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Miracle Doctor Chapter 831

“Rumble, ”

A tremendous thunderclap suddenly erupted from the back mountain of the Water Moon Sect.

Master Yan Ci paused in his steps, looked up, and saw a bolt of lightning descend from the depths of the sky onto the back mountain of the Water Moon Sect.

“Sect Leader Qiu Shan, did you see that?”

“A clear sky struck by lightning, this is divine retribution.”

“You and your disciple killed Miyamoto Musashi, and even the heavens cannot stand by and watch. Thus, this humble monk can only follow the will of the heavens and annihilate your Water Moon Sect.”

Qiu Shan Nan Ge and Qian Shan Xue exchanged a glance, both of their faces showing deep concern.

Why would lightning suddenly strike from the sky?

Ye Qiu is at the back mountain, would this disturb his meditation?

“Qiu Shan Nan Ge, Qian Shan Xue, this humble monk advises you to surrender obediently!”

After Master Yan Ci spoke, a tremendous battle intent surged from his body, and he immediately attacked the two.

“Clang!”

Qiu Shan Nan Ge drew her long sword and slashed at Master Yan Ci.

Qian Shan Xue also moved at that moment, her hands forming seals, invoking the Nine-Word Mantra.

“Boom!”

The battle erupted.

…

At this moment.

At the back mountain of the Water Moon Sect.

Lightning surged like a tide.

Ye Qiu had endured the third heavenly tribulation.

He looked up at the sky, seeing a thick layer of thunderclouds enveloping it, with purple lightning roiling within.

“Damn it, why do I face a heavenly tribulation just for cultivating a second strand of innate true qi? It’s too unfair.”

Ye Qiu cursed in frustration.

Normally, only those who step into the path of immortal cultivation face heavenly tribulations.

Immortal cultivation defies the heavens and is not tolerated by the world, so the heavens send down tribulations as punishment.

“But I’m cultivating martial arts, for heaven’s sake!”

Ye Qiu was utterly perplexed.

He was practising martial arts, and with his current cultivation, he was far from stepping into the realm of immortal cultivation. So why did the heavens still send a tribulation upon him?

“Could it be because I’m too handsome, and the heavens are jealous?”

As soon as this thought crossed Ye Qiu’s mind, he saw a massive vortex form in the thunderclouds above, as if brewing a devastating strike.

His heart began to pound uncontrollably, filled with unease.

Another tribulation was coming!

Ye Qiu quickly adjusted his state, bringing his spirit, energy, and mind to their peak, then stared at the sky.

His expression was grave.

The first three tribulations had grown progressively stronger, and though the fourth had not yet descended, Ye Qiu already knew it would be far more terrifying than the previous three.

As expected.

Thirty seconds later.

“Boom!”

A massive thunderclap seemed to shatter one’s soul.

An immense bolt of lightning connected heaven and earth, like a galactic dam bursting or a star plummeting.

The lightning was blinding, shaking the heavens and earth.

Ye Qiu’s hair stood on end.

From this tribulation, he sensed an unmatched power, as if he were as insignificant as an ant before it.

It was a fatal crisis.

Only at this moment did Ye Qiu understand why, since ancient times, many powerful cultivators perished under heavenly tribulations. It wasn’t that those cultivators weren’t strong enough, but that the tribulations were too horrifying.

“Boom!”

The lightning roared like a dragon.

In an instant, it descended.

Ye Qiu didn’t dodge, because there was no escaping it. Facing a heavenly tribulation, there was only one option: to withstand it.

“Bang!”

Ye Qiu wasn’t one to sit idly by. Even against a heavenly tribulation, he fearlessly charged forward, throwing a punch.

“Crack!”

The lightning struck Ye Qiu’s fist.

Instantly, the skin on his fist split open, blood splattered, and his entire arm went numb, losing all sensation.

At the same time.

The tribulation surged forward, striking Ye Qiu’s body.

“Boom!”

Ye Qiu was hit by the tribulation, his skin torn and flesh scorched, his body charred black. He was sent flying, crashing into the ground dozens of metres away, smashing a deep crater.

Ye Qiu felt as if his body had fallen apart, as though he were on the verge of death.

The heavenly tribulation represented the will of the heavens, impossible to resist.

Fortunately, after striking him once, the fourth tribulation dissipated.

“Huh, is the tribulation over?”

Ye Qiu was stunned. As long as the tribulation was over, a few injuries were nothing.

Struggling to sit up, Ye Qiu circulated his innate qi to begin healing.

Ten seconds later.

Ye Qiu sensed a heart-palpitating, immense power. He hurriedly looked up, only to see a bolt of lightning streak across the sky, descending from above.

This was the fifth heavenly tribulation!

“You’ve got to be kidding me, another one?”

Ye Qiu was thoroughly enraged. Ignoring his injuries, he clenched his fists. As the lightning neared, he swung his fists.

“Buzz.”

Suddenly, thirty-six sword intents appeared around Ye Qiu, swiftly merging into one.

Killing Technique!

Ye Qiu unleashed the Killing Technique, followed by the Six Meridians Divine Sword, but they couldn’t stop the tribulation.

“Boom!”

The lightning struck Ye Qiu.

He was sent flying again, four or five bones broken, his organs injured, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

With that, the fifth tribulation vanished.

Before Ye Qiu could catch his breath, the sixth tribulation descended.

The lightning surged with overwhelming force, exuding a world-destroying pressure, as if it meant to annihilate all things.

“I’ll fight it!”

Ye Qiu had no choice but to face the tribulation again.

“Boom!”

The lightning engulfed Ye Qiu.

He unleashed all his techniques, once again resisting the tribulation.

The next second, multiple parts of Ye Qiu’s body were shattered, blood flowing freely, a gruesome sight.

The sixth tribulation dissipated.

Ye Qiu had a distinct feeling that if that tribulation had been even slightly stronger, he would have been reduced to ashes.

“Heavens, are you toying with me?”

“You could clearly kill me, yet you don’t, tormenting me time and again. What’s the meaning of this?”

After his anger, Ye Qiu glanced at the sky again. The thunderclouds hadn’t dispersed, meaning the tribulation wasn’t over.

He couldn’t help but start thinking of countermeasures.

What to do next?

The tribulation couldn’t be dodged or blocked. If this continued, he would die under the tribulation after endless torment.

Was there no way to resist the tribulation?

While circulating the Nine-Turn Dragon Art, Ye Qiu searched for a method to counter the tribulation. But at that moment, the seventh tribulation descended.

“Boom!”

The heavens and earth trembled.

The seventh tribulation was more terrifying than the combined might of the previous six, dazzling and radiant, like a comet crashing into the earth. The lightning shattered the void, piercing through heaven and earth, heading for Ye Qiu.

“It’s over!”

“I never thought I’d die not at the hands of an enemy, but under a heavenly tribulation.”

“I’m not reconciled!”

Ye Qiu’s heart was filled with unwillingness. He still had so much left undone, like finding Ye Wu Shuang, destroying the Forbidden City, marrying Lin Jing Zhi and Bai Bing…

Right, Xiao Xue is pregnant with my daughter, and I haven’t even named her yet.

What should I name her?

“Boom!”

The seventh tribulation descended, completely engulfing Ye Qiu.

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The heavens and earth trembled.

Ye Qiu was engulfed by the unparalleled lightning.

In the moment between life and death.

Ye Qiu became unusually calm, no longer afraid, for he knew this seventh heavenly tribulation was beyond human resistance.

He closed his eyes, circulating the Nine-Turn Dragon Art, quietly awaiting death’s arrival.

Yet, after a long while, the lightning did not strike him.

What was happening?

Ye Qiu opened his eyes, only to find that the lightning had stopped a metre away from him.

What was going on?

Ye Qiu was puzzled.

The heavenly tribulation represented the will of the heavens, so why would it suddenly halt?

Could it be that the heavens had eyes, knowing he had many unfulfilled wishes and thus couldn’t bear to let him die?

Ye Qiu shook his head.

That was impossible.

If the heavens truly had eyes, those heroes who acted with justice or defended their homeland wouldn’t die, and the world wouldn’t have sayings like “the good die young, while villains live forever.”

But why hadn’t the tribulation struck him?

Ye Qiu observed carefully for a moment.

Suddenly, he noticed that two strands of innate true qi had surged from the Baihui acupoint on his head, and they were blocking the tribulation for him.

“This, how is this possible!”

