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 Miracle Doctor Chapter 571

On the way back, Ye Qiu remained silent.

He first dropped off Lao Xiang and Su Xiaoxiao, then drove Bai Bing home.

“Are you still upset about that boy?” Bai Bing asked.

Ye Qiu said, “That少年was in the prime of his youth, with a bright and dazzling future ahead, but to save someone, he lost his life so young, it’s just too tragic.”

“If he’d saved someone else, it might be different, but he saved two pieces of trash.”

“Ice姐, I just don’t get it, that少年gave his life for those two women, why wouldn’t they feel grateful?”

Bai Bing replied, “That’s where morality comes in.”

“These years, society has developed too fast, everyone’s chasing material wealth, neglecting the cultivation of spiritual civilization.”

“To make money, many no longer care about what’s moral or immoral.”

“For example, some influencers on short video platforms, to gain traffic and tips, have no底线, eating live bugs, even feces, utterly disgusting.”

“At its core, it’s a failure of education!”

Ye Qiu nodded, agreeing with Bai Bing, and said, “Our country’s education prioritizes knowledge first, then ability, and morality last.”

“The so-called moral education is what people often call the ‘virtue’ in ‘nurture virtue before talent,’ but it’s just empty words, because some teachers don’t even know what modern morality is, what contemporary civilization is, or what social progress means.”

“On one hand, they use rigid texts like the *Three Character Classic*, *Tao Te Ching*, *Loyalty and Filial Piety*, and *Disciples’ Rules*, centered on Confucian morality, as modern civilization to teach students, on the other, they guide students toward earning big money, becoming high officials, standing out, and honoring their ancestors as life’s ultimate goals.”

“So, the moral education up front clashes with the education that follows, making it pale and powerless, unable to hold together, leaving students at a loss, even seeing it as hypocritical, deceitful, pretentious, and useless in some eyes.”

“With the rapid rise of the modern market economy, schools’ moral education has become detached from reality, ignoring students’ own needs, many schools still obsess over grades and admission rates, dismissing moral education entirely.”

“Add to that the mixed bag of info online, and many people’s principles have shifted, money before morality, profit before courtesy.”

“Because of this moral gap, even the definition of success has changed.”

“In ancient times, the greatest success was becoming emperor, then a noble or general, next an official, or passing the imperial exams, in short, all tied to officialdom.”

“But modern society added another pillar of success: money.”

“Whoever makes money is successful, the more money, the greater the success.”

“This view of success is both a无奈response to societal factors and a result of inadequate moral education.”

At this, Ye Qiu sighed, “I don’t know when this can be fixed, or if it ever can.”

Bai Bing comforted him, “Don’t be too pessimistic, I believe when a society gradually perfects its social security systems, and people gain enough security, the chase for money will cool down, they’ll pursue spiritual richness and uphold morality.”

“Then, everyone will restrain themselves with virtue, and the pursuit of happiness and success will shift.”

“No title, no power, no big money, yet still feeling happy, with care in old age, medicine for sickness, support for the young, and a place to live.”

Ye Qiu’s mood lightened a bit, “Your words are worth more than ten years of study, Ice姐, if you taught, you’d be an amazing educator.”

Bai Bing laughed, “I can’t handle teaching, I prefer being a doctor, walking this path with you is my lifelong pursuit.”

As they spoke, the car reached Bai Bing’s place.

“Not coming in to sit?” she asked.

“Sit, or do something else?” Ye Qiu teased with a smirk.

Bai Bing shot him a look, “Go find Lin Jingzhi instead.”

With that, she got out.

“Rest early.”

Ye Qiu watched her enter her room before driving toward Lin Jingzhi’s place.

Half an hour later, he arrived, just parking when his phone rang, he checked it—three words on the caller ID: *Jiuqian Sui*!

Glancing at the time, it was 11 p.m.

What was Cao Yuan calling so late for?

Ye Qiu answered with a grin, “Jiuqian Sui, what’s your command?”

“You’re practically the top leader’s grandson-in-law now, I wouldn’t dare command you,” Cao Yuan chuckled.

Ye Qiu quickly clarified, “That’s just rumors, I’m not becoming anyone’s grandson-in-law.”

“You should seriously consider it, I’ve seen the top leader’s granddaughter, she’s beautiful, refined, a perfect match for you,” Cao Yuan said, “Plus, if it works out, you’d have a huge backer.”

Ye Qiu changed the subject, “Jiuqian Sui, calling this late, it’s not about that, right?”

Cao Yuan said, “I’ve got big good news for you.”

“What good news?” Ye Qiu asked.

Cao Yuan replied, “The Witch God Cult issued a kill order on you.”

“What the hell kind of good news is that?” Ye Qiu grumbled.

Cao Yuan laughed, “From what I know, in the last decade, the Witch God Cult has only issued kill orders on two people: me and you.”

“So I should feel honored?” Ye Qiu rolled his eyes.

“It means they’ve not only noticed you but fear you, of course you should be honored,” Cao Yuan continued, “Just now, I got two more updates.”

“First, the Witch God Cult’s Saintess hasn’t appeared in a while, her whereabouts unknown.”

“Second, one of their two envoys, the Right Envoy Poison Scorpion, arrived in Jiangzhou today, no need to guess why.”

“He’s young, skilled, be careful,” Cao Yuan warned.

“Any info on Poison Scorpion?” Ye Qiu asked.

“None, but he’s got a trait, he likes wearing black robes,” Cao Yuan replied.

“Got it.”

Ye Qiu hung up and immediately called Han Long, ordering, “Poison Scorpion from the Witch God Cult is in Jiangzhou, send all our people out, dig three feet under if you have to, find him.”

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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was Thursday.

Today was the day Tang Tang arrived in Jiangzhou!

At the Emperor Grand Hotel, in the presidential suite, Ye Qiu sat on the sofa, Han Long and Xiao Zhan standing before him.

“How’s it been working with Han Long lately?” Ye Qiu asked Xiao Zhan.

Xiao Zhan nodded, “Pretty good.”

“How’s your sister’s health?” Ye Qiu followed up.

“She’s doing well,” Xiao Zhan replied.

Ye Qiu said, “Once I wrap up what’s on my plate, I’ll treat your sister’s eyes.”

“Thank you, boss,” Xiao Zhan said, his face full of gratitude.

Since meeting Ye Qiu, the lives of him and his sister had turned upside down, no longer scrambling to make ends meet. Following Han Long, Xiao Zhan had thrown himself into Dragon Gate affairs, making a name for himself, now second only to Han Long in prestige among Jiangzhou’s Dragon Gate members.

Ye Qiu’s gaze shifted to Han Long, “Found Poison Scorpion yet?”

Han Long shook his head, “It’s strange, I sent so many people out to search, but nothing.”

“No idea where that bastard’s hiding, it’s like he’s vanished into thin air.”

“But our guys are still looking.”

Ye Qiu had hoped to root out Poison Scorpion and take him down before Tang Tang arrived, but that seemed unrealistic now.

“When does Tang Tang get here?” Ye Qiu asked.

Han Long checked his watch, “In about an hour, Miss Tang Tang’s plane will land.”

“Xiao Zhan, you’re with me later, we’ll pick her up at the airport,” Ye Qiu said.

“Yes, sir!” Xiao Zhan nodded.

Tang Tang was coming to Jiangzhou at Ye Qiu’s invitation to be the spokesperson for the beauty salon, and out of respect for him, she hadn’t even asked for a fee. So, Ye Qiu had to personally greet her at the airport, both for her safety and as a gesture of courtesy.

“How’s the security setup?” Ye Qiu asked.

Han Long replied, “I checked this presidential suite thoroughly with my team, no issues.”

“I’ve also stationed over a hundred Dragon Gate members inside and outside the hotel to ensure Miss Tang Tang’s safety, plus another hundred at the beauty salon.”

“Per the plan, she’ll go to the hotel to get ready, then head to the salon for the press conference, once she’s here, Xiao Zhan and I will stick to her like glue.”

Ye Qiu nodded, the arrangement was solid.

