MD 901 to 910
Miracle Doctor Chapter 901
Three strands of innate true qi, about one metre long, like three true dragons, hovered above Ye Qiu’s head, making him appear as if he were a divine being.
Tang Fei and the others, seeing this scene, were all dumbfounded.
“Is this true qi?”
“How does it look like dragons? Look, there’s the dragon head, whiskers, scales, and claws.”
“Too miraculous!”
Qilin was full of shock.
He had previously heard from the Witch God that Ye Qiu cultivated innate true qi, and he knew a little about the legends surrounding it.
“The Long-Browed Master was right, Ye Qiu possesses great fortune, favoured by the heavens, truly enviable,” Qilin said softly.
Long Ye, standing nearby, asked, “Does cultivating true qi make someone a supreme master?”
“Mhm,” Qilin nodded, saying, “To be precise, a master who cultivates true qi, even if they don’t become a God List powerhouse, can still be a top-tier expert in the world.”
Long Ye asked curiously, “What about you?”
“What about me?” Qilin didn’t catch on at first, asking in return.
Long Ye said, “How many strands of true qi have you cultivated?”
Don’t bring this up, we’re still good brothers!
Qilin glared at Long Ye.
Long Ye understood, patted Qilin’s shoulder, and comforted, “Brother, don’t lose heart. When you reach the Witch God’s age, you might be able to cultivate true qi.”
Qilin wanted to slap Long Ye dead.
Can’t you talk properly?
Is my martial talent that bad?
If I can only cultivate true qi at the Witch God’s age, I might as well smash my head and die, too shameful.
Qilin ignored Long Ye, continuing to watch Ye Qiu, saying, “After this heavenly tribulation, Ye Qiu’s cultivation has broken through significantly. Now, aside from those old monsters, he’s probably unmatched.”
“He’s only in his twenties, not only skilled in medicine but also with such extraordinary martial talent, truly enviable!”
Indeed, reaching the pinnacle of life at such a young age, how could it not make people envious?
Tang Fei was also full of envy.
Long Ye said with a bitter face, “I’m not envious of Ye Qiu’s martial skills or medical prowess, I’m only jealous of his luck with women. Two more beauties have fallen for him, sigh…”
A long sigh, full of the helplessness and envy of a single man.
Tang Fei and the others glanced at Su Luoying and Su Xiaoxiao, seeing the two women staring at Ye Qiu, their eyes blinking, and they inwardly cursed the unfairness of the heavens.
Why is Ye Qiu so young, so handsome, so skilled in medicine, so powerful in martial arts, and liked by so many stunning beauties?
Truly the son of destiny!
On the plaza.
Ye Qiu was intently comprehending.
He discovered that after breaking through to the third strand of innate qi, his strength and other aspects had undergone a qualitative leap.
He felt that with his current power, he could easily defeat a master with six strands of true qi.
Even if he faced the Dragon Girl again now, he wouldn’t need to flee; he was confident he could repel her.
The only thing he couldn’t understand was why the Witch God, who had cultivated ten strands of true qi, never faced a heavenly tribulation, yet whenever he cultivated true qi, a tribulation would descend.
So strange.
“I didn’t expect that triggering a heavenly tribulation to kill the Witch God would bring me such great gains, cause for celebration, though it’s a pity the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old died…”
Roar,
A dragon’s cry sounded.
The three strands of innate true qi returned to Ye Qiu’s body.
Instantly, the wounds on his body healed at a visible rate, and in less than five minutes, all his injuries were fully recovered, his spirit and energy returning to their peak.
His body was brimming with inexhaustible strength.
Ye Qiu felt that even if Lin Jingzhi and Bai Bing fought him together, they would be the ones begging for mercy in the end.
Then, Ye Qiu opened his eyes, activated his heavenly eye, and examined his physical condition.
He was shocked by what he saw.
He discovered, miraculously, that his blood had entirely turned golden, like liquid gold.
“How could this be?”
“I’ve never heard of anyone’s blood being golden.”
“Will this cause problems in the long run?”
Ye Qiu checked again and found nothing abnormal with his body.
“There shouldn’t be any issues for now, let’s deal with the important matters first!”
Ye Qiu stood up.
Instantly, thousands of Dragon Gate disciples knelt on the ground, shouting in unison:
“Greetings, Sect Master!”
“Greetings, Sect Master!”
Their voices thundered, resounding through the heavens and earth.
Qilin, Han Long, and Zhao Hu also knelt on the ground.
Ye Qiu’s gaze swept across the crowd, his voice filled with boundless authority, saying, “In this attack on the Witch God Sect, our Dragon Gate achieved a great victory, slaying the Witch God and exterminating thousands of their disciples, pacifying Miaojiang henceforth.”
“In this battle, the brothers present have made indispensable contributions.”
“I hereby announce that every brother who participated in this battle will be rewarded with one million!”
Hearing this, the Dragon Gate disciples looked up at Ye Qiu, their faces filled with wild joy.
Ye Qiu continued, “Furthermore, for the brothers who sacrificed their lives in this battle, each will receive two million in compensation. I promise here that for those fallen brothers with underage children, Dragon Gate will support them until they are eighteen, and for those with elderly parents over sixty, Dragon Gate will care for them until the end.”
The Dragon Gate disciples were once again filled with excitement.
“In addition, I will order the creation of commemorative medals made of gold. All Dragon Gate disciples who participated in this battle will receive a gold badge.”
“You must understand, this is not just a medal, but a symbol of honour.”
“If in the future you fall in battle or pass away from illness, this medal can be passed to your family. If your family encounters insurmountable difficulties, they can present this medal to seek help from Dragon Gate. As long as the request does not violate the principles of the martial world, Dragon Gate will surely answer!”
As Ye Qiu’s words fell, the crowd erupted in cheers.
“Great!”
“Great!”
“Long live the Sect Master!”
“Long live the Sect Master!”
…
What a brilliant way to win hearts!
Tang Fei, watching from the side, was filled with emotion.
When he first met Ye Qiu, Ye Qiu was just a doctor, but now, Ye Qiu stood on his own, and even his methods had matured greatly.
The policies Ye Qiu just announced greatly boosted the confidence of the Dragon Gate disciples. It was foreseeable that from now on, they would be utterly devoted to him.
After all, Ye Qiu had completely resolved their worries.
Ye Qiu raised his hand.
Instantly, the entire plaza fell silent.
Ye Qiu said, “Zhao Hu, the boss of Yangcheng, has held the fort there for years. This time, he led a long march to aid us in destroying the Witch God Sect, his contributions towering like the heavens. It would be unjust not to reward him. Where is Zhao Hu?”
Zhao Hu respectfully said, “Zhao Hu is here!”
Ye Qiu declared loudly, “Zhao Hu, hear my command. From this day forward, you are promoted to Dragon Gate’s Black Tortoise Envoy.”
Zhao Hu was stunned; wasn’t Ye Qiu the Black Tortoise Envoy?
But he quickly realised that Ye Qiu was now the Sect Master and no longer needed to hold the position of Black Tortoise Envoy.
“Zhao Hu thanks the Sect Master.”
Thud, thud, thud!
Zhao Hu kowtowed three times to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu continued, “Where is Han Long?”
Miracle Doctor Chapter 902
“Han Long is here!”
Han Long responded loudly.
Ye Qiu said, “As the adopted son of Nine Thousand Years, you followed him in battles across the land, risking your life, getting injured multiple times, and making great contributions to expanding Dragon Gate’s territory.”
“You later guarded Jiangzhou for a long time, making indelible contributions to its stability.”