Ye Qiu couldn’t believe it. Even with his full strength, he couldn’t withstand the tribulation, so how could two strands of innate true qi block it?

At that moment, the two strands of innate true qi were enveloped by the lightning, emitting low, resonant dragon roars.

At the same time.

Ye Qiu noticed that as he circulated the Nine-Turn Dragon Art, some of the lightning transformed into hair-thin strands, seeping into his skin and meridians.

“Ah, ”

Ye Qiu cried out in pain, the sensation akin to being pricked endlessly with an embroidery needle.

“Lightning entering my body, it won’t cause any adverse effects, will it?”

Realising this, Ye Qiu hurriedly checked.

After a few dozen seconds.

Ye Qiu was shocked to discover that after entering his body, the lightning transformed into a force that nourished his meridians.

In no time.

His meridians had widened slightly, and his inner strength had grown significantly.

“It has such an effect?”

Ye Qiu was astonished and began frantically circulating the Nine-Turn Dragon Art to absorb the lightning.

A few minutes later.

Ye Qiu realised he could no longer absorb the lightning, or his meridians would burst.

“I wonder if this lightning could temper my body?”

Ye Qiu deliberately guided a strand of lightning over, and it coiled around his right arm, crackling with sound.

The skin on his right arm immediately turned charred, like charcoal.

Even so, Ye Qiu clearly felt his right arm had become harder.

“It works!”

Ye Qiu was overjoyed and began guiding more lightning over. Soon, his entire body was enveloped in a layer of lightning.

The lightning was ferocious, causing Ye Qiu to grimace in pain upon contact with his skin.

Ten minutes passed.

Ye Qiu’s entire body was charred black.

He kept his eyes closed, continuously circulating the Nine-Turn Dragon Art.

A while later.

“Roar, roar, ”

Two dragon roars came from above his head.

Ye Qiu looked up, dumbfounded.

He saw that after being bathed in lightning, the two strands of innate true qi had transformed, taking the form of dragons.

Though each strand was only a foot long, they had dragon horns, heads, whiskers, scales, tails, and claws, vivid and lifelike. Coupled with the constant dragon roars from their mouths, they appeared like real dragons.

Most astonishingly, after transforming into dragon forms, the two strands of innate true qi opened their mouths and devoured the lightning.

“Damn, is this still true qi?”

Ye Qiu was so shocked that chills ran through him.

He even hesitated, wondering whether to let these two strands of true qi return to his body. Having devoured so much lightning, would they cause problems if they re-entered?

As he was lost in thought, the two strands of innate true qi zipped back into his body.

Immediately after, the surrounding lightning vanished.

Ye Qiu looked up, seeing that the thunderclouds in the sky had also disappeared without a trace.

“It’s over?”

Ye Qiu hurriedly checked his innate true qi, suddenly noticing that it was swiftly coursing through his meridians.

His internal injuries were also healing rapidly.

Moments later.

The surface of his skin cracked, and the charred old skin peeled away, revealing new skin, crystalline like jade, even smoother than a woman’s.

“I never expected the tribulation to have such effects. If lightning could be used to make cosmetics, it’d be a fortune.”

Of course, this idea was impractical, just a passing thought for Ye Qiu.

Then, he closed his eyes and resumed circulating the Nine-Turn Dragon Art.

Three minutes passed.

Ye Qiu’s face lit up with ecstasy.

He discovered that after surviving the tribulation, his strength had surged again, his body brimming with inexhaustible power.

“I never thought this trip to the Water Moon Sect would yield such rewards.”

“Not only did I obtain the inheritance of Tsukahara’s Sword Saint, but I also cultivated a second strand of true qi.”

“Truly worth the journey.”

Ye Qiu suddenly recalled that when he received the inheritance of Tsukahara’s Sword Saint, the three characters for “Killing Technique” on the stone wall were in Chinese, not in the script of the Great East.

“Could it be that Tsukahara’s Sword Saint was from Hua Guo?”

“Or perhaps, was Tsukahara’s Sword Saint well-versed in Hua Guo culture?”

“Otherwise, why would the three characters for Killing Technique be in Chinese?”

“Forget it, since I’ve already received the inheritance, dwelling on this is pointless.”

Ye Qiu glanced at his body. His clothes were tattered from the tribulation, his hair dishevelled. He looked worse than a beggar.

“Time to go back and take a bath.”

Ye Qiu stood, preparing to leave the Enlightenment Platform.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the bluestone steps in front of the Enlightenment Platform.

The steps were stained with blood, left from his tribulation.

Ye Qiu crouched down, dipped his finger in the blood, and examined it closely.

He noticed that the blood contained faint traces of gold.

As is well known, under normal circumstances, human blood is bright red. Only in cases of illness or other conditions does blood turn black or brown. But Ye Qiu had neither seen nor heard of blood turning golden.

“Is this my blood?”

Ye Qiu immediately activated his Heavenly Eye, his vision piercing through his skin to his blood vessels.

What he saw shocked him.

Ye Qiu was stunned to find that the blood in his veins was half bright red and half golden.

The two colours of blood intertwined without any rejection, and he felt no abnormalities in his body.

“How could this be?”

“Why has my blood turned golden for no reason?”

“Could it be related to the tribulation just now?”

Ye Qiu checked his body again, confirming there were no issues, before preparing to leave the back mountain.

At that moment, with a “boom,” the Enlightenment Platform and the seven bluestone steps crumbled into dust.

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The moment the Enlightenment Platform crumbled into dust, Ye Qiu’s figure flashed, appearing twenty metres away.

“It must be because I received the inheritance of Tsukahara’s Sword Saint that the Enlightenment Platform shattered.”

Ye Qiu bowed towards the platform’s direction and turned to descend the mountain.

…

At the Water Moon Sect, within the pavilion.

Killing intent permeated the air.

Qian Shan Xue and Qiu Shan Nan Ge, even fighting together, couldn’t withstand Master Yan Ci. After a few minutes of combat, both were injured, blood trickling from their mouths.

Bang!

Bang!

Master Yan Ci repelled Qiu Shan Nan Ge and Qian Shan Xue with two punches, then said with a smile, “Ladies, I advise you not to resist.”

“You are no match for this humble monk.”

“Surrender obediently to avoid physical suffering.”

Qiu Shan Nan Ge shouted sharply, “Yan Ci, even if I risk my life today, I won’t let you succeed.”

“Sect Leader Qiu Shan, why bother? Wouldn’t it be better for you and your disciple to follow me back to Jiguang Temple? This humble monk guarantees you’ll both be comfortable, haha…”

Master Yan Ci laughed brazenly.

Qiu Shan Nan Ge’s face turned ashen as she charged at Master Yan Ci with her sword.

Buzz!

With a flick of Qiu Shan Nan Ge’s wrist, her long sword instantly unleashed countless sword beams, enveloping Master Yan Ci.

“Useless. Such petty tricks can’t harm this humble monk.” Master Yan Ci’s smile didn’t fade as he extended two fingers and lightly flicked the sword’s edge.

“Clang!”

A tremendous force travelled through the sword to Qiu Shan Nan Ge’s wrist. Her body shuddered as if struck by lightning, retreating uncontrollably.

Step, step, step.

Qiu Shan Nan Ge staggered back over a dozen steps before steadying herself.

Her face was full of shock.

“Sect Leader Qiu Shan, though you’re one of the three martial grandmasters of our Great East, before this humble monk, you’re very weak.”

Master Yan Ci’s lips curled into a smile as he strolled leisurely towards Qiu Shan Nan Ge.

At the same time.

Staring at Qiu Shan Nan Ge’s mature, alluring figure, Master Yan Ci’s eyes gleamed with lust as he said, “I’ve long heard that Yoshida Moriichi was smitten with you. What a pity, Yoshida’s dead and won’t have the fortune to enjoy you.”

“No matter, this humble monk can take his place.”

“Sect Leader Qiu Shan, rest assured, as long as you follow me, I’ll treat you well. I’ve studied the art of the bedchamber.”

Shameless!

Qiu Shan Nan Ge’s face turned livid with rage. These were not the words of an enlightened monk, but worse than a hooligan’s.

“What kind of nonsense master? Scum.”

Qian Shan Xue shouted in anger, her hands swiftly forming seals before her, her lips parting to utter a few words.

“Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe…”

Boom!

A white light suddenly appeared before Master Yan Ci.

