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 Miracle Doctor Chapter 491

Ye Qiu turned at the sound of the voice and saw an elderly monk standing at the entrance of the Bai family villa.

The monk appeared to be over sixty, clad in a crimson kasaya. His round face, large ears, and dignified bearing exuded an air of solemnity.

When Ye Qiu met the monk’s gaze, he noticed eyes that shone with wisdom—calm and transcendent, as if a single glance could soothe worldly strife.

He also observed the monk’s prominently bulging temples, a striking feature.

An internal martial arts master!

Ye Qiu’s heart tightened, immediately sensing the monk’s formidable background.

“This humble monk, Du’e, greets Benefactor Ye.”

The monk pressed his palms together in a Buddhist salute and bowed slightly, embodying the grace of an enlightened master.

Du’e?

Ye Qiu frowned. It was the first time he’d heard the name. He glanced at Longbrow Taoist Priest, whose expression had turned grave. “Do you know him?”

“Yes,” Longbrow replied solemnly. “Du’e is the abbot of Dali’s Tianlong Temple and ranks fourth on the Dragon Ranking List.”

Fourth?

Lower than Longbrow?

Ye Qiu relaxed and smirked. “So he’s your defeated rival?”

“He was my defeated rival, but…” Longbrow’s face twitched awkwardly.

“Is there more to the story?” Ye Qiu pressed.

“No, nothing!” Longbrow hastily denied.

Tang Fei, standing nearby, chimed in: “During the Dragon Ranking competition, Longbrow challenged Master Du’e to a… urination contest. Whoever could… ahem… relieve themselves farther would win. Master Du’e, being a dignified monk, deemed it improper and withdrew, conceding defeat.”

“Silence!” Longbrow glared at Tang Fei, his cheeks flushing. “Must you air old grievances?”

Ye Qiu shot Longbrow a look of disdain. This old rascal has no shame! The Dragon Ranking was a sacred martial arts tradition, yet he’d resorted to such antics.

Tang Fei continued, “According to the Underworld Hall’s archives, Master Du’e is not only a Buddhist scholar but a martial arts grandmaster. He’s mastered at least three of the Seventy-Two Buddhist Supreme Techniques.”

“Moreover, years ago, he once injured Xiao Jiu—the only Dragon Ranking master to ever harm him.”

Hmm?

Ye Qiu stiffened. If this monk injured Xiao Jiu, doesn’t that mean his skills rival his? If true, trouble loomed.

Tang Fei clarified, “Master Du’e managed to wound Xiao Jiu with a secret technique—only Xiao Jiu knows the details. It was a momentary lapse on Xiao Jiu’s part. Du’e’s combat prowess likely matches Cao Tianyi’s, not Xiao Jiu’s.”

Ye Qiu’s heart sank. He’d only defeated Cao Tianyi the previous night with Longbrow’s help. But now, Longbrow—suffering from backlash—couldn’t wield his inner energy. Ye Qiu would face this alone.

Tang Fei mused, “Master Du’e is a compassionate monk who rarely leaves Tianlong Temple. Why has he come to the capital?”

“Bai Yujing must’ve summoned him,” Ye Qiu said coldly.

At that moment, Master Du’e’s resonant voice boomed:

“Longbrow Daoist, it has been many years. I trust you’ve been well?” The monk smiled amiably.

Longbrow snorted. “Seeing you today has inspired a poem. Listen well:

‘The master’s grace, no common sight,

Like a banished celestial light.

Which god from heavens did you hail?

Erlang’s hound, with wagging tail!’

“What say you, old bald donkey?”

Master Du’e pressed his palms together. “Amitabha. Longbrow Daoist remains as… humorous as ever. Truly enviable.”

“Why aren’t you rotting in Tianlong Temple?” Longbrow snapped.

“Years ago, General Bai saved the temple from ruin. Today, I repay that debt to his descendant.” Du’e gestured to Bai Yujing.

Ye Qiu’s voice turned icy. “So you’ve come to kill me?”

“Nay. This monk abstains from killing. I merely promised to detain you for Benefactor Bai.” Du’e addressed Ye Qiu calmly. “Benefactor Ye, I’ve not fought in years. Surrender peacefully, and we need not clash.”

Surrender? Never.

Ye Qiu knew captivity meant torture. “Master, you misunderstand me. I’d sooner die than yield.”

“Amitabha. Then forgive this intrusion.” Du’e stepped forward.

“Wait!” Ye Qiu suddenly pointed behind the monk. “Do you truly think you can take me? Look behind you!”

Someone’s there?

Du’e stiffened. As a master, he’d sense any approaching presence. If someone had slipped past, they too must be formidable.

The monk whirled around.

Now!

Ye Qiu lunged like lightning, swinging his blade at Bai Yujing’s skull.

Du’e realized the ruse too late. By the time he turned back, the blade was mere inches from Bai Yujing’s head.

“Die, Bai Yujing!” Ye Qiu snarled.

But as the blade descended—

“HALT!”

Du’e’s roar erupted like thunder, a shockwave blasting Ye Qiu’s arm. The blade flew from his grip as he staggered back, his hand bleeding.

One shout—such power!

Ye Qiu stared at the monk, shaken. “Was that… the Buddhist Lion’s Roar?”

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“Despite your youth, Benefactor Ye, your insight is remarkable,” Master Du’e remarked with a faint smile. “You are correct. The technique I employed was indeed the Lion’s Roar—one of the Seventy-Two Buddhist Supreme Techniques.”

The Lion’s Roar, a rare and formidable Buddhist skill, channels inner energy from the dantian to unleash devastating force. Ye Qiu had been moments from ending Bai Yujing’s life, yet Du’e’s roar had not only repelled him but split the skin at his *hukou* acupoint—despite the monk standing ten metres away.

Ye Qiu’s heart sank. *If a single shout holds such power, how can I withstand his full strength?*

“Your skill is commendable, Benefactor Ye,” Du’e said. “Given a decade, even I might struggle against you. Were it not for my debt to General Bai, I would avoid this confrontation.”

“Enough talk, Master!” Bai Yujing snapped. “Seize him!”

Ye Qiu shot Bai Yujing a cold glare before turning to Du’e. “Proceed, Master.”

Words were redundant now—only battle remained.

“Your courage honours you,” Du’e acknowledged. His palm flexed, gathering inner energy. A fallen leaf spiralled upward, caught between his fingers. With a flick, it shot through the air like a blade, whistling sharply.

*The Flower-Plucking Finger Technique!* Ye Qiu recognised the move. Infused with inner energy, the leaf became lethal.

*Clang!*

Ye Qiu’s fist met the leaf in a metallic crash, shattering it to dust. He stood firm.

Tang Fei grinned. “He blocked it!”

“Perhaps the monk isn’t unstoppable after all!” Long Ye cheered.

Longbrow Taoist’s grave expression dampened their optimism. “Fools. The boy’s already injured.”

As if on cue, Ye Qiu staggered back—ten frantic steps—before coughing blood.

“How…?” Long Ye paled.

The crowd erupted in awe:

“A leaf drew blood? Impossible!”

“That roar earlier—divine intervention!”

“I thought martial masters were myths!”

Bai Bing’s tears fell. *This is my fault.*

“Stay back,” Long Ye warned her. “You’ll distract him.”

She turned to Longbrow, desperation in her eyes. “He’ll be safe, won’t he?”

“While I breathe, no harm shall touch him,” the Taoist declared. Privately, Tang Fei and Long Ye scoffed. *Braggart.*

Du’e observed Ye Qiu approvingly. “To withstand my Flower-Plucking Finger at your age is remarkable.”

Ye Qiu swallowed blood, his chest burning.

“Yet youth remains your weakness,” Du’e sighed.

“Master, enough chatter!” Bai Yujing’s patience frayed. *Does the monk crave conversation after years of solitude?*

“As you wish.” Du’e turned to Ye Qiu. “You cannot prevail alone. Invite Longbrow Taoist to join you.”

Gasps rippled through the crowd:

“He’s challenging Longbrow? Madness!”

“Third versus fourth on the Dragon Ranking—suicide!”

Longbrow stormed forward, finger jabbing. “You senile relic! Challenge me? I’ll flatten you in thirty moves! A century couldn’t close the gap between us!”

