Daddy the Miracle Medic

Chapter 579 Take Me There

Lachlan's expression was sinister as he asked in a light and airy tone.

"What is the Ghost Plaque Sect? What are you talking about?" The words fell into the ears of the "master" before him like thunder.

The man was stunned by Lachlan's words, his expression uncertain as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "What did you say?"

Lachlan sneered and didn't waste any more time with him. He went straight for the man.

The bald-headed master's expression changed instantly, and he roared in anger, "You're looking to die!"

In an instant, his aura surged, revealing that he had early-stage Uppecia strength.

But it was no match for Lachlan now. He had reached early-stage Golden Core strength and could even fight against mid- to late-stage Golden Core cultivators.

To Lachlan now, killing someone at early-stage Uppecia level was like killing an insect.

That was why Lachlan dared to come alone to take on Ghost Plaque Sect.

Crack! Crack! Crack...

The next moment, before the bald-headed master could even get up, his figure turned into a residual shadow and rushed forward.

Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, tendons snapping, and joints dislocating, the bald-headed master instantly lost all resistance and mobility. "Who... who are you?"

"What did Moonlit Monastery do to offend you?"

The bald-headed master wore a pained and horrified expression as he glared at Lachlan and asked angrily.

He never expected that the young man in front of him would be so powerful.

Even the initial strength of Uppecia seemed completely helpless before him!

"Offend me? Ha, do two attempts on my life count as offending me?"

"And the Ghost Plaque Sect, they are notorious and devoid of humanity. I've come here to cleanse their sins!"

Lachlan sneered.

As he spoke, he thought of the several carts of children rescued by Makhi and others. His murderous intent towards the Ghost Plaque Sect grew even stronger.

The reason Lachlan sought out the Ghost Plaque Sect was that this evil cultivation sect was devoid of humanity and committed unimaginable atrocities.

If he had to devour human souls to strengthen the Dragon Ancestor's divine soul and save Miranda, Lachlan had no choice but to annihilate this group of inhumane beasts known as the Ghost Plaque Sect. In this way, he could still find some solace in his heart.

"What Ghost Plaque Sect? I have no idea what you're talking about."

"This is Moonlit Monastery, a temple that respects the earth and fears the heavens. We are mages who bring blessings to people. What does it have to do with being notorious?"

The bald-headed master widened his eyes, his face filled with sorrow and indignation.

"Hehe..."

"I'm not afraid of your stubbornness."

Lachlan sneered coldly. The next moment, he grabbed the man's wrist and infused a strand of true energy into his body.

Then, with a sharp crack, he dislocated the man's jaw.

"Ah!"

The bald-headed master let out a scream of agony the next moment. Due to his dislocated jaw, his voice was filled with repression, and his expression twisted in pain. This technique was previously used by Lachlan on Dale and his young disciple. Now, he employed it on the bald-headed master.

The man felt as if a thousand ants were devouring his heart, unable to seek life yet unable to seek death.

"Ah!"

"Ahhhh..."

The bald-headed master looked at Lachlan in agony, his eyes filled with a pleading gaze.

"Can we have a proper conversation now?"

Lachlan asked in a cold voice.

With his dislocated jaw, the bald-headed master couldn't speak, so he could only nod desperately.

Lachlan snorted and tapped a certain acupoint on the man's body, then used his hand to support the jaw back in place.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo..."

The bald-headed master breathed heavily in pain for a while before finally calming down.

After a while, he looked at the young man before him with a mix of shock and fear, as if he was staring at a demon.

"I... I admit that behind Moonlit Monastery is the Ghost Plaque Sect!"

"What do you want, sir?"

"Even if the Ghost Plaque Sect and Moonlit Monastery have committed many wrongdoings, it has nothing to do with me!"

"I'm just someone they brought out, helping them accumulate wealth and deceive people."

"At most, I tell fortunes and sell divine cards. I've even helped many people!"

"You... please don't do anything reckless!" The bald-headed master said innocently.

"Hehe, a puppet they brought out, yet possessing the strength of Uppecia?"

Lachlan asked sarcastically, his tone turning stern the next moment. "Enough nonsense. Take me to the

location of the Ghost Plaque Sect.

Otherwise, I'll let you taste what you just experienced!"

Upon hearing this, the bald-headed master shuddered, revealing a lingering fear.

Under his wavering gaze, he hastily nodded, "Fine! Fine! I'll take you there."

Lachlan squinted his eyes, revealing a meaningful and cold smile.

He felt that this guy definitely couldn't be trusted!

But it didn't matter. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks were meaningless.

With his own strength at the Golden

Core Realm, coupled with his proficiency in the Dragon Gaze Heavenward Technique and various other techniques, Lachlan was not afraid of any tricks he might play. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Inside the mountain cave, there was another hidden world!

This place was none other than the territory of the Ghost Plaque Sect. When Stephanie woke up, she felt a soreness in the back of her neck.

"Let me out!"

"Set me free..."

In her ears, she heard cries filled with panic and pleading.

Stephanie looked around and immediately realized that she was locked inside a cage with a group of young women.

Everyone was bound together with chains!

The women around her had pale faces and fearful eyes.

"Where... where is this?" Stephanie asked a nearby girl.

The girl, who appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen years old, was also captured here, still a virgin.

"This is hell!"

"It's a demonic prison!"

The girl cried, trembling all over.

Creak...

Just then, accompanied by a grating sound, the door of the cage opened.

Several disciples of the Ghost

Plaque Sect walked in, their faces filled with cruelty and mockery as they looked at Stephanie and the other women.

"It's your turn now! Hehehe..."

One person laughed sinisterly.

"They are the last batch!"

"After the sacrifice, the ritual will be completed!"

"By then, Ghost Plaque Sect's Blood Fury will rise to glory!"

"In the future, those so-called righteous martial forces that consider themselves prestigious, who dares to look down on us!"

A leading expert from the Ghost Plaque Sect looked at Stephanie and the other "offerings," his eyes gleaming with malevolence.