“Also, Poison Scorpion’s after you, boss, he’s likely watching you from the shadows.”

“When you pick up Miss Tang Tang at the airport, he might seize the chance to strike, so I’ve set up five cars.”

“One’s for you and Miss Tang Tang, the other four are packed with our guys, armed to the teeth, just in case.”

“Good job! Han Long, you handle the hotel, Xiao Zhan, let’s go.”

Ye Qiu left with Xiao Zhan, heading straight for the airport.

When they arrived, the scene shocked them.

The airport exit was swarmed with over a thousand fans, holding Tang Tang posters, eagerly waiting, with countless security guards struggling to maintain order.

“No wonder she’s a superstar, what a turnout,” Ye Qiu marveled.

“Boss, with this crowd, security’s gonna be tricky, if Poison Scorpion’s hiding in there, Miss Tang Tang could be in danger,” Xiao Zhan warned.

Ye Qiu knew it too, pulling out his phone to call the airport and have the fans cleared out.

But before he could dial, the fans erupted in screams:

“Ahhh… Tang Tang’s here!”

“Tang Tang’s here!”

“Tang Tang, I love you—”

The shouts were deafening, like they’d flip the airport upside down.

Soon, Ye Qiu spotted Tang Tang.

She stood on the escalator, dressed in a black tracksuit, a pink cap, and a black mask, a canvas bag with her face on it slung over her shoulder, youthful, vibrant, and approachable.

Behind her, an assistant pushed a suitcase.

As Tang Tang neared the bottom, fans surged forward, desperate to get close, airport security overwhelmed, eventually forming a human chain to hold them back.

Stepping off, Tang Tang removed her mask and raised a hand for silence.

Instantly, the crowd hushed.

It was like a scene from a movie, a general commanding a million troops, silencing them with a gesture.

Ye Qiu watched, amazed, “Tang Tang’s charisma is unreal, even the Four Heavenly Kings couldn’t top this!”

Then her crisp voice rang out, “Jiangzhou fans are as warm as the weather here, thank you for coming, I’m so grateful.”

She bowed to them.

The cheers erupted again:

“Tang Tang, I love you—”

“Tang fans love Tang, forever and always!”

“…”

She gestured again, waiting for quiet, then smiled, “I’m usually so busy, rarely getting to meet you all up close, so I treasure every chance like this.”

“But this is an airport, with passengers coming and going, if I stay and chat, it’ll disturb them and disrupt order.”

“Since you’re here, though, I can’t let you leave empty-handed, I’ve got two pieces of good news.”

“First, I’ll hold a tour concert this winter.”

“Second, Jiangzhou friends get priority ticket access.”

The fans jumped in excitement.

“Yes! That’s amazing!”

“I can hear Tang Tang live!”

“My whole family loves her, I’m buying ten tickets!”

“…”

Tang Tang continued, “I’m here for work, people are waiting, so I’ve got to go.”

“It’s hot out, head home soon, we’ll meet again at the concert.”

“Bye!”

She waved, then, under thousands of eyes, boarded Ye Qiu’s car and sped off.

Ye Qiu and Tang Tang sat in the back.

“Big star, finally got you here,” Ye Qiu grinned.

Tang Tang glanced out, noting two Audis trailing them, “Quite the setup, huh? People might think a VIP’s on tour.”

Ye Qiu laughed, “You’re a superstar, how could I slack off? If I upset you, it’d be on me.”

“What, you think I’m some diva who gets mad easily?”

Tang Tang blinked, playful.

Before Ye Qiu could reply, Xiao Zhan’s voice came from the front, “Boss, we’re being followed.”

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Hearing Xiao Zhan’s words, Ye Qiu immediately sat up straight.

He glanced in the rearview mirror and spotted a black Honda sedan trailing them about a hundred meters back.

“Boss, should I call someone to intercept that car?” Xiao Zhan asked.

“No need, it might just be paparazzi,” Tang Tang said. “When we’re out, it’s common to get tailed and photographed by them.”

“Keep an eye on it, don’t act rashly for now,” Ye Qiu instructed.

“Yes, sir!” Xiao Zhan nodded.

Forty minutes later, they reached the hotel.

Ye Qiu escorted Tang Tang to the presidential suite and said, “Big star, the press conference starts at five this afternoon, we’ve got nearly five hours, I’ll arrange lunch for you.”

“What do you want to eat?”

“Or rather, what do you like?”

Tang Tang’s voice was soft as she smiled, “No need to fuss, the hotel buffet’s fine.”

“No way, Jiangzhou’s my turf, I’ve got to treat you right, I’ll handle it, we’ll eat in the room later.”

“Your three assistants are set up in the next room.”

“Also, my people are guarding the door, if you need anything, just tell them.”

He added, “Of course, if you don’t want to bother them, you can call me directly, I’m off work today, at your service all day.”

Tang Tang blinked with a grin, “So, you’re mine for the day?”

That sounded a bit odd.

Ye Qiu nodded with a smile, “Naturally.”

“Alright then, go arrange lunch, and eat with me later,” Tang Tang said.

“OK!” Ye Qiu flashed a gesture and left with a grin.

As he stepped out, Tang Tang muttered under her breath, “He’s mine today, does that mean I can do whatever I want with him?”

…

Outside the room, Han Long and Xiao Zhan approached.

“Where’s the guy?” Ye Qiu asked.

Xiao Zhan replied, “Outside the hotel, boss, should I send someone to grab him?”

“No, I’ll handle it myself.”

Ye Qiu turned to Han Long and Xiao Zhan, “You two stay here, don’t leave her side.”

“Don’t let any strangers near.”

“If anything’s off, or you spot Poison Scorpion, call me immediately, I’ll be right back.”

“Oh, and have the staff send up lunch.”

With that, Ye Qiu headed downstairs.

As he exited the hotel, he saw the Honda that had followed them.

From a distance, his gaze pierced the window, landing on a 200-pound fatty in the driver’s seat, a round blob snapping photos of him furiously.

Ye Qiu walked over.

“Perfect, come closer, closer, I’ll get a clearer shot,” the fatty muttered, oblivious that Ye Qiu had already clocked him, still cheering himself on.

Sure enough, Ye Qiu drew nearer.

The fatty’s heart leapt with glee, snapping away while griping, “No idea what’s wrong with the client, not letting me shoot the star but some random guy, nuts!”

“If it weren’t for the cash, I wouldn’t bother.”

“He’s not even famous, if someone saw me snapping him, they’d think I’m into dudes or something.”

As he rambled, Ye Qiu was just five meters from the car and closing.

“Great, yes, this angle’s perfect,” the fatty said.

“Why so stone-faced?”

“Smile, man, smiles make better pics!”

Right as he spoke, he caught Ye Qiu’s brilliant grin through the lens.

Click!

He nailed the shot, then looked down to admire it, “Nice, this one’s flawless, could win a contest easy.”

“Gotta say, this guy’s handsome, killer vibe, total model material, what a waste.”

He looked up to snap more.

“Huh? Where’d he go?” The fatty blinked, startled.

Knock, knock!

A tap on the window.

He turned to see Ye Qiu beaming outside, waving.

Caught?

The fatty reached to start the car and bolt, but too late.

Boom—

Ye Qiu smashed the glass with a punch, his hand darting in like lightning, aiming for the fatty’s throat.

But he missed.

The guy’s neck was so thick, it was like grabbing a bouncy ball.

“Damn, fatty’s got natural armor, miscalculated,” Ye Qiu muttered, switching to seize his shoulder, wrenching with a twist, bam, the door flew open, and he yanked the 200-plus-pound man out like he was a feather.

“Dare to stalk me? You wanna die?”

Holding the fatty single-handedly, Ye Qiu radiated menace, effortless as lifting a chick.

Terrified, the fatty’s face turned ashen, pleading, “Big bro, don’t kill me, please…”

Before he finished, his crotch went wet.

Scared pissless.

“Goddamn, bad luck,” Ye Qiu cursed, tossing him to the ground, barking, “Why were you snapping me?”