Du’e’s smile remained unshaken. “So you accept?”

“I do! But being magnanimous, I’ll let the boy go first.” Longbrow shoved Ye Qiu forward. “Show the bald monk his place!”

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Shall I go first?

Upon hearing this, Ye Qiu shot a fierce glare at Master Longbrow.

You old git, you’ve taken all the harshest words for yourself. If you’re so capable, why don’t you go first?

How dare you tell me to go first? Have you no shame?

The guests in attendance were also taken aback. They had assumed that after Master Longbrow’s harsh words, he’d engage in a grand battle with Master Du’e. Who could’ve predicted this outcome?

Master Du’e smiled and said, “Friend Longbrow, why don’t you join Benefactor Ye and go together? Otherwise, Benefactor Ye alone won’t be a match for me.”

Master Longbrow replied, “If I join him, two against one, wouldn’t that be bullying?”

“No matter,” said Master Du’e. “This old monk isn’t afraid of being bullied.”

“Fine then. Ye Qiu, you go bully him.”

Bloody hell, why is it me again?

Ye Qiu had seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless.

He was fuming.

Master Longbrow declared loudly, “As the old saying goes, ‘Why use a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken?’”

“Du’e, don’t underestimate Ye Qiu.”

“Though he’s young, his strength might not be inferior to yours. If you dare to take him lightly, you might end up capsizing in the gutter.”

“Let me tell you something, last night, Ye Qiu took down Cao Tianding.”

What?

He killed Cao Tianding?

Master Du’e raised an eyebrow, his gaze towards Ye Qiu turning cautious. If Ye Qiu had truly defeated Cao Tianding, he’d need to tread carefully.

After all, even if he fought Cao Tianding himself, he wasn’t certain of victory.

However, based on their two brief exchanges earlier, Master Du’e had gauged Ye Qiu’s strength and didn’t believe he could’ve killed Cao Tianding.

“Benefactor Ye, is what Friend Longbrow said true?” Master Du’e asked.

“What do you think?” Ye Qiu countered.

“I think Friend Longbrow is deceiving this old monk.”

“Master, your insight is as sharp as a torch.”

Hearing this, Master Du’e let out a slight sigh of relief.

Bai Yujing, standing to the side, grew irritated watching Master Du’e prattle on endlessly. Impatiently, he snapped, “Master, enough chit-chat with him. Get on with it!”

“Don’t delay the wedding ceremony.”

“The guests are getting antsy.”

Indeed, the guests were growing restless.

It was like watching a TV drama, knowing an exciting plot twist was coming, but the main characters kept waffling, making you want to fast-forward.

“Master, get on with it!”

“We’re still waiting to toast at the wedding!”

“If you don’t act soon, we won’t get to drink today.”

Finally, Master Du’e made his move, stepping towards Ye Qiu. As he walked, he said, “Benefactor Ye, this old monk is getting serious now. I hope you’ll give it your all from here on.”

Nonsense!

You’re about to take me down, why wouldn’t I go all out? Am I waiting to be caught?

When Master Du’e was three metres from Ye Qiu, he stopped and said, “Benefactor Ye, make your move!”

“No offence intended!”

Ye Qiu clenched his right fist and charged forward like lightning, smashing a punch towards Master Du’e’s face.

Master Du’e formed a claw with his five fingers and grabbed at Ye Qiu’s fist.

Just as it seemed Ye Qiu’s fist would be caught, his arm twisted at an unbelievable angle, his body shifted slightly, and he drove his elbow towards Master Du’e.

Master Du’e reacted quickly, adjusting his right hand’s trajectory, still in a claw shape, to seize Ye Qiu’s elbow.

Bang!

Ye Qiu’s elbow clashed with Master Du’e’s hand, and both retreated five steps.

In this round, they were evenly matched.

Master Du’e said with an appreciative tone, “Not bad. Benefactor Ye knows the Iron Mountain Lean from Baji Quan, and your skill is profound. It seems you’ve trained for at least ten years, haven’t you?”

“You’ve misjudged, Master. I’ve only just come across Baji Quan and haven’t practised it much.”

Ye Qiu wasn’t lying.

He hadn’t known about Baji Quan before. It was only when Xiao Zhan and Han Long sparred that day, and he watched from the side, finding it interesting, that he mentally noted a few moves.

As for practice, he hadn’t trained a single day.

But Master Du’e didn’t buy it.

To execute the essence of Baji Quan without much practice? Either Ye Qiu was showing off, or he was taking him for a fool.

Before Master Du’e could respond, Ye Qiu spoke first.

“If I’m not mistaken, what you just used was the Dragon Claw Hand, one of the 72 Ultimate Techniques of Buddhism, wasn’t it?”

“Benefactor Ye is correct, it was indeed the Dragon Claw Hand.”

“How many of the 72 Ultimate Techniques does the Master know?” Ye Qiu asked curiously.

Master Du’e replied, “The 72 Ultimate Techniques of Buddhism are vast and profound, and some have been lost to time. This old monk has studied hard for years and only mastered five. Besides the three you’ve already seen, I also know the One-Finger Zen and the Radiant Fist.”

“If the Master only knows these five techniques, I’m afraid you won’t be able to take me down,” Ye Qiu said with a smile.

“Oh? Then let this old monk see what you’re capable of, Benefactor Ye.”

“As you wish.”

As Ye Qiu’s words fell, he appeared right in front of Master Du’e.

This time, he unleashed the Nine-Turn Dragon Technique, throwing a punch at Master Du’e.

Master Du’e countered with his own fist, using the Radiant Fist from the 72 Ultimate Techniques.

Boom!

Their fists collided with an explosive sound, piercing the guests’ eardrums.

Master Du’e’s fist surged with internal energy, like a tidal wave crashing down, but Ye Qiu, at full strength, packed nearly 3,000 pounds of force into his punch.

After the clash, both retreated swiftly.

This punch was a draw.

Then, they charged at each other again, quickly becoming locked in combat.

They traded punches relentlessly, their speed increasing until all that could be seen were two blurry figures.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of fists colliding echoed nonstop.

Even though the guests couldn’t clearly see the two figures in the fray, they widened their eyes, adrenaline pumping, blood boiling.

It was thrilling.

Though they couldn’t see, Master Longbrow had a clear view.

The more he watched, the more shocked he became.

“This little rascal, what kind of miraculous encounter did he stumble upon? How did his skills improve so much overnight? He’s almost on par with Du’e now.”

Master Longbrow’s eyes gleamed with intrigue. He could tell Ye Qiu’s power had surged since last night when he faced Cao Tianding.

Unbeknownst to him, it was all thanks to the Blood Bodhi.

After consuming it, Ye Qiu had gained ten years’ worth of inner strength.

Five minutes later,

Bang!

With a massive collision, the two fighters finally broke apart.

Ye Qiu stumbled back over a dozen steps, dropping to one knee, blood trickling from his mouth.

Master Du’e, meanwhile, no longer looked serene and dignified. His robes were torn in several places, and his nose was bleeding.

Both were injured.

But Ye Qiu had taken the worse hit.

“Master, I heard you once used your ultimate move to injure Xiao Jiu. I’d like to see it,” Ye Qiu said, wiping the blood from his mouth and standing up.

“If this old monk uses my ultimate move, you’ll surely die,” Master Du’e said gravely.

“Master, if you don’t use it, not only will you fail to capture me today, but you might end up dying here yourself.”

Master Du’e stared at Ye Qiu for a moment before nodding slowly. “Very well. I’ll use my ultimate move. Be careful, Benefactor Ye.”

With that, he raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, then extended his little finger, pointing it at Ye Qiu from a distance.

Whoosh!

An invisible sword qi erupted, fast as lightning and utterly ferocious.

Ye Qiu’s expression shifted dramatically as a legendary, profound martial art flashed through his mind,

The Six Meridians Divine Sword!

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When Ye Qiu was a child watching “The Eight Parts of the Dragon”, his favourite character was Duan Yu.

Duan Yu wasn’t just born into royalty, he was also a romantic at heart, surrounded by many beautiful women, each one a stunning beauty.