Master Yan Ci raised a palm to block the light, smiling at Qian Shan Xue, “At such a young age, you’ve cultivated the Nine-Word Mantra to the fourth word. Impressive talent.”

“But compared to your beauty, even the finest talent pales.”

“Yet you seem to forget, this humble monk is also proficient in the Nine-Word Mantra, and my cultivation surpasses yours. Using it before me is like showing off in front of an expert.”

As Master Yan Ci spoke, his hands formed seals before him, and with a loud shout, “Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie…”

Boom!

A dazzling white light surged towards Qian Shan Xue, brimming with immense force.

“Xiao Xue, retreat!”

Qiu Shan Nan Ge cried out, swiftly stepping in front of Qian Shan Xue, slashing at the white light with her sword.

Bang!

The moment her sword met the white light, Qiu Shan Nan Ge was sent flying.

“Master!”

Qian Shan Xue shouted, her cold eyes flashing with killing intent as she glared at Master Yan Ci, “Bastard, you hurt my master. I’ll fight you to the death.”

Master Yan Ci sneered dismissively, “Qian Shan Xue, even your master is no match for me. What do you have to fight me with?”

“You’d better be smart and go to Jiguang Temple with your master to serve me.”

“If I’m pleased, you’ll be pleased too.”

“But if you insist on resisting today, it won’t change the outcome, only make you suffer more.”

“Qian Shan Xue, will you still resist?”

Qian Shan Xue said nothing, her actions speaking for her.

Her hands began forming seals again.

Seeing this, Master Yan Ci flew into a rage, “Since you’re so stubborn, don’t blame me.”

Bang!

Master Yan Ci suddenly kicked towards Qian Shan Xue’s abdomen.

Seeing the kick, Qian Shan Xue abandoned her attack and quickly stepped back, mainly to protect the child in her womb.

Whoosh!

Master Yan Ci was fast, spinning to Qian Shan Xue’s side and aiming another kick at her abdomen.

This kick was lightning-fast.

As Qian Shan Xue moved to block, a sudden “swish” of sword qi flashed, striking at Master Yan Ci’s right foot.

Master Yan Ci swiftly retreated, standing ten metres away.

“Who?”

Master Yan Ci stared behind Qian Shan Xue, shouting.

Moments later, a figure emerged, clad in tattered clothes, hair dishevelled, face blackened.

“Gurgle gurgle, waji waji…” Master Yan Ci barked with a grim face.

“Xiao Xue, what’s he saying?” Ye Qiu, unable to understand Great East language, asked Qian Shan Xue.

Qian Shan Xue translated, “He said, where did this savage come from?”

“Old bald donkey, you call me a savage? Are you bloody blind?”

Ye Qiu was furious. Though his appearance was a bit rough, it didn’t warrant being mistaken for a savage!

Qian Shan Xue and Qiu Shan Nan Ge, seeing Ye Qiu’s state, were puzzled but also found it slightly amusing.

“Ye Qiu, how did you end up like this…”

Before Qian Shan Xue could finish, Ye Qiu said, “I’ll explain after I deal with this old bald donkey.”

Qiu Shan Nan Ge warned, “Yan Ci is here to avenge Miyamoto Musashi. He’s cultivated four strands of true qi.”

A flicker of surprise passed through Ye Qiu’s eyes as he looked at Master Yan Ci, “You’re here to avenge Miyamoto Musashi?”

“Then you’ve come to the right place.”

“I killed Miyamoto Musashi.”

Master Yan Ci understood Chinese and replied in broken Chinese, “I know Miyamoto Musashi’s skills. Even if you trained for a hundred years, you wouldn’t be his match.”

“Qiu Shan Nan Ge, Qian Shan Xue, I didn’t expect you two to be hiding a wild man in the Water Moon Sect.”

“What, are you both sharing him?”

“Since you like him, I’ll kill him in front of you.”

Master Yan Ci’s hands formed seals before him.

Qian Shan Xue and Qiu Shan Nan Ge quickly moved to Ye Qiu’s sides, ready to assist.

After all, Master Yan Ci was a peerless master with four strands of true qi.

“No need to intervene. I’m enough to handle him.” Ye Qiu stepped forward two paces, looking at Master Yan Ci, “You dared to harm my women. You’re dead today.”

“Arrogant words. This humble monk will send you to your death now.” Master Yan Ci unleashed the Nine-Word Mantra, a dazzling white light blasting towards Ye Qiu’s head.

Having endured even a heavenly tribulation, how could Ye Qiu fear a mere white light?

He stood unmoving.

“Boom!”

The Nine-Word Mantra’s power struck Ye Qiu’s head.

Then, Master Yan Ci saw Ye Qiu grin at him, “Want to try again?”

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Try again?

The expression on Master Yan Ci’s face shifted a full one hundred and eighty degrees, his eyes fixed on Ye Qiu in disbelief.

“This…”

Master Yan Ci was at a loss for words.

He was, after all, a renowned master who had cultivated four strands of true qi. Yet, not only had he failed to kill Ye Qiu, he hadn’t even caused the slightest harm.

How could this be?

How could this kid withstand my attack?

What was going on?

In his shock, Master Yan Ci asked Qiu Shan Nan Ge, “What’s this kid’s background?”

Qiu Shan Nan Ge remained silent.

She wasn’t faring much better than Master Yan Ci, equally stunned by the scene before her.

Master Yan Ci’s Nine-Word Mantra had struck Ye Qiu’s head and failed to injure him. It was terrifying.

How did Ye Qiu do it?

“Hey, didn’t you hear me? Want to try again?” Ye Qiu shouted at Master Yan Ci.

Hearing Ye Qiu’s words, Master Yan Ci snapped out of his daze, his voice icy, “Since you’re so eager to die, this humble monk will oblige.”

As he spoke.

Master Yan Ci’s hands swiftly formed seals before him, once again invoking the Nine-Word Mantra.

“Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie…”

Boom!

A dazzling white light, carrying immense killing intent, descended from the sky, striking towards Ye Qiu’s head.

Qian Shan Xue immediately sensed that this Nine-Word Mantra was far more powerful than the previous one and urgently shouted, “Retreat!”

Yet, Ye Qiu didn’t budge.

“Boom!”

The Nine-Word Mantra struck Ye Qiu’s head again.

Ye Qiu remained unscathed.

“Baka!”

Master Yan Ci couldn’t help but curse. Was this man made of iron? How was he unfazed by the Nine-Word Mantra?

“Haven’t you eaten?” Ye Qiu looked at Master Yan Ci, saying earnestly, “Can’t you put in some effort?”

Instantly, Master Yan Ci’s face flushed red, as if he’d been gravely insulted.

Damn it, this kid is looking down on me.

This cannot be tolerated.

“Go to hell!” Master Yan Ci, furious, channelled his inner strength and threw a punch at Ye Qiu.

Whoosh~

Master Yan Ci’s fist was ferocious, producing a low rumble of wind and thunder as it tore through the air.

Bang!

His fist, swift as a meteor, reached Ye Qiu in the blink of an eye.

But Ye Qiu made no move, not even attempting to dodge, standing still as a statue.

This was too abnormal.

Was this kid plotting something sinister?

Master Yan Ci immediately retracted his fist, retreating like lightning.

Ye Qiu was baffled.

What was this old monk playing at?

Why did he pull back his fist?

“Aren’t you going to kill me? Why aren’t you attacking?” Ye Qiu asked.

Master Yan Ci snorted coldly, “Don’t think I’m unaware. Your inaction must be part of some despicable scheme. I won’t fall for it.”

Ye Qiu scoffed, “You’re overthinking it. I don’t need despicable tactics to deal with you.”

“I’ll give you one more chance to kill me.”

“I promise I won’t fight back.”

Master Yan Ci didn’t believe Ye Qiu. To him, anyone facing a life-threatening attack would instinctively retaliate, whether they could win or not. It was human nature.

This kid saying he wouldn’t fight back? He must be lying!

“Hmph, I’m not a three-year-old. I won’t fall for your trick,” Master Yan Ci said.

“Really, I swear I won’t fight back. If I’m lying, I’m a puppy. Hurry up and kill me!”

Ye Qiu said with utmost sincerity.

He actually wanted to test how resilient his body had become after being tempered by lightning, to see if it could withstand the attack of a master with four strands of true qi.

Seeing that Ye Qiu didn’t seem to be lying, Master Yan Ci asked, “You really won’t fight back?”

Ye Qiu nodded, “I really won’t.”