“Someone paid me to,” the fatty answered honestly.

“Who?”

“Dunno, young guy in a black robe.”

Poison Scorpion!

Ye Qiu’s eyes narrowed, “Where is he?”

“No clue…” Seeing Ye Qiu’s fist clench, he rushed, “I swear, I don’t know, he just told me to shoot you alone.”

“Said to wait here after, he’d find me.”

“Big bro, I messed up, let me off, please!”

Ye Qiu snatched the camera, flipping through, all shots of him, some so sharp they rivaled celeb portraits.

He chuckled, “Hey, you made me look pretty good.”

“Bro, with your looks, vibe, build, not being a star’s a crime, I’m not kidding, you’d outshine all those pretty boys in showbiz—”

“Shut it!”

Chatty bastard.

Ye Qiu cursed inwardly, gripped the camera with both hands, and with a gentle knead, crack, crack, it turned to dust.

He opened his palms, blew lightly.

Whoosh—

Powder dusted the fatty’s face.

He gulped, petrified.

“Try this again, and I’ll send you to Yama himself.”

Ye Qiu glared, then slipped a hand behind his back, tracing a tracking talisman.

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Ye Qiu had long wanted to track down Poison Scorpion, but since he’d never seen him, he had no starting point.

Now, things were different.

This fatty in front of him had met Poison Scorpion, so he must carry some trace of his aura.

Using a tracking talisman, Ye Qiu could follow that aura to find Poison Scorpion’s whereabouts.

Soon, a wisp of black energy, thinner than a hair, appeared and floated before Ye Qiu’s eyes.

Three seconds later, it drifted to the fatty’s side, circling him a few times.

Suddenly—

Puff!

The black energy vanished without a trace.

Ye Qiu’s eyes narrowed, “Interesting, he can erase his aura, looks like this Poison Scorpion is a bit tougher than I thought.”

“Big bro, what Poison Scorpion? Where’s a scorpion?” the fatty asked, turning his head to look around.

He didn’t seem too bright!

“You know, the guy who paid you is a wanted criminal,” Ye Qiu said.

What?

The fatty hurriedly explained, “Big bro, I swear I didn’t know he was a criminal…”

“Remember, if you see him again, call the cops immediately.”

With that, Ye Qiu turned and headed back into the hotel.

It wasn’t until Ye Qiu was long gone that the fatty scrambled up from the ground, cursing loudly, “You damn criminal, so many photographers out there, why pick me, a good citizen, just because I’m fat?”

“If being fat’s a crime, I’ll gladly stay guilty forever.”

“Just you wait.”

“Next time I see you, I’m calling the cops!”

…

When Ye Qiu returned to the presidential suite, lunch had arrived, over a dozen dishes filling the table.

Tang Tang sat by the table, unmoving.

“Why aren’t you eating?” Ye Qiu asked, puzzled.

“I was waiting for you,” Tang Tang said.

“No need to wait, dig in!” Ye Qiu laughed. “Don’t stand on ceremony with me.”

“It’s not about ceremony, it’s basic manners,” Tang Tang replied. “At home, we always wait for everyone to sit before eating, no matter how hungry we are.”

“Your family’s got a lot of rules, where’s home for you?”

Ye Qiu asked casually, though it was a probe.

Since meeting Tang Tang, he’d been curious about her identity.

This girl wasn’t just a top student in Tsinghua’s art department and a mega-popular star—what other secrets did she hold?

From what she’d just said, her upbringing seemed strict, and since her debut, she’d had no scandals, suggesting a powerful background.

The entertainment world was a murky place, staying clean required serious backing.

“My family’s in the capital,” Tang Tang answered.

The capital?

Ye Qiu’s eyebrow twitched.

Could she be from some big family in Beijing?

“By the way, we’ve known each other so long, and I still don’t know your real name,” Ye Qiu said, sitting at the table.

“My real name’s Tang Tang,” she replied with a smile. “Why the sudden interest?”

“Us regular folks are just curious about all sides of a big star,” Ye Qiu said with a grin, not thinking much of it.

Since “Tang Tang” and “Tangtang” sounded the same, he didn’t catch the difference, or he’d have instantly pieced together her identity.

After lunch, the makeup artists came in to get Tang Tang ready.

Bored, Ye Qiu lay on the sofa to nap.

Half-asleep, he heard someone say, “Tang Tang, need help? That dress can be tricky.”

“No thanks, I’ve got it,” Tang Tang’s voice came.

“Alright, we’ll step out, call us if you need anything.”

Then, the sound of a door opening.

Ye Qiu opened his eyes, the makeup artists were gone, the room empty.

Weird, where’d everyone go?

He searched around, then noticed one bedroom door was closed.

He gave it a light push, cracking it open.

Peering through, he caught sight of a flawless white back.

Tang Tang was changing inside.

The sage says, don’t look at what’s improper.

Ye Qiu quickly shut the door.

He waited outside a bit, but she didn’t come out, sparking a fierce internal debate.

Should he look?

Chances like this were rare.

Looking made him a beast, not looking made him less than one.

To look or not?

After ten seconds of wrestling, Ye Qiu decided he’d count to thirty, if she didn’t emerge, it meant she wanted him to see.

He started counting, “Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight…”

Creak.

After just three seconds, he eased the door open again, this time seeing not just her perfect back but a rounded silhouette too.

Tang Tang faced away, oblivious to his gaze.

Ye Qiu swallowed hard.

He’d seen plenty of stunning women—Lin Jingzhi, Bai Bing, Qin Wan, all top-tier beauties.

But Tang Tang’s back hit him differently—white!

Radiantly white.

Dazzlingly white.

Like the finest Jingdezhen porcelain, flawless, blindingly so.

Gorgeous, just too gorgeous!

His eyes drifted from her back downward, reaching her waist, where he spotted two dimples.

“Tsk tsk, not many women have waist dimples, especially someone as slim as Tang Tang, one in a million,” he mused.

His gaze kept going.

Then, his expression turned odd—he saw a cartoon wolf.

Gray Wolf, grinning at him.

Ye Qiu smirked, amused she liked cartoon-patterned underthings.

“If I were that wolf, I’d catch quite a scent,” he thought.

Next, he saw long, straight legs.

No excess fat.

Still so white.

Firm. Slender.

Perfectly proportioned between thigh and calf.

Just then, Tang Tang slipped into a dress.

It was white, with a zipper from waist to neck that jammed as she tried to pull it up.

After a few failed tugs, she called, “Anyone there?”

“At your service,” Ye Qiu answered without thinking.

He immediately wanted to slap himself.

“Huh? Ye Qiu, why’re you at the door?” Tang Tang turned, staring at him in surprise.

“I, uh, saw your zipper’s stuck, so I was gonna help,” Ye Qiu said, guilty.

“You were peeking?” Her face cooled.

“No, I swear to heaven, I wasn’t,” Ye Qiu said, dead serious.

Tang Tang stared at him coldly, then after a few seconds, said flatly, “Come in.”

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Go in?

What’s she up to?

Ye Qiu glanced at Tang Tang.

Oddly, though her face was cold, she exuded an overwhelming presence.

It was even stronger than Lin Jingzhi’s.

Like a queen!

“Strange, she’s just a big star, how does she have such a powerful aura?” Ye Qiu wondered.

Tang Tang seemed to realize she’d let it slip, quickly reining it in, then softly said, “The zipper on my dress is stuck, Ye Qiu, come help me with it.”

“Sure.”

Ye Qiu stepped into the room.

Standing behind her, up close, he saw her skin was like flawless jade, glowing faintly under the light.

“Hurry up, we’re leaving soon,” Tang Tang urged, noticing he hadn’t moved.

“Oh,” Ye Qiu replied, one hand holding the dress, the other grabbing the zipper, giving it a tug.

But it was jammed tight, immovable.

He tried again, and accidentally, his fingers brushed her back, smooth as silk.

At that moment, he felt her tremble sharply, and the spot he’d touched turned pink instantly.

Ye Qiu was surprised.