But what Ye Qiu admired most were Duan Yu’s martial arts skills, Lingbo Weibu and the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

Lingbo Weibu was an incredibly intricate lightness skill, Duan Yu used it to escape danger time and again, while the Six Meridians Divine Sword was an invisible sword qi, immensely powerful.

One of the most thrilling moments in The Eight Parts of the Dragon was the battle at Shaoshi Mountain, back then Duan Yu relied on his erratic Six Meridians Divine Sword to overwhelm Murong Fu, leaving him powerless and so humiliated that he wanted to raise his sword to take his own life, even Xiao Feng couldn’t help but marvel, saying, “Third Brother’s swordsmanship is so miraculous, if I were in Murong Fu’s place, I’m afraid I’d struggle to withstand it too.”

This showed just how formidable the Six Meridians Divine Sword was.

Ye Qiu had always thought that a miraculous sword technique like the Six Meridians Divine Sword was something Master Jin Yong had made up, yet it was only at this moment that he realised he was wrong.

Terribly wrong.

Not only did the Six Meridians Divine Sword truly exist, it was being unleashed by Master Du’e.

“Whoosh!”

The moment Master Du’e pointed his finger, the sword qi sliced through the air, reaching Ye Qiu’s front faster than lightning.

It was too late for Ye Qiu to dodge.

Though his body was as tough as bronze and iron, he didn’t dare take the Six Meridians Divine Sword head-on, in a moment of desperation, he drew the Emperor’s Sword Chixiao with a backhand motion.

Clang!

A flash of cold light.

Ye Qiu held the Emperor’s Sword across his chest, blocking the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

Clang!

The Six Meridians Divine Sword struck the Emperor’s Sword, producing a thunderous sound that nearly ruptured the guests’ eardrums.

In the next second, everyone saw Ye Qiu’s body fly back like a kite with a broken string, hurtling twenty metres and crashing hard into the courtyard wall.

Boom!

The wall was smashed, a large hole appeared, dust billowed into the air.

“Ye Qiu!”

Bai Bing cried out in alarm, tears streaming down her face, she ran towards Ye Qiu.

She was wearing a long wedding dress, her movements were restricted, after just two steps, her high heel caught on the gown, with a “thud” she fell to the ground.

Ignoring the pain, Bai Bing got up again, she ran towards Ye Qiu once more, but after a few steps, she fell again.

This scene tugged at the heartstrings.

“You two, protect Bai Bing, I’ll go check on the little rascal.” Master Longbrow gave orders to Tang Fei and Long Ye, then strode towards the courtyard wall.

His expression was grave.

The sword qi Master Du’e had just unleashed was terrifying, Master Longbrow asked himself honestly, if he had been the target, he wouldn’t have been able to block it either.

“Little rascal, you’d better not be in trouble, if you die, Old Man Ye will have my head.”

Master Longbrow prayed silently.

Just as he neared the wall, Ye Qiu’s cough broke the silence.

“Cough, cough…”

Master Longbrow halted immediately, looking up, he saw Ye Qiu using his sword to prop himself up, slowly standing.

Not dead?

Fantastic!

Master Longbrow’s heart leapt with joy, he quickly stepped up to Ye Qiu and asked, “Little rascal, are you alright?”

“Don’t worry, I won’t die.”

Though blood trickled from Ye Qiu’s mouth, his complexion was rosy, it seemed his injuries weren’t too severe.

Bai Yujing narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening further.

He’s still not dead?

Could this bastard really be an unkillable cockroach?

Shock flickered in Master Du’e’s eyes, he recalled that years ago, he had used this move to injure Xiao Jiu.

In Master Du’e’s view, Ye Qiu’s strength was clearly inferior to Xiao Jiu’s, facing this strike, death should have been his only fate.

Yet now, not only was Ye Qiu alive, he’d only suffered minor internal injuries.

“How did he do it?”

Soon, Master Du’e’s gaze fixed on the Emperor’s Sword Chixiao in Ye Qiu’s hand.

He had clearly seen that, in the critical moment, Ye Qiu had raised the sword across his chest, blocking the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

For a moment, Master Du’e grew deeply curious about the sword in Ye Qiu’s hand, he couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

Ye Qiu wiped the blood from his mouth, looked up at Master Du’e, and asked, “Master, what you just used was the Six Meridians Divine Sword, wasn’t it?”

The Six Meridians Divine Sword?

Duan Yu’s ultimate technique from The Eight Parts of the Dragon?

In an instant, astonishment spread across the guests’ faces, they all turned to Master Du’e, awaiting his response.

Master Du’e nodded slightly, saying, “Benefactor Ye has keen eyes, indeed, what this old monk just used was the Six Meridians Divine Sword.”

Hiss

The crowd gasped in unison.

“Who’d have thought, the Six Meridians Divine Sword actually exists.”

“It seems the TV series wasn’t lying to us.”

“So Master Jin Yong wasn’t making it all up, does that mean the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra exists too?”

“…”

“From what I know, the Six Meridians Divine Sword has six forms, I wonder how many Master has mastered?”

Ye Qiu asked this to test Master Du’e.

If Master Du’e had fully comprehended all six forms of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, Ye Qiu’s fate would be death without a burial, but if Master Du’e only knew one or two, Ye Qiu had nothing to fear.

After all, he still had a trump card up his sleeve.

Master Du’e replied, “The Six Meridians Divine Sword is the supreme martial art of Tianlong Temple, known as the greatest sword technique under heaven, it’s vast and profound, immensely powerful, but alas, this old monk is of limited talent, after thirty years of hard study, I’ve only grasped one form.”

Ye Qiu instantly felt a wave of relief.

Master Du’e added, “Ordinary people would struggle to withstand that strike just now, yet Benefactor Ye only suffered a slight internal injury, it truly surprises this old monk.”

“I was able to block your Six Meridians Divine Sword thanks to this sword.” Ye Qiu raised the Emperor’s Sword Chixiao.

Not only had the Emperor’s Sword Chixiao withstood the Six Meridians Divine Sword, it hadn’t sustained the slightest damage.

“This old monk can see that the sword in Benefactor Ye’s hand is extraordinary, does it have a name?”

“It’s called Chixiao.”

Master Du’e’s heart jolted, he asked in shock, “The Emperor’s Sword Chixiao?”

Ye Qiu nodded solemnly, “Yes.”

Master Du’e took a deep look at Ye Qiu, then turned to Bai Yujing and said, “Benefactor Bai, this old monk has done his utmost, Amitabha.”

Bai Yujing’s expression shifted slightly, he asked, “Master, what do you mean?”

Master Du’e said, “This old monk has used my ultimate technique and still couldn’t capture Benefactor Ye, continuing this fight would be pointless. Benefactor Bai, the grudge between you and Benefactor Ye is something you’ll have to resolve yourself!”

In that instant, Bai Yujing’s face turned exceedingly grim, “Master, don’t forget, if it weren’t for my grandfather, Tianlong Temple would’ve been finished long ago, you wouldn’t be alive today, and your master…”

“Benefactor Bai!”

Master Du’e interrupted Bai Yujing, saying, “This morning you told this old monk that as long as I made a move, whether I captured Benefactor Ye or not, the debt would be repaid.”

“Now the debt is settled, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing.”

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Bai Yujing looked at Master Du’e, his eyes blazing with fury.

You didn’t capture him, yet you say the debt is repaid and we owe each other nothing, have you no shame?

You old bald donkey, may you meet a bad end!

Bai Yujing cursed inwardly.

Master Du’e glanced at Bai Yujing, hesitated for a moment, then said, “Benefactor Bai, this old monk wishes to offer you a word of advice, it’s better to resolve grudges than to deepen them.”

“Chixiao is one of the ten legendary swords, in ancient times, only emperors were worthy of wielding it.”

“Benefactor Ye is blessed with great fortune, making an enemy of him isn’t a wise choice.”

Bai Yujing raised an eyebrow, displeased, “Master, what do you mean? Are you trying to tell me what to do?”

“Benefactor Bai, this old monk…”

“Enough!” Before Master Du’e could finish, Bai Yujing cut him off rudely, “How I handle my affairs isn’t for others to dictate.”

Master Du’e shook his head and sighed, “Benefactor Bai, I hope you take care of yourself.”