“You said it.” Master Yan Ci threw a punch.

This time, he didn’t use his full strength, wary of any tricks from Ye Qiu, and attacked with caution.

Bang!

The punch struck Ye Qiu, sounding like it hit a steel plate, producing a dull “clang.”

Master Yan Ci felt a sharp pain in his fist. Looking at Ye Qiu, he was still unharmed, standing there without retaliating.

Master Yan Ci felt a twinge of regret.

If he’d believed Ye Qiu wouldn’t fight back from the start, he would’ve gone all out, and perhaps he could’ve killed Ye Qiu with one punch.

“Old monk, are you deaf?” Ye Qiu said, dissatisfied, “I told you to put in some effort. Why’s your punch so weak? Are you tickling me?”

What, tickling?

Master Yan Ci was thoroughly enraged by Ye Qiu’s words.

“Go to hell!” In his fury, Master Yan Ci threw another punch at Ye Qiu.

This time, he used his full strength.

“Bang!”

The punch struck Ye Qiu, sending him flying, crashing over a dozen metres away, smashing a deep crater into the ground. He lay still for a long time.

“Hahaha…”

Master Yan Ci laughed maniacally, “What a fool, not fighting back against my attack. Isn’t that just asking for death?”

“Qiu Shan Nan Ge, Qian Shan Xue, come with me to Jiguang Temple obediently!”

“That kid’s already been killed by me.”

Qian Shan Xue and Qiu Shan Nan Ge’s faces paled. They’d thought Ye Qiu had some backup plan, but he hadn’t resisted at all.

As they rushed to check on Ye Qiu, a coughing sound reached their ears.

“Cough, cough…”

Then, they saw Ye Qiu stand up from the crater.

“What! Not dead?”

Master Yan Ci was stunned, looking closely to find that Ye Qiu wasn’t just alive but lively, without a single injury.

How was this possible!

Master Yan Ci was dumbfounded.

Qian Shan Xue and Qiu Shan Nan Ge were equally stunned.

Ye Qiu had taken Master Yan Ci’s full-strength punch and emerged unscathed. It was too terrifying.

Ye Qiu smiled broadly.

After being tempered by lightning, his body’s resilience had indeed undergone a qualitative leap. Enduring Master Yan Ci’s punch had only briefly disrupted his qi and blood, leaving his body completely unharmed.

Ye Qiu was very satisfied with his body.

Then, he looked up at Master Yan Ci, smiling, “Old bald donkey, know why I didn’t fight back just now?”

“I was actually testing how resilient my body is.”

“Thanks for helping me.”

“For that, I’ll give you a quick end.”

As Ye Qiu spoke, a “buzz” sounded, and thirty-six sword intents instantly appeared around him.

Each sword intent was over a metre long, glinting coldly, exuding a chilling killing intent.

Then,

The thirty-six sword intents swiftly merged in the air, forming a single sword intent over three metres long, slashing towards Master Yan Ci.

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Master Yan Ci, being a seasoned expert, felt an intense sense of danger upon seeing Ye Qiu’s sword intent, his expression instantly turning grave.

His hands swiftly formed seals, and he shouted, “Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen…”

Boom!

A dazzling white light, thick as a bucket, fiercely struck the sword intent Ye Qiu had unleashed.

Not far away.

Qian Shan Xue’s delicate face was filled with worry, “Yan Ci has cultivated the Nine-Word Mantra to the sixth word. Can Ye Qiu withstand it?”

“Ye Qiu’s sword intent is very strong…” Before Qiu Shan Nan Ge could finish, Ye Qiu’s sword intent sliced through the white light.

Master Yan Ci’s face changed drastically. He quickly channelled his true qi, and in an instant, four strands of true qi gathered on his fist.

“Die!”

Master Yan Ci threw a punch at Ye Qiu’s sword intent.

With this punch, Master Yan Ci was fully confident that, even if he couldn’t severely injure Ye Qiu, shattering the sword intent would be more than enough.

Yet, the next second, Master Yan Ci’s pupils contracted sharply.

He hadn’t expected his fist’s force to sink like a stone in the sea, causing no ripple, nor stopping Ye Qiu’s sword intent.

A terrifying killing aura descended.

“Not good, this kid’s sword intent is unstoppable.”

Master Yan Ci turned to flee.

But it was too late.

“Boom!”

Ye Qiu’s sword intent came down, striking Master Yan Ci’s head.

Pfft—

Master Yan Ci’s head split like a watermelon, blood and brains splattering.

His body collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Qian Shan Xue and Qiu Shan Nan Ge’s mouths fell open, their faces filled with shock.

This was Master Yan Ci, the head of Jiguang Temple!

The second most powerful figure in Great East martial arts, second only to the martial god Miyamoto Musashi, and Ye Qiu had killed him in a single move?

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t have believed it.

It felt too unreal!

Ye Qiu looked at Master Yan Ci’s corpse, mentally assessing his own strength.

“I’ve cultivated two strands of innate true qi, received the inheritance of Tsukahara’s Sword Saint, and survived the heavenly tribulation. My strength has grown rapidly.”

“Since I can now kill a four-strand true qi expert in one move, it means I can handle a five-strand expert with ease.”

“Even if I face a six-strand expert in the future, I can hold my own, and at the very least, I can protect myself without issue.”

Ye Qiu realised his innate true qi was far stronger than acquired qi, allowing him to fight above his level.

This was good news for him.

“With a bit more effort, once I cultivate four strands of innate true qi, I should be able to challenge a nine-strand expert.”

Ye Qiu turned, looking at Qian Shan Xue and Qiu Shan Nan Ge, and asked, “Are you both alright?”

The two women shook their heads.

“Xiao Xue, fetch me a set of clothes. I need to change,” Ye Qiu said.

“Mm.” Qian Shan Xue nodded and quickly left.

Then, Ye Qiu looked at Qiu Shan Nan Ge with a smile, “You must have a lot of questions for me, don’t you?”

Qiu Shan Nan Ge nodded.

“Follow me.” Ye Qiu walked to the Tranquil Spring.

“What are we doing here? You’re not…” Qiu Shan Nan Ge suddenly thought of a possibility but didn’t finish before Ye Qiu tore off his tattered clothes.

This little rascal…

No, big rascal.

Qiu Shan Nan Ge’s face flushed red. She stole a glance at Ye Qiu’s body, then quickly looked away, her face burning.

Splash!

Ye Qiu jumped into the hot spring.

Qiu Shan Nan Ge, feeling awkward and about to leave, couldn’t resist asking, “What was all that thunder at the back mountain earlier?”

“Want to know? Come here.” Ye Qiu beckoned to Qiu Shan Nan Ge with a mischievous grin.

“What are you up to?” Qiu Shan Nan Ge immediately grew wary.

“Come scrub my back,” Ye Qiu said, “If you scrub my back, I’ll tell you about the thunder.”

“Then I’d rather not ask.” Qiu Shan Nan Ge turned to leave.

“Nan Ge, wait.” Ye Qiu called after her, saying, “I’m heading back to Hua Guo.”

Qiu Shan Nan Ge paused, asking, “When?”

“Tomorrow morning,” Ye Qiu said, “I’ve lingered in Great East for a few days. It’s time to go back.”

“Nan Ge, you really won’t consider scrubbing my back?”

“Miss this chance, and who knows when the next one will come.”

Qiu Shan Nan Ge felt a flicker of temptation but, fearing Qian Shan Xue might return and see them, feigned indifference, “I’m heading back.”

She left in a hurry.

“Sigh, this woman’s strange. Her body’s so mature, yet she’s so reserved with her feelings.”

Ye Qiu sighed.

Shortly after Qiu Shan Nan Ge left, Qian Shan Xue returned with clean clothes. She knelt by the hot spring, gently massaging Ye Qiu’s shoulders with great tenderness.

“Is the pressure alright?” Qian Shan Xue asked softly.

“Could be a bit stronger,” Ye Qiu said.

Qian Shan Xue applied more force, “Is this good?”

“Perfect, feels amazing.” Ye Qiu looked utterly relaxed.

Only then did Qian Shan Xue ask, “Did you gain anything at the Enlightenment Platform?”

“Yes,” Ye Qiu said openly, “I received the inheritance of Tsukahara’s Sword Saint.”

“Really? That’s wonderful!” Qian Shan Xue’s face lit up, as if she were happier than if she’d received the inheritance herself.