Just a light touch, and she reacted so strongly—could she be hypersensitive?

“Faster,” Tang Tang pressed, “the zipper’s caught in the fabric, don’t pull up, pull down.”

Ye Qiu tried a few times, failed, then used more force, yanking it downward.

Rip!

The zipper slid all the way down.

In an instant, the dress slipped off her shoulders, pooling at her feet.

“Ah!” Tang Tang yelped, hastily pulling it up, then snapped, “Ye Qiu, get out!”

“Need more help?” he asked.

“Out!”

She was getting mad.

“Alright,” Ye Qiu turned and left.

Five minutes later, Tang Tang emerged.

She wore a fitted white dress that hugged her curves, showing off a pale neck and slender arms, her hair cascading down her back, radiating elegance and grace.

Ye Qiu was stunned.

Seeing him stare, Tang Tang blushed slightly, then asked softly, “Does it look good?”

A wise love expert once said, when a woman asks a man if she looks good, he must say yes, sparing no praise, piling it on thick.

Ye Qiu replied, “Good? It’s beyond that—you’re a goddess.”

“You know, right now, I’m reminded of Cao Zijian’s lines from the Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River: ‘As if light clouds veil the moon, drifting like snow caught in the wind. From afar, radiant as the sun rising in dawn’s glow; up close, dazzling like a lotus blooming from clear waves.’”

“Even the Goddess of the Luo in person couldn’t compare!”

Tang Tang covered her mouth, giggling, “No wonder you’ve charmed so many women, you’ve got a silver tongue, don’t you?”

“How’d you know I’ve got multiple women?” Ye Qiu asked, startled.

“You said it yourself!”

“Did I? I don’t recall.”

“You’re just forgetful, come on, it’s getting late, let’s go!”

Ye Qiu led Tang Tang to the underground parking lot.

Han Long and Xiao Zhan were already waiting.

Still five cars.

One Maybach and four Audis.

Ye Qiu helped Tang Tang into the Maybach’s back seat, then instructed Han Long and Xiao Zhan, “Head to the beauty salon first, check everything thoroughly, verify every attendee’s identity, make sure nothing goes wrong.”

“Yes, sir!”

Han Long and Xiao Zhan left ahead.

Ye Qiu slid into the Maybach beside Tang Tang, smiling, “Your assistants are already at the salon, let’s get going!”

“Okay.”

The car started, heading toward the salon.

Tang Tang gazed out at the scenery, “Jiangzhou’s so beautiful, it’s my first time here.”

Ye Qiu grinned, “It’s not just pretty, there’s tons of good food, you should visit more, I’ll take you to try it all.”

“Great, I love food.”

As they chatted, the car crossed the Yangtze River Bridge.

Ye Qiu explained, “Jiangzhou’s named after the Yangtze, which splits it in two.”

“There are twelve bridges spanning the river here.”

“This one we’re on, the Yangtze River Bridge, was the first of its kind in the country, a historic landmark in Jiangzhou, dubbed ‘The First Bridge of the Thousand-Mile Yangtze.’”

“When you’ve got time, I’ll bring you to walk it, especially in autumn at dusk, when the sunset paints the river half green, half red—it’s like stepping into a painting…”

Before he finished, a Hummer suddenly veered toward them.

“Watch out!”

Ye Qiu kicked the door open, pulling Tang Tang out.

She had no idea what was happening, about to ask, when a deafening boom rang out. She whipped around—the Maybach they’d been in was airborne.

It flipped midair, crashing down in pieces.

But the Hummer didn’t stop, barreling toward Ye Qiu and Tang Tang.

Still reeling, Tang Tang was shoved behind Ye Qiu.

He clenched his right fist, activating the Nine-Turn Dragon Art, and as the Hummer charged, smashed it into the hood.

Boom!

The Hummer flipped, engine dead.

With the Nine-Turn Dragon Art, Ye Qiu’s single arm wielded thousands of pounds of force.

He strode forward, punched through the windshield, grabbed the driver’s hair, and yanked him out.

The driver, a middle-aged man around forty, had dark skin and a bearded chin.

Slap!

Ye Qiu backhanded him, barking, “Who are you? Why’d you attack me?”

“Kid, the Leader’s ordered your death, you’re done,” the man grinned up at him. “Kill yourself now, or it’ll be worse.”

Hearing “Leader,” Ye Qiu knew he was from the Witch God Cult, demanding, “Where’s Poison Scorpion?”

The man’s smile widened, “The Right Envoy’s already here.”

Poison Scorpion’s here?

Ye Qiu jolted, looking up as several loud crashes echoed—the four Audis protecting them were rammed off the bridge into the river.

Then, four Hummers charged toward him like mad bulls.

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Ye Qiu had previously considered when Poisonous Scorpion might choose to strike against him.

After much thought, he concluded that the best opportunity would be during the press conference at the beauty salon.

Because at that time, the scene would be crowded with people—guests, media reporters, and Tang Tang’s fans.

If Poisonous Scorpion made a move, the place would descend into chaos, allowing him to seize the advantage amid the confusion.

Ye Qiu had never imagined that Poisonous Scorpion would choose this moment to act.

Seeing four Hummer vehicles charging towards him, Ye Qiu stood still without moving. With his skills, he could easily dodge them, but he didn’t.

Because Tang Tang was still behind him.

If Ye Qiu dodged, Tang Tang would undoubtedly die.

As danger approached—

“Bang!”

Ye Qiu punched out, taking down the driver, then turned and wrapped his arm around Tang Tang’s waist. Standing in place, he watched the four Hummers barrel towards them with ferocious momentum.

Tang Tang, terrified out of her wits, screamed loudly, “Ahh—”

In the blink of an eye, the four Hummers were right in front of them.

Finally, Ye Qiu moved.

With unbelievable speed, he leapt onto the hood of one of the Hummers. Holding Tang Tang, he flashed a few times and appeared twenty metres away.

After setting Tang Tang down, Ye Qiu swiftly drew a handgun from his waist, aimed at the drivers of the Hummers, and fired without hesitation.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Four shots, all hitting their marks—the four drivers died on the spot.

In an instant, the four Hummers careened wildly.

Two of them smashed through the bridge’s guardrail and plunged into the river.

After completing this, Ye Qiu’s sharp gaze swept the surroundings, searching for Poisonous Scorpion’s figure.

But he found nothing.

“Since Poisonous Scorpion has made his move, there’s no way he wouldn’t show himself. He must be nearby.”

Ye Qiu continued his search.

Soon, another Hummer appeared in his line of sight.

This Hummer was black, identical to the ones that had just tried to ram him.

It sped towards them like rolling thunder.

Ye Qiu immediately stepped in front of Tang Tang, clenching his fists, preparing to strike when the Hummer got close.

“Screech—”

When it was just ten metres from Ye Qiu, the Hummer suddenly braked hard, its tyres screeching against the ground with a piercing sound.

At such close range, Ye Qiu could clearly see the driver’s face.

The driver was a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, strikingly handsome, dressed in a long black robe.

Poisonous Scorpion!

A killing intent flared in Ye Qiu’s eyes.

Poisonous Scorpion pushed open the door, leapt out, and walked a few steps forward before stopping three or four metres from Ye Qiu.

“Ye Qiu, your subordinates are utterly useless. So many people searched for me for days and couldn’t find me, so I had no choice but to come see you myself.”

“So, how did you like the little surprise I just gave you?”

“The big celebrity behind you doesn’t seem to appreciate it—her face has gone pale. Don’t be afraid, big star. Once I deal with Ye Qiu in a bit, I’ll take you back to the hotel and comfort you properly. Rest assured, I’ll make sure you’re very comfortable.”

Poisonous Scorpion’s lips curled into a smile, exuding a hint of wickedness.

His eyes locked onto Tang Tang with an invasive gaze, as if he wanted to strip her bare.

Tang Tang, frightened, hid behind Ye Qiu.

“Don’t be afraid. People with foul mouths usually don’t live long,” Ye Qiu comforted Tang Tang, then turned to Poisonous Scorpion and said, “You, Poisonous Scorpion, are about to become a dead scorpion.”

