Chapter 79: The Mad Doctor

Until the unknown soul master gave up the resistance and sat paralyzed on the ground, Wang Xing and the others were able to see his appearance. They saw him wearing a white coat, with a pen inserted into his pocket, and wearing a pair of silicone gloves on his hands, which looked like the attire of a professional doctor. However, the strong bloody aura emanating from him made the aura of a white angel completely disappear.
Snake Spear Douluo turned his back and said lightly, "Are you not going to struggle anymore? For example, using your martial soul true body?"
The man dressed as a doctor, however, remained silent. He knew well that even if he used all his means, he couldn't do anything to a Title Douluo. Moreover, if he caused a commotion and attracted the experts in the royal city, he would undoubtedly die. At the moment, there might still be a glimmer of hope.
Wang Xingdao: "Don't want to answer? That's fine. How about we go down and take a look, Mr. Likes-to-catch-hobos?"
With that said, Wang Xing took Qian Renxue and Jiang Zi Yi and jumped down the hole in the ground, leaving Snake Spear Douluo to guard the man.
"Urgh..."
As soon as Fang landed, Jiang Ziyi felt an urge to vomit and quickly covered her mouth. Several homeless people, who were no longer recognizable as humans, were securely bound to the platform with iron chains. Their bodies were covered in large and small cuts, like pieces of fish on a chopping board. What made it even more disturbing was that the whole scene didn't appear bloody or gory, but instead had a strange sensation of cleanliness and precision, as if it were some kind of meticulous experiment.
The soul-powered shadowless lamp hangs high on the ceiling of the basement, illuminating the entire room as bright as day. Under this inhumane treatment, most of the humanoid rats seem to have already died, leaving only one homeless man barely alive. He doesn't seem to be sedated and, upon hearing the voices of Wangxing and others, he mutters incomprehensibly, sounding like he is pleading for something.
Wang Xing observed his injuries briefly and shook his head, saying, "Zi Yi, your ghoul's life now solely relies on a soul force, and he probably can't be saved."
"Is it time to worry about these things... I'm about to vomit..."
除了房间正中心的残酷场景外，房间四周的架子还堆叠了不少的标本、书籍。只不过这次瓶罐里装的可不是地上那个诊所那样的药材，而是某些小孩看了会做噩梦的组织器官。顺带得，连旁边的书籍似乎都沾染了少许液体，隐约散发着铁锈和福尔马林的味道。
Jiang Ziyi felt as if her stomach was turning upside down. In comparison, the death of a ghost seems to be a minor matter.
Even Qian Renxue couldn't help but frown. Her martial soul didn't adapt well to this environment. If she were to cultivate here, it is feared that her efficiency would be only sixty percent of normal.
Wang Xing pouted his lips: "Ziyi, you are supposed to be a Soul Master, but why do you have the biggest reaction among the three of us... Forget it, there isn't much to see here, let's go up first."
After compassionately freeing the evil spirit, Wang Xing leapt back onto the ground. He looked towards the now calmer "Doctor."
"So, Mr. Sorcerer, perhaps you would like to explain?"
"Doctor" gave a sinister smile with a tinge of blood: "Explanation?...As you can see, I am conducting some kind of great experiment."
Wang Xing sighed, "Yes, yes. Every soul master says the same thing. That is not a good excuse."
"What do you understand?" the man's emotions grew intense. "You simply don't grasp the significance of this experiment... those specimens are necessary sacrifices!"
Wang Xing interjected, "Significance? Why don't you explain it, consider it your last words."
A man made two ambiguous laughs and said, "I thought you were going to say that if I could do something, you would let me have a way out or something like that."
Wang Xing shook her head and said, "I'm not that bored, and no one would believe such words. It's better if you say what you want to say quickly, as I am in a hurry."
The man, however, remained calm. He slightly adjusted his sitting position, leaning his back against the dusty wall. "I recognize you. Wang Xing, as well as Crown Prince Xue Qinghe. But I don't remember a Title Douluo by the Crown Prince's side... Heh heh. How intriguing."
Qian Renxue wondered, "Do you know me?"
It's not strange for Wang Xing to be recognized since he is a celebrity. But it is strange to know the Crown Prince, after all, the Crown Prince rarely appears in public, and Qian Renxue doesn't remember ever seeing this person.
A man sneered, "Of course I recognize you. Your bodies are one perfect enough to fascinate people and one disgusting enough to make them want to vomit. Even a glimpse at the Soul Master Competition is enough to leave a lasting impression..."
Chen Renxue was taken aback: "Disgusting? Who are you talking about?"
"Of course, I'm referring to you, Crown Prince," the man sneered, "Don't you know that the meridians in your body are twisted like a bunch of entangled earthworms? Others may not be able to see it, but it is as obvious to me as a fly in a bowl of white rice. It is impossible for a normal person to have such twisted meridians and still live well, so if you ask me, this should be some kind of peculiar disguise."
Qian Renxue snorted, "You guessed it right, but unfortunately there's no reward. So, is this your research achievement?"
"Yes," the man's eyes gleamed with fanaticism, "Everyone uses the meridians throughout their body when cultivating, but no one has ever delved into what exactly the meridians are. But I'm different... Wang Xing, do you know? Your meridians are so beautiful, you must be cultivating an extremely advanced technique, right?"
The man's gaze fell on Wang Xing, his expression intoxicated and infatuated, as if he was examining some kind of treasure. Wang Xing felt extremely uncomfortable being looked at by him. What's the matter with a big man looking at him like that? He's a normal person and doesn't want to fence with a lunatic.
Finally, the man's expression calmed down: "I seem to have not introduced myself yet... My name is Li Zhen, Needle Zhen. I am the owner of this clinic."
Wang Xing nodded and said, "So Mr. Li..."
"Call me Doctor."
"Alright, Doctor Li. In such experiments, it seems that your white coat and gloves were not stained with blood, giving you a certain level of skill... However, isn't it foolish for you to stay in the palace and guard this clinic, even risking danger?"
Qian Renxue looked at Wang Xing speechlessly: "You talk too much."
Wang Xing shrugged: "Curiosity, it's innate."
Li Zhen hummed twice: "The clinic in my family has been passed down from generation to generation like that. Only my family in the entire imperial city is willing to help people at such a cheap price. But later on, it couldn't continue. The taxes in the city keep getting higher every day, and the poor are so tight on money that they can't even afford the most basic medicinal herbs..."
"If it was just that, maybe it could still be salvaged. But one day, that group of homeless people rushed into the store with their shabby wooden sticks and knives, and robbed us of all our belongings. My father also fell ill because of this and passed away soon after, leaving only me."
"So I want revenge, I built a secret room beneath the abandoned clinic to conduct my research on those scumbags who deserved to die. There have been people who wanted to take over this shop in recent years, but I dealt with them. That's how it is."
Wang Xing exclaimed, "Are you a fool? Why are you, a Soul Saint, suffering so much? Just show off your strength and don't worry about the clinic closing down."
"Are you an idiot?" The man looked at Wang Xing with eyes that treated him like a fool. He raised his right hand and a deep red long needle appeared in his palm, which was his martial soul. There seemed to be blood light circulating around the needle, as if the souls were crying out in anguish.
"In order to obtain a mimicry environment, I started practicing with those desperate patients since I was very young. You want me to go to the Martial Soul Hall to publicly register my martial soul?"
Wang Xing laughed, "I knew it, not every villain will have a reason to be forgiven... Dr. Li, you are a qualified madman, very suitable to be an evil soul master."
"Tit for tat." Li squinted her eyes. "Although I'm not a specialist in mental health, I can see that you're not doing well either."