“In this attack on the Witch God Sect, you led our brothers on a long march, slaying countless disciples of the sect, your achievements unparalleled.”
“Therefore, I appoint Han Long as the fifth Dragon Envoy of Dragon Gate, temporarily titled Celestial Envoy, to guard Miaojiang!”
Han Long immediately kowtowed to Ye Qiu, “Thank you, Sect Master.”
“Everyone, rise!” At Ye Qiu’s command, all the Dragon Gate disciples stood up.
Ye Qiu said to Han Long, “Miaojiang has just been pacified, and there are still some uncertain risks. I trust you, so I’m entrusting you to guard Miaojiang.”
“We fought hard to conquer this place, it must not fall into chaos.”
“Immediately arrange for Dragon Gate disciples to hunt down the remaining Witch God Sect members, eradicate them completely, and ensure no future threats.”
Han Long responded, “Understood!”
Ye Qiu added, “The Dragon Gate disciples you and Zhao Hu brought will all be under your command. Assign some to guard Miaojiang and others to track down the Witch God Sect’s remnants. As for you, Zhao Hu, and Qilin, start preparing for Nine Thousand Years’ funeral.”
Han Long asked, “Boss, do you mean we should return to the capital?”
“No,” Ye Qiu shook his head, saying, “Nine Thousand Years’ funeral will be held here in Miaojiang.”
“Miaojiang?” Han Long said, “Dragon Gate’s headquarters is in the capital. Is it appropriate to hold Nine Thousand Years’ funeral in Miaojiang?”
Ye Qiu said, “There’s nothing inappropriate.”
“Nine Thousand Years, during his lifetime, always wanted to conquer Miaojiang. His beloved also died here.”
“Since that’s the case, it’s fitting to hold his funeral here.”
“Nine Thousand Years’ last wish was to have his ashes scattered in the Yangtze River, so let him rest in the Nu River instead!”
Han Long accepted the order, “Alright, I’ll make the arrangements.”
Ye Qiu then instructed Qilin, “Notify Vermilion Bird and Azure Dragon to come to Miaojiang to bid farewell to Nine Thousand Years. Also, inform the regional bosses to lead their Dragon Gate disciples to Miaojiang for the funeral.”
Qilin asked, “When exactly?”
Ye Qiu thought for a moment and said, “Seven days from now!”
“Alright,” Qilin nodded and immediately went to notify everyone.
“Zhao Hu!” Ye Qiu called out to Zhao Hu, saying, “Send invitations to the leaders of the major martial factions, inviting them to attend Nine Thousand Years’ funeral.”
“Yes!” Zhao Hu accepted the order.
After handling these matters, Ye Qiu asked Tang Fei, “Miaojiang is pacified. Are you returning to the capital now, or…?”
“I’ll stay to send off Cao Yuan,” Tang Fei said, “I’ll call the War God later to see if he can come to bid Cao Yuan farewell.”
“Thank you for your efforts.”
Ye Qiu patted Tang Fei’s shoulder and walked to Su Xiaoxiao, saying, “Whether you acknowledge Nine Thousand Years as your father or not, the fact of your blood relation remains. I hope you’ll attend his funeral as his daughter.”
Su Xiaoxiao looked at Cao Yuan’s body, her expression complex. After a while, she nodded, “Mhm.”
Then.
Ye Qiu said to Qilin, “Arrange a few people to look after Nine Thousand Years’ body.”
“Also, find a coffin for him.”
“And notify Vermilion Bird to immediately find craftsmen and arrange manpower. I want a bronze statue built here for Nine Thousand Years, for future generations to pay their respects.”
Qilin nodded, “No problem, I’ll arrange it right away.”
Finally, Ye Qiu’s gaze fell on Su Luoying’s face.
Seeing Ye Qiu staring at her, Su Luoying’s face flushed red, and she shyly lowered her head.
“With the Witch God Sect destroyed, what are your plans?” Ye Qiu asked.
Su Luoying shook her head, saying, “I don’t know.”
Having grown up in the Witch God Sect, Miaojiang was her home, and now, with such a drastic change, she felt lost.
Ye Qiu said, “If you have no plans, then follow me from now on!”
Su Luoying looked at Ye Qiu in surprise, hardly believing her ears.
Seeing her silence, Ye Qiu asked, “What, are you unwilling?”
“No, no, I’m willing,” Su Luoying said, her face glowing like peach blossoms in April, utterly charming.
“Then it’s settled, you’ll follow me from now on…”
Before Ye Qiu could finish, he suddenly saw Su Luoying tremble and collapse to the ground.
Whoosh!
Ye Qiu, quick as lightning, caught her by the waist and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Su Luoying had fallen into a coma.
Su Xiaoxiao anxiously said, “Oh no, my sister’s condition has flared up.”
“What condition does she have?” Ye Qiu asked.
Su Xiaoxiao said gravely, “I don’t know what illness my sister has, but it’s very strange. It comes without warning, and she just faints suddenly.”
Ye Qiu asked, “I remember you said she’s Miaojiang’s top divine doctor. Can’t she cure her own illness?”
Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, “My sister’s condition seems to be congenital. She’s had it since she was young. Many doctors in Miaojiang have tried to treat her, but none succeeded. Over the years, she’s been preparing medicines herself, trying various methods, but she hasn’t succeeded either.”
Ye Qiu grew curious.
What kind of illness is so strange?
He took Su Luoying’s wrist, finding it smooth and soft, like holding a sponge, full of elasticity.
At the same time, a cold sensation seeped from her wrist into Ye Qiu’s skin.
With three strands of innate true qi, Ye Qiu was unfazed by the cold. He held her pulse, carefully examining it.
After a while.
Ye Qiu frowned and said, “Strange.”
“What’s strange?” Su Xiaoxiao asked, “Director Ye, did you discover something?”
Ye Qiu said, “Her body is very healthy, but several of her meridians are blocked, causing an accumulation of cold energy in her body.”
“Can blocked meridians be cleared?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.
“It should be fine, let me check further,” Ye Qiu continued examining her pulse.
Three minutes later.
Ye Qiu’s back straightened, and he exclaimed in shock, “How is this possible?”
Su Xiaoxiao, alarmed by his reaction, asked, “Director Ye, what’s wrong with my sister?”
Ye Qiu replied, “Nine of her meridians are blocked. If they can be cleared, she’ll be fine. If not, she won’t live past twenty-four.”
“What?” Su Xiaoxiao’s face changed drastically, “My sister is twenty-three this year. Does that mean she only has one year left?”
“Director Ye, no matter what, you have to save my sister.”
“I’m begging you.”
Ye Qiu was still in shock.
He didn’t tell Su Xiaoxiao that Su Luoying’s condition was related to her constitution. She wasn’t of an ordinary constitution but possessed the legendary, once-in-a-millennium Nine Yin Absolute Meridians!
Miracle Doctor Chapter 903
The Nine Yin Absolute Meridians is an extremely rare constitution, seen once in millennia, characterized by nine blocked meridians from birth, also known as absolute meridians.
People with this constitution are physically weak from childhood, with heavy cold energy in their bodies, especially suffering greatly in winter, enduring unbearable torment.
Moreover, those with the Nine Yin Absolute Meridians have a lifespan of at most twenty-four years.
There are only two ways to treat it.
First, use a thousand-year-old spiritual herb to clear the meridians.
Second, find a man with the Nine Yang Constitution to bond with, which can resolve the absolute meridians.
As the saying goes, all things in the world complement each other, where there is darkness, there is light, where there is yin, there is yang.