With that, he attacked directly.

They were already enemies—why waste words?

“Swoosh!”

Ye Qiu’s body flickered, appearing in front of Poisonous Scorpion in an instant. He raised his fist and smashed it towards Poisonous Scorpion’s temple.

Poisonous Scorpion reacted quickly. As Ye Qiu’s fist came down, he ducked and threw a punch at Ye Qiu’s abdomen.

Ye Qiu hurriedly retreated.

Poisonous Scorpion didn’t pursue. Instead, he leisurely pulled a dagger from his sleeve.

The dagger was only three inches long, its blade glinting with a faint blue sheen—clearly tempered with poison.

It’s said that the shorter the weapon, the greater the danger. Those who favour daggers are typically masters of close-quarters combat.

“What weapon do you use?” Poisonous Scorpion asked with a sly grin.

Ye Qiu used a sword, but unfortunately, he hadn’t brought his Emperor Sword, Chixiao, with him. So he replied, “Killing you doesn’t require a weapon.”

“Pretty arrogant. Take this—”

Poisonous Scorpion charged, throwing a punch at Ye Qiu’s face. As Ye Qiu ducked, the dagger in Poisonous Scorpion’s right hand slashed from the side, aiming straight for his neck.

Clearly, Poisonous Scorpion had anticipated Ye Qiu’s dodge.

Ye Qiu immediately performed a backflip. Just as he was about to land, he slapped the ground with his palm, using the force to spring up and deliver a mid-air kick towards Poisonous Scorpion’s head.

This kick was lightning-fast and ferocious.

To Ye Qiu’s surprise, Poisonous Scorpion didn’t dodge. Instead, he thrust his dagger towards the sole of Ye Qiu’s foot.

Simple and direct.

Though Ye Qiu’s body was now as tough as iron, he didn’t dare take the risk.

Who knew if Poisonous Scorpion’s dagger was as sharp as the Emperor Sword Chixiao, capable of cutting through metal like mud?

Besides, the blade was laced with poison. Even a single scratch could threaten his life.

Better to play it safe and avoid capsizing in the gutter.

Ye Qiu prepared to retract his foot, but at that moment, he saw Poisonous Scorpion raise his left hand, as if taunting, “Go on, kick me if you dare, you coward!”

The provocation was blatant.

Fury surged within Ye Qiu. He extended the little finger of his right hand and pointed it at Poisonous Scorpion from a distance.

“Swish!”

A sharp burst of sword qi tore through the air, hurtling towards Poisonous Scorpion.

The moment Poisonous Scorpion saw the sword qi, he reacted, dodging to the side, but he was a step too late.

“Pfft—”

The sword qi grazed his scalp, slicing off a palm-sized chunk of skin, instantly turning his hairstyle into a Mediterranean bald patch.

A chill ran through Poisonous Scorpion’s entire body.

What kind of sword qi was this?

How could it be so terrifying?

Before he could figure it out, Ye Qiu pointed at him again from a distance.

“Swish!”

The sword’s whistle pierced the heavens.

The power of the Six Meridians Divine Sword was immense, and crucially, Ye Qiu could attack without getting close to Poisonous Scorpion.

Poisonous Scorpion excelled at close combat, but now his advantage was completely nullified, leaving him no choice but to keep dodging.

Ye Qiu attacked with the Six Meridians Divine Sword while closing the distance. After unleashing five bursts of sword qi in succession, he suddenly delivered another mid-air kick.

“Bang!”

This kick struck Poisonous Scorpion square in the face.

“Crack!”

Poisonous Scorpion’s nose shattered, blood spraying as he was sent flying.

Ye Qiu pursued. Just as Poisonous Scorpion’s body was about to hit the ground, Ye Qiu seized the moment and fired a lightning-fast burst of sword qi.

“Boom!”

The sword qi struck Poisonous Scorpion’s throat, exploding in a mist of blood. Then, his head separated from his neck.

Ye Qiu stepped forward and crushed Poisonous Scorpion’s head beneath his foot.

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“The Right Emissary of the Witch God Sect, and this is all he’s got?”

Ye Qiu’s face was full of disdain.

He had thought Poisonous Scorpion was some kind of supreme master, but he’d never imagined he’d overestimated the man’s strength.

Poisonous Scorpion was simply too weak to withstand a single blow.

What Ye Qiu didn’t know was that Poisonous Scorpion had died so quickly entirely because Ye Qiu had mastered the Six Meridians Divine Sword, preventing Poisonous Scorpion from engaging in close combat.

This was something Poisonous Scorpion hadn’t anticipated either.

Otherwise, Ye Qiu wouldn’t have won so easily. Poisonous Scorpion hadn’t even unleashed his full strength or played his many hidden cards before his head was separated from his body.

Ye Qiu glanced down.

Poisonous Scorpion’s head lay beneath his foot, his expression twisted in ferocity, eyes wide open.

He had died with unresolved grievances.

“Boom!”

Ye Qiu stomped down hard, and in an instant, Poisonous Scorpion’s head shattered like a watermelon, reduced to a pulpy mess.

After finishing this, Ye Qiu turned and walked over to Tang Tang.

“Sorry for scaring you,” Ye Qiu said apologetically.

Poisonous Scorpion’s target had been him. If Tang Tang hadn’t been with him, she wouldn’t have been frightened.

“I-I’m fine. Are you alright?” Tang Tang asked.

“I’m fine. The enemies are all dealt with—it’s safe now.” Ye Qiu stepped forward and gently took Tang Tang’s hand.

“What are you doing?”

Tang Tang’s pretty face flushed red, and she was about to pull away when she felt a warm current flow from Ye Qiu’s palm into her body.

In an instant, Tang Tang felt a comforting warmth spread through her, filling her with a sense of security.

Her shaken heart finally settled, and the colour returned to her pale face.

“Ye Qiu, thank you. If it weren’t for you just now, I think I’d be dead,” Tang Tang said gratefully.

“It’s my fault. They were after me. I’m sorry for dragging you into this,” Ye Qiu apologised again.

“Who were those people? Ye Qiu, you killed them—won’t you go to prison?” Tang Tang’s beautiful eyes were filled with concern.

“Are you worried about me?”

Ye Qiu smiled and said, “Don’t worry. They were all irredeemable villains. Killing them was doing a service to the people.”

“That’s good then.”

Tang Tang let out a sigh of relief.

Ye Qiu glanced around. The men Han Long had arranged had all died when the Hummers crashed into them.

“Such a pity, losing so many brothers,” Ye Qiu sighed.

Tang Tang said, “That’s how the martial world is—full of blades and bloodshed.”

Ye Qiu looked at Tang Tang in surprise. Those words didn’t sound like something a young girl would say. Anyone who didn’t know better might think she was used to such scenes.

Noticing Ye Qiu’s gaze, Tang Tang explained, “I read that line in a novel.”

Ye Qiu nodded in understanding, then took out his phone and made a call. In about five or six minutes, a long convoy of Mercedes-Benz cars sped towards them.

There were at least twenty vehicles.

The convoy stopped.

Han Long emerged, leading dozens of Dragon Gate disciples dressed in black. He quickly approached Ye Qiu and knelt on one knee.

“Sorry, Boss. I’ve failed you,” Han Long said, bowing his head in apology.

The other Dragon Gate disciples also knelt down.

“Useless! With so many of you, you couldn’t even find Poisonous Scorpion, and you let him waltz right up to me. You’re bloody incompetent!”

“I don’t want this to happen a second time.”

“Otherwise, Han Long, you’ll atone with your life!”

Ye Qiu was genuinely furious this time.

The Dragon Gate in Jiangzhou had thousands of disciples. Failing to track Poisonous Scorpion was one thing, but allowing the Witch God Sect to brazenly ram him with cars was an utter humiliation.

Han Long said solemnly, “Boss, rest assured, this will never happen again.”