With that, Master Du’e quickly stepped over to Ye Qiu, whispering, “Benefactor Bai didn’t just invite me alone, Benefactor Ye, you must be cautious.”

Bai Yujing invited others too?

Who could it be?

Another master from the Dragon List, perhaps?

Ye Qiu said gratefully, “Thank you for the warning, Master.”

“Benefactor Ye, after you’ve dealt with your current matters, could this old monk have a chat with you?”

“Of course.”

Seeing Ye Qiu agree, a smile appeared on Master Du’e’s face, then he stepped aside.

Ye Qiu took a step forward, gripping the Emperor’s Sword, pointing it at Bai Yujing and shouting, “Bai Yujing, I hear you’ve invited others?”

“Call them out now!”

“Otherwise, you’ll be dead under my sword in no time.”

Bai Yujing glared coldly at Master Du’e, cursing in his heart.

“You dead bald donkey, you actually told Ye Qiu I invited others, aren’t you deliberately working against me?”

“Just you wait, once I take down Ye Qiu, I’ll come for you next.”

“And that old sod Longbrow too, none of you are leaving here alive today.”

Facing the murderous Ye Qiu, Bai Yujing showed no fear, his voice icy, “Ye Qiu, you barged into my home uninvited and caused havoc, just that alone is enough to charge you with trespassing.”

“What’s more, in front of all these guests, you’ve disregarded the law, acted violently and harmed others, your actions are utterly deplorable, truly reckless.”

“With these two points alone, I could have you locked up for life…”

*Slap!*

Before Bai Yujing could finish, Ye Qiu sent him flying with a slap.

“I told you to call your people out, and you’re still yammering at me, are you a bloody woman or what?”

Bai Yujing hit the ground, his face twisted with rage as he glared at Ye Qiu, “Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish.”

“Get him.”

*Swish, swish, swish, swish*

Four men in black swiftly emerged from the villa, surrounding Ye Qiu.

They were around forty years old, with short hair, each clutching a gleaming dagger.

From the moment they appeared, their eyes locked onto Ye Qiu, never wavering.

Their faces were expressionless, like cold-blooded creatures without emotion.

Ye Qiu’s heart tightened, he could sense a thick aura of killing intent radiating from these four.

In other words, their hands were stained with plenty of blood.

Bai Yujing got up from the ground, his eyes fixed on Ye Qiu with a chilling stare, “From the moment you decided to come to the capital, you’d already set foot on a path of no return.”

“I just didn’t expect that neither Jun Dao nor Leng Xue could kill you, even Cao Tianding fell by your hand.”

“Your strength has genuinely surprised me.”

“But that changes nothing.”

“Today, you will die.”

Bai Yujing then turned to Bai Bing, sneering darkly, “Don’t you love this man? Fine, today I’ll slaughter him right in front of you, crushing your hopes once and for all.”

Bai Bing shouted fiercely, “Bai Yujing, if you dare harm Ye Qiu, I won’t let you off even as a ghost.”

“Then we’ll talk when you’re a ghost,” Bai Yujing said, “Once I’ve dealt with Ye Qiu, if you still refuse to marry Pei Jie, I’ll personally send you to the underworld to reunite with your parents.”

At this, shock flickered in the guests’ eyes.

“Young Master Bai is ruthless, he’d even kill his own cousin.”

“What’s that? In wealthy families, fathers turn against sons, siblings kill each other, it’s hardly rare.”

“Today’s events are all because of Bai Bing, Young Master Bai must hate her guts.”

“…”

Ye Qiu laughed coldly, “Bai Yujing, I took down Cao Tianding, and you think these four losers can kill me?”

“Don’t get cocky, you’ll soon see what they’re capable of, attack!”

With Bai Yujing’s command, the four men in black launched their assault on Ye Qiu simultaneously.

They attacked from all directions—north, south, east, and west—their daggers aimed straight for Ye Qiu’s vital points.

Ye Qiu swung his sword in retaliation.

The battle erupted once more.

It had to be said, these four were indeed formidable, each one’s strength was impressive, no less than Qilin at his peak.

Most crucially, their combined attack was seamless, flawless coordination.

After three minutes of fighting.

Ye Qiu, using his lightning-fast speed, finally managed to wound one with his sword, he was about to finish him off when the other three blocked him, resuming their encirclement.

And that wasn’t even the worst of it.

What troubled Ye Qiu most was their reckless, life-or-death fighting style, the one he’d stabbed was gravely injured yet acted as if he felt nothing, charging at him again.

Meanwhile, the other three abandoned all defence, attacking with utter disregard for their lives.

It clicked for Ye Qiu.

“No wonder Bai Yujing has such faith in these four, they’re death warriors he’s groomed.”

So-called death warriors were fighters willing to lay down their lives for their master.

“Good thing I ate the Blood Bodhi and gained ten years of power, otherwise, these four might’ve seriously injured me.”

A cold glint flashed in Ye Qiu’s eyes, his speed suddenly surged, he darted between the four, slashing out four consecutive strikes.

“Ah!”

“Ah!”

“Ah!”

“Ah!”

Four piercing screams rang out.

Then, the four men were sent flying, crashing to the ground, motionless, their fate unknown.

“Bai Yujing, got any more helpers? If not, prepare to die!”

With that, Ye Qiu leapt into the air, aiming a mid-air kick at Bai Yujing.

If this kick landed, Bai Yujing’s face would become a wreck worse than Xiao Qingdi’s car crash scene.

As Ye Qiu’s foot closed in, just twenty centimetres from Bai Yujing’s face, a deep voice suddenly boomed:

“Stop!”

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“Stop!”

A deep shout suddenly rang out, like a thunderclap exploding in the ear.

Upon hearing this voice, Ye Qiu not only didn’t stop but instead pressed down harder with his foot, stomping heavily.

In an instant, his foot was just five centimetres away from Bai Yujing’s face.

“Insolent brat, how dare you!”

Whoosh,

A pebble shot through the air, swift as lightning, striking Ye Qiu’s instep before he could land the blow.

Instantly, Ye Qiu recoiled as if struck by thunder, his body involuntarily stumbling backwards.

Thud, thud, thud!

He retreated five or six steps before steadying himself. Looking up, he saw an old man walking out of the villa.

The old man was past seventy, thin as bamboo, wearing a vibrant brocade robe. His long hair was tied up with a jade crown, and a white jade pendant hung at his waist.

This attire clashed utterly with the modern world, as if he had stepped straight out of ancient times.

At the same time, Ye Qiu noticed the old man’s aura, natural and overwhelming, standing there like a mountain, pressing heavily on one’s heart.

Before Ye Qiu could speak, the guests nearby had already begun murmuring.

“Who’s this old man?”

“What’s with that outfit?”

“Could he be an actor from a historical drama?”

“He doesn’t seem like an ordinary person.”

The old man cast a cold glance at Ye Qiu, then took a single step, covering three metres, and appeared in front of Bai Yujing.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu’s heart sank.

A peerless master!

Then, under everyone’s gaze, the old man delivered a fierce slap across Bai Yujing’s face.

Slap!

The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the room.

The crowd was stunned.

Who was this old man?

Why was he hitting Young Master Bai?

“Useless! You gathered so many people and still couldn’t handle a small fry. You’ve truly disappointed me.”

The old man’s voice was thick with anger.

To everyone’s surprise, Bai Yujing didn’t get upset. Instead, he quickly knelt before the old man and said, “I’ve shamed you, Master. Please punish me.”

Master?

This old man was Bai Yujing’s master?

The crowd was astonished again.

Since when did Young Master Bai have a master? Why had they never heard of this?

“Strange, when did Bai Yujing get a master? How did I not know?” Tang Fei said, his face full of confusion.

Long Ye chimed in, “I’ve never heard of this guy having a master!”

“Ice姐, do you know?” Ye Qiu asked.

Bai Bing shook her head and said, “I’ve never heard of him having a master either.”

So where did this master come from?

Ye Qiu’s gaze shifted between Bai Yujing and the old man, lost in thought.

Slap!

The old man struck Bai Yujing’s face again.

This time, he hit harder, knocking out two of Bai Yujing’s teeth.

“You haven’t learned any useful skills, but you’ve certainly mastered the art of embarrassing me.”

