Reborn Medicine King

"Elder Brother Jiang's combat skills are nothing we need to worry about. His abilities aren't tied to his level at all! This little scene? He can handle it without you stepping in."    

Zhu Yan was understandably surprised to hear this. During his time with Jiang Fann, he hadn't noticed anything particularly special about him, except for his impressive skills in alchemy. After all, Jiang Fann's cultivation level wasn't considered high among his peers.    

The girl furrowed her brow as she watched Jiang Fann maintain his calm demeanor.    

"Are you really going to face me like this? Aren't you going to prepare?"    

Jiang Fann chuckled, "Prepare? What do I need to prepare for when dealing with you?"    

"Arrogant!" she snapped, a hint of anger in her voice. She infused her spiritual strength into a withered branch, causing a flower on it to wilt instantly, releasing a poisonous fog that spread rapidly. It was a technique reminiscent of Shen Meng's methods.    

With the power of her spiritual artifact, the toxic mist expanded quickly, unleashing a force as overwhelming as a tidal wave, engulfing Jiang Fann's figure.    

From a distance, two cultivators watched the scene unfold, smirking.    

"That kid is pretty arrogant. This poisonous fog is stronger than my Poison Arts, a rare toxin bestowed by the prince himself. Does he really think he can withstand it?"    

But just as he finished speaking, a massive vortex appeared in the center of the poisonous fog, as if something was devouring it.    

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Fann reappeared, completely unaffected by the poisonous fog. Instead, he used his spiritual strength to compress the fog into a palm-sized black energy in his hand, rendering it powerless to escape.    

This scene left the two onlookers dumbfounded, and the girl was equally shocked. She quickly cast another spell, causing the flowers above the withered tree to wilt one by one. Each flower represented a different potent poison, which she unleashed in a series of attacks. Clearly, she was drawing on the power of an imperial-grade spiritual treasure, as no one at her level could normally launch so many attacks simultaneously.    

Yet, as the poison arts closed in on Jiang Fann, they seemed to shrink back like mice before a cat, halted by some unseen force before they could reach him. If she hadn't been so close, she might have suspected Jiang Fann was using a formation to create a barrier around himself.    

"What’s going on? How could the young lady's poison arts fail?"    

"Why do those poison arts seem afraid of him? This is too strange."    

Jiang Fann struck again, his spiritual strength forming a massive hand that effortlessly seized the incoming poison arts, compressing them into a ball of energy with ease.    

"I overestimated you. If this is all you've got, there's no need for us to continue fighting."    

Behind the girl, the old man quietly advised, "Master, his physical aura is unusual. It's as if he's immune to all poisons, flawless, and untouchable by any toxin..."    

The girl's eyes flickered with disbelief. "Is such a constitution even possible? Not even my father would claim that!"    

"I've tried my best, but the poison can't get near him. There's another possibility—he might have a special protective artifact. Our poison arts can't break through it."    

The girl, confident in her own spiritual treasure, didn't waste any time. With a flick of her wrist, a purple jar appeared in her hand. Under her spiritual strength, the jar expanded, releasing a swarm of various poisonous insects that scattered in all directions.    

Some flew directly into the air, heading straight for Jiang Fann. The chaotic aura of these insects was overwhelming, and their numbers were astonishing. Unlike the poison arts used before, these creatures were fearless, undeterred by the immense pressure emanating from Jiang Fann. They followed their master's command without hesitation.    

Yet, Jiang Fann didn't even bother to evade them, allowing the insects to approach while taunting his opponent. "Don't you have any skills of your own? Relying solely on external tools to solve your problems? But that jar is indeed impressive, likely a special spiritual treasure. I like it..."    

This gift is perfect for Shen Meng, and as for those pests, Jiang Fann isn't impressed. He can find something better for Shen Meng when the opportunity arises.    

Suddenly, Jiang Fann is surrounded by a blinding light. The Heaven Burning Fire erupts from him, engulfing all the pests nearby. Within a few yards, everything turns into a sea of flames. The more resilient pests ignite instantly, falling to the ground and ceasing to move after a brief struggle.    

These pests are no match for the Fire Arts. Only a few manage to withstand the Heaven Burning Fire for a moment longer, but none survive long enough to reach Jiang Fann.    

The girl attempts to recall the pests, but she suddenly realizes the figure in the center of the flames has vanished.    

She scans the area, her Spiritual Sense fully alert. Just then, a sound comes from her side.    

"Looking for me?"    

In an instant, he grabs her jar, snatching it away. She quickly tries to use her skills to retrieve her treasure, but is shocked to find it covered by a powerful Spiritual Sense, blocking her control.    

A dagger appears in her hand, and she thrusts it toward Jiang Fann's arm, hoping to reclaim her treasure. But as the dagger makes contact, it sparks against his arm, leaving only a mark.    