“Clean this place up. Double the compensation for the brothers we lost. Tang Tang, let’s go.” Ye Qiu took Tang Tang’s hand and got into a Mercedes, driving off.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the beauty salon.

Ye Qiu was startled by the scene before him.

At the entrance of the beauty salon, thousands of people had gathered—guests, media reporters, and Tang Tang’s fans.

As soon as Ye Qiu and Tang Tang stepped out of the car, the crowd erupted into a tsunami of cheers.

“Tang Tang, I love you!”

“Tang Tang, I love you!”

“Ahhh…”

A few girls even fainted from excitement upon seeing their idol.

Was that really necessary?

Ye Qiu couldn’t quite understand it.

Just then, several reporters carrying cameras pushed their way through the crowd.

Ye Qiu recognised the beautiful reporter at the front—she was a presenter from Jiangzhou TV. He reached out with a smile, saying, “Hello, I’m—”

But the stunning presenter ignored him completely, thrusting her microphone towards Tang Tang instead. “Hello, Tang Tang. I’m a reporter from Jiangzhou TV. May I ask why you chose to endorse this beauty salon?”

Tang Tang smiled and said, “Because this beauty salon is quite good. As for how good, you’ll know once you try it.”

Lin Jingzhi and Qin Wan, flanked by a group of security guards, approached Tang Tang.

“Friends from the press, the conference is about to start. If you have any questions, please wait until after it’s over,” Lin Jingzhi said.

Then, smiling, she extended her right hand to Tang Tang. “Hello, Tang Tang. Welcome to Jiangzhou.”

“Director Lin, you’re so beautiful,” Tang Tang said with a sweet smile that put people at ease.

“No wonder you’re a big star—you really know how to talk… Oh, by the way, this is Qin Wan, my business partner.”

Lin Jingzhi introduced Qin Wan, who was standing beside her, to Tang Tang.

Tang Tang quickly sized up Qin Wan, then主动 shook her hand, saying, “Sister, your figure is amazing. I wonder which lucky man gets to be your boyfriend.”

Qin Wan blushed slightly, sneaking a glance at Ye Qiu before replying to Tang Tang, “You’re so pretty and a big star—being your boyfriend would be the real blessing.”

“You’re too kind, Sister. I don’t have a boyfriend yet.”

The three women chatted like old friends who’d known each other for years, while Ye Qiu stood to the side like an invisible man, completely ignored.

“Tang Tang, how about I introduce you to a boyfriend? What do you think of Ye Qiu?” Lin Jingzhi suddenly said, though it wasn’t clear if she was joking or probing Tang Tang and Ye Qiu’s relationship.

Qin Wan also watched Tang Tang’s expression, as if trying to glean something from her reaction.

“Ye Qiu’s great. Would you be willing to let me have him, Sister?” Tang Tang’s tone carried a hint of playful challenge.

“No way.”

Lin Jingzhi’s response was swift and decisive.

Tang Tang’s gaze cooled slightly, but before she could speak, Lin Jingzhi giggled and said, “But we could share him.”

Tang Tang’s face instantly bloomed into a radiant smile. “Sharing sounds nice.”

Ye Qiu, overhearing their conversation nearby, felt a bit exasperated.

What am I to you lot, a shared bike?

Ride me whenever you feel like it?

At that moment, Xiao Zhan approached Ye Qiu and whispered, “Boss, something’s up!”

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Ye Qiu’s expression shifted slightly, and he immediately said, “Sister Lin, I’m leaving Tang Tang with you. I’ve got some business to attend to.”

Lin Jingzhi glanced at Xiao Zhan, and being the sharp woman she was, she quickly sensed something was up. She cautioned Ye Qiu, “Be careful.”

“Mm.”

Ye Qiu nodded, slipped out of the crowd, and asked Xiao Zhan, “What’s the situation?”

“We caught a woman. Not sure if she’s one of Tang Tang’s fans, but she hid a bomb in some flowers. I spotted it,” Xiao Zhan explained.

“Where is she?”

“I’ve got her under control.”

“Take me to her.” Ye Qiu followed Xiao Zhan to a quiet alley behind the beauty salon.

A dozen Dragon Gate disciples were surrounding a woman.

As Ye Qiu approached, he saw that the woman was none other than Jin Lingling.

At that moment, Jin Lingling’s hands and feet were bound, rendering her completely immobile. When she saw Ye Qiu, a venomous hatred flashed in her eyes.

“I didn’t expect you to be so persistent, daring to stir up trouble. It seems you’re truly tired of living,” Ye Qiu said coldly.

“You bastard surnamed Ye, just you wait. I’ll kill you sooner or later,” Jin Lingling spat with hatred.

Slap!

Xiao Zhan struck Jin Lingling across the face and barked, “Show some respect when speaking to my boss.”

“Pah! You, surnamed Ye, won’t be arrogant for long. Someone’s coming to deal with you soon.”

“Who’s coming to deal with me?” Ye Qiu’s eyes narrowed. “You mean Poisonous Scorpion?”

A flicker of shock passed through Jin Lingling’s eyes. Clearly, she hadn’t expected Ye Qiu to know about Poisonous Scorpion.

Ye Qiu gave a faint smile and said, “Sorry to disappoint you, but you can’t count on Poisonous Scorpion anymore. Half an hour ago, I took him out.”

What?

Jin Lingling couldn’t believe it.

She had submitted herself to Poisonous Scorpion, serving him devotedly, all so he would kill Ye Qiu and avenge her.

She had witnessed Poisonous Scorpion’s abilities firsthand and couldn’t believe he’d die so quickly.

Jin Lingling roared, “You’re lying! My master can’t be dead. He said he’d help me kill you!”

“Believe it or not, Poisonous Scorpion is already dead.”

Ye Qiu had no interest in wasting words with this woman. He instructed Han Long, “Deal with her!”

Xiao Zhan, unsure of Ye Qiu’s exact intentions, asked, “Boss, how do you want her handled?”

Ye Qiu replied, “Trash like this shouldn’t be kept around.”

“Understood.”

Xiao Zhan gestured, and two Dragon Gate disciples stepped forward, one on each side, grabbing Jin Lingling.

“What are you going to do?”

“Surnamed Ye, you can’t kill me!”

“If you dare kill me, I won’t let you go even as a ghost… Ye Qiu, I was wrong! Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you… Please, let me go!”

Jin Lingling suddenly broke down like a child, sobbing uncontrollably.

“If you knew this day would come, why did you act that way? You were a big star, worshipped by thousands, feasting on delicacies. You shouldn’t have any regrets.”

Ye Qiu’s face remained cold, unmoved by Jin Lingling’s pleas for mercy.

Ever since the attack by Zhang Lili in the capital, Ye Qiu had adopted a single principle when dealing with enemies: cut the grass and remove the roots, leaving no loose ends.

Moreover, a woman’s hatred could be far more terrifying than a man’s. They would stop at nothing, sparing no expense to exact revenge.

History was full of such examples.

“Ye Qiu, please spare me! I’ll do anything! I can be your woman. As long as you let me live, I’ll serve you and make you feel so good… I don’t want to die, I really don’t want to die…”

Jin Lingling was genuinely terrified, crying and begging pitifully.

Ye Qiu acted as if he hadn’t heard her, coldly spitting out two words: “Bury her!”

The two Dragon Gate disciples immediately dragged Jin Lingling away, disappearing into the alley.

Ye Qiu instructed Xiao Zhan, “Today’s situation is unusual. You lot need to be on high alert and ensure nothing goes wrong.”

“Don’t worry, Boss. I’ve got everything arranged,” Xiao Zhan said with a smile.

Ye Qiu glanced at Xiao Zhan and suddenly noticed that, in a short time, Xiao Zhan had become much steadier than before.

“How’s your training going lately?” Ye Qiu asked.

“I’ve been practising, but it doesn’t seem like I’ve made much progress,” Xiao Zhan replied.

“The Eight Extremes Fist is powerful. Keep at it. I’ll teach you a few more techniques later,” Ye Qiu said. “Once I’ve sorted out the matters at hand, I’ll visit your sister and help treat her eyes.”