“As my disciple, you’ve let yourself be bullied like this, it’s an absolute disgrace.”

“If word of this gets out, where am I supposed to hide my face?”

Far from being angry, Bai Yujing lowered himself further, pressing his forehead to the ground as he knelt and said, “Master, I’m sorry. It’s Yujing who has shamed you. Please punish your disciple.”

The old man stared at Bai Yujing for a while before letting out a long sigh.

“Forget it. You don’t know martial arts, so being bullied is inevitable. Get up!”

“Thank you, Master!”

Bai Yujing stood up from the floor.

The old man looked at his face and asked, “Does it hurt?”

Bai Yujing shook his head. “It doesn’t hurt.”

“You’ve lost two teeth, how could it not hurt?” The old man said, exasperated. “If you’d listened to me and trained in martial arts years ago, with your talent, you’d be a master by now. You wouldn’t be in this mess, getting bullied. Do you regret it?”

“No regrets.”

Bai Yujing forced a smile and said, “Yujing is slow-witted. The path of martial arts isn’t for me, and training is too hard, I couldn’t stick with it.”

“Besides, if someone bullies me, don’t I still have you, Master, to stand up for me?”

The old man snorted coldly. “Hmph, so you still remember I exist. If you’d told me earlier, I’d have dealt with this myself. How could this brat still be alive to come to the capital?”

“Rest for now.”

“I’ll handle things here.”

Bai Yujing was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed to the old man. “Thank you, Master!”

“Mm.”

The old man grunted, turned around, and fixed his gaze on Ye Qiu. He opened his mouth and said, “How do you want to die?”

With that simple sentence, he pronounced Ye Qiu’s death sentence.

The crowd was horrified.

This old man was far too overbearing!

“Die?” Ye Qiu laughed and said, “I’m perfectly alive and well. I’ve no intention of dying.”

“I’m not joking with you. I’ll ask you again, how do you want to die?” The old man’s lofty, domineering attitude grated on people’s nerves.

Before Ye Qiu could get angry, Master Longmei had already lost his temper.

“Bloody hell,”

Master Longmei let out a loud shout, drawing everyone’s attention, then chuckled and said, “What kind of day is it today? This poor monk’s inspiration is overflowing, I’ve composed another poem.”

“Everyone here is a cultured person. I’d like you all to critique it and see how my poem turned out.”

“By the way, this time it’s a modern poem.”

Master Longmei cleared his throat and recited with passion, “Oh, sky, you’re all grey; oh, steed, you’ve four legs; oh, lass, you’re all water; oh, fool, who the hell are you?”

When he reached the last line, Master Longmei’s gaze landed on the old man, making it clear he was mocking him.

“Pfft,”

Among the guests, a man couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing.

“Is it that funny?”

The old man’s icy gaze fixed on the man. With a step, he appeared in front of him the next second and seized him by the throat.

The man begged in terror, “Mercy, have mercy,”

“Since it’s so funny, go laugh in front of the King of Hell.” With that, the old man snapped his wrist.

Crack!

The man’s head lolled to one side, dead on the spot.

At that moment, the woman accompanying the man pointed at the old man and shouted furiously, “You killed my husband! I’ll fight you to the death!”

“He’s your husband? Then join him! At least you’ll have company on the road to the underworld.”

The old man crushed the woman’s throat with one grip.

Thud!

A middle-aged man nearby slammed the table and stood up, pointing at the old man as he bellowed, “At the feet of the Emperor, in the heart of the capital, you dare kill so freely? Do you even respect the law?”

Bang!

The old man charged forward, pinning the middle-aged man underfoot, and said coldly, “I am the law. Convinced or not?”

“I’m not,”

Splat!

Before the middle-aged man could finish his sentence, the old man stomped down, bursting his heart.

Instantly, the guests fell silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to breathe too loudly, terrified of accidentally provoking the old man and losing their lives.

Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes. With such dominance and ruthlessness, this old man was no ordinary figure. He asked, “Who are you?”

The old man looked at Ye Qiu coldly and said, “A small fry like you isn’t worthy of knowing my name. But since you’re about to head to the underworld, I’ll indulge you.”

“My surname is Long, ninth in my family.”

“I come from the Forbidden City!”

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Forbidden City!

After the old man uttered these three words, the scene fell silent, so quiet that you could hear the breathing of the person next to you.

Ye Qiu’s expression shifted slightly.

Nearby, Master Longmei dropped his playful grin, and Master Du’e’s face grew solemn.

Elder Wan and Elder Tang exchanged a glance, both seeing deep concern in each other’s eyes.

As for the guests present, the older ones knew of the Forbidden City. Upon learning the old man was from there, they instantly tensed, muttering to themselves:

“Never would’ve thought it. Young Master Bai is actually the disciple of the Ninth Lord of the Forbidden City. Good thing I never offended him before, or I’d be dead!”

“It’s been decades since anyone from the Forbidden City last appeared. This time, it looks like a storm of blood is coming!”

“It seems Ye Qiu is doomed today!”

Some of the younger guests, however, were full of confusion and whispered:

“Isn’t the Forbidden City just the Palace Museum?”

“There are martial arts masters in the Palace Museum?”

“How did I not know this!”

“The Forbidden City doesn’t refer to the Palace Museum. It’s a faction,” an informed person explained.

A faction?

They grew even more puzzled.

Logically, a faction, big or small, would have some reputation, especially right under the Emperor’s nose. They should’ve heard of it. So why had they never come across this faction before?

The informant said, “The Forbidden City is very mysterious and has few members. They haven’t been active for decades.”

“But don’t underestimate them.”

“Every single one of them is a peerless martial arts master, capable of swaying the fate of the world.”

“They act with impunity, fearing no one. Sometimes, they don’t even pay heed to someone as powerful as the highest leader.”

Hiss,

The crowd sucked in a collective breath.

Only then did they understand why the old man dared to kill three people in a row without batting an eye, treating human lives like grass.

It all boiled down to the fact that he came from the Forbidden City.

Pei Jie whispered to Old Master Pei, “Grandfather, aren’t the people from the Forbidden City just too lawless? Killing without even blinking…”

“Shut up!”

Old Master Pei shot Pei Jie a fierce glare, then lowered his voice, “If you don’t want to die, keep your mouth shut.”

“And from now on, don’t discuss the Forbidden City in private either.”

“If the Ninth Lord overhears, he could kill you, and even I wouldn’t be able to save your life.”

Pei Jie shrank back in fear.

Old Master Pei’s gaze landed on Bai Yujing, and he thought to himself, “Bai Yujing hid it well. Who’d have thought he’s the disciple of the Ninth Lord of the Forbidden City?”

“If Ye Qiu hadn’t pushed him to the edge today, he wouldn’t have called on the Ninth Lord, and no one would’ve known he was his disciple.”

“This Bai family kid is really cunning.”

Then, Old Master Pei’s eyes shifted to Ye Qiu.

“This Ye kid is young, daring to cause trouble at the Bai family’s place. His courage is commendable.”

“And the strength he’s shown far surpasses his peers. He’s someone to watch.”

“But I wonder if he can survive the Ninth Lord’s hands?”

Old Master Pei felt Ye Qiu’s chances of survival were slim. After all, with the Ninth Lord personally taking action, even if Master Longmei and the others teamed up, they likely couldn’t stop him.

“Little Jie,” Old Master Pei beckoned.

Pei Jie understood and immediately bent down, bringing his ear close to his grandfather’s mouth, asking, “Grandfather, what do you want to say?”

“If Ye Qiu dies, everything proceeds as planned. You marry Bai Bing, we strengthen ties with the Bai family, and through that, we connect with the Forbidden City.”

“If Ye Qiu survives, you cut ties with Bai Yujing immediately and befriend Ye Qiu.”

“Do you understand what I mean?”

Pei Jie nodded, “I understand.”

“Good that you do.” Old Master Pei finished speaking, resumed his calm demeanor, and sat back to watch the tigers fight.

Pei Jie glanced at Ye Qiu, his eyes tinged with pity. Was it worth losing his most precious life over a woman?

At that moment, Ye Qiu spoke up.

“I was wondering who had such grand authority. Turns out it’s someone from the Forbidden City. My apologies, my apologies.” Though Ye Qiu said this, there wasn’t the slightest trace of respect on his face.

