Chapter 915: Chapter 915

Guan Ling spat out a mouthful of black blood, shocking everyone present.

"Sister Ling!" Several players from the Shushan women's basketball team rushed forward.

Qiu Yun's expression changed drastically as she quickly stepped forward to help the fallen Guan Ling.

"A-Ling, are you okay?" Qiu Yun asked anxiously.

Guan Ling opened her eyes, her gaze tinged with sorrow. "Grandma… I'm sorry. I let you down… I…"

"Xiao Ling, don't say anything. You've done well, truly well," Qiu Yun said, her eyes filled with guilt. She regretted letting Guan Ling take that pill, which forcibly boosted her strength for the sake of winning the match.

"Is this the result you wanted, Qiu Yun Grandma?" A cold voice suddenly rang out.

Qiu Yun raised her head, her gaze icy as she stared at Lin Chen. "It's all your fault. It's because of you, you bastard, that Xiao Ling ended up !"

Lin Chen let out a cold laugh. "Qiu Yun Grandma, you're truly amusing. The pill was given to your disciple by you. You disregarded your disciple's life for your selfish desires—utterly unworthy of being called a mentor!"

"What did you say?" Qiu Yun's eyes flashed coldly.

Lin Chen couldn't be bothered to argue with her further. His gaze fell on the fallen Guan Ling.

At this moment, all the blood in Guan Ling's body had turned black. If she wasn't treated immediately, her life would surely be lost.

Lin Chen knelt down and reached for Guan Ling's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Lin Chen's action, Qiu Yun's eyes turned cold as she struck toward Lin Chen with a blade-like hand to stop him.

Lin Chen grabbed Qiu Yun's wrist with his other hand. "If you want your disciple to live, don't interfere."

Qiu Yun felt as though her hand was clamped by iron tongs, completely immobilized.

"How is this possible? Could this brat have reached the Divine Meridian Realm? My strength actually doesn't compare to his."

Just then, Guan Ling spat out another mouthful of black blood, and Qiu Yun finally withdrew her hand. After all, she had raised Guan Ling since she was a child, and their bond ran deep. Qiu Yun had heard of Lin Chen's medical skills before. Now, only Lin Chen had a chance to save Guan Ling's life.

Guan Ling was transferred to the medical room, and Lin Chen began urgently treating her.

The light of life entered Guan Ling's body through her wrist, weaving into her bloodstream.

As the life energy continued to flow in, the black blood in Guan Ling's body gradually turned red.

However, the side effects of the drug were overwhelmingly severe. Lin Chen's face was already damp with sweat.

Meanwhile, the game continued. In the fourth quarter, with Guan Ling—a key player—gone, the Shushan women's basketball team had no heart for the battle.

The match turned into an utterly one-sided massacre.

The Zhonghai women's basketball team surged forward unstoppably, securing victory with a staggering score of 128 to 80—even without Zhao Xiaohua coming onto the court.

However, no one celebrated on the court. Everyone hurried to the medical room to check on Lin Chen, who was treating Guan Ling.

The other players from the Shushan women's basketball team were deeply moved. After all, the two teams were bitter rivals, and Guan Ling had taken the drug precisely to defeat Zhonghai's team. Yet Lin Chen chose to overlook past grievances and stepped forward to save her.

About an hour later, Lin Chen finally released Guan Ling's wrist.

At this point, Guan Ling's pale face had regained a hint of rosiness, and she even opened her eyes.

Lin Chen said flatly, "I've cleared the toxins from her body, but due to the excessive intake of the drug, her future cultivation may no longer progress."

Upon hearing Lin Chen's words, a flicker of sadness surfaced in Guan Ling's eyes.

The spectators had already left the venue, leaving only the players from both teams on the field.

Qiu Yun let out a cold snort. "Lin Chen, I'll remember this grudge. One day, I'll seek revenge against you."

With that, Qiu Yun turned to leave with her team. Just then, Lin Chen's voice turned icy. "Qiu Yun Grandma, aren't you forgetting something?"

Qiu Yun's old face flushed red. She had hoped to slip away unnoticed, but Lin Chen brought up the wager again.

"What do you mean?" Qiu Yun feigned ignorance.

Lin Chen chuckled coldly. "Qiu Yun Grandma, it seems your old age has affected your memory—such quick forgetfulness. Should I remind you?"

Qiu Yun's expression changed. "Earlier, I was only joking. What I said doesn't count."

"Well, well. So this is what it means to be shameless as a Shushan elder. When it's a joke to you, it's just a joke. But if I had lost, you certainly wouldn't treat what was said as a joke, would you?" Lin Chen mocked her.

"Lin Chen, you'd better understand what you're doing," Qiu Yun warned, her tone full of threat.

Lin Chen sneered. "Of course I know what I'm doing. Kneel down, bow, acknowledge your master—that's the price for losing the bet."

"Impossible!" Qiu Yun had already resolved to brazenly break the rules.

If she truly knelt before Lin Chen today, she would lose all face in the martial world forever.

"So you're determined to go down the shameless path?" Lin Chen said, his eyes narrowing slightly.

At this moment, even Qiu Yun's disciples blushed deeply. They had heard the bet too, and now Qiu Yun was refusing to honor her loss—it was utterly disgraceful.

"Kid, are you really going to leave me no room for dignity here?" Qiu Yun's face darkened as she spoke.

"Dignity? Do we even know each other? Why should I give you dignity?" Lin Chen said coldly.

"In that case, go die!" Qiu Yun finally lost her temper and attacked Lin Chen in a fit of rage.

Her frail, stick-like hand struck toward Lin Chen's chest with lightning speed.

The two were so close in proximity, and no one had expected Qiu Yun to stoop so low as to ambush a junior.

"Lin Chen!" Zhao Xiaohua and the others' expressions changed drastically. However, the attack happened too suddenly, and no one could react in time.

Qiu Yun's lips curled into a cold smile. She thought that even though killing Lin Chen would destroy her reputation, she would be eliminating a major threat to Shushan—making it worthwhile.

But her smile quickly froze. As her palm was about to strike Lin Chen, she found her arm suddenly wrapped in threads of golden silk.

The golden silk spread along her arm like vines, binding her tightly in an instant.

The close distance had worked against Qiu Yun. She hadn't anticipated Lin Chen to be prepared.

"With such an ungrateful disciple, it's only right for me, their master, to teach a lesson," Lin Chen said icily.

With those words, his gaze grew cold, and bolts of electricity crackled, causing Qiu Yun to tremble violently and emit pained cries.

Nevertheless, Qiu Yun's formidable strength showed as she fiercely summoned her inner energy. Sword Intent surged from her, forcibly breaking Lin Chen's golden threads.

"I'll kill you!" Qiu Yun's eyes blazed with killing intent as she prepared to strike again.

Suddenly, her gaze froze. A flash of gold gleamed within Lin Chen's eyes.

What was this? Before she could comprehend it, the golden light had already shot into her pupils.