Ye Qiu said, “Tsukahara’s Sword Saint left behind a sword technique called the Killing Technique. It’s very powerful.”

Qian Shan Xue immediately made the connection, asking, “Is that the sword technique you used to kill Yan Ci?”

“Mm,” Ye Qiu said, “Unfortunately, after I received the inheritance, the Enlightenment Platform was destroyed. Xiao Xue, you don’t blame me, do you?”

Qian Shan Xue smiled, “Why would I blame you? As long as you gained something, that’s what matters.”

So understanding!

Ye Qiu added, “Later, I’ll teach the Killing Technique to you and Nan Ge. Once you master this sword technique, your strength should increase significantly.”

Qian Shan Xue said, “This is Tsukahara’s Sword Saint’s inheritance. Why should we learn it?”

Ye Qiu replied, “I won’t be by your side all the time to protect you. If your strength improves, I’ll feel more at ease.”

So he was worried about her safety.

Qian Shan Xue understood Ye Qiu’s concern and felt especially happy.

“By the way, the thunder at the back mountain earlier didn’t affect you, did it?” Qian Shan Xue asked.

“No,” Ye Qiu didn’t mention it was his heavenly tribulation, changing the subject, “Xiao Xue, I’m heading back.”

Qian Shan Xue’s hands paused, and she asked, “When are you leaving?”

“I’ll spend today with you, then head back to Hua Guo tomorrow morning.” Ye Qiu turned, seeing Qian Shan Xue’s face dim.

Clearly, she was reluctant to see him go.

Not knowing how to comfort her, Ye Qiu pulled Qian Shan Xue into the hot spring, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her.

Soon, Qian Shan Xue clung to Ye Qiu like a water snake.

In an instant, the water rippled…

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After returning to her room, Nangaka Akiyama sat on the tatami mat to cultivate, but even after a long while, her mind remained unsettled.

Her thoughts kept drifting back to the earlier scene at the Tranquil Spring.

As she thought about it, her pretty face flushed red.

“That little rascal, stripping right in front of me, hmph!”

Nangaka Akiyama let out a delicate huff.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Ever since I met him, my heart hasn’t been able to stay as calm as before. I’m afraid if this continues, it might give rise to inner demons.”

“That wretched man, causing me so much trouble.”

Thinking that Ye Qiu would leave Dadong tomorrow, Nangaka Akiyama’s heart filled with reluctance.

“Who knows when we’ll meet again after this parting?”

With this thought, Nangaka Akiyama gave up on cultivating, left her room, and headed straight for the Tranquil Spring, hoping to talk to Ye Qiu.

However, when she was still a hundred metres away from the spring, she heard strange sounds coming from the hot spring.

What’s happening?

Nangaka Akiyama craned her neck to glance towards the spring, and instantly, her face turned bright red.

“In broad daylight, that guy is bullying Xiaoxue. How shameless!”

Nangaka Akiyama stole a couple more glances, her face growing even redder.

She wanted to leave, but for some reason, her feet refused to move, and she inexplicably took a few steps closer.

Just then.

Nangaka Akiyama suddenly noticed Ye Qiu turning his head towards her direction.

“Oh no, he’s spotted me!”

Feeling like a thief caught in the act, Nangaka Akiyama, startled like a rabbit, turned and fled.

In the hot spring, a faint smile curled at the corner of Ye Qiu’s lips.

In truth, he had noticed Nangaka Akiyama long before.

With his current cultivation level, nothing within a hundred metres could escape his senses, unless someone’s cultivation surpassed his own.

“That woman, so thin-skinned,” Ye Qiu thought, chuckling to himself as he watched Nangaka Akiyama flee in embarrassment.

Qianshan Xue noticed Ye Qiu’s distraction and asked, “What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing,” Ye Qiu replied, turning his gaze back and continuing with what he was doing.

Much later.

The hot spring finally grew quiet.

Qianshan Xue’s stunning face rested on Ye Qiu’s shoulder, her lotus-like arms wrapped around his neck as she said, “I don’t want you to leave. I want to go with you to Huaguo.”

How could Ye Qiu not want to take Qianshan Xue back to Huaguo? But with a great enemy still at large, bringing her along would drag her into the turmoil.

Holding Qianshan Xue, Ye Qiu comforted her, “Xiaoxue, I don’t want to leave you either, but I can’t take you to Huaguo right now.”

“As for why, I’ve told you before: I have a powerful enemy.”

“Soon, I’ll face this enemy in a life-or-death battle.”

“Oh, there’s something I think I should tell you.”

Qianshan Xue softly asked, “What is it?”

Ye Qiu said, “My father is Ye Wushuang.”

What!

Qianshan Xue jerked her head up, her eyes wide with disbelief, her beautiful gaze filled with shock.

Ye Qiu continued, “This is my secret. Very few people know.”

“You’re someone close to me, so I think you should know.”

“Xiaoxue, keep it a secret.”

Qianshan Xue nodded solemnly and said, “Don’t worry, I’d die before I’d let this secret slip.”

The reason Ye Qiu was willing to reveal his background to Qianshan Xue was that he wasn’t certain of victory in the upcoming battle. He feared he might die at the hands of those in the Forbidden City, and he didn’t want to miss the chance to tell her.

Though Qianshan Xue was Dadong’s national goddess, she was no mere decoration. She immediately grasped Ye Qiu’s intent.

“You’re telling me about your father’s identity now because you’re not confident about the battle?”

“Yes.”

“What are your odds?”

“Very slim.”

Qianshan Xue’s eyes reddened, tears nearly spilling over.

“But I’ll give it my all,” Ye Qiu said with a smile. “I want to stay with you and our child. I don’t want to die.”

As if making a monumental decision, Qianshan Xue said firmly, “Ye Qiu, rest assured. Whether you live or die, I’ll bring our child into this world and raise her.”

“Thank you,” Ye Qiu said sincerely.

Qianshan Xue added, “Give our child a name. I went to the hospital, and it’s a girl.”

Ye Qiu thought for a moment and said, “Let’s call her Ruyi.”

“Ye Ruyi?” Qianshan Xue asked.

Ye Qiu nodded, saying, “I hope our daughter lives a peaceful life, with everything going smoothly as she wishes.”

“Good,” Qianshan Xue said to Ye Qiu. “In my eyes, you’re someone who creates miracles. Though the odds in this battle are low, I believe you can defeat your enemy.”

Ye Qiu smiled, “I’ll do my best.”

Afterwards, the two left the Tranquil Spring.

Once Qianshan Xue had helped Ye Qiu dress, he said, “Xiaoxue, go fetch your master. I’ll teach you both the Killing Technique.”

“Alright,” Qianshan Xue went to find Nangaka Akiyama.

A while later.

Qianshan Xue returned alone.

“Where’s your master?” Ye Qiu asked.

Qianshan Xue replied, “I don’t know where Master went. I checked her room, but she wasn’t there.”

Ye Qiu said, “Then I’ll teach you the Killing Technique first.”

He began teaching Qianshan Xue the technique.

Until evening.

Nangaka Akiyama still hadn’t returned.

That night.

Since Ye Qiu was leaving for Huaguo the next day, Qianshan Xue, reluctant to part, spent more intimate time with him. By eleven o’clock, Qianshan Xue dressed and left.

“Xiaoxue, where are you going?” Ye Qiu asked.

“I’m going to check if Master’s back,” Qianshan Xue replied. No sooner had she left than Nangaka Akiyama entered.

Nangaka Akiyama looked exhausted, her face weary from travel.

“Nange, where have you been?” Ye Qiu asked.

Nangaka Akiyama said, “I stayed on the mountain, afraid of disturbing you and Xiaoxue, so I went down for a walk.”

Ye Qiu didn’t believe her and asked again, “What did you really do?”

Nangaka Akiyama pulled a pouch from her chest and tossed it to Ye Qiu, saying, “For you.”

Ye Qiu caught it, opened it, and found a peace talisman inside.

“This is a peace talisman from Huguo Temple. It’s quite effective. Keep it with you,” Nangaka Akiyama said.

Ye Qiu asked, “How far is Shuiyue Sect from Huguo Temple?”

“Three thousand li, round trip.”

Ye Qiu was stunned.

That far?

“So, you went down the mountain just to get this peace talisman for me from Huguo Temple?” Ye Qiu asked.

Nangaka Akiyama rolled her eyes and said, “Don’t flatter yourself. I had business at Huguo Temple and just grabbed one for you on the way.”