Long Jiu looked at Ye Qiu and said coldly, “I’ll ask you one last time, how do you want to die?”

“Killing me won’t be that easy.”

Ye Qiu raised his hand, pointing his sword at Long Jiu, his stance clear.

“You want to fight me? Fine, I’ll indulge you.”

As Long Jiu’s words fell, he was already in front of Ye Qiu, his five fingers reaching for Ye Qiu’s throat.

Such speed!

Ye Qiu’s heart jolted. He swung his sword at Long Jiu’s hand.

“Overestimating yourself.” Long Jiu twisted his wrist, dodging the blade, his hand brushing lightly over the sword’s surface.

In an instant, Ye Qiu felt an immense force surge through the Emperor’s Sword. Before he could retreat, he was sent flying.

Long Jiu pressed forward, and just as Ye Qiu’s body was about to hit the ground, he stomped down fiercely.

His target was Ye Qiu’s face.

Clearly, Long Jiu was venting his anger.

“You want to step on my disciple’s face? Then I’ll crush yours…” Before Long Jiu could finish, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he looked up at the sky.

“Boom!”

A bolt of lightning struck out of nowhere, without any warning.

“Hmph, petty tricks.” Long Jiu slapped at the lightning, and in the next second, it vanished without a trace.

Seizing the chance, Ye Qiu pushed off with his back, sliding ten metres along the ground before springing up with a carp’s leap.

At the same time, he drew three Five Thunder Talismans in succession.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Three bolts of lightning descended together.

Long Jiu’s expression didn’t change. He swiftly struck out three palms, and soon all three bolts disappeared.

This…

Ye Qiu’s face was full of shock.

Last night, when he fought Cao Tianding, he’d seen Cao Tianding shatter lightning with his fist. But compared to that, Long Jiu was far more composed, as if dispersing lightning was a trivial matter to him.

“The capital truly is a den of hidden tigers and dragons. Last night’s Cao Tianding was already terrifying, but this old man from the Forbidden City is even more so.”

Ye Qiu’s mood grew heavy.

He’d managed to kill Cao Tianding last night thanks to Master Longmei’s help, but now, with Master Longmei suffering from backlash and unable to use his inner strength, Ye Qiu had to face Long Jiu alone.

The situation was grim.

In this battle, he might very well die here.

Just as Ye Qiu prepared to fight to the death, Long Jiu suddenly stopped.

“Kid, managing to last two moves against me already makes you a rare genius. How about this: you take me as your master, and I’ll spare you. What do you say?”

Hearing this, Bai Yujing panicked, “Master…”

“Calm down. I know what I’m doing,” Long Jiu said, smiling at Ye Qiu. “So, what’s your decision?”

Before Ye Qiu could respond, Master Longmei interjected, “Little brat, agree to it quick. Save your life first.”

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Ye Qiu hadn’t expected that at a moment like this, Long Jiu would pull such a move, wanting to take him as a disciple.

It was simply…

Wishful thinking!

Ye Qiu could never possibly take Long Jiu as his master. Not to mention that the mastermind behind his father Ye Wushuang’s encirclement and death years ago was very likely the Forbidden City, just the fact that Bai Yujing was Long Jiu’s disciple was reason enough for him to refuse.

Otherwise, he’d have to call Bai Yujing “senior brother” in the future.

Long Jiu declared loudly, “In ancient times, Wu Sangui flew into a rage for a beauty. Now, Ye Qiu has come from afar to storm the Bai family.”

“Ye Qiu, I know you came here for Bai Bing.”

“If you agree to become my disciple, not only will I spare your life, but I’ll also take charge and marry Bai Bing to you.”

“Perhaps you’re worried about how you’ll get along with Yujing after joining me. Rest assured, I’ll personally mediate between you two until you turn enemies into friends. How about it?”

In his heart, Long Jiu genuinely admired Ye Qiu.

As a man of the martial path, he longed for a disciple to inherit his legacy. Though Bai Yujing was his disciple, he had no interest in martial arts, which deeply disappointed Long Jiu—until he met Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu, still young, could hold his own against a top-five Dragon List expert. His martial talent was extraordinary. With a bit of guidance, given time, he’d surely become a peerless master.

Thus, Long Jiu entertained the idea of taking him as a disciple.

Ye Qiu frowned, not rushing to respond.

Master Longmei urged, “Little brat, stop hesitating. Agree quickly. This way, you’ll not only survive but also be with Bai Bing, and you’ll gain a powerful backer. With the Forbidden City protecting you, no one will dare touch you.”

“Are you that afraid of dying?” Ye Qiu saw right through Master Longmei’s inner thoughts.

“Nonsense, this poor monk isn’t afraid of death. I’m doing this for your own good.”

Though Master Longmei refused to admit it, he was panicking inside.

If Ye Qiu didn’t agree to Long Jiu, a life-and-death battle would follow. If Ye Qiu died, Master Ye would kill him too.

So, getting Ye Qiu to agree and stay alive was the best option.

As long as Ye Qiu was safe, he’d be safe too.

As for whether Long Jiu sincerely wanted a disciple, or if Ye Qiu genuinely meant to join him, or what might happen later—Master Longmei didn’t care.

He’d already decided that once they left the Bai family, he’d head straight back to Dragon Tiger Mountain.

This world was too dangerous. Hiding in the mountains was safest, and he could watch widows bathe—pure bliss.

“Benefactor Ye!”

Master Du’e suddenly spoke, whispering, “The Forbidden City acts tyrannically. Joining them isn’t a wise choice.”

“This is Ye Qiu’s business. What are you, an old bald donkey, meddling for?” Master Longmei said discontentedly. “If he doesn’t take a master, he’ll die. Don’t you get that?”

“This old monk knows,” Master Du’e replied, shifting his tone, “but a true man has principles—what to do and what not to do…”

“Shut up!”

Master Longmei cursed at Master Du’e, “If you’re tired of living, go end yourself. Don’t drag Ye Qiu down.”

“He’s still young, hasn’t married or had kids. Dying like this would be such a waste.”

“Ye Qiu, listen to me. Agree to Long Jiu quick and save your life.”

Master Longmei pressed Ye Qiu hard.

He was terrified that if Long Jiu grew impatient and attacked Ye Qiu, he’d be finished too.

At that moment, Long Jiu spoke again.

“I’ve always been strict about taking disciples. Countless people dream of joining me, but I’ve never found them worthy.”

“Ye Qiu, for me to take a liking to you is your honour.”

“If you’re willing to become my disciple, I’ll first test your loyalty to me.”

Master Longmei asked urgently, “How will you test him?”

Long Jiu gave Master Longmei a cold smile, then said to Ye Qiu, “This stinking Taoist insulted me with a poem earlier, and I’m furious. Ye Qiu, if you kill him, I’ll take you as my disciple right away.”

Instantly, Master Longmei froze.

A moment later.

Snapping out of it, Master Longmei said to Ye Qiu, “Little brat, don’t agree to him.”

“We’re on the same side. This bastard clearly wants us to turn on each other.”

“If you do this, the world will scorn you, calling you an ungrateful wretch. Even with the Forbidden City backing you, you’ll be forever nailed to the pillar of shame, cursed by all.”

“Besides, last night I observed the stars and saw that the Forbidden City’s fate is nearing its end. They’re done for.”

“If you join Long Jiu, you’ll end up going down with them.”

“I think Du’e’s right. A true man has principles—what to do and what not to do. You absolutely can’t agree to this.”

“It’s just one Long Jiu. You and I team up, and we’ll take him down together.”

Master Longmei glared at Long Jiu, a fierce glint in his eyes.

Damn you, don’t think I’m afraid of you just because you’re from the Forbidden City. If you want me dead, I’ll take you down first.

Ye Qiu asked, “Old man, didn’t you say you can’t use inner strength for half a month?”

“It’s true I can’t, but for your sake, this poor monk will risk his life.”

Master Longmei stood tall and righteous. Those unaware might think he was truly doing it for Ye Qiu.

In reality, it was for himself.

Because whether Ye Qiu joined Long Jiu or not, he’d likely die either way. Better to team up with Ye Qiu against Long Jiu.