The counter to the Nine Yin Absolute Meridians is the Nine Yang Constitution.
In comparison, finding someone with the Nine Yang Constitution is even rarer than a thousand-year-old spiritual herb!
This information was all gleaned by Ye Qiu from the legacy of the Ye family’s ancestor.
Ye Qiu frowned deeply, never expecting that Su Luoying would have the Nine Yin Absolute Meridians.
What a surprise!
Seeing Ye Qiu remain silent for so long, Su Xiaoxiao anxiously asked, “Director Ye, can my sister’s illness be cured?”
“It can,” Ye Qiu gave a firm answer.
A look of joy appeared on Su Xiaoxiao’s face, but Ye Qiu’s next words turned her expression pale.
Ye Qiu said, “To cure your sister, a thousand-year-old spiritual herb must be used as a catalyst.”
What?
A thousand-year-old spiritual herb!
Su Xiaoxiao’s heart sank into despair.
In this world, even herbs aged a few hundred years are extremely rare, let alone a thousand-year-old spiritual herb, which is unheard of.
Tears welled up in Su Xiaoxiao’s eyes as she said, “A thousand-year-old spiritual herb is so rare, doesn’t that mean my sister only has one year left?”
Ye Qiu shook his head, “If we can’t find a thousand-year-old spiritual herb, she won’t even have a year, at most six months.”
Boom!
Su Xiaoxiao felt as if struck by lightning, stunned, murmuring to herself, “My sister only has six months left, only six months…”
A moment later.
Thud!
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly knelt before Ye Qiu, saying, “Director Ye, I beg you, you must save my sister.”
“You’re the Medical Saint, I believe you must have a way to save her.”
“I, I’ll kowtow to you.”
Thud, thud, thud!
Su Xiaoxiao frantically kowtowed to Ye Qiu.
“Xiaoxiao, get up!” Ye Qiu said.
“I won’t get up unless you promise to save my sister,” Su Xiaoxiao said, “Director Ye, as long as you can cure my sister, I, Su Xiaoxiao, am willing to serve you as a slave, to work like an ox or a horse. Director Ye, I beg you, sob…”
As she spoke, Su Xiaoxiao began to sob softly.
Like Su Luoying, she was an adopted daughter of the former Witch God Sect leader. Though not related by blood, they grew up together, their bond deeper than that of real sisters.
Being a few years younger, Su Xiaoxiao had always been cared for by Su Luoying. Now, learning that Su Luoying had only six months left, Su Xiaoxiao’s heart ached.
Thus, as long as there was even a sliver of hope, no matter the cost, she would fight for it.
Ye Qiu sighed and said, “Xiaoxiao, get up!”
“Su Luoying still has six months. I’ll do my best to find a thousand-year-old spiritual herb within that time.”
“If I really can’t find one, I’ll think of another way to extend her life.”
Su Xiaoxiao said gratefully, “Thank you, Director Ye.”
Ye Qiu helped Su Xiaoxiao up, feeling some pity for the girl. So young, yet having faced so many hardships, it wasn’t easy. He said, “Xiaoxiao, don’t call me Director anymore, call me Big Brother!”
Big Brother?
Su Xiaoxiao looked at Ye Qiu in confusion.
Ye Qiu said, “Nine Thousand Years wasn’t just my mentor, he was an elder I respected. You’re his daughter, so calling me Big Brother isn’t too much.”
Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Ye Qiu and shyly called out, “Big, Brother…”
“Mhm,” Ye Qiu smiled, his gaze falling on Su Luoying.
“Big Brother, can you wake my sister up now?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.
“Yes,” Ye Qiu said, pulling out a golden needle and inserting it into the top of Su Luoying’s head.
With a flick of his finger.
“Buzz!”
The golden needle vibrated, emitting a humming sound.
Thirty seconds later.
Su Luoying slowly opened her eyes, seeing Ye Qiu’s handsome face. Her cheeks flushed as she said, “Young Master…”
“You fainted earlier,” Ye Qiu explained.
Su Xiaoxiao added, “Big Brother woke you up.”
Only then did Su Luoying realize she was lying in Ye Qiu’s arms, her face growing even redder as she struggled to stand.
“Don’t move,” Ye Qiu said, withdrawing the golden needle before helping Su Luoying up.
Su Luoying said gratefully, “Young Master, you’ve saved me twice. I have no way to repay such great kindness.”
Though she had lived in Miaojiang her whole life, her voice was as soft and melodious as the Wu dialect of Jiangnan, stirring pity in those who heard it.
“No need to be polite, Miss,” Ye Qiu smiled.
Su Luoying said, “From now on, Luoying will follow Young Master. Whatever you need me to do, just say.”
Ye Qiu said, “There’s nothing for you to do for now. Stay with Xiaoxiao. I have some matters to attend to.”
“Alright, go handle your business, Young Master.”
Ye Qiu nodded slightly and turned to leave.
Su Luoying gazed at Ye Qiu’s departing figure, her eyes filled with deep affection, lingering for a long while.
“Sister, what do you think of Ye Qiu?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.
“He’s great,” Su Luoying blurted out.
“Just great?”
“Xiaoxiao, what do you mean?”
Su Xiaoxiao said, “Sister, why don’t you marry Ye Qiu?”
Su Luoying’s expression turned shy, “Xiaoxiao, what nonsense are you talking about!”
Su Xiaoxiao pouted, “Nonsense? Sister, you’ve been staring at Ye Qiu, your soul practically stolen by him, and you dare say you don’t want to marry him?”
Su Luoying, overcome with shyness, feigned anger, “Xiaoxiao, if you keep saying such things, I’ll ignore you.”
Su Xiaoxiao said seriously, “Sister, if you like Ye Qiu, you need to prepare yourself.”
Su Luoying asked, puzzled, “What do you mean?”
Su Xiaoxiao said, “Ye Qiu has quite a few romantic confidantes.”
Su Luoying said, “Young Master Ye is handsome, highly skilled in martial arts, and a Medical Saint. It’s only natural that many people like him.”
“I’ve never thought about marrying him.”
“As long as I can stay by his side, I’m content.”
Su Xiaoxiao sighed inwardly, thinking, “It’s over, another one has fallen. Truly, one encounter with Ye Qiu ruins a lifetime.”
…
After the news of Cao Yuan’s death spread, regional Dragon Gate bosses gradually arrived with their followers to attend the funeral.
Early on the third day.
Just after Ye Qiu finished breakfast, Qilin walked in and said, “Sect Master, Azure Dragon and Vermilion Bird have arrived.”
Ye Qiu immediately said, “Quick, take me to see them.”
“Alright…”
Before Qilin could finish, a cold voice came from outside, “Vermilion Bird pays respects to the Sect Master!”
Miracle Doctor Chapter 904
“Vermilion Bird pays respects to the Sect Master!”
A cold voice rang out from outside, followed immediately by another familiar voice.
“Azure Dragon pays respects to the Sect Master!”
Vermilion Bird and Azure Dragon had arrived.
As the right and left hands of Nine Thousand Years, Ye Qiu naturally couldn’t afford to neglect them and quickly got up to greet them.
Stepping outside, he saw Azure Dragon in a wheelchair, his complexion slightly better than before, offering a faint smile to Ye Qiu.
“How’s your health?” Ye Qiu asked.
“Much better,” Azure Dragon said, pointing to the woman beside him, “Sect Master, this is Vermilion Bird.”
Ye Qiu then turned his gaze to Vermilion Bird.
He was momentarily stunned.
Beautiful!
The woman before him had fair skin, delicate features, cherry lips, and peach-like cheeks, truly a peerless beauty.