“Thank you, Boss!” Xiao Zhan’s face lit up with gratitude.

Ye Qiu was about to head back to the beauty salon when his phone suddenly buzzed urgently in his pocket.

He pulled it out and saw it was a call from Master Changmei.

Ye Qiu immediately pressed the answer button and said, “Old man, how’s your health?”

“Is this Dr. Ye Qiu?” A young man’s timid voice came through the phone.

“I’m Ye Qiu. Who are you?” Ye Qiu asked again, “Why do you have the old man’s phone?”

“Hello, Dr. Ye. I’m Shuisheng.”

Shuisheng? Who was that?

Ye Qiu had never heard Master Changmei mention this name. “Who are you to the old man?” he asked.

“The old man is my… no, I mean, Master Changmei is my uncle-master.”

So, he was a disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain!

“Where’s the old man? Why isn’t he calling me himself?”

As Ye Qiu said this, his heart sank. A wave of unease washed over him, and he hurriedly asked, “Is the old man…?”

“Yes, Uncle-Master, he… he…”

Shuisheng didn’t finish before breaking into tears.

Ye Qiu’s heart grew heavy as he pressed, “What’s wrong with the old man?”

Shuisheng said, “Uncle-Master is dying. He just spat out another mouthful of blood and passed out.”

“Before he lost consciousness, he told me to call you, Dr. Ye. He said that after he ascends, you must come to Dragon Tiger Mountain.”

“He didn’t say what it was about specifically, just that he’d already told you when he was in the capital.”

“Dr. Ye, Uncle-Master isn’t going to make it. He’s dying… sob, sob…”

“I’m coming to Dragon Tiger Mountain right now.”

Ye Qiu made up his mind. Whether it worked or not, he would perform a life-extending technique for Master Changmei.

If it weren’t for him, Master Changmei wouldn’t have suffered the backlash of the Heavenly Dao.

“Take good care of the old man. No matter what, find a way to keep him holding on. I’m setting off now,” Ye Qiu instructed, about to hang up when Shuisheng’s voice came through again.

“Dr. Ye, Uncle-Master and I aren’t at Dragon Tiger Mountain.”

“Then where are you?”

“We’re in Lingshan County,” Shuisheng said.

“Lingshan County?” Ye Qiu had no idea where that was. “What are you doing in Lingshan County?”

“We were passing through Lingshan County,” Shuisheng replied. “Uncle-Master insisted on coming here. We couldn’t stop him no matter how we tried. He said he’d found the whereabouts of Dragon Tiger Mountain’s town treasure, the Heavenly Master Sword.”

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Had the whereabouts of the Heavenly Master Sword been found so quickly?

Ye Qiu found it strange.

Dragon Tiger Mountain had searched for centuries without locating the Heavenly Master Sword. How could Master Changmei have found it so soon after returning?

Moreover, when they were in the capital, Ye Qiu had checked Master Changmei’s condition. Given his state at the time, he should have been able to hold on for a few more months. How could he deteriorate so rapidly?

At that moment, Shuisheng spoke, “Uncle-Master used the Secret Art of Heavenly Divination multiple times to locate the Heavenly Master Sword, which worsened his injuries.”

So that was it.

Ye Qiu immediately said, “Shuisheng, send me your location. I’ll come to you right away.”

“Alright, Dr. Ye.”

The call ended.

Ten seconds later, Ye Qiu received the location.

He opened the map and checked it, realising that Lingshan County was in the south of the country, known in ancient times as the Land of Baiyue. It was 1,500 kilometres away from Jiangzhou.

Driving there would take nearly twenty hours.

Ye Qiu hurried back to the beauty salon, intending to inform Lin Jingzhi before leaving. However, the salon was in the middle of its press conference, with Lin Jingzhi, Qin Wan, and Tang Tang all seated on stage.

Ye Qiu instructed Xiao Zhan, “Keep a close eye on things here. Don’t let your guard down.”

“After the conference ends, have Han Long escort Tang Tang back to her hotel. Until she leaves Jiangzhou, she needs round-the-clock protection.”

“Also, apologise to Tang Tang for me. Tell her I can’t stay with her.”

“Boss, where are you off to?” Xiao Zhan asked hurriedly.

Ye Qiu replied, “I’ve got something critical to deal with. Xiao Zhan, I’m entrusting Jiangzhou to you and Han Long. Don’t let me down.”

“Don’t worry, Boss. I won’t disappoint you,” Xiao Zhan said, thumping his chest in assurance.

Ye Qiu glanced up at the three women on stage, then turned and headed home. He retrieved the Emperor Sword Chixiao and set off for Lingshan County.

…

It was 3 a.m. when Ye Qiu arrived in Lingshan County.

The journey had been exhausting—first a flight, then a train, and finally a bumpy bus ride to reach the county.

As soon as Ye Qiu stepped out of the bus station, a middle-aged woman intercepted him. She held a white sign with the words “Accommodation and Meals” written in red.

Ye Qiu instantly understood her intent and said, “I don’t need a place to stay.”

“You don’t have to stay, but you can eat. At this hour, my restaurant’s the only one still open. Everywhere else won’t open until morning,” the woman replied.

“I’m not hungry,” Ye Qiu said, starting to walk away.

The woman blocked him again, saying, “Handsome, how about internet? Six hundred for the night.”

“Six hundred?”

Ye Qiu thought he’d misheard. As far as he knew, even in first-tier cities, internet access didn’t cost that much.

And Lingshan County was just a small, eighteenth-tier town.

“Isn’t that a bit steep?” Ye Qiu remarked.

“Not at all,” the woman said, waving her hand dismissively. She lowered her voice and added mysteriously, “The computers at my place are top-notch—great performance, amazing experience. Guaranteed to satisfy you.”

Her words sounded odd. Ye Qiu said, “Are you talking about computers? It doesn’t sound like it.”

“Are you really that clueless, or just pretending?” The woman grew impatient. “Fine, I’ll be blunt. I’ve got girls.”

“One fifty for a quickie, six hundred for the night.”

“So, interested? Come with me if you are.”

Bloody hell, with my looks, do I look like I’m short of women?

You’re insulting my charm, aren’t you?

“Do you know what I do?” Ye Qiu’s face darkened. “I’m a police officer.”

“What?”

The woman’s expression changed drastically, and she turned and bolted.

“Bad luck!” Ye Qiu muttered, then opened his phone and followed the navigation, walking straight along the street.

Fifteen minutes later, he arrived beneath the county guesthouse.

Ye Qiu called Master Changmei’s number, and Shuisheng answered. “I’m here, downstairs at the guesthouse.”

“Dr. Ye, wait a moment. I’ll come down to get you.”

Three minutes later, a clean-cut young man opened the guesthouse door and stepped out.

The young man’s attire was peculiar. He wore a Taoist robe, but his feet sported a pair of Li-Ning Wudao sneakers. His head was completely bald, not a single hair in sight.

Without the robe, he’d look more like a little monk.

Was this the old man’s nephew-disciple, Shuisheng?

The bald youth approached Ye Qiu and asked, “Are you Dr. Ye Qiu?”

“That’s me,” Ye Qiu replied. “Where’s the old man?”

“Uncle-Master’s in the room, still unconscious. Dr. Ye, come with me quickly.” Shuisheng led Ye Qiu into the guesthouse.

Built in the ‘90s, the guesthouse had a concrete floor and was in severe disrepair. It was filthy, with melon seed shells and cigarette butts littering the corridors, and a foul stench hung in the air.

Second floor.

The room at the far end.

“This is where Uncle-Master and I are staying,” Shuisheng said as he pushed open the door.

Ye Qiu stood at the doorway and peered inside, immediately spotting Master Changmei.

The old man lay on the bed, covered with a quilt, eyes tightly shut. His snow-white hair was dull and brittle, like weeds battered by harsh frost.

Ye Qiu also noticed that Master Changmei’s face was ashen, his wrinkles piled up like crumpled wastepaper, layer upon layer, revealing his advanced age.