As for not using inner strength for half a month, that was true. After using the Five Thunder Orthodox Method last night, Master Longmei suffered backlash. Using inner strength again would worsen his injuries and might even kill him. But now, he had no choice.

Only by fighting was there a slim chance of survival.

“Ye Qiu, have you made up your mind?” Long Jiu asked loudly.

“I’ve decided. I won’t take you as my master.”

Long Jiu’s face darkened slightly, about to speak, when Ye Qiu continued, “Long Jiu, why don’t you take a piss and look at yourself? With that appearance, you think you’re fit to be my master? People might think you’re some savage from the primitive forest.”

“Courting death.” Long Jiu erupted in fury, his face brimming with killing intent as he advanced on Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu prepared to strike, but Master Longmei acted first, “Little brat, just like yesterday.”

With that, Master Longmei pulled a handful of thunder talismans from his sleeve—over a hundred—and tossed them into the air.

“Boom!”

Lightning crashed down wildly, engulfing Long Jiu.

The guests recoiled in fear.

Then, Master Longmei leapt into the air, bit his right index and middle fingers, formed a sword gesture, and drew a talisman midair.

“Heaven is potent, Earth is potent. Left resides the Southern Dipper, right resides the Seven Stars. Defy me and die, obey me and live. Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, urgent as the law commands!”

Soon, two streams of blood shot from his fingers, swirling in the air, forming a massive “Thunder” character.

Instantly, the sky darkened.

Three seconds later.

With a “boom,” five bolts of lightning, thick as buckets, struck from the five directions—east, south, west, north, and centre—all hitting Long Jiu.

After unleashing this, Master Longmei spewed blood from his mouth and plummeted from the sky.

Ye Qiu rushed to catch him, but Master Longmei shoved him away.

“Quick, strike with your sword. Kill Long Jiu!”

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Ye Qiu no longer hesitated. He clearly knew that there was only one way to resolve the crisis: to kill Long Jiu.

At this moment, Long Jiu was engulfed by thunder, presenting the perfect opportunity for Ye Qiu to strike.

“Whoosh!”

Ye Qiu’s body turned into a blur as he swiftly dashed forward, raising the Emperor’s Sword, Chi Xiao, and executing the Grass Script Sword Technique.

“Die!”

Boom—

The sword’s edge slashed toward Long Jiu.

Long Jiu, entangled by the thunder, suddenly felt a deadly danger as he saw the Emperor’s Sword descending upon him. His hair stood on end.

But he had no time to dodge. In a panic, Long Jiu abruptly turned, using his back to face the Emperor’s Sword, Chi Xiao.

Ye Qiu sneered. Chi Xiao was the sword of emperors, unparalleled in sharpness. Long Jiu’s action was nothing short of seeking death.

The sword’s edge struck Long Jiu’s back.

“Boom!”

Long Jiu was sent flying.

When Du’e Master saw Ye Qiu’s sword technique, he was utterly shocked. “The Grass Script Sword Technique? How does Ye Qiu know the Grass Script Sword Technique?”

“Before coming here, my master told me that I would meet a destined person in the capital.”

“Could it be that the destined person my master spoke of is Ye Qiu?”

Du’e Master gazed at Ye Qiu, his eyes deep and profound.

After executing the Grass Script Sword Technique, Ye Qiu felt as if all his strength had been drained. He could barely stand.

Looking ahead, he saw Long Jiu lying motionless on the ground.

A smile appeared on Ye Qiu’s face.

“I thought the people from the Forbidden City were formidable, but it seems they’re nothing special…” Before Ye Qiu could finish, his eyelids twitched as he noticed Long Jiu’s body move slightly.

Not dead?

The smile on Ye Qiu’s face instantly froze.

Then, Long Jiu stood up from the ground. His robe was tattered from the thunder, and a long sword wound stretched from his right shoulder to his lower left back, dripping with blood.

“Cough—”

Long Jiu coughed twice, spitting out more blood, then tore off the upper part of his clothing.

In an instant, a thin golden silk armor came into view.

Ye Qiu’s pupils contracted. Only now did he understand why the sharp Emperor’s Sword had failed to kill Long Jiu. The old man had been prepared all along.

“Chi Xiao truly lives up to its reputation as one of the Ten Great Swords. It’s indeed sharp. If not for the golden silk armor I’m wearing, I would have been killed by your sword just now.”

Long Jiu looked at Ye Qiu with a sinister smile. “I was careless earlier, caught off guard by you. But now, you won’t get another chance.”

“However, it’s been decades since I last suffered an injury. You should feel proud to have wounded me.”

After speaking, Long Jiu charged toward Ye Qiu like a thunderbolt.

Before he even arrived, an overwhelming killing intent surged forth.

Ye Qiu felt the intense killing intent pressing against him, like blades scraping against his face, causing sharp pain.

“Ye Qiu, retreat! I’ll hold him off!”

Du’e Master let out a long roar, unleashing the Buddhist Lion’s Roar. The sound waves shot through the air, attempting to block Long Jiu.

Boom!

Long Jiu shattered the sound waves with a single punch and continued his charge toward Ye Qiu.

Du’e Master raised his hand and pointed into the air.

“Whoosh!”

The Six Meridians Divine Sword technique was unleashed, and a sharp sword qi shattered the jade crown on Long Jiu’s head.

Long Jiu stopped in his tracks, his gaze shifting to Du’e Master. He spoke with a sinister tone, “You old bald donkey, since you seek death, I’ll grant your wish.”

Long Jiu abandoned Ye Qiu and charged straight at Du’e Master.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Qiu quickly retreated and helped Elder Changmei to his feet. “Old man, how are you?”

Elder Changmei’s face was pale, and blood continuously trickled from the corner of his mouth. He was severely injured.

“I won’t die just yet,” Elder Changmei forced a smile and said, “That old bald donkey is no match for Long Jiu. Kid, let’s team up one more time.”

“Can you handle it?”

Ye Qiu could see that Elder Changmei was in a terrible state. He feared that if Elder Changmei fought again, he might die.

“I may be a Taoist, but I’m also a man. How can a man say he can’t handle it?”

Elder Changmei pulled out a porcelain bottle from his wide Taoist robe sleeve, removed the cork, and poured out twenty black pills.

Ye Qiu recognized them immediately—Great Return Pills.

Elder Changmei handed ten pills to Ye Qiu and swallowed the remaining ten in one gulp. In an instant, a healthy flush returned to his pale face.

At that moment, a loud bang echoed beside them.

Du’e Master was sent flying by Long Jiu and landed beside Ye Qiu. He struggled but couldn’t get up.

He was severely injured.

“Ye Qiu, I’ve done my best, but I still couldn’t stop Long Jiu. I’m sorry,” Du’e Master said apologetically.

“Master, there’s no need to feel guilty. I’m already grateful that you stepped in to help me,” Ye Qiu said, then gave Tang Fei a meaningful look.

Tang Fei quickly walked over and helped Du’e Master to his feet.

“Kid, get ready to fight,” Elder Changmei said with unprecedented seriousness. “If I die, make sure to send my body back to Mount Longhu.”

“If I survive, you must promise to help me find Mount Longhu’s treasure.”

“If we both die, then let’s drink together in the underworld. How about getting drunk with you thirty thousand times?”

“Deal!” Ye Qiu agreed, tears welling up in his eyes.

Although Elder Changmei was often unreliable and cowardly, at this moment, he was truly risking his life.

“What, moved to tears? Let me tell you, I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it for myself.”

Elder Changmei laughed heartily, then his expression turned serious. “But kid, I still hope you don’t die.”

“If we can’t kill Long Jiu, find a chance to escape.”

“You’re still young, and there are many things you haven’t done yet, like… finding your father, Ye Wushuang.”

Ye Qiu’s heart trembled, and he stared at Elder Changmei in disbelief.

How does this old man know my father is Ye Wushuang?

“Be careful! Take care!” Elder Changmei patted Ye Qiu’s shoulder and resolutely charged forward, unleashing the Five Thunder True Method.

In an instant, five thick bolts of thunder descended, engulfing Long Jiu.

Ye Qiu quickly swallowed the Great Return Pills, channeled all his strength, and once again used the Grass Script Sword Technique.

“Clang!”

The sword’s cry shook the heavens.