In terms of appearance alone, she was in no way inferior to Su Luoying.
But her aura was entirely different from Su Luoying’s.
Standing there, the woman held herself with a straight posture, exuding a cold, proud demeanor, like an unapproachable snow-capped peak.
Ye Qiu had heard from Qilin before that Cao Qingcheng’s beauty was breathtaking, comparable to the capital’s top heiress. Seeing her today, she indeed stood out as extraordinary.
“You’re Nine Thousand Years’ sworn sister, Vermilion Bird Cao Qingcheng?”
While Ye Qiu was sizing up Vermilion Bird, Cao Qingcheng was also observing him.
Though she knew Ye Qiu’s identity and background, this was her first time meeting him in person.
Her first impression of Ye Qiu could be summed up in three words.
Handsome!
Young!
Cao Qingcheng glanced at Ye Qiu twice, then bowed respectfully, saying, “Vermilion Bird pays respects to the Sect Master!”
“We’re all family here, no need for formalities. Come inside and talk,” Ye Qiu said, personally pushing Azure Dragon’s wheelchair into the room.
Since they were to hold Nine Thousand Years’ farewell in Miaojiang, Ye Qiu was temporarily staying in a house belonging to the Witch God Sect.
As Cao Qingcheng entered, she noticed Su Luoying and Su Xiaoxiao, pausing in surprise.
She hadn’t expected to find two stunningly beautiful women in Ye Qiu’s room.
Cao Qingcheng was momentarily captivated by Su Luoying’s beauty, then shocked by Su Xiaoxiao’s figure.
Heavens, what does this girl eat to be so… endowed?
Cao Qingcheng asked Ye Qiu, “Sect Master, which of these two is Su Xiaoxiao?”
“I am,” Su Xiaoxiao said, looking at Cao Qingcheng with confusion, “And you are?”
Cao Qingcheng stepped forward and slapped Su Xiaoxiao across the face.
Slap!
Her action left everyone puzzled.
Su Xiaoxiao, a bit angry, demanded, “Who are you, old woman? Why did you hit me?”
Cao Qingcheng wasn’t actually old, only about twenty-five or twenty-six, but hearing Su Xiaoxiao call her an old woman, her brows furrowed, and she said coldly, “Listen well, my name is Cao Qingcheng.”
“Cao Yuan is my big brother.”
“By seniority, you should call me Aunt.”
Aunt?
Su Xiaoxiao was stunned, then glanced at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu said, “You were once the saintess of the Witch God Sect, so you should be familiar with Dragon Gate’s higher-ups. She is Vermilion Bird, one of the four Dragon Envoys, and your father’s sworn sister.”
Su Xiaoxiao, a bit embarrassed, said, “I didn’t know her identity…”
“You didn’t know before, but now you do, right?” Cao Qingcheng said assertively, cutting off Su Xiaoxiao, “Big Brother died because of you. I slapped you because I was angry.”
“Now my anger is gone.”
“From now on, I’m your aunt. If anyone dares to bully you, tell me, and I’ll wipe them out for you.”
Su Xiaoxiao felt a touch of warmth in her heart.
Though Cao Qingcheng’s actions were a bit overbearing, she meant no harm.
“Thank you, Aunt,” Su Xiaoxiao said gratefully.
Cao Qingcheng’s gaze then fell on Su Luoying, saying, “If I’m not mistaken, you must be Su Luoying, the current leader of the Witch God Sect?”
“That’s me,” Su Luoying replied politely.
Cao Qingcheng said to Ye Qiu, “Sect Master, as the leader of the Witch God Sect, Su Luoying is also a key culprit. I suggest executing her on the spot to honor Nine Thousand Years’ spirit in heaven.”
At her words, Su Luoying’s face paled instantly.
Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly said, “No! My sister is only the nominal leader of the Witch God Sect, with no real power. All the actions of the sect’s disciples were ordered by the Witch God and have nothing to do with her.”
Cao Qingcheng said, “She’s the sect leader. Even if her subordinates did wrong, she, as the leader, cannot escape responsibility.”
“Even if she had no real power, with the Witch God Sect’s disciples committing atrocities like burning, killing, and plundering, does she truly bear no responsibility?”
“Sect Master, I still suggest killing her.”
Ye Qiu felt a headache coming on.
This Vermilion Bird, beautiful as she was, why did she have to stir up trouble right away?
Ye Qiu glanced at Qilin and Azure Dragon, hoping they’d say something, but the two acted as if they saw nothing, completely ignoring him.
“Ahem…”
Ye Qiu coughed twice and said, “Vermilion Bird, Xiaoxiao is right. Although Su Luoying is the leader of the Witch God Sect, she’s only a figurehead and hasn’t done any evil.”
“Moreover, she’s Miaojiang’s top divine doctor and has treated many of its people.”
“Now that the Witch God is dead and the sect is destroyed, let the past stay in the past!”
Hearing Ye Qiu’s words, Su Luoying cast him a grateful look.
Cao Qingcheng let out a cold snort, saying, “Whether the Sect Master wants to execute her or let her go, I have no say, but I’ll keep my opinion.”
Azure Dragon finally spoke, “Vermilion Bird, that’s enough. Sect Master, let’s discuss business!”
“Alright,” Ye Qiu gave Su Xiaoxiao a look, and she immediately led Su Luoying out of the room.
Once they left, Ye Qiu asked Azure Dragon, “Why did you arrive so late?”
According to the original plan, Azure Dragon and Vermilion Bird were supposed to arrive in Miaojiang the next day, but now it was the third day.
Azure Dragon explained, “The Sect Master said to build a bronze statue for Nine Thousand Years. Vermilion Bird and I have been busy with that these past two days.”
Ye Qiu asked, “How’s the statue coming along? It’d be great if it could be ready before Nine Thousand Years’ funeral.”
“It’s already done,” Cao Qingcheng said, “The statue is on its way here. It should arrive in about ten hours.”
Ye Qiu was delighted, “Excellent.”
Then, Ye Qiu instructed, “I had Zhao Hu send invitations to the major martial factions, inviting them to attend the funeral in Miaojiang. They should be arriving soon.”
“Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, you two will be in charge of receiving the guests.”
“Qilin, you’re responsible for security.”
“Any issues?”
The three replied in unison, “No issues.”
“Good,” Ye Qiu said, “This time, as we bid farewell to Nine Thousand Years, we must make it grand and flawless. If anyone dares to cause trouble, kill them without mercy.”
“Yes!” Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, and Qilin responded in unison.
At that moment, a loud shout came from outside, “Ye Qiu, get out here!”
Miracle Doctor Chapter 905
The sudden shout interrupted the conversation in the room.
A glint of cold light flashed in Cao Qingcheng’s beautiful eyes as she said icily, “Who’s making a racket outside?”
“An old friend,” Ye Qiu said with a smile, getting up and walking out of the room.
Cao Qingcheng and the others followed closely behind.
As they stepped outside, they saw over a hundred Dragon Gate disciples surrounding an old Taoist.
The old Taoist wore a robe, holding a whisk, exuding an air of immortal grace.
“Long-Browed Master?” Cao Qingcheng was taken aback.
The Long-Browed Master pointed at Ye Qiu and shouted, “Little punk, get over here!”
Ye Qiu waved his hand, signaling the Dragon Gate disciples to disperse, then said irritably, “You old codger, what’s wrong with you, yelling like that?”
The Long-Browed Master said, “I’m here to teach you a lesson today.”
“Teach me a lesson?” Ye Qiu laughed as if he’d heard the funniest joke in the world, scoffing, “You?”
