"What is going on here?"

Sun Zhuangjia blinked and looked blankly at Meng Xianjun.

"You’re asking me, who should I ask?"

Meng Xianjun rolled his eyes and waved the list in his hand: "The organizers of the medical competition have already announced the end of the contest, and the list of the top ten has been published in various universities. They also said that the champion has already been recruited by a mysterious force, and it’s inconvenient to disclose the name. What the hell is this? It’s too chaotic."

"I’m going to find my master."

Tianye Yingzi, who hadn’t spoken all this time, expressionlessly suggested.

"Wait, wait, at least we need to figure out what happened first."

Meng Xianjun quickly grabbed Tianye Yingzi, looking at Zhou Xiaoqian with a complicated expression: "I’ve already checked her body, and there are no physical problems, so it must be an issue with her memory."

"You’re right, it is indeed her memory that’s the problem."

At this moment, an elegant voice suddenly sounded.

The door opened, and Zhang Chuming and Zhang Baobao walked in together.

"It’s you? Didn’t you go after Tang Ming?"

Meng Xianjun asked with a frown.

"Hey! I couldn’t figure out the situation, so I didn’t dare to act rashly."

Zhang Chuming sighed and walked to the bedside: "If you all trust me, I can help this young lady regain her memory."

"Who the hell are you? Coming in without knocking, do you think we’re invisible?"

Sun Zhuangjia looked at Zhang Chunming with displeasure.

"Big guy, do you wanna get beaten up?"

Zhang Baobao seriously asked Sun Zhuangjia.

"Huh? Damn, such an arrogant girl, daring to speak to me like that, do you know who I am?"

Sun Zhuangjia instantly got angry, walking furiously towards Zhang Baobao and Zhang Chuming: "Get out, you’re not welcome here... Ah!"

Before Sun Zhuangjia could finish, he saw a shovel enlarging in front of him, and before he could cultivate, it hit him right on.

"Damn wench dared to sneak attack me."

Sun Zhuangjia cursed, clutching his bleeding nose as he squatted on the ground.

"Chu Ming, should I bury this brat?"

Zhang Baobao waved his hand, glaring at Zhang Chuming.

"No, no, peace brings wealth."

Zhang Chuming quickly pulled Zhang Baobao back, helplessly looking at Meng Xianjun.

"Don’t mess around, Zhuangjia. He’s a Martial General; you are no match."

Meng Xianjun hurriedly restrained Sun Zhuangjia.

"Hiss! So young, and already a Martial General?"

Sun Zhuangjia sucked in a breath, incredulous as he studied Zhang Baobao.

"Brat, I’m old enough to be your great-grandmother."

Zhang Baobao arrogantly smirked, walking to the sofa to daydream.

"Stop pretending to be cocky! There are always mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people. Sooner or later, you’ll suffer for it."

Tianye Yingzi looked at Sun Zhuangjia with a blank expression.

"I get it."

Sun Zhuangjia sighed, holding his nose, resigning to change this habit of showing off.

"Are you sure you can figure out what’s going on with her?"

Meng Xianjun questioned, unsure, at Zhang Chuming.

"We can give it a try."

Zhang Chuming smiled faintly.

"With me here, you can’t play any tricks, but we must know what’s going on." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Meng Xianjun squinted, a gleam in his eyes.

Seeing Meng Xianjun’s action, Tianye Yingzi unhesitantly unleashed her Martial General aura.

"Whoa, you guys aren’t ordinary people either."

Zhang Chuming was surprised, initially thinking of taking action if they disagreed, but now realizing they must negotiate.

"What secret is hidden behind the medical competition?"

Meng Xianjun asked bluntly.

"Have you heard of the Netherworld Road?"

Zhang Chuming thought for a moment and asked uncertainly.

"I’ve heard of it, a Hidden Sect that rose recently, acting strangely, with unknown origins."

Meng Xianjun nodded truthfully: "It seems the founders of this force are siblings, the man’s called Li Miaokong, the woman Li Miaoyun, who once were chased by the entire Martial Arts."

In previous discussions with Tang Ming about Yun Potian, he had mentioned Netherworld Road and the Li siblings, but he didn’t know why Zhang Chuming brought it up now.

Tianye Yingzi, Sun Zhuangjia, and Zhou Xiaoqian looked bewildered; even Sun Zhuangjia knew nothing about Netherworld Road.

"You know quite a bit, so you’re not ordinary yourself!

The Li siblings once belonged to a Righteous Sect, but later, due to persecution from Yun Potian, for the Huaxia Secret Technique, they were hunted by the Martial Arts, yet survived."

Zhang Chuming looked at Meng Xianjun in surprise.

"Whoa, it involves my master?"

Sun Zhuangjia’s face changed slightly, outwardly calm while inwardly taking it seriously.

"I know that, they not only survived but also created Netherworld Road, causing a bloody storm in Martial Arts, killing many who destroyed them."

Meng Xianjun nodded, still perplexed: "What does this have to do with the medical competition?"

"Of course it’s related. Do you know why they survived and suddenly became so powerful?"

Zhang Chuming asked, smiling.

"This... I really don’t know, do you?"

Meng Xianjun frowned.

"Initially, it was indeed a mystery. Many speculated they might have practiced the Huaxia Secret Technique, but it turned out Yun Potian fell, yet the Huaxia Secret Technique didn’t fall into their hands.

Judging by their later actions, they fell into the Demon Path, leading to a power surge, and founded the Hidden Force Netherworld Road, training a group of eerie experts.

Over the years, the power of Netherworld Road has risen rapidly, though still not comparable to the super Hidden Forces in Martial Arts, if left unchecked, it will become a great calamity."

"I’ve yet to see how it’s related to the medical competition after all this talk?"

Meng Xianjun became impatient.

"I can’t clarify the exact link, but there’s one thing for sure, the rise of Netherworld Road relates to a chance, and this chance just so happens to have a connection with the medical competition."

Zhang Chuming looked out the window with a complicated expression: "Initially, the various forces paid no heed, but in recent years, the frequent activities of Netherworld Road caught everyone’s eyes, and after some investigation, we found out the force behind the medical competition is the Netherworld Road."

"Hmm? You mean the medical competition is a talent selection for Netherworld Road?"

Meng Xianjun looked puzzled and uncertain.

"Whether it’s talent selection or something else, I’m not entirely sure."

Zhang Chuming shook his head, looking determinedly at Meng Xianjun: "But one thing is certain, every genius participating in the medical competition has never returned alive."