After this strike, Long Jiu was sent flying.

Elder Changmei collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Ye Qiu’s internal energy was completely drained. He knelt on one knee, using his sword to support himself, his entire body trembling.

Half a minute later.

Long Jiu stood up from the ground. His golden silk armor was shattered by the Emperor’s Sword, and his shoulder was exposed to the bone from the thunder. He was covered in blood, severely wounded.

He still didn’t die?

Monster!

Ye Qiu felt a sense of despair.

“All three of you have lost your fighting strength. Now, prepare to die,” Long Jiu said as he stood up, clenching his fists, and began walking toward Ye Qiu.

“Bastard, you’re finally going to die,” Bai Yujing said with a smile.

Just as Long Jiu was about to reach Ye Qiu, a voice suddenly rang out:

“Try touching him, and see what happens!”

Miracle Doctor Chapter 500

An untimely voice suddenly rang out at the entrance of the Bai family villa.

“Touch him if you dare!”

Though the voice wasn’t loud, it struck like a stabilising force, stunning everyone present.

The crowd couldn’t help but feel curious. Who could be so bold as to speak to Long Jiu in such a way?

Was he not afraid of death?

The guests turned their heads towards the entrance. The next second, their eyes filled with profound shock.

“It’s Ye Wudi!”

“Good heavens, Ye Wudi is actually here!”

“Wasn’t he accompanying the Supreme Leader on an overseas visit? When did he return to the country?”

Upon hearing the voice, Ye Qiu turned his head and glanced at Ye Wudi.

This was the first time he had seen Ye Wudi in person.

In the past, he had only caught glimpses of him on the news broadcasts, where Ye Wudi, dressed in casual attire, would be seen closely protecting the Supreme Leader during local inspections or foreign visits.

Ye Wudi was a striking figure—his chiselled, resolute face bore sharp, defined lines, exuding a calm yet commanding presence.

His physique was well-proportioned, and he wore a fitted black Mao suit, which made him appear both imposing and upright.

“So this is my Third Uncle?”

Ye Qiu’s eyes flickered for a moment. He hadn’t expected that, at this life-or-death juncture, Ye Wudi would step in to save him.

Long Jiu halted his steps, glaring coldly at Ye Wudi standing at the entrance. “What do you mean by that?” he asked.

“Touch Ye Qiu again, and I’ll kill you,” Ye Wudi replied, his face expressionless.

The guests were taken aback.

“Ye Wudi is fearless!”

“That kind of guts isn’t something just anyone has!”

“Worthy of the Ye family—truly formidable!”

Long Jiu’s expression darkened. “Ye Wudi, are you looking to challenge our Forbidden City?”

“So what if I am?” Ye Wudi met Long Jiu’s gaze head-on, utterly unafraid.

Long Jiu’s face immediately twisted into an ugly scowl.

Ye Qiu and the others had completely lost their ability to fight; they were now lambs awaiting slaughter. For Long Jiu, finishing them off was a certainty—until Ye Wudi unexpectedly appeared out of nowhere.

Though Long Jiu had remained within the Forbidden City for years without venturing out, he was intimately familiar with the power dynamics of the capital, especially regarding the Ye family, which he kept under close watch. Naturally, he knew Ye Wudi was the Supreme Leader Elder Tang’s personal bodyguard.

“I want to know, who are you representing? The Ye family, or the Supreme Leader?” Long Jiu asked.

He had already made up his mind. If Ye Wudi was here on behalf of the Ye family, he would press his advantage to the fullest—perhaps even use this as an opportunity to wipe out the capital’s top family, sending a clear message that the Forbidden City was inviolable. Anyone who dared challenge it would meet one fate: death.

But if Ye Wudi was representing the Supreme Leader, he’d have to reconsider.

Though the Forbidden City didn’t fear the Supreme Leader, the latter was still the ruling authority. Crossing him outright would be a bad look.

Moreover, the Forbidden City’s domineering ways had already bred discontent among recent leaders. Offending the current Supreme Leader as well wouldn’t be a wise move.

Thus, Long Jiu needed to clarify exactly whose authority Ye Wudi was acting under.

To his surprise, Ye Wudi responded with unrelenting defiance.

“Who I’m representing is none of your bloody business.”

Ye Wudi showed Long Jiu no courtesy whatsoever.

Long Jiu’s tone grew heavy. “Ye Wudi, think carefully. Cross the Forbidden City, and you might end up dead without a grave.”

“Are you threatening me?”

Ye Wudi’s sword-like brows shot up. In the next instant, the crowd’s vision blurred, and before they knew it, Ye Wudi was standing in front of Long Jiu. With a single slap, he struck Long Jiu across the face.

Smack!

Long Jiu was sent flying over ten metres, crashing to the ground, blood streaming from the corner of his mouth.

The guests witnessing this scene felt a chill run down their spines.

The Ninth Master of the Forbidden City.

A peerless expert of his generation.

Publicly slapped by Ye Wudi.

This…

Wasn’t this just too domineering?

Bai Yujing was the first to snap out of his shock, shouting furiously, “Ye Wudi, you dare hit my master? Do you have a death wish?”

“Not convinced, are you?”

Ye Wudi turned his head, staring coldly at Bai Yujing.

In that instant, Bai Yujing felt the hairs on his body stand on end, a shiver coursing through him as if he were being targeted by a ferocious beast.

Whoosh.

Ye Wudi stepped sideways, closing the distance to Bai Yujing. He asked again, “Not convinced, eh?”

Bai Yujing stammered, “I…”

Smack!

Smack!

Ye Wudi delivered two slaps to Bai Yujing’s face.

Bai Yujing was left dazed.

Smack!

It wasn’t until the third slap landed that Bai Yujing came to his senses. Stumbling back a step, he clutched his cheek, glaring at Ye Wudi with venomous resentment. “You dare cause trouble in my Bai family? I won’t let this go!”

“What are you, anyway, to shout at me like that?”

Ye Wudi’s face was full of disdain. “Bai Yujing, you hired assassins to ambush Ye Qiu. That alone is a crime worthy of death.”

“If I didn’t respect Old General Bai’s character, I’d have killed you today.”

“I’m warning you—keep your head down and behave yourself from now on. As long as I, Ye Wudi, am alive, don’t even think about stirring up trouble.”

Ignoring Bai Yujing further, Ye Wudi’s gaze settled on Ye Qiu. After studying him for a moment, he barked, “Useless!”

Useless?

Ye Qiu froze. Why was he scolding me?

Had I provoked him?

The guests were equally puzzled. Hadn’t Ye Wudi come to save Ye Qiu? Why was he now berating him?

“Bai Yujing sent people to ambush you. You knew it was him—why did you put up with it until now?”

“Haven’t you heard that revenge should be taken before the night is out?”

“If it were me, I’d have stormed the Bai family last night and finished Bai Yujing off.”

Ye Wudi continued, “My motto is simple: if no one crosses me, I don’t cross them. But if someone does, I uproot them entirely.”

“Thanks for the advice. From now on, I’ll do as you say.”

Ye Qiu grinned. Though Ye Wudi was a bit overbearing, his temperament was to his liking.

Ye Wudi snapped, “Calling you useless isn’t an exaggeration. Your enemy’s right in front of you, and you’re talking about ‘from now on’? Has a donkey kicked your brain?”

Ye Qiu stared at Ye Wudi, stunned.

He suddenly realised that, though Ye Wudi’s tone was harsh, there seemed to be a deeper meaning in his eyes.

In an instant, Ye Qiu understood.

“They say a gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years, but sadly, I’m no gentleman.”

Ye Qiu took a deep breath, straightened up, and then, gripping the Emperor’s Sword, began walking towards Bai Yujing.

One step, two steps, three steps…

Though his pace was slow, he drew closer to Bai Yujing with each stride.

Bai Yujing, having just been slapped several times by Ye Wudi, had a swollen face resembling a pig’s head, looking utterly wretched.

Now, seeing Ye Qiu approach, a glint of ferocity flashed in his eyes. He quietly slipped his right hand behind his back, clenching his fist, silently waiting for Ye Qiu to get closer.

“You want to kill me? Then I’ll take you down with me,” Bai Yujing thought darkly.

But at that moment—

A sudden twist unfolded.