Dressed in a traditional, custom-made physician’s robe, embroidered with golden patterns symbolizing authority, Kelly Bushman stepped in like a king surveying his kingdom. By his side was Jefferson Bushman as he walked confidently, his smirk wide, his eyes scanning the room with obvious arrogance. Behind them, a large entourage followed—doctors, assistants, influential figures, and personal bodyguards. It was a grand entrance, meant to show dominance, to remind everyone who controlled the medical world in this city. And more importantly—To make one thing clear. He would be the one who would walk away with the Chairman’s seat today. As Jefferson walked alongside Kelly, his eyes darted around the hall, searching. For days, he had been hunting for Raymond. Ever since their last encounter, Raymond had disappeared—like a shadow, untraceable, It had infuriated him. No one. No one had ever dared to humiliate him and then vanish as if nothing had happened. But today—one of

For a brief moment, Kelly studied him, as if trying to remember if he had seen this nobody before. But after a second of silent evaluation, Kelly's interest faded. He had far greater concerns than some unknown participant. To him, Raymond was nothing. Not worth his time, not worth his attention either. He had come here to assert his dominance, to crush anyone who stood in his way, and to claim the Dragonblood Nightshade. People like Raymond? They wouldn't last long anyway. And as for Malisa? She might have been the granddaughter of the chairman, but she had no medical expertise, no martial arts background. She was young, inexperienced, and ultimately irrelevant to his goals. He had no reason to care about her opinion or opposition. At that moment the atmosphere in the grand medical hall shifted as someone stood up. To their surprise it was the West Lake's Representative, who stepped forward, his presence commanding respect. The West Lake's Representative was no ordinary healer.

He sneered, shaking his head. His voice was laced with mockery as his gaze swept across the hall, his black mist swirling ominously around him. “Surely, among all of you 'medical elites,' there must be at least one person with enough spine to step forward?” Again Silence followed. No one moved, then a smirk curled on his lips. “Pathetic.” Then—A chair scraped against the floor. Slowly, a figure stood up. Tall. Commanding. Unshaken. Immediately the crowd turned their heads in shock. It was Hullvilla's Representative. Hullvilla's Representative was known as the strongest healer of his region—a man whose knowledge of herbal medicine and spirit energy infusion was considered unparalleled. Unlike standard doctors who relied on herbs and potions, techniques, Hullvilla's Representative had mastered a unique art. A technique that allowed him to summon the essence of rare herbs, forging living entities known as Medicine Spirits—a fusion of healing and battle power. With this ability, he c

The crowd murmured in agreement, their gazes filled with pity or mockery. To challenge Kelly Bushman now— It was suicide, and the worst part of it all, none of them knew Raymond expect for Damien who actually looks so confident.Even Kelly himself let out a soft chuckle, his confidence unshaken. “You?” He scoffed, shaking his head. “You must really enjoy losing.”“ I guess I truly do, if I lose to a great Master like you, it's nothing to be ashamed of, but the reverse wouldn't be the case.”Upon hearing what Raymond just said Kelly's jaw tightened but he managed to remain cool.Then Malisa wanted to say something, she didn't want Raymond to fight Kelly, but before she could open her mouth to speak. Raymond had already reached into his sleeve. And when he pulled his hand out, the audience gasped. A single silver needle lay between his fingers. Ancient inscriptions ran along its slender frame, pulsating faintly with light. Without being told some of them could tell It was no ordinary

But then—Everything changed.A cold, piercing light filled Raymond's eyes.He had seen enough.“Enough of this madness,” Raymond's voice cut through the chaos, quiet yet somehow heard by all.With a deep breath, he reached into the core of his power—And the ancient energy hidden within his ring responded.At that moment a sudden howl of wind erupted from his body, tearing through the hall like a raging tempest.Lightning snaked through the air, its bright tendrils crackling with divine fury.Immediately The spirits—once unstoppable—Hesitated.Their shrieks faltered as they felt an overwhelming force descend upon them.The entire venue shuddered under the sheer power Raymond had unleashed.“Impossible!” Kelly shouted, his confidence cracking for the first time. “No one can stand against my dark arts!, how come the nobody was defeating them easily.”At that moment Raymond gaze landed on Malisa, In a single blink of motion, Raymond dashed to Malisa, his speed far beyond human limits.Ag