“Is that really true?” Ye Qiu stared directly at Nangaka Akiyama.

She quickly turned her head away, saying, “It’s true.”

Whoosh!

In a single step, Ye Qiu moved to Nangaka Akiyama, his hands swiftly wrapping around her waist.

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“What are you doing?”

Nangaka Akiyama was startled by Ye Qiu’s actions, her face flushing as she tried to push him away, but Ye Qiu held on tightly.

Holding her waist, Ye Qiu said softly, “Nange, you’re terrible at lying.”

“You went to Huguo Temple just to get me a peace talisman. Why won’t you admit it?”

“You’re so good to me, I don’t even know how to repay you.”

Ye Qiu was deeply touched.

Though the peace talisman was of little practical use to him, and he could easily create a better one in an instant, Nangaka Akiyama had travelled three thousand li just to get it for him. Her gesture was profoundly meaningful.

“I don’t need repayment. I just want you to stay safe,” Nangaka Akiyama said. “Besides, I took the high-speed train both ways, so it wasn’t tiring.”

Ye Qiu chuckled, “Look at you, all exhausted, and you say it’s not tiring?”

“Come, sit down.”

“Let me massage your legs.”

Without waiting for her response, Ye Qiu lifted Nangaka Akiyama onto the bed, crouched down, and removed her shoes and socks, gently holding her delicate feet in his hands.

Ye Qiu froze for a moment.

Nangaka Akiyama’s feet were stunningly beautiful, small and exquisite, as pale and smooth as freshly peeled eggs.

Seeing Ye Qiu staring at her feet, Nangaka Akiyama’s ears turned red with embarrassment. “Let go, quickly,” she said shyly.

Snapping out of it, Ye Qiu smiled and said, “Let me give you a massage.”

Nangaka Akiyama refused again, “Ye Qiu, don’t. In Dadong, women serve men; men don’t do this. Let go.”

Ye Qiu replied, “Huaguo men are different from Dadong men. We Huaguo men cherish our women.”

What did that mean?

Did he already consider her his woman?

Nangaka Akiyama was stunned.

At that moment, Ye Qiu began gently massaging the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of her foot.

At first, Nangaka Akiyama felt awkward, but Ye Qiu’s technique was so skilled that soon her fatigue began to melt away.

As he massaged, Ye Qiu said, “Nange, I’ve taught Xiaoxue the Killing Technique. I told her to pass it on to you later.”

“I likely won’t return to Dadong anytime soon.”

“Xiaoxue is pregnant, so please take care of her.”

Nangaka Akiyama replied, “Don’t worry, even if you hadn’t asked, I’d look after Xiaoxue.”

“You need to take care of yourself too,” Ye Qiu said, looking up at her. “You’re already so slim; you can’t get any thinner.”

“Eat on time, sleep on time, and rest when you’re tired.”

“Wear more clothes when it’s cold, and soak your feet in hot water before bed—it helps with sleep.”

“In short, take good care of yourself.”

A wave of warmth surged through Nangaka Akiyama’s heart.

It was the first time in her life a man had shown such concern for her.

Lowering his head, Ye Qiu continued massaging her feet, saying, “My enemies are the old monsters of the Forbidden City. Soon, I’ll face them in a life-or-death battle.”

“You know how formidable they are. As things stand, my chances of winning are slim.”

“I may never return to Shuiyue Sect. Nange, if I’m gone, I hope you’ll help look after my daughter with Xiaoxue.”

“I’ve named her Ye Ruyi, hoping she’ll grow up with everything going her way.”

“Nange, I…”

“Stop!” Nangaka Akiyama interrupted sharply.

Ye Qiu looked up to see tears streaming down her beautiful face.

“Nange, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

Ye Qiu reached for a tissue to wipe her tears, but suddenly, Nangaka Akiyama pulled him up and threw herself into his arms.

“Ye Qiu, I won’t let you talk like that.”

“I’m not going to help you look after your daughter.”

“I don’t care—you’re not allowed to die.”

Nangaka Akiyama sobbed uncontrollably.

Though one of Dadong’s three martial arts grandmasters, she now seemed like a lovesick young girl, far from her usual composure.

“I’m not confident about the battle…” Ye Qiu began, but Nangaka Akiyama’s lips silenced him, his eyes widening in shock.

When had Nange become so bold?

After a moment of surprise, Ye Qiu responded passionately, their embrace tightening as the room’s temperature soared.

In the heat of the moment—

*Knock knock!*

A sudden knock at the door interrupted them.

Nangaka Akiyama nearly jumped out of her skin, panicking, “It must be Xiaoxue! What do we do?”

“Hide!” Ye Qiu pointed to the bedcovers.

Nangaka Akiyama dove under them, instantly catching a familiar scent.

Xiaoxue’s scent!

Looking at the crumpled sheets, she understood immediately, fuming with indignation.

“That rascal, he did this on purpose.”

Then, Ye Qiu said, “Xiaoxue, I heard footsteps outside earlier. It was probably your master returning.”

“Really? I’ll go look again,” Qianshan Xue said, leaving.

Nangaka Akiyama breathed a sigh of relief, about to emerge from the covers, when Ye Qiu slipped in beside her.

“Xiaoxue’s gone. Shall we continue?” he said.

Nangaka Akiyama didn’t dare. She knew if Qianshan Xue couldn’t find her, she’d soon return to Ye Qiu’s room, and being caught would be disastrous.

“I’m not ready.”

Her words were like a bucket of cold water, dousing Ye Qiu’s enthusiasm.

Seeing his disappointment, Nangaka Akiyama explained, “Xiaoxue will be back soon. It wouldn’t be good if she saw us.”

“Then I’ll come to your room later,” Ye Qiu said.

“No,” Nangaka Akiyama replied. “I’m really not ready.”

“Ye Qiu, when you’ve defeated your enemies and return to Shuiyue Sect, I’ll give you what you want.”

Ye Qiu said, “I’m just afraid I won’t come back…”

“Don’t think like that. You have to live,” Nangaka Akiyama said firmly.

“Alright, I’ll wait until I return to Shuiyue Sect,” Ye Qiu said, kissing her forehead. “Nange, I’d like something from you as a keepsake.”

“What do you want?” Nangaka Akiyama asked.

“That,” Ye Qiu said, pointing to her purple undergarment with a mischievous grin.

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“Dream on.”

Nangaka Akiyama’s face flushed crimson as she glared at Ye Qiu. How could she possibly give such a personal item to someone?

“Fine, forget it then,” Ye Qiu said, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

“Get some rest,” Nangaka Akiyama said, wrapping her clothes tightly around her and quickly leaving the room. At the door, she suddenly called out, “Hey!”

Ye Qiu looked up just as a flash of purple shot towards his face.

He caught it in his hand, a wide grin spreading across his face.

“Don’t let Xiaoxue find out,” Nangaka Akiyama said before fleeing as if her life depended on it.

“What a contradictory woman, heh,” Ye Qiu chuckled, bringing the purple garment to his nose and inhaling deeply, catching her lingering scent.

Then, he lay down to sleep.

Twenty minutes later.

Just as Ye Qiu was drifting off, Qianshan Xue pushed open the door, slipped into bed, and hugged him, her body pressed against his back.

Ye Qiu turned over, facing her.

“Is your master back?” he asked.

“Yes,” Qianshan Xue murmured softly. “I feel like Master’s acting a bit strange today.”

“How so?” Ye Qiu asked.

Qianshan Xue said, “I asked her where she went today, and she said she just wandered down the mountain. I think she’s lying.”

Feigning ignorance, Ye Qiu replied, “She wouldn’t lie about something like that, would she?”

“You don’t know my master. She’s obsessed with cleanliness—her clothes are usually spotless. But today, I noticed her clothes were creased and had some dirt on them, like she’d travelled a long way… wait.”

Qianshan Xue frowned suddenly, sniffing the air. “Why do I smell Master’s scent?”

Ye Qiu’s heart raced, but he kept his composure. “Didn’t you just see her?”

“Yes,” Qianshan Xue nodded.

“That explains it. You just saw her, so her scent must still be lingering in your nose,” Ye Qiu said, spouting nonsense with a straight face. “According to the latest medical research, a familiar scent can linger in your nostrils for up to three hours.”

“Really?” Qianshan Xue asked, surprised.

Ye Qiu nodded. “Absolutely.”

Qianshan Xue continued, “I’m just curious where Master went today. Why wouldn’t she tell me the truth?”