“What’s that supposed to mean? You think I’m not up to it? I’ll show you why the flowers are so red!” The Long-Browed Master beckoned at Ye Qiu, shouting, “Come here, let me give you a beating.”
Ye Qiu walked toward the Long-Browed Master, grinning, “Old man, don’t talk so big. It’s not certain who’ll beat who today.”
“Little punk, don’t get cocky! After three days apart, you should see me with new eyes. I’m not the same as before,” the Long-Browed Master said smugly, “My cultivation has broken through.”
Oh?
Ye Qiu studied the Long-Browed Master closely, slightly surprised. In such a short time, the old man’s cultivation had improved significantly.
But Ye Qiu wasn’t afraid.
He stopped three meters away from the Long-Browed Master and said, “Old codger, if you want to beat me, come at me!”
“Seeing as you’re old, I won’t take advantage. I’ll only use one hand.”
With that, Ye Qiu put his left hand behind his back.
The Long-Browed Master, seeing this, felt deeply insulted and roared, “Just one hand? You little punk, you dare look down on me?”
Ye Qiu laughed, “That’s right, I’m looking down on you. Didn’t you say you’d beat me? Hurry up and make your move!”
The Long-Browed Master chuckled, “Since you’re asking for a beating, don’t blame me. Now I’ll show you my strength.”
Boom!
As the Long-Browed Master spoke, an aura of a peerless master erupted from him, and at the same time, two strands of true qi appeared behind him.
“So strong!” Azure Dragon exclaimed in shock.
Cao Qingcheng was also surprised, “I didn’t expect the Long-Browed Master to have cultivated two strands of true qi. Impressive!”
Only Qilin pursed his lips, looking at the Long-Browed Master with pity, thinking to himself, “You old fool, you really don’t fear death. Ye Qiu took down the Witch God, who had ten strands of true qi. Why would he be afraid of you?”
The Long-Browed Master said proudly to Ye Qiu, “Kid, now you see how powerful I am, don’t you?”
“Let me tell you, I’ve cultivated two strands of true qi.”
“Even if Xiao Jiu stood before me now, I could slap him dead with one palm.”
“So, are you scared?”
“Actually, you’ve been pretty good to me, so I won’t make things hard for you. Just treat me to some good food and wine, and I won’t beat you…”
“No way!” Ye Qiu interrupted the Long-Browed Master, saying, “If you don’t beat me today, you won’t get another chance.”
“You know my cultivation speed isn’t slow either. What if, in a while, my cultivation surpasses yours?”
“There’s an old saying: seize the opportunity, or it’s gone forever. I suggest you take your chance. Come on, beat me!”
With that, Ye Qiu beckoned provocatively at the Long-Browed Master.
“You little punk, you’re such a blockhead. You know you’re no match for me, yet you still want a beating. What’s your deal?”
The Long-Browed Master looked exasperated, saying, “Since you’ve put it like that, if I don’t beat you, I’d be letting you down, wouldn’t I?”
“Fine, I’ll give you a beating.”
“But let me make this clear, little punk, when I beat you in a bit, you’re allowed to fight back.”
“Though fighting back won’t do you much good, it’ll let you experience my prowess. After all, I’m a powerhouse with two strands of true qi.”
With that, the Long-Browed Master charged at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu stood still, smiling as he watched the Long-Browed Master approach.
When the Long-Browed Master reached Ye Qiu and was about to strike, he suddenly noticed Ye Qiu’s bright smile, felt a jolt of alarm, and quickly retreated.
“What are you playing at? Weren’t you going to beat me? Why’d you back off?” Ye Qiu asked.
The Long-Browed Master eyed Ye Qiu warily, “Little punk, you’re not planning some dirty trick, are you?”
Ye Qiu laughed, “Am I that kind of despicable person?”
“Yes,” the Long-Browed Master nodded.
You little!
Ye Qiu, annoyed, said impatiently, “Are you going to beat me or not? If you are, hurry up, I’ve got things to deal with later.”
Having finally cultivated two strands of true qi, the Long-Browed Master wanted to show off and beat Ye Qiu, naturally unwilling to miss the chance.
“Little punk, you’d better swear you won’t use any dirty tricks on me,” the Long-Browed Master said.
Ye Qiu said, “I swear, if I use any dirty tricks on you, may I be struck by lightning.”
That’s more like it.
The Long-Browed Master grinned, saying, “Little punk, here I come.”
“Come on!” Ye Qiu beckoned again.
The Long-Browed Master shot forward to Ye Qiu’s side, raising his palm, only to have his wrist grabbed by Ye Qiu.
Such speed!
The Long-Browed Master was shocked. He swung his whisk with his other hand toward Ye Qiu’s cheek.
But before the whisk could touch Ye Qiu, the Long-Browed Master took a punch to the stomach.
Thud!
The Long-Browed Master grimaced in pain.
“Little punk, go easy…”
Before he could finish, he took another punch to the stomach.
Ye Qiu’s aura suddenly surged, and in an instant, three strands of innate true qi appeared above his head, emitting dragon roars.
“Three strands of true qi! How, how is this possible?”
The Long-Browed Master was dumbfounded.
Ye Qiu chuckled, “Showing off with just two strands of true qi? Tell me, if I don’t beat you, who should I beat?”
The Long-Browed Master hurriedly begged, “Brother Ye Qiu, you misunderstood, I was just joking with you.”
“With your skills, how could I dare to beat you?”
“Let me go, I’ve got some serious business to discuss…”
Ye Qiu released the Long-Browed Master.
The Long-Browed Master breathed a sigh of relief, but at that moment, Ye Qiu suddenly kicked him in the abdomen.
Bang!
The Long-Browed Master flew through the air like a ball, tracing a graceful arc before crashing to the ground twenty meters away, wailing in pain.
…
Meanwhile.
A major event was unfolding in the capital.
Miracle Doctor Chapter 906
A thousand miles away,
The capital,
After the baptism of an autumn rain, the sky was incomparably blue, refreshing the heart and mind,
The Forbidden City,
At the entrance of a grand hall,
Long Qi and Long Ba looked anxious, pacing back and forth, occasionally glancing at the tightly closed hall,
“Brother Seven, we’ve been here for three days, why hasn’t Brother Four come out yet?”
Long Ba whispered, “Could it be that Brother Four had a problem with his training, so…”
He didn’t finish the sentence, but Long Ba believed Long Qi understood his meaning,
Long Qi glared at Long Ba and scolded, “Can’t you say something positive?”
“It’s a time of many troubles, our Forbidden City can’t afford any more accidents,”
“If I hear you say such things again, watch out, I’ll deal with you,”
Long Ba muttered, “If Brother Four is doing fine, then why hasn’t he come out yet?”
Long Qi glared at Long Ba again, wanting to retort but not knowing what to say,
They had been waiting here for three days, and Long Si still hadn’t emerged, which was indeed unusual,
“Sigh!”
Long Ba sighed and said, “Brother Seven, you were right just now, it’s a time of many troubles, our Forbidden City really can’t afford any more accidents,”
“Old Nine is dead, Brother Six was killed by someone unknown, and as for Brother Five, he went to Tianlong Temple and hasn’t been heard from since, it’s likely more bad than good,”
“And that Ye Qiu, not only has he become the Medical Saint, but now he’s also transformed into the leader of the Dragon Gate, truly hateful!”
At the mention of Ye Qiu, a murderous glint appeared in Long Qi’s eyes,
The successive deaths in the Forbidden City were all caused by Ye Qiu,
“Damn it, this Ye Qiu is like an unkillable cockroach, we sent several top experts, how could they all fail to kill him?”