Jiang Fann deliberately acted this way because the girl's tactics weren't a threat. Her dagger was laced with poison, but it had no effect on him. Her strength couldn't penetrate his defenses.    

"Not even close... This jar is mine now."    

The girl was already in shock, feeling overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness. Her skills were useless against Jiang Fann. Even though she had other tricks up her sleeve, they seemed futile against someone with his immunity to poison and formidable defense.    

Jiang Fann didn't pursue her. Instead, he toyed with the jar in his hand, clearly pleased. With his abilities, he had his own ways to erase the opponent's spiritual mark.    

He looked up, flashing a wicked grin at the girl. "Got any other treasures? Show me. Surrendering isn't off the table. Hand over your poison techniques, and I'll let you all go."    

The two cultivators in the distance exchanged worried glances, their brows furrowed. It seemed they had come to a decision, as they simultaneously focused their spiritual senses on Jiang Fann.    

Already in his Devil God Spell state, Jiang Fann immediately sensed their intent. He turned to them with a mocking gaze, causing them to freeze, as if their plan had been laid bare.    

"Are you looking for trouble?"    

The two monks felt that Jiang Fann was acting utterly irrational, seemingly ignoring their presence. However, they knew he couldn't be crazy; he must have had something up his sleeve.    

Just then, a powerful aura descended from the sky. With a single strike, it shattered the barrier above, showcasing incredible strength. Jiang Fann's heart skipped a beat as he stepped back, distancing himself from the girl. He felt immense pressure; the newcomer's power far surpassed the Mortal Separating Stage, clearly a master of the Reincarnation Stage.    

The newcomer didn't attack Jiang Fann but instead stood beside the girl, tall and with his back to Jiang Fann. He seemed to be assessing the girl's injuries, and once satisfied, he spoke to her, "If I hadn't arrived early, I wouldn't have made it in time. I sensed your three auras disappear and knew something was wrong. You were reckless. This isn't our territory, and if the big shots from the upper realms notice, it'll be trouble."    

The girl didn't respond to him but instead looked toward Jiang Fann. "Return my spiritual treasure."    

At this point, Zhu Yan and his companion were no longer shocked but extremely cautious. After all, this was a master of the Reincarnation Stage, a significant figure even in the upper realms.    

However, Jiang Fann showed no intention of returning the item. He scrutinized the newcomer, seemingly unafraid in his Devil God Spell state. "Do you think just because a Reincarnation Stage master shows up, you can threaten me? Breaking my barrier was quite a spectacle. Soon, many will gather here, and then we'll see who has the real problem!"    

The master from the reincarnation realm turned to look at Jiang Fann, clearly not expecting him to remain so arrogant even after he showed up. He sized up Jiang Fann and, noticing the jar in his hand, directly demanded it.    

"It's not worth attracting trouble over a single spiritual treasure."    

Jiang Fann was unfazed. "That depends on whether you have what it takes."    

At that moment, the two cultivators seemed to sense something and moved closer. One of them whispered, "Sir, experts from the Danmen Valley have left the town. They must have sensed the spiritual energy fluctuations here."    

The reincarnation realm master frowned slightly but didn't make a move against Jiang Fann. The girl wanted to say something, but the master took her away, and the four figures quickly disappeared into the night.    

Jiang Fann felt a twinge of disappointment. He had hoped to acquire the opponent's poison arts, but the intervention of a master made him miss the opportunity. However, this encounter had sown the seeds of a future conflict; they were bound to meet again.    

As the four left, Fang Xiang approached Jiang Fann, though he eyed the jar, still crawling with poisonous insects, with some trepidation.    

"What do you want with that thing? You don't even practice poison arts."    

"It has its uses," Jiang Fann replied, dispersing his technique. He then used his spiritual strength to seal the jar, planning to erase the girl's spiritual imprint later. Soon, this spiritual treasure would bear his name.    

Zhu Yan glanced around and reminded Jiang Fann, "Did you hear what they said earlier? Experts from the Dan Sect should be arriving soon. Do you want to disguise yourself again to deal with them, or should we leave now?"    

Jiang Fann replied, "Of course, we should leave. I don't have time to interact with the Dan Sect's practitioners."    

Zhu Yan quickly led the two of them into the nearby woods, and they soon vanished from sight.    

Shortly after, two figures descended from the sky. One of them had a restrained aura, making it difficult to gauge their level of skill.    

Seeing the scorched earth and the scattered remains of poisonous insects, the practitioner was somewhat surprised.    

"Fire arts! Poisonous insects! Who were the ones fighting here?"    

The other practitioner sensed the lingering energy on the scorched ground.    

He analyzed, "The aura from the fire arts is incredibly intense, but it's lacking in the essence of the natural order. It seems the person using the fire arts isn't at a very high level."