The picturesque island was small in area with a sparse population, yet Yusuf Zuck did not release his telekinesis to look around wildly but quietly followed Scott Escobar in a tour car to a mountain villa. It was a sizeable estate, with a murmuring mountain spring nearby, and the yard was very quiet, not a soul in sight. The tour car stopped outside the courtyard, and Scott Escobar and the middle-aged man led Yusuf Zuck into the hall. The interior was spacious, carpeted with soft rugs, but at the moment, Yusuf Zuck had no interest in admiring the architectural style of the villa because he saw that the people here were dressed very oddly. Indeed, there were people in the villa, not many, around seven or eight, both men and women. The men were wearing coarse linen robes, all with long hair tied in buns, dressed no different from people of ancient times; even the shoes they wore were like those round-toed cloth shoes Taoists wear. The women, on the other hand, were uniformly dressed in white gauze long dresses, their faces all covered, each holding an Ancient Sword in hand. If the villa wasn’t a modern European-style villa, Yusuf Zuck would have thought he had traveled back to ancient times! Scott Escobar and the middle-aged man seemed very respectful to these people, and after entering the hall, they stood in the center. "Who comes?" A woman clad in white gauze suddenly called out. "Outer Gate Silver Badge Steward Scott Escobar." "Outer Gate Silver Badge Steward Ferdinand Escobar." The two immediately bowed with clasped hands, as if they were unfamiliar with these people! "What brings you here?" the woman continued to ask. "By the command of the Inner Gate Supervisor, I have brought the miraculous healer ’Angel’ here!" Scott Escobar continued to respond respectfully. "Is this the ’Angel’? He’s got some nerve to use that title," the woman inquired sharply, then suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "How audacious, bringing a blade into the hall." "Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish~" As soon as the woman finished speaking, she immediately drew her sword, and the others moved to encircle Yusuf Zuck. Yusuf Zuck was bewildered, thinking to himself, where did these ancient people come from? "Respected protectors, please hold!" Scott Escobar immediately bowed and said, "This man was brought here at a great cost, we must not treat him lightly." Ignoring Scott Escobar, the woman with the long sword pointed at Yusuf Zuck and said, "According to our rules, anyone who glimpses an elder must relinquish their sword and not bear arms." "Okay, okay, you have your rules, but I also have my own principles. If I can’t bring my sword, shall I just leave then? But sisters, please step aside," he replied. "You insolent scoundrel!" the woman in charge suddenly cried out sternly, "Do you think you can come and go from this place as you please? Kneel down!" "Buzz, buzz, buzz~" Not only did the woman call Yusuf Zuck an insolent scoundrel, but she also attacked him directly, showing no courtesy whatsoever. Yusuf Zuck couldn’t understand it—just by calling them sisters, he’d been labeled as a scoundrel. What kind of rule was this? However, since the woman’s sword was already thrusting towards him with tricky moves, he had no time to ponder other matters and shook his robe. The supreme Purple Glory Sword sheathed underneath was instantly drawn. These past days, Yusuf Zuck had fashioned a scabbard for the Treasure Sword himself; it was ugly, but that was fine because the sword was too sharp, and he was actually afraid of cutting himself. With a clang, the Purple Glory Sword collided with the woman’s sword the moment it was unsheathed, and then her long sword seemed to vaporize, instantly turning into fragments from the blade to the hilt. The woman took a big jump back, releasing her grip quickly, but even though she let go swiftly, the force transmitted from the Purple Glory Sword still split her palm and made her stagger back several steps! Witnessing this scene, Scott Escobar and the others were stunned. This ’Angel’s’ sword was merely a casual block, yet it shattered the female protector’s Treasure Sword, drew blood from her palm, and made her retreat? Is his sword too sharp, or does this person possess an unbelievable supreme power! "Alright, enough, stand down!" Suddenly, just as everyone was exclaiming in surprise and Yusuf Zuck was incredulously looking at the Treasure Sword in his hand, an overweight old man emerged from behind the hall. He was also dressed in a coarse linen scholar’s robe, resembling an ancient scholar. "Mr. Angel’s Sword Dao is peerless. My subordinates did not know their own strength and have offended you greatly. We beg your forgiveness!" The fat scholar bowed to Yusuf Zuck, speaking in Chinese as well. "Are you guys putting on a play?" Yusuf Zuck asked in English. "Mr. Angel is Chinese. Why should you speak the language of the Alien Race?" The plump scholar asked with a smile. Yusuf Zuck was stunned for a moment. He hadn’t taken off his face mask yet, so it was impossible for others to see his face. How was the scholar so certain that he was Chinese? "We’ve seen the manager!" "We’ve seen the manager." Only then did Scott Escobar and the others remember to pay their respects. "I am Norris Escobar; I have seen Mr. Angel." The fat manager was named Norris Escobar; they all shared the Escobar surname. "Just calling me Angel will do," Yusuf Zuck replied in Chinese and then immediately said impatiently, "I don’t care whether you are putting on a play or have traveled through time from the ancient past. I am here to see a patient. If you will not let me, I will leave immediately, and there will be no refund for the consultation fee!" "Please calm down, Mr. Angel. This way, please!" Norris Escobar gestured for Yusuf Zuck to follow him. Yusuf Zuck nodded, staying fully alert and tensed as he followed Norris Escobar inside, while Scott Escobar and the others stayed behind. Norris Escobar’s Cultivation Level was Fasting! Indeed, Yusuf Zuck had seen someone with the Fasting Cultivation Level in the Meskill Family at the capital city, so he could sense the kind of aura that engulfed the surrounding air from someone with the Fasting ability, which is why he dared not let his guard down. Walking through the corridor, they reached a residence at the back, which had a large incense burner outside. The incense burner was lit with incense that filled the air with smoke, just like the incense burned in temples. Behind it was a wooden hermitage-style building. Norris Escobar opened it to reveal a pungent herbal medicine scent wafting through the air; the smell was quite pleasant, with incense lit inside. On a bed lay an old man with white hair and beard, withered and skeletal, seemingly around ninety years old. Yusuf Zuck squinted his eyes; he couldn’t discern the old man’s Cultivation Level. "Please administer your treatment, sir," Norris Escobar said, letting Yusuf Zuck proceed without further ado. Yusuf Zuck used his Telekinesis to probe the old man who couldn’t move or speak. However, just as his Thought-shrouded touch enveloped the old man, the man who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened them fiercely, with a relentless ferocity flickering within, all while he sized up Yusuf Zuck. Yusuf Zuck knew that although the man couldn’t move or speak, despite his organs failing and his bodily functions in decline, as he neared death, he was conscious and aware. "Elder, I am a doctor. Please close your fierce eyes. Medical practitioners are compassionate, and your eyes are a bit frightening!" Yusuf Zuck said with a faint smile. He was very brave and dared to say anything. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novęlfire.net A spark seemed to pass through the old man’s eye as if he wanted to laugh but could not manage to do so. However, he did indeed close his eyes. Yusuf Zuck knew that Norris Escobar was not about to leave the room, so after a moment of thought, he did away with any unnecessary gestures. Directly grabbing the old man’s chin, he inserted his fingers into the old man’s mouth. "Hoo—" After a drop of purple liquid fell into the old man’s body, Yusuf Zuck withdrew his fingers quickly and took five steps back. "It’s done. There will be a painful process soon. I hope the elder can grit his teeth and endure. It will be over in a few minutes!" PS: The fourth update is here, continue with four more tomorrow.