The Beautiful CEO's Personal Mad Doctor

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the nine little girls who had suddenly appeared. No one could figure out where they had come from.

Shen Youchu cried out in delight, "Brother, where did these little sisters appear from? They’re so beautiful and cute! Can I get close to them?"

The nine little girls turned their heads toward Shen Youchu in unison. The moment they saw she had an Innate Body, they started drooling. They looked as if they had just seen the legendary Tang Monk’s Flesh!

They knew with absolute certainty that if they devoured the young woman before them, they would have a sliver of a chance to become a Ghost King!

This was especially true for Xiaojiu, who was at least thirty percent certain she could become a Ghost King!

Sensing the girls’ undisguised malice, Shen Youchu broke out in goosebumps, the hairs on her arms standing on end. She instinctively backed away several steps, moving to Cheng Yuan’s side.

It seemed that only by Cheng Yuan’s side could she feel any sense of security.

Cheng Yuan’s face was grim. "This is Shen Youchu, my sister, and therefore your sister! You are absolutely forbidden from harming her! Otherwise, I won’t keep you anymore, nor will I try to help you find peace. I will have your souls utterly destroyed, never to be reincarnated!"

Cheng Yuan was so stern that the nine little girls jumped in fright. Like children who had done something wrong, they instinctively lowered their heads, their small, delicate hands nervously fidgeting with the hems of their clothes.

"Don’t be angry, Brother. We didn’t know Sister Shen was your sister! We will cherish Sister Shen just as we cherish you! We will never, ever harm her."

Cheng Yuan finally let out a small sigh of relief. With the nine girls’ current power, devouring Shen Youchu would have been the work of a moment.

"Keep this old fool busy. I’m going to kill someone!"

"Yes, Brother."

Cackling eerily, the nine little girls shot out of the Array and began circling Uncle Fu with great interest.

Uncle Fu wasn’t the least bit panicked. He now wielded power comparable to a Martial Saint; he had no fear of any ghouls or goblins!

"Cheng Yuan, I never thought you were an Evil Cultivator, raising your own ghosts! Do you really think a few spirits can hold me back?"

"You can try."

With that, Cheng Yuan strode out of the Array. In a flash, he was gone, streaking in the direction Yang Haotian had fled.

"Cheng Yuan, where do you think you’re going?!"

Uncle Fu tried to block Cheng Yuan, but the nine little girls suddenly attacked.

Several of the girls pounced onto Uncle Fu’s back and bit down hard.

Uncle Fu felt a chill run down his spine as his life force began to drain away rapidly. Waves of Yin Qi invaded his body, and every hair on his skin stood on end!

Forgetting about Cheng Yuan, Uncle Fu focused on circulating his True Essence with all his might, blasting the little girls off his back.

"Vile creatures, get the hell off me!"

BOOM!!

With a full-powered punch, Uncle Fu instantly shattered the three girls blocking his way.

Uncle Fu snorted coldly and turned to resume his pursuit of Cheng Yuan.

But to his astonishment, the scattered fragments instantly reformed, taking the shape of the little girls once more.

One of the girls blocked Uncle Fu, giggling. "Old man, didn’t you have breakfast? Put some more muscle into it!"

Uncle Fu’s face darkened. "You’re courting death!"

BOOM!!

Once again, Uncle Fu shattered several of the girls to pieces.

Unfortunately, the girls instantly reformed again, their auras not the least bit weakened.

In fact, Uncle Fu’s own aura had diminished considerably from the repeated attacks.

Seizing the opportunity, several of the girls pounced on Uncle Fu and sank their teeth into him.

While Uncle Fu was tied down by the nine girls, Cheng Yuan followed the trail of the aura he had marked and gave chase.

Yang Haotian was already seriously injured, and fleeing with all his might had only worsened his condition. He was absolutely certain that his very foundation had been damaged, affecting his future Cultivation talent.

The only good news was that the main gate of Yuanxi Pharmaceutical was just ahead.

Yang Haotian swore a silent, vicious oath. ’Cheng Yuan destroyed my foundation. I’ll make him live a fate worse than death, spending the rest of his days in terror and misery!’

Just as one of Yang Haotian’s feet crossed the threshold of the Yuanxi gate, a voice that made his scalp prickle with fear sounded from behind him.

"Master Jiu, don’t be in such a hurry to leave. You’ll make me look like a bad host."

Yang Haotian turned around stiffly. When he saw the face that should not have been there, he shouted in disbelief, "How are you here? Why didn’t Uncle Fu stop you?"

Cheng Yuan’s lips curled into a slight smile. "Master Jiu, I’m afraid I have no obligation to satisfy your curiosity. If you have questions, you can ask King Yama in the underworld!"

"Cheng Yuan, you can’t touch me! I am a scion of the Jinling Yang Family! If you lay a hand on me, the Jinling Yang Family will never let you get away with it!!"

Cheng Yuan’s gaze turned cold. "Master Jiu, I was planning to give you a quick death, but you just had to threaten me."

Yang Haotian’s expression changed, and he quickly changed his tune. "I was in the wrong this time. I shouldn’t have had designs on the Spiritual Spring! Just let me go, and I guarantee the Jinling Yang Family will never cause trouble for you or any of your loved ones!"

"I’m sorry, Master Jiu, but your guarantee isn’t worth a damn to me. You killed so many people from Yuanxi. You die today!"

"Calm down! Cheng Yuan! Just calm down! There’s no need for this to be a fight to the death! The people who died at Yuanxi Pharmaceutical were just a bunch of worthless servants. To be blunt, their cheap lives exist to shield people like us from harm. Dying for us is a worthy death for them! I can compensate you if it’s a big deal! How about ten million per life?"

The rage in Cheng Yuan’s heart flared, completely uncontrollable.

’Yang Haotian is nothing but an animal!’

’What is a human life in his eyes?’

’Is it something that can be compensated with money?’

Cheng Yuan gritted his teeth, enunciating every word. "Yang Haotian, I have never considered any life to be cheap! The life of every single person around me is priceless! Especially Third Uncle Hu! Today, you will pay for his life with your own!"

Done with words, Cheng Yuan drew his Broken Blade and lunged viciously at Yang Haotian.

A cold glint appeared in Yang Haotian’s eyes. ’If reason won’t work, then let’s fight it out!’

"Cheng Yuan, you’re courting death!!"

Ignoring the Broken Blade aimed at his throat, Yang Haotian drew a Soft Sword from his waist and thrust it like lightning toward Cheng Yuan’s throat.

It was a stance that screamed mutual destruction.

Cheng Yuan sneered. ’When it comes to a life-or-death struggle, I’ve never feared anyone.’

’Besides, Yang Haotian is more than a step slower than me. By the time his Soft Sword reaches me, I’ll have already slit his throat, right?’

Instead of slowing, Cheng Yuan pushed forward even faster.

CRACK!

Another fine crack appeared on the Protective Jade Token.

The protective barrier from before appeared once more.

It blocked the attack from the Broken Blade.

The edge of the Broken Blade stopped less than ten centimeters from Yang Haotian’s throat, but that small distance was like an insurmountable chasm.

An ecstatic look spread across Yang Haotian’s face.

’He’d won the gamble!’

’The Protective Jade really could block Cheng Yuan’s attack!’

"Cheng Yuan! Die!!"

Yang Haotian swung the Soft Sword with all his might. A silver gleam flashed, heading straight for Cheng Yuan’s throat.

At this moment, the momentum of Cheng Yuan’s attack was spent. It was too late to dodge. He could only watch as the Soft Sword drew closer and closer to his own throat.

’Is this how I die?’