A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1418

"I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. I just need some rest," whispered Tang Yun after wiping her lips with a piece of tissue paper.

Tang Yun appeared nonchalant. But Meng Wan-Yu had been serving Tang Yun for a long time. She was Tang Yun's disciple. Even though Tang Yun did not say a word, she could sense that something was amiss.

Concerned about her master's health, she tried asking again. "If you're not injured, could it be an illness? I'd feel tired and lose my appetite when I was sick as a child. Should we go to the hospital for a checkup?"

Tang Yun froze momentarily.

"An illness?"

It had been a long time since Tang Yun had heard that word. It had grown strange to her ears.

Since she had begun practicing martial arts, the notion of illness had been erased

from her mind.

The martial artist had a strong constitution and typically did not fall ill.

Even when injured during battle, a martial artist would simply fall into a healing trance and allow their body to recover from their injuries naturally. Sometimes, they might seek the aid of a heal who was versed in treating martial artists.

The typical hospital and their ordinary doctors were of little help to a martial artist.

That explained why Tang Yun had found the idea of visiting a hospital foreign when Meng Wan-Yu had suggested it.

"I'm fine. I just need to rest. You may leave now. No one is to disturb me without my orders." With a wave of her hand, Tang Yun sent Meng Wan-Yu away.

She didn't think that a supreme grandmaster like her would fall sick.

That was why she had turned down Meng

Wan-Yu's suggestion to seek treatment from a doctor.

She could not have foreseen that she would have to secretly sneak into a hospital sometime in the future.

But that's another story for another time.

Time continued to pass steadily.

The martial arts circle seemed to be enjoying a relative peace since the fight for spirit energy fruits had passed.

The investigation into the massacre at the rainforest had continued but little progress had been made.

Besides Brahma, the investigation team had not identified any other suspects.

Yet, the evidence that they had gathered weren't conclusive either. They couldn't be certain that Brahma had been the one behind the massacre.

As a result, the investigation dragged on without any resolution in sight.

Chu Sect had kept the sect's storming a few days ago under wraps through various forceful means.

They hadn't been interested in allowing such embarrassing news to spread throughout the martial arts circle.

Six months went by.

Everyone had nearly forgotten about the young man named Ye Fan.

Somewhere in the remote region of Xijiang lay a vast and uninhabited desert.

One could hear the cries of eagles.

Beneath the wide expanse of the heavens stretched the vast desert and its infinite and identical grains of sand.

In the middle of the barren desert was an oasis, sparkling like an emerald.

In the middle of the oasis was a spot of stillness that had remained silent for more six months. Today, it finally began to stir. Something flared.

Cold winds began to howl, shattering the silence, yellowing the skies and rousing the grass.

The energies of the heaven and earth spanning a thousand miles came flooding in and they gathered in the oasis.

A beautiful young woman in white sat by the lake, plucking on the strings of her instrument. Upon sensing the disturbance in the air, she turned around and stared at the hut in the distance.

A breathtakingly beautiful smile slowly unfurled on her lovely face.

"Heavens! It's really the Dragon Master. He's finally waking up. It's been more than six months! What a terrible long wait it's been! I was ready to pronounce him dead!" laughed Gaia.

He seemed really excited. He was like the father awaiting the return of a son who had been away from home for years.

But to be honest, Gaia was excited because he had waited so very long for this moment. In fact, he had begun to grow frustrated from all that waiting.

But the wait was finally over. He was naturally overjoyed.

As increasingly more energies flooded the area, the sky and the land began to tremble violently.

The huge tornado that had formed appeared to have sucked the very world of all its energies.

Everything within a radius of a thousand meters seemed to have been drained completely.

One could discern a few flares of green light flashing in the tornado.

Then, a sharp sound rang out. It was as if something had just been ripped apart.

A wave of incredible power erupted like a sudden bomb, blowing up the hut and turning it into dust.

Amidst the shattered pieces of wood and dust, a slim figure emerged. Like a burst of green light, like a dragon with lightning coursing through its veins, he shot into the skies.

"What the..."

Gaia and Chandra were frozen to their spots.

They looked up and stared dumbly ahead.

Before them in the sky was a young man standing proud in the air.

His long black hair cascaded down his back while his eyes shone fiercely. He looked heavenward and let loose a loud roar.

A huge tornado appeared suddenly, as if summoned by his call, and rushed into the young man's body.

It was as if the oceans had risen into the heavens and the stars had fallen into the seas. The world had turned topsy turvy and in the eye of this tremendous storm stood that young man!