Long Qi angrily said, “Next time I see that kid, I’ll grind his bones to dust,”
Long Ba said gravely, “Though Cao Yuan is dead, Ye Qiu has become the leader of the Dragon Gate, which is not good news for us, after all, the Dragon Gate has a hundred thousand disciples,”
“Once Brother Four comes out, we must find a way to kill Ye Qiu, otherwise, if all the Dragon Gate disciples become completely loyal to him, it will be troublesome to get rid of him later,”
Long Qi scoffed, “The Dragon Gate claims to have a hundred thousand disciples, but they’re just a rabble, nothing to worry about,”
“Brother Seven, don’t underestimate those hundred thousand Dragon Gate disciples, they may be a rabble, but if they unite, it will be no small trouble,” Long Ba reminded, “So, the priority is to kill Ye Qiu,”
Long Qi was silent for a moment, then asked, “Old Eight, any progress on the matter I asked you to investigate?”
Long Ba shook his head and said, “No evidence yet to prove Ye Qiu is Ye Wushuang’s son,”
Long Qi frowned slightly,
Long Ba continued, “Brother Seven, I think we don’t need to investigate this matter, whether Ye Qiu is Ye Wushuang’s son or not, we have to kill him,”
“Hmm,” Long Qi nodded,
Long Ba glanced at the closed hall door and said, “Why hasn’t Brother Four come out yet?”
Long Qi said, “Let’s wait a bit longer, maybe Brother Four has other matters…”
Creak!
The tightly closed hall door suddenly opened,
Then, an old man walked out from inside,
The old man was dressed in a purple python robe, with a golden crown binding his hair, walking with a dragon’s stride and a tiger’s pace, exuding an air of authority without anger,
Seeing the old man, Long Qi and Long Ba trembled, then clasped their fists and bowed in salute,
“Brother Four!”
This old man was none other than Long Si!
Long Si glanced at the two and asked, “Why are there only you two? Where are the other brothers?”
Long Ba and Long Qi exchanged a look, both hesitant to speak,
“Where are they?” Long Si asked again,
Long Qi said tactfully, “Brother Four, the other brothers have encountered some changes…”
“Brother Seven, let me say it!” Long Ba said, “Brother Four, Old Nine, Brother Five, and Brother Six are all dead,”
“What did you say? Say it again!” Long Si’s eyes widened, releasing a powerful aura,
Long Ba shrank back in fear but forced himself to say, “They’re all dead,”
“Damn it!” Long Si stomped his right foot,
Boom!
The floor shattered,
Long Si angrily said, “Old Seven, what’s going on? Who killed Old Nine and the others, was it Ye Wushuang?”
Long Qi quickly said, “It wasn’t Ye Wushuang, it was Ye Qiu,”
Ye Qiu?
Long Si thought for a moment, certain he didn’t know Ye Qiu, and asked, “Who is Ye Qiu?”
Long Qi briefly explained Ye Qiu’s background and deeds, and after listening, Long Si was furious,
“I didn’t expect that after being in seclusion for so many years, I come out to find several brothers dead, killed by an unknown nobody, truly hateful,”
“What a Ye Qiu, daring to kill our Forbidden City people, I think he’s tired of living,”
“Where is Ye Qiu now?”
Long Ba answered, “Ye Qiu is in Miaojiang,”
“Miaojiang?” Long Si raised an eyebrow and asked, “Does he have any connection with the Witch God?”
Long Ba said, “They’re enemies,”
“Cao Yuan attacked the Witch God Sect and died in Miaojiang, Ye Qiu somehow killed the Witch God and became the new leader of the Dragon Gate,”
“Ye Qiu set up a memorial hall in Miaojiang to bid farewell to Cao Yuan, now many Dragon Gate members are gathered in Miaojiang, and some high-ranking members of other factions are likely to send people to pay respects to Cao Yuan,”
A murderous intent appeared in Long Si’s eyes, and he said, “You just said Old Five went to Tianlong Temple and hasn’t been heard from since, his fate unknown?”
Long Qi nodded, “Yes,”
Long Si ordered, “You two prepare, we’ll go to Tianlong Temple to find Old Five first, then to Miaojiang to kill Ye Qiu,”
“Remember, keep our movements secret, don’t let outsiders know, lest Ye Qiu gets wind of it and escapes,”
Long Qi and Long Ba immediately agreed,
“Yes!”
…
Time passed quickly,
In the blink of an eye, it was the sixth day,
That day, Ye Qiu, Cao Qingcheng, and Qinglong were receiving guests, besides the leaders of various martial arts factions like Wudang Mountain, Shaolin Temple, and Laoshan, some business tycoons also came,
There were more than three hundred guests in total,
In addition, over forty thousand Dragon Gate disciples were present,
In the evening,
In the room,
Ye Qiu asked Tang Fei, “Is the War God coming?”
Tang Fei said, “The War God hasn’t replied to me yet, I don’t know if he’s coming,”
Ye Qiu instructed Qilin and the others, “Whether the War God comes or not, tomorrow everything will proceed as planned, to send off His Highness the Ninth for the last time, Old man, is the memorial hall all set up?”
Master Longbrow had been helping set up the memorial hall these past few days, and hearing Ye Qiu’s question, he said cheekily, “You can trust me to get things done,”
Ye Qiu nodded and instructed, “Qilin, Zhao Hu, Han Long, you three are mainly responsible for security tomorrow,”
“Sending off His Highness the Ninth is a big event, no matter what, no one can be allowed to cause trouble,”
“You must take this seriously, if you find anyone trying to cause trouble, deal with them quietly,”
The three, Qilin and the others, accepted the order, “Yes!”
“Alright, everyone go rest, recharge your energy, we have important things waiting for us tomorrow,”
After Ye Qiu finished, everyone got up to leave the room,
Suddenly, Ye Qiu said, “Old man, you stay.”
Miracle Doctor Chapter 907
Master Longbrow stopped in his tracks, waiting until everyone else had left before asking Ye Qiu, “Little brat, what’s the matter?”
Ye Qiu asked, “Why did you come alone this time, where’s Shuisheng?”
“Shuisheng is in seclusion,” Master Longbrow chuckled, “Little brat, let me tell you, Shuisheng is truly a born saint, he’s made great progress, next time you meet, he’ll definitely surprise you.”
“Is that so?” Ye Qiu was somewhat skeptical.
Master Longbrow snorted, “Don’t doubt it, when Shuisheng comes out of seclusion, watch out, I might have him give you a beating.”
“As long as he can beat me, he’s welcome anytime,” Ye Qiu said, pulling a bank card from his pocket and handing it to Master Longbrow.
Master Longbrow immediately became wary and asked, “What’s this? Offering me something for no reason, you’re either up to no good or trying to steal something. What do you want from me?”
Ye Qiu said, “Thanks for setting up the memorial hall for His Highness the Ninth these past few days, this money is your hard-earned reward.”
Master Longbrow’s guard lowered slightly, and he asked, “How much is in the card?”
“Ten million,” Ye Qiu said.
Master Longbrow’s eyes widened, “That much?”
“Want it or not? If not, I’ll take it back,” Ye Qiu made to retract his hand.
Master Longbrow quickly stepped forward, snatching the bank card from Ye Qiu’s hand, chuckling, “Why refuse free money? You’re a good kid after all.”
He hadn’t expected that helping set up the memorial hall would earn him ten million, truly…
Delightful!
Master Longbrow’s joy was evident.