“Xiaoxue, don’t overthink it. It’s not worth dwelling on something so small.”

Qianshan Xue smiled at his words. “You’re right. I won’t think about it anymore. You’re leaving tomorrow, and tonight, I just want to be with you.”

Ye Qiu hugged her, kissing her face twice. His actions seemed to ignite something in Qianshan Xue.

She climbed onto him, blushing, and began undoing her clothes.

“Xiaoxue, what are you…”

“Don’t move. Let me take care of you, darling.”

Her soft “darling” nearly melted Ye Qiu’s bones.

“Xiaoxue, you’re pregnant…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be careful.”

Soon, the room filled with sweet sounds.

It wasn’t until much later, exhausted, that they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The next day.

After breakfast, Ye Qiu bid farewell to the two women.

Qianshan Xue and Nangaka Akiyama accompanied him to the foot of the mountain.

No one spoke along the way, a heavy sense of reluctance hanging between them.

“That’s far enough. Don’t see me off any further,” Ye Qiu said, breaking the silence.

At the moment of parting, he hugged Qianshan Xue and said, “Xiaoxue, take good care of yourself.”

“Don’t worry about me, Ye Qiu. Our daughter and I will wait for you at Shuiyue Sect.”

Qianshan Xue smiled, showing no trace of sadness. She kissed his face softly and said, “Take care, my love.”

“You too,” Ye Qiu replied, turning to Nangaka Akiyama with a smile. “Thanks for everything these past few days.”

“No need to thank me,” Nangaka Akiyama said, her eyes brimming with reluctance.

She wanted to hug Ye Qiu like Qianshan Xue had, but with her disciple watching, she felt too shy.

Sensing her hesitation, Ye Qiu said, “Sect Leader Akiyama, I’m leaving. No hug goodbye?”

Nangaka Akiyama froze, unsure how to respond. “Well…”

Ye Qiu stepped forward, pulling her into his arms. “I’m entrusting Xiaoxue to you.”

“If I get the chance, I’ll return to Shuiyue Sect.”

“Take care of yourself too.”

Nangaka Akiyama said, “Ye Qiu, do what you must. With me here, you don’t need to worry about Xiaoxue or the child.”

Ye Qiu knew this was her promise to him.

“Thank you,” he said, releasing her. He took a long look at both Qianshan Xue and Nangaka Akiyama, as if etching their faces into his memory.

Ten seconds later.

“Goodbye!”

With that, Ye Qiu turned and strode away.

Suddenly, an autumn breeze stirred.

Red leaves drifted down like scattered blossoms, as if bidding Ye Qiu farewell, deepening the mood of departure.

Qianshan Xue watched his retreating figure, her eyes gradually reddening, tears shimmering in her gaze.

When Ye Qiu was a hundred metres away, he paused, wanting to look back at Qianshan Xue. Her voice rang out.

“Don’t look back!”

“Keep walking!”

“Ye Qiu, remember this: I’ll wait for you at Shuiyue Sect. If you don’t come back in a year, I’ll wait a year. If it’s three years, I’ll wait three. If it’s ten, I’ll wait ten!”

Her words struck Ye Qiu’s heart, his eyes growing moist.

“Xiaoxue, I’ll definitely come back.”

Hardening his resolve, Ye Qiu quickened his pace and left.

When his figure vanished completely, Qianshan Xue could no longer hold back. She collapsed into Nangaka Akiyama’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

Nangaka Akiyama, moved by her disciple’s grief, gazed in the direction Ye Qiu had gone, tears streaming down her face as she thought, *Ye Qiu, I’ll wait for you at Shuiyue Sect too.*

*You must stay alive!*

…

An hour later.

Ye Qiu arrived at Dadong International Airport.

As he prepared to board, his phone rang.

*Beep beep beep—*

He checked the screen—a stranger’s number. Answering, he said, “Hello, this is Ye Qiu.”

“Ye Qiu oppa, it’s Xu Changjin,” came Xu Changjin’s voice from the other end.

Ye Qiu was taken aback. “Changjin, why are you calling me?”

Xu Changjin said, “Ye Qiu oppa, could you come to Daehan? There’s trouble at home, and I need your help.”

“What’s wrong?” Ye Qiu asked.

Sobbing softly, Xu Changjin said, “My grandfather is dying!”

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Ye Qiu was stunned.

Xu Changjin’s grandfather was Xu Yuanzheng, the chairman of Tianxing Group, a towering figure in Daehan’s business world. And he was dying?

“Is your grandfather ill?” Ye Qiu asked.

“Yes,” Xu Changjin murmured softly.

“What kind of illness?” Ye Qiu pressed.

Xu Changjin replied, “A strange disease. My father consulted many renowned doctors, but none could identify the cause.”

“Li Zhengxi and Li Minghan examined him too, but they couldn’t figure it out either. They said they’d try to find a solution.”

“Ye Qiu oppa, I had no one else to turn to, so I called you. Please…”

“I understand,” Ye Qiu interrupted. “I’ll come to Daehan right away.”

“Really?” Xu Changjin, surprised by his swift agreement, said excitedly, “Ye Qiu oppa, send me your ID number, and I’ll book your ticket.”

“No need for the trouble,” Ye Qiu said. “I’m already at the airport. I just need to change my flight.”

Xu Changjin replied, “Ye Qiu oppa, I’ll meet you at Seoul Airport.”

“Alright.”

Ye Qiu hung up and immediately changed his flight.

His reasons for agreeing to help were twofold: first, he didn’t want Xu Changjin to lose her grandfather; second, he wanted to retrieve the Tiansheng Bronze Man while in Daehan.

During the recent Sino-Korean medical dispute, Xu Yuanzheng had promised through Xu Linger that if Ye Qiu spared the life of Daehan’s medical sage Li Zhengxi, Xu would gift him the Tiansheng Bronze Man.

Ye Qiu had agreed.

The Tiansheng Bronze Man was a national treasure, a sacred relic in the eyes of all Chinese medicine practitioners in Huaguo. Bringing it back would be a monumental achievement.

With half an hour until boarding, Ye Qiu waited in the lounge.

*Beep beep beep…*

His phone rang again.

Checking it, he saw the caller was War God.

Answering, Ye Qiu didn’t get a chance to speak before War God’s voice came through, “Ye Qiu, Xu Yuanzheng, chairman of Daehan’s Tianxing Group, is critically ill. I’d like you to go to Daehan to treat him.”

Ye Qiu replied, “Chief, I’ve just changed my flight. I’m heading to Daehan now.”

“So soon?” War God was taken aback. “You already knew?”

“Yes, Xu Changjin called me. I’m also planning to bring back the Tiansheng Bronze Man,” Ye Qiu said.

War God instructed, “Do your best.”

“If you can cure Xu Yuanzheng, that’d be ideal. He’s promised to invest in our country.”

“If successful, it’ll create jobs and generate significant tax revenue—a win for the nation and its people.”

Ye Qiu said, “Chief, don’t worry. I know what to do.”

“By the way, has Cao Yuan contacted you recently?” War God asked suddenly.

“No,” Ye Qiu replied instinctively. “Why?”

War God said, “The Hades Hall found that Cao Yuan has recently mobilized many Dragon Gate disciples. We don’t know his exact plans yet.”

“I suspect he’s preparing to take down the Witch God Sect for good.”

Ye Qiu was shocked.

The Nine Thousand Years was planning to destroy the Witch God Sect, and he hadn’t heard a thing?

That didn’t make sense!

As one of Dragon Gate’s four dragon envoys, he should’ve been informed of such a major move.

It wasn’t surprising that Cao Yuan wanted to crush the Witch God Sect. Years ago, the woman he loved was killed by them, and they were also responsible for his castration. Cao Yuan founded Dragon Gate with the sole purpose of annihilating the sect for revenge.

But Ye Qiu hadn’t expected him to act so suddenly.

Ye Qiu said, “I’ve been busy lately and haven’t checked in on Dragon Gate matters. Nine Thousand Years didn’t tell me either. War God, please keep an eye on Dragon Gate’s movements.”

War God understood immediately. “You’re worried about Cao Yuan?”

“Yes,” Ye Qiu said. “The Witch God Sect is a tough nut to crack. If it were easy, Nine Thousand Years wouldn’t have endured years of humiliation. I’m worried a rash move could backfire.”

War God chuckled, “Ye Qiu, you don’t fully understand Cao Yuan.”

