The Mysterious Path of Immortal Cultivation
The world was in chaos, monsters ran rampant, and cultivators revered the bizarre as true immortals. The paradise promised by gods and Buddhas was like a flytrap, luring countless souls to pursue eter
Chapter 1: A Desperate Act and a Shocking Encounter
“Hurry! Hold down his hand! Where did he get those scissors?!”
The middle-aged doctor shouted, seizing the pair of scissors that Zhang Sanlu had been aiming at his own head.
A handful of nurses and orderlies, shaken by the sudden violence, rushed in and tackled both Zhang Sanlu and the doctor to the ground. But Zhang Sanlu’s strength was extraordinary. It took considerable effort for the group to pry his fingers apart and wrest away the medical scissors meant for cutting tape, yet even then, they remained entangled in a chaotic heap on the floor.
It was only when a nurse arrived with a sedative that things finally calmed. After an injection, Zhang Sanlu, who had been struggling violently, at last grew still.
Seeing Zhang Sanlu quiet at last, the middle-aged doctor slowly released his grip and, panting heavily, pried open his patient’s eyelids. The pupils beneath were dilated and darted about in frantic motion.
“Whew—hurry, put him in a restraint jacket!”
“Doctor Zhou, is he really insane?”
“If he isn’t now, he’s close enough. What sane man tries to stab his own temple with scissors?” The doctor took a few deep breaths, then realized a burly orderly was still sprawled atop him. Pushing the man off, he stood, shaking his aching wrist.
“Good thing his skull is hard. Dress his wound, then gag him with a towel—don’t want him biting his tongue if he wakes up.”
“Yes, Doctor Zhou. Um…” The young nurse hesitated, then finally asked, “Should we inform his family?”