Ye Qiu suddenly said, “Old man, give me two Sword Talismans.”
“What’s that?” Master Longbrow’s expression changed.
“I said, give me two Sword Talismans,” Ye Qiu repeated.
“None left,” Master Longbrow refused outright.
Seeing Master Longbrow reject so quickly, Ye Qiu was secretly pleased, as it only meant Master Longbrow still had Sword Talismans.
Ye Qiu said, “I won’t let you give them for free, one Sword Talisman for fifty million.”
Master Longbrow shook his head like a rattle, saying, “Sword Talismans are so precious, there were only two in total.”
“Last time in the Northern Territory, I impersonated Ye Wushuang and used one Sword Talisman to scare off the Dragon Lady, the remaining one I gave to you.”
“Not to mention fifty million, even if you gave me a hundred million now, there are no Sword Talismans left.”
Ye Qiu said, “Two hundred million!”
Master Longbrow’s eyes darted around, and with a pained expression, he said, “There really are no Sword Talismans left…”
“Three hundred million!”
Greed flickered in Master Longbrow’s eyes, he hesitated for a moment, then continued, “Really, none left…”
“Five hundred million!”
Ye Qiu called out an astronomical price, saying, “Give me one Sword Talisman, I’ll give you five hundred million. If you really don’t have any, then forget it…”
“Deal,” Master Longbrow interrupted Ye Qiu, saying, “I need to get the money first, then I’ll give you the Sword Talisman.”
“Fine,” Ye Qiu asked, “Do you have the Sword Talisman on you? If you do, I’ll transfer the money now.”
Master Longbrow glanced at Ye Qiu and said, “Kid, trying to trick me again?”
“Don’t think I don’t know, if I say I have the Sword Talisman on me, you won’t give me five hundred million, you’ll just beat me up and take the Sword Talisman.”
“Right?”
Ye Qiu shook his head, “I’m not that kind of person.”
“Hmph, I don’t believe you,” Master Longbrow snorted, saying, “I left the Sword Talisman at Dragon Tiger Mountain, when Shuisheng comes out of seclusion, I’ll have him bring the Sword Talisman to Jiangzhou to find you.”
Ye Qiu asked, “How many Sword Talismans do you have left?”
Master Longbrow glanced at Ye Qiu and said, “Not many, just about ten or so.”
Damn, that many?
Ye Qiu immediately said, “Here’s the deal, two hundred million per Sword Talisman, sell me all your Sword Talismans.”
Master Longbrow said discontentedly, “Little brat, you just said five hundred million.”
Ye Qiu said, “You have so many Sword Talismans, they’re useless to you, why not sell them to me? Think about it, ten Sword Talismans would get you two billion, with that money, you can eat well, drink well, and even chase foreign beauties.”
Foreign beauties?
Master Longbrow’s eyes lit up.
Ye Qiu continued, “Old man, picture this, you’re lying on a yacht sunbathing, surrounded by a group of foreign beauties, all fair-skinned and gorgeous, with long legs and ample figures, wearing bikinis and snuggling up to you, some feeding you fruit, some pouring you drinks, some giving you massages, and others winking and flirting with you…”
Master Longbrow closed his eyes, already imagining the scene, practically drooling.
“Little brat, stop talking, I’ll take this deal.”
Hearing Master Longbrow’s words, a smile curled at the corner of Ye Qiu’s lips.
Master Longbrow said, “After we finish Cao Yuan’s affairs, I’ll go back to the mountain to get the Sword Talismans.”
“Fine,” Ye Qiu added, “Old man, I have something else to ask you about.”
“What is it?”
“Do you know where I can find thousand-year-old spiritual herbs?”
Master Longbrow asked suspiciously, “What do you need thousand-year-old spiritual herbs for?”
Ye Qiu was naturally looking for Su Luoying, but he wouldn’t tell Master Longbrow that, saying, “Just tell me if you know where to find thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.”
Master Longbrow curled his lip, “I’m not a god, how would I know where to find thousand-year-old spiritual herbs?”
“These days, even hundred-year-old herbs are hard to come by, and you want thousand-year-old ones? I suggest you give up early, save yourself the time and effort and end up with nothing…”
As Master Longbrow spoke, he noticed Ye Qiu’s eyes flicker, then suddenly changed his tune, “Little brat, there might be one place with thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.”
“What place?” Ye Qiu asked eagerly.
Master Longbrow said, “You don’t need to know where for now, I’m going there in a few days, if there are thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, I’ll bring them back for you.”
Ye Qiu realized the place Master Longbrow was going to was no ordinary place and asked, “Where are you going?”
“You don’t need to know for now, it’s a good place anyway,” Master Longbrow changed the subject, saying, “Little brat, if you have time, come with me, if we’re lucky, we might find a few thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.”
“Alright,” Ye Qiu agreed immediately.
He also wanted to see what kind of place could have several thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.
“I’m going to sleep.”
Master Longbrow waved his hand, leaving Ye Qiu’s room in high spirits, then found a spot with a signal, pulled out his phone, and quietly made a call.
Soon after.
Shuisheng’s voice came through the phone, “Uncle Master…”
Master Longbrow said, “Shuisheng, help me with something.”
“Uncle Master, I’m still in seclusion.”
“Finish this for me, then go back to seclusion,” Master Longbrow glanced around, seeing no one nearby, and whispered, “Shuisheng, go to Huaihua tomorrow and buy me some top-quality cinnabar.”
Shuisheng asked puzzledly, “Uncle Master, what do you need cinnabar for?”
Master Longbrow chuckled, “To draw talismans!”
Miracle Doctor Chapter 908
One night passed.
The next day.
The sky was overcast.
According to the time chosen by Master Longbrow, the farewell ceremony for Cao Yuan was scheduled to begin precisely at three in the afternoon.
At half past two.
Over forty thousand Dragon Gate disciples and more than three hundred guests gathered in the plaza.
When Ye Qiu fought the Witch God that day, the plaza was badly damaged, but Qilin had led people to rebuild it.
Below the cliff, a memorial hall was set up.
In the center of the memorial hall stood a漆黑桐木 coffin, where Cao Yuan, dressed in green robes, lay peacefully, surrounded by fresh flowers and evergreen cypress.
Su Xiaoxiao and Cao Qingcheng, dressed in plain mourning clothes with white headbands, knelt before the coffin, burning paper money.
Ye Qiu, Qinglong, Qilin, Han Long, Zhao Hu, and the regional leaders of the Dragon Gate, also dressed in white, stood on either side of the coffin.
At twenty minutes to three.
“Amitabha!” A resounding Buddhist chant suddenly echoed outside the memorial hall.
Ye Qiu quickly stepped out and saw Master Du’e standing there.
“Greetings, Master.”
Ye Qiu hurriedly bowed, noticing that Master Du’e looked travel-worn, his robes stained with mud, and couldn’t help asking, “Master, you didn’t walk all the way here, did you?”
Master Du’e smiled and nodded, “Indeed. Upon hearing the unfortunate news of His Highness the Ninth’s passing, this old monk left Tianlong Temple and walked all the way here. Fortunately, I’m not late.”
Ye Qiu was deeply moved.
Tianlong Temple was a thousand miles away, and Master Du’e had walked the entire distance, showing profound sincerity.
“Master, please follow me.”
Ye Qiu led Master Du’e to the front row of the guest seats, seating him next to Tang Fei.
“Old Tang, look after the Master for me,” Ye Qiu instructed.
Tang Fei nodded.
Master Du’e smiled, “Benefactor Ye, go attend to your duties, don’t mind me.”