“He’s meticulous and never acts without a plan. He doesn’t fight unprepared battles.”

“If he’s decided to take down the Witch God Sect, they’re likely done for.”

“If he hasn’t told you about Dragon Gate’s plans, it’s either unimportant or he doesn’t want you involved. He has his reasons.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep tabs on Dragon Gate.”

“The Witch God Sect has caused harm for years. It’d be good if they’re wiped out. If Cao Yuan needs help, I’ll lend a hand.”

“Go focus on treating Xu Yuanzheng. I’m hanging up.”

War God ended the call.

Ye Qiu thought for a moment, then called Qilin to ask about Dragon Gate.

Sure enough, Nine Thousand Years was planning to eradicate the Witch God Sect soon.

Ye Qiu learned that the sect had recently sent many underlings to wreak havoc on Dragon Gate’s territory, even causing deaths. This prompted Nine Thousand Years to move against them earlier than planned.

“Why didn’t Nine Thousand Years tell me?” Ye Qiu asked.

Qilin replied, “The Witch God Sect’s leadership is nearly wiped out. There aren’t many strong fighters left. Plus, you’ve been busy, so he didn’t inform you.”

“Ye Qiu, don’t worry. The remaining small fry in the Witch God Sect are no threat.”

“In a few days, the sect will be erased from this world.”

“This battle is a guaranteed win for Dragon Gate.”

Seeing Qilin’s confidence, Ye Qiu figured Cao Yuan had planned thoroughly. He said, “If you need me, contact me anytime. I’m heading to Daehan to treat a patient.”

“Got it. Take care,” Qilin said, hanging up.

Ye Qiu waited a bit longer before boarding his flight to Daehan.

Two and a half hours later, the plane landed at Seoul Airport.

As Ye Qiu exited, he spotted Xu Changjin.

She had her hair in a bun, wearing a white T-shirt and a striped skirt, her fair legs giving her a youthful, vibrant look.

But she appeared more haggard than before, likely due to worry over her grandfather’s condition.

Ye Qiu also noticed four men in black trailing her, all with decent skills—probably her bodyguards.

After greeting each other, they exchanged pleasantries.

“Ye Qiu oppa, I’m so sorry to drag you all this way. When my father heard you were coming to treat Grandfather, he’s been waiting at home,” Xu Changjin said.

“No time to waste. Take me to your father,” Ye Qiu replied.

Xu Changjin nodded, leading Ye Qiu to a black Mercedes sedan, heading straight for the Xu family home.

Miracle Doctor Chapter 840

On the way to the Xu family residence, Ye Qiu asked Xu Changjin, “What’s the situation with your grandfather?”

“I’m not entirely sure,” Xu Changjin replied. “Two days ago, I got a sudden call from my dad saying Grandpa was seriously ill, so I rushed back.”

“As for the cause, we still haven’t figured it out, so we don’t even know what illness he has.”

Ye Qiu asked, “Changjin, do you know how your grandfather fell ill?”

Xu Changjin shook her head. “My father said he suddenly collapsed, but I don’t know much beyond that.”

Ye Qiu thought to himself, Sudden onset, unknown cause, this sounds rather strange.

“Ye Qiu oppa, your medical skills are exceptional. Please, you have to save my grandfather,” Xu Changjin pleaded. “If you can save him, I’ll do anything you ask.”

Ye Qiu glanced at her. “Anything?”

“Yes,” Xu Changjin nodded.

“Then be my girlfriend,” Ye Qiu teased.

Instantly, Xu Changjin’s face turned bright red.

She already liked Ye Qiu, and hearing this, she was ready to agree without hesitation. Just as she was about to nod,

“Thump!”

Ye Qiu lightly tapped her forehead with his finger. “What are you thinking? I was joking.”

“I’m a doctor. Saving lives is my duty.”

“Don’t worry, if there’s even a sliver of hope, I’ll do everything I can to cure your grandfather.”

Xu Changjin pouted, wishing he hadn’t been joking.

But now, alas.

She felt a twinge of disappointment.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Xu family estate.

Stepping out of the car, Ye Qiu saw a grand manor before him, elegant, majestic, and imposing.

He couldn’t help but marvel inwardly. As expected of a residence fit for a global tycoon. Truly enviable.

“Ye Qiu oppa, this way,” Xu Changjin said, leading him into the estate.

Ye Qiu was awestruck again. It’s massive!

The manor spanned tens of thousands of acres, featuring an open-air pool, lawns, rockeries, a golf course, and vast stretches of greenery, blending luxury with serene beauty.

Along the way, they passed numerous patrolling security guards who bowed respectfully to Xu Changjin.

Soon, she led Ye Qiu to a European-style villa.

Ye Qiu immediately sensed dozens of powerful presences watching him from the shadows.

Hidden guards.

Pretending not to notice, he followed Xu Changjin into the villa with a confident stride.

Inside, he saw a middle-aged couple seated on a sofa in the living room.

The man, around forty-five to fifty, had slicked-back hair, wore an expensive suit, and gold-rimmed glasses, exuding a refined air.

The woman, about forty, was strikingly beautiful with a graceful figure. She wore a black gown, her hair elegantly pinned up, her face adorned with meticulous makeup, and a jade-green necklace that spoke of regal sophistication.

Ye Qiu noticed their features resembled Xu Changjin’s and guessed they were her parents.

As expected, Xu Changjin said to the couple, “Dad, Mum, I’ve brought Dr. Ye.”

The couple stood and quickly approached Ye Qiu.

Before he could greet them, the man smiled warmly. “Dr. Ye, hello.”

“I’m Changjin’s father, Xu Zhiming.”

“Thank you for coming all the way to Daehan to treat my father. I’m deeply grateful.”

Xu Zhiming bowed to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu smiled. “Mr. Xu, no need for formalities. Changjin and I are good friends. When a friend asks for help, I’m duty-bound to step in.”

The elegant woman smiled. “Dr. Ye, welcome to Daehan.”

“I’m Changjin’s mother, Song Huixian.”

“Changjin always said you were young, but I didn’t expect you to be this young, and so handsome. Truly a hero among the youth.”

Ye Qiu was surprised.

Song Huixian’s Mandarin was impeccable, not just fluent but perfectly articulated, even surpassing Ye Qiu’s own.

“Auntie, your Mandarin is the best I’ve ever heard. With your poise and presence, you’d be perfect as a CCTV news anchor in Huaguo,” Ye Qiu praised sincerely.

Xu Zhiming chuckled. “Dr. Ye, you might not know, but before marrying me, Changjin’s mother worked in Huaguo at a television station.”

“Oh?” Ye Qiu was intrigued.

Xu Changjin explained, “My mum used to be a presenter at Jinling TV. She loves Jinling so much that I chose to study at Jinling University.”

Ye Qiu laughed. “No wonder your Mandarin is so flawless, Auntie.”

Xu Changjin added, “My grandfather has always loved Huaguo’s traditional culture.”

“He says it’s the world’s oldest, most civilized, and advanced culture.”

“So, when my dad was seventeen, Grandpa sent him to study in Huaguo. That’s when he met my mum.”

“Oh, and my maternal grandmother is from Huaguo, so my mum is half-Huaguoren.”

“Changjin, don’t just keep talking. Let Dr. Ye sit,” Xu Zhiming interrupted with a smile, gesturing to the sofa. “Dr. Ye, please.”

Ye Qiu sat without hesitation.

Song Huixian promptly brewed tea for him.

“Mr. Xu, since Changjin and I are friends, just call me by my name. If you don’t mind, may I call you Uncle?” Ye Qiu asked.

Xu Zhiming was delighted by Ye Qiu’s approachable demeanor. “Having Huaguo’s medical sage call me Uncle is my honour.”

Song Huixian handed Ye Qiu a cup of tea. “Xiaoye, please have some tea.”

“Thank you, Auntie,” Ye Qiu said, taking the cup with both hands and sipping before his expression turned serious. “Uncle Xu, Changjin said Old Mr. Xu is gravely ill. Can you tell me more about his condition?”

Xu Zhiming’s smile faded, replaced by a look of worry. He sighed, “My father’s illness is quite strange, alas.”

“To be honest, I don’t even know where to begin.”

“Xiaoye, how about this? Let me take you to see my father.”

“Alright,” Ye Qiu agreed immediately.

“This way,” Xu Zhiming said, leading Ye Qiu out of the villa to a traditional Huaguo-style building.