A pang of sorrow struck Ye Qiu, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Shuisheng said urgently, “Dr. Ye, I’ve heard from Uncle-Master that your medical skills are incredible. Please take a look at him—I beg you.”

Ye Qiu sat by the bedside and took Master Changmei’s pulse.

The next second, his expression changed.

“When did the old man fall unconscious?” Ye Qiu asked.

“Uncle-Master fainted three times during the day and twice at night. The last time was an hour ago, and he spat blood each time,” Shuisheng said. “The first time he fainted, I carried him to the hospital, but they wouldn’t take him. They said they couldn’t treat him.”

“Dr. Ye, can you save Uncle-Master?”

Ye Qiu shook his head. “A backlash injury—I can’t cure it.”

“So, does that mean Uncle-Master only has a dead end ahead?”

Tears streamed down Shuisheng’s face as he spoke through sobs, “After Master died, Uncle-Master was the closest person I had left in this world. He treated me so well. Every time he came back from a trip down the mountain, he’d bring me food, clothes, and things to use. These shoes on my feet—he brought them back for me from the capital this time.”

“Dr. Ye, how much longer can Uncle-Master hold on? I want to take him back to Dragon Tiger Mountain.”

Ye Qiu’s face was etched with grief as he said solemnly, “Based on the old man’s pulse, he has no more than… three hours left!”

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Three hours!

Hearing Ye Qiu’s words, Shuisheng’s face changed drastically.

Though he had long suspected that Master Changmei wouldn’t last much longer, he hadn’t expected that his uncle-master had only three hours left to live.

“If I’d known it would come to this, I should’ve kept an eye on Uncle-Master no matter what and stopped him from leaving the mountain. It’s all my fault, sob, sob…”

Shuisheng’s face was full of guilt as he blamed himself and wept.

Ye Qiu felt terrible too.

He had originally planned to perform a life-extending technique for Master Changmei, but he discovered that the old man’s condition was unique—his vitality was gradually fading away, entirely unlike a typical illness.

Was there really no way to save the old man?

Ye Qiu quickly closed his eyes and accessed the inheritance of the Ye family ancestor in his mind, searching for any life-saving methods within that vast knowledge.

In the end, he found more than thirty different techniques to preserve life.

But to Ye Qiu’s dismay, his cultivation level was too low to use any of them.

What could he do?

Just watch the old man die?

I’m not willing to accept that!

Suddenly, Ye Qiu thought of the innate true qi within his body.

“My innate true qi can quickly heal my own injuries—could it heal the old man too?”

Ye Qiu wasn’t sure if it would work, but with no other options left, he decided to give it a try.

He immediately grasped Master Changmei’s hand and began channeling his innate true qi into the old man’s body.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Master Changmei remained motionless, eyes tightly shut, his face unchanged, showing no sign of waking.

A wave of sorrow surged in Ye Qiu’s heart, and tears streamed down his face.

“Old man, I’m sorry. It’s my fault you ended up like this,” Ye Qiu silently said to himself.

Suddenly, the unconscious Master Changmei stirred, coughing faintly, “Cough, cough…”

Ye Qiu looked down and saw a flush of colour appear on the old man’s ashen face. His complexion improved significantly, and his eyelids trembled slightly, as if he might open them at any moment.

The innate true qi was working!

Ye Qiu’s heart leapt with joy, and he quickly wiped away his tears.

At that moment, Master Changmei opened his eyes. Seeing Ye Qiu in front of him, he said slowly, “Little brat, you’re here?”

“Mm,” Ye Qiu nodded and asked, “Old man, how do you feel now?”

“How could I feel? I’m about to meet the King of Hell soon. Little brat, being able to see you one last time before I die—I have no regrets… Huh?”

Master Changmei let out a surprised exclamation mid-sentence. “Why do I feel stronger than before?”

With that, he propped himself up with both hands and sat up on the bed.

Seeing this, Shuisheng was astonished.

In previous instances when Master Changmei had woken from unconsciousness, Shuisheng had to help him sit up, and even then, it was a struggle for the old man.

But now, Master Changmei had sat up on his own. It was utterly bizarre.

Could it be…?

A terrifying thought struck Shuisheng, and he burst into loud sobs.

“I’m not dead yet, so why the hell are you wailing?” Master Changmei snapped irritably.

Still crying, Shuisheng said, “Uncle-Master, stop pretending. This must be your final burst of clarity before the end.”

Final burst of clarity?

Master Changmei froze. It did seem plausible.

The so-called “final burst of clarity” refers to a moment when a dying person suddenly becomes lucid or briefly energized just before passing.

“Am I really experiencing my final burst?”

Master Changmei raised his hands and carefully assessed himself. He found that not only did his arms feel stronger than before, but his entire body was brimming with energy.

This didn’t feel like a final burst at all!

What was going on?

Suddenly, Master Changmei’s gaze locked onto Ye Qiu’s face. “Little brat, did you treat me?”

He couldn’t think of any other explanation.

Ye Qiu nodded slightly. “I just channeled some true qi into your body. I wasn’t sure if it would work, so I gave it a shot. It seems to have had a decent effect.”

“No, that’s not right. A backlash from the Heavenly Dao isn’t a normal injury. Ordinary internal energy wouldn’t do anything. How could your energy work on me?” Master Changmei asked, puzzled.

Shuisheng chimed in from the side, “Uncle-Master, you misheard. Dr. Ye didn’t say internal energy—he said true qi.”

“True qi?”

Master Changmei’s eyes widened as he stared at Ye Qiu in disbelief. “You’ve cultivated true qi?”

Clearly, he knew what true qi was.

“Mm,” Ye Qiu confirmed with a nod.

“I’m on the verge of death and never managed to cultivate true qi, yet you’ve done it in your twenties. You’re a bloody freak,” Master Changmei said, his eyes filled with a mix of jealousy and admiration as he looked at Ye Qiu.

“Let me check your pulse again.” Ye Qiu took Master Changmei’s wrist and found that the innate true qi had indeed worked. The old man should be able to hold on for a few more days.

“Little brat, why are your eyes so red?” Master Changmei grinned. “Don’t tell me you were crying because you thought I was going to die?”

“I wasn’t,” Ye Qiu denied.

Shuisheng piped up, “Uncle-Master, Dr. Ye was crying earlier. I saw it.”

Ye Qiu turned and glared at Shuisheng. “No one would think you’re mute if you kept quiet.”

Shuisheng said earnestly, “Dr. Ye, lying is wrong. My master taught me when he was alive that honesty is the most important thing in life.”

Ye Qiu: “…”

He seriously doubted Shuisheng’s mental sharpness!

“Old man, you were already in such bad shape. Couldn’t you have just stayed put at Dragon Tiger Mountain? If I hadn’t come today, you’d have had three hours left at most,” Ye Qiu grumbled.

“With my condition, what’s the point of staying on the mountain? Waiting to die?”

Master Changmei replied, “I came here to find the Heavenly Master Sword.”

“My greatest wish in life is to recover Dragon Tiger Mountain’s town treasure. The Heavenly Master Seal has been found, and I’ve mastered the Five Thunder Orthodox Method. All that’s missing now is the Heavenly Master Sword.”

“Little brat, your timing is perfect. I’ve already deduced the general location of the Heavenly Master Sword. Help me find it.”

Deduced?

Ye Qiu’s face darkened at the word. “If I’m understanding this correctly, you mean you figured out the general location of the Heavenly Master Sword through fortune-telling?”

“Smart!” Master Changmei said. “To pinpoint the sword’s whereabouts, I used the Secret Art of Heavenly Divination. That’s exactly why my backlash injury worsened.”

Ye Qiu’s mind erupted with curses.

Don’t you have any bloody self-awareness about how accurate your fortune-telling is?

Using that so-called Secret Art of Heavenly Divination—wasn’t that just asking for death?

With a stern face, Ye Qiu asked, “Since you’ve calculated it, tell me—where’s the Heavenly Master Sword?”

Master Changmei’s expression grew serious as he declared, “The Heavenly Master Sword is in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains!”