But here stands a Martial Medicine City, a Martial Medicine Sect. Could it be that my junior brother and sister are here?
If so, their achievements far surpass those of my father and senior uncles.
Or is it just a coincidence?
Qin Chuan's heart is filled with complex emotions. If he wasn't prepared last time, he is prepared this time to face Long Yuanchong.
Some people cannot be forgiven, some can be forgiven, but Qin Chuan truly doesn't know whether he should forgive him.
Over the years, Qin Chuan hasn't held a grudge, but he still thinks about it occasionally; after all, it's an indelible memory.
But in the end, the sword pierced his body, staining that memory with blood, erasing its former purity, and the purity he once longed for.
In truth, even if Qin Chuan were to see Long Yuanchong now, he doesn't know if he would kill him, or even if he could.
Although he was terribly wrong.
Standing before the gates of the Martial Medicine City for a long time, Qin Chuan shook his head. Perhaps he was overthinking it; there are at least eight or ten thousand Martial Medicine Cities in this world.
Perhaps it was just a coincidence. Why was he hesitating here? Many things can only be understood when faced with them.
Entering this vast city, as imposing as a mountain, it felt like a colossal behemoth lurking there, its weighty aura instilling a sense of security.
Qin Chuan had been aimlessly wandering, but now he was preparing to visit the Martial Medicine Sect.
If it were just a Martial Medicine City, he wouldn't have given it much thought, but the fact that the sect ruled here made Qin Chuan ponder.
Perhaps it was just a coincidence, a coincidence of names.
Could his junior brother's achievements reach this level?
Qin Chuan walked and thought, recalling everything from the past. But back then, his talent was far too poor; now, he had no idea what his junior brother Long Yuanchong's aptitude was like.
But one thing was certain: he was far stronger than he had been back then.
The Martial Medicine Sect ruled here, so finding it was naturally easy. However, the Martial Medicine City was enormous; by the time Qin Chuan arrived at the Martial Medicine Sect, it was already late afternoon.
The Martial Medicine Sect wasn't built on any mountain, but rather within the city itself. It occupied a vast area; the buildings weren't tall, but they gave a very imposing feeling, sprawling out almost to the horizon.
The Martial Medicine Sect here is incredibly powerful, combining martial arts and medicine. It has inner and outer sects; the outer sect manages worldly affairs, treating the sick and needy.
Therefore, the sect's reputation is impeccable, and its faith is strong. Inner sect disciples are skilled in alchemy and healing, possessing superb medical skills that attract even martial artists.
Thus, the Martial Medicine Sect is powerful, thanks to its own cultivation and extensive network of connections. Countless powerful individuals owe it favors.
In crucial moments, these favors can mobilize many powerful individuals to do many things—things they themselves don't want to do, can't do, or are unsuitable for.
This is the Martial Medicine Sect's trump card; anyone who tries to oppose it might quickly find themselves deserted and even wiped out overnight by countless powerful individuals.
Furthermore, no one wants to offend the Martial Medicine Sect, as no one can guarantee they won't get injured or sick, especially martial artists.
Once blacklisted by the Martial Medicine Sect, death is truly imminent.
The gate of the Martial Medicine Sect, though not luxurious, possessed a refined style. The three large characters of "Martial Medicine Sect" were ancient and powerful, like pine trees firmly planted on a mountain.
At that moment, Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes.