

Before long, a commotion broke out.

The night breeze, disturbed and unable to rest, opened its eyes and was shocked to see three white-haired old men waving their robes and walking out in great anger.

"Young man Zhang, the three of us elders came here to give face to the God of War, not to let you kick us out because of a bastard!"

"Yes! No matter how much your Zhang family bullies others, you can't do this!"

"I will never cooperate with the Zhang family again, and I must see that bastard!"

Zhang Heng followed behind them, anxiously saying, "That's not what I meant! It's just..."

"Just what?!" an old man in a dark green robe shouted angrily. "Let me tell you, what happened today is no small matter!"

As they were speaking, the old man's gaze shifted and he immediately saw the leisurely Ye Feng. He then sneered and said, "You are the Mr. Ye that the Zhang boy mentioned earlier, right?"

"It's me, what's wrong?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and glanced at the old man.

"Hmph!" The old man in dark green flicked his robe and snorted coldly, "I am known as Physician Wang, and these two are respectively the Divine Healer of China, Liu Shiyao and Luo Yudan. What extraordinary abilities do you possess that make the three of us make way for you?"

Night Breeze picked at his ear and casually said, "Whoever has the ability can step up, and whoever doesn't can step down. Is it that difficult?"

Liu Shiyao stepped forward, squinting at Ye Feng, and said, "Are you saying that the three of us are not as good as a little kid like you?"

"Hey!" Ye Feng quickly waved his hand and said, "I didn't say that. It's just that you can't cure the God of War Tianrui. We can't let you stay here forever, can we?"

"I'm in a hurry, or I could just leave."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Heng quickly approached Ye Feng, wiping the sweat from his ears, and said, "Mr. Ye, you promised me you would treat my grandfather..."

Ye Feng pointed at the three angry old men in front of him and said, "I want to too, but someone's stopping me."

Zhang Heng was so anxious he wished he had two heads. Both sides were people of high status, and he couldn't afford to offend either of them. So he said helplessly, "Mr. Ye, please calm down. The three elders didn't mean it."

At this moment, Luo Yudan, who was usually taciturn, suddenly spoke up: "Little brat, if you really have the ability, then cure the illness of the War God Tianrui in front of us. In that case, none of us can say anything to you, and we can even admit that your medical skills are superior to ours. Otherwise, you have to apologize for your rudeness today!"

"You're making a perfect deal!" Ye Feng suddenly laughed. "If I lose, I have to apologize, but if you lose, you just have to admit something. It doesn't benefit me at all!"

"You want a reward?" Doctor Wang stepped forward, and with a flick of his wrist, a century-old spiritual herb appeared, its rich fragrance filling the entire space.

"I'll wager this century-old elixir on you, betting that you can't heal Tianrui's injuries, how about it?"

Upon seeing the century-old spiritual herbs, Ye Feng immediately smiled. Recently, he had a greater need for such herbs. If he had enough century-old spiritual herbs, he could naturally refine another batch of Great Heavenly Profound Pills. Moreover, his original intention was to heal the War God Tianrui, so this bet was just a side benefit.

How could he refuse such a generous gift offered for free?

but......

Ye Feng looked at Luo Yudan and Liu Shiyao and said, "This old gentleman has already put something up as a wager. What about you two?"

"Good lad, you've got quite the appetite. Aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself to death?" Liu Shiyao said with a sneer. "Fine, today's events have been quite amusing. If you can truly cure him, how about I give you this century-old elixir?"

"But if you can't cure him, you'll have to kneel down and kowtow to me to admit your mistake!" Liu Shiyao also took out a century-old elixir.