“Alright,” Ye Qiu gave Tang Fei a meaningful glance.
Tang Fei understood, Ye Qiu was asking if the War God was coming.
Tang Fei said, “I haven’t received a reply from the Commander.”
“I see,” Ye Qiu turned to return to the memorial hall when a helicopter appeared in the sky, landing near the plaza.
Soon, an elderly man in a wheelchair was pushed out by guards.
The man wore a military overcoat, his expression stern, exuding an invisible sense of oppression.
His appearance shocked the guests.
“Good heavens, it’s the War God!”
“Am I seeing this right? It’s really the War God?”
“I didn’t expect His Highness the Ninth’s death to bring out the supreme commander of the Nether King’s Hall.”
“I heard long ago that His Highness the Ninth was friends with the War God, it seems the rumors are true.”
“Quick, make room for the War God.”
Though the leaders of these martial factions and business tycoons had long known of the War God’s reputation, their status rarely afforded them the chance to meet him in person.
With the War God’s arrival, Ye Qiu led several Dragon Gate envoys to greet him.
“Greetings, Commander!”
Ye Qiu stepped forward and shook hands with the War God.
“I was delayed by some matters, so I’m only here now, not too late, am I?” the War God asked.
Ye Qiu said, “Not at all.”
“Where’s Cao Yuan? Take me to see him,” the War God said.
Ye Qiu pushed the War God to the memorial hall.
The War God gazed at Cao Yuan lying in the coffin, a trace of sorrow crossing his face, and sighed softly, “What a pity.”
Everyone remained silent.
Then.
The War God lit a stick of incense and said to Ye Qiu, “I’ll go sit outside, proceed as planned.”
“Alright.”
Ye Qiu pushed the War God to the guest seats, and as he was about to leave, the War God called him back.
“Wait a moment,” the War God beckoned, and a guard stepped forward, handing him a box.
The surrounding guests craned their necks, curious about the contents of the box.
The War God opened it, took out a scroll, and handed it to Ye Qiu, saying, “Elder Ye was deeply saddened upon hearing of Cao Yuan’s death in battle. Due to certain reasons, he couldn’t attend in person, so he asked me to give this to you.”
Ye Qiu took the scroll and opened it, revealing a couplet.
The upper line: A star falls from the heavens.
The lower line: The world loses a hero.
The crowd was stunned.
Elder Ye had once held a high position, second only to one, above ten thousand. For such a figure to send a couplet for Cao Yuan was an immense honor.
Ye Qiu examined the couplet, the calligraphy bold and forceful, exuding grandeur.
“Thank you, Commander, please convey my thanks to Elder Ye,” Ye Qiu said politely.
The War God said, “You can thank Elder Ye in person when you get the chance later!”
Outsiders might not understand, but Ye Qiu grasped the War God’s meaning and nodded slightly.
The War God signaled to the guard again.
The guard handed him another wooden box.
The War God opened the second box, took out a piece of calligraphy, and handed it to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu looked at it and saw eight large characters on the rice paper: “Immortal forever, Duke Cao eternal!”
The signature was a single character.
“Tang!”
Ye Qiu knew who had written it, but the guests present did not.
“Who wrote this calligraphy?”
“The style has the charm of the Wei and Jin dynasties, clearly the work of a master.”
“For the War God to deliver it, it must be from no ordinary person, perhaps another figure like Elder Ye.”
As the crowd speculated, the War God spoke, “This calligraphy is personally written by the Supreme Commander, Elder Tang.”
The crowd gasped in shock.
No one expected the Supreme Commander to write an inscription for Cao Yuan, an honor that affirmed Cao Yuan’s life.
The guests were filled with envy.
“Though Cao Yuan was formidable, he was, after all, just a gang leader. I didn’t expect his death to move Elder Tang and Elder Ye, with even the War God attending in person. This is a tremendous honor for both Cao Yuan and the Dragon Gate.”
“Indeed, if I died and Elder Tang wrote an inscription for me, I’d have no regrets.”
“I’m so jealous of Cao Yuan.”
The War God said, “Elder Tang was on a foreign visit when he learned of Cao Yuan’s death in battle and was deeply shocked. He wanted to return to Miaojiang in person but was delayed by some matters.”
“With no other choice, he wrote these eight characters and had them sent back for me to bring.”
“Elder Tang also asked me to tell you that with you now leading the Dragon Gate, he believes you will do even better.”
Ye Qiu promised, “Please assure Elder Tang and the Commander, I will do my best.”
“Hmm,” the War God nodded slightly.
Ye Qiu glanced at his watch, ten minutes to three, and said to Tang Fei, “Old Tang, keep the Commander company for a bit, I’m off to handle things.”
“Go ahead,” Tang Fei waved.
Ye Qiu, along with several Dragon Gate envoys, had just stepped into the memorial hall when a thunderous voice rang out from outside, “Where is Ye Qiu? Come out and face your death!”
Miracle Doctor Chapter 909
“Where is Ye Qiu? Come out and face your death!”
The voice thundered like a bolt of lightning, filling every corner of the plaza, shaking the eardrums of the guests and Dragon Gate disciples.
Someone causing trouble?
Everyone instinctively turned their heads toward the northeast.
Three figures approached, striding forward.
They wore purple python robes, their hair bound with golden crowns, exuding an extraordinary aura.
With each step they took, a “thud” echoed, leaving a five-centimeter-deep footprint in the ground.
“Who are they?”
“Such powerful presence!”
“They don’t seem to come in peace!”
The War God glanced over, his cloudy eyes narrowing slightly; he had already recognized the three uninvited guests.
Long Si, Long Qi, and Long Ba from the Forbidden City!
Tang Fei stood abruptly and shouted, “Men, stop them!”
Swish, swish, swish!
A dozen armed soldiers quickly stepped forward, blocking the path of the three.
“Get lost!”
Long Ba flicked his long sleeve, unleashing a tremendous force.
Bang, bang, bang!
The dozen soldiers were sent flying on the spot.
The guests’ faces changed.
“These three old men have some nerve, daring to touch the Nether King’s Hall’s men. Who are they?”
Tang Fei, enraged by the sight, was about to call for more men when a gunshot rang out.
Bang!
Long Ye fired, the bullet whistling toward Long Ba.
Long Ba seemed unfazed, flicking his sleeve, and the bullet was deflected before it could reach him.
Then, Long Ba coldly glanced at Long Ye.
In that instant, Long Ye felt as if he were being stared down by a ferocious beast, his body chilled to the bone.
“I’ve seen you,” Long Ba said coldly to Long Ye, “Wait your turn. After I deal with Ye Qiu, I’ll kill you.”
The War God’s voice rang out, “Long Ba, today is for bidding farewell to Cao Yuan. Is it appropriate for you to cause trouble?”
“What’s inappropriate?” Long Ba replied, “It’s the perfect time to send Ye Qiu down to join Cao Yuan.”
The War God’s expression darkened.
At that moment, Long Qi spoke up, “War God, last time at the Bai family, if it weren’t for you, we would’ve killed Ye Qiu then and there. He wouldn’t have survived this long.”
“Are you going to stop us today?”
“War God, don’t blame me for not giving you face. Anyone who tries to stop us from killing Ye Qiu today, no matter who they are or what their status, I’ll kill them.”
Hiss—
The crowd gasped.
No one expected Long Qi to be so audacious, openly challenging the War God.
He all but said, War God, if you dare interfere, I’ll kill you too.
The War God smiled faintly and said, “Long Qi, I advise you not to touch Ye Qiu. He’s not only the new leader of the Dragon Gate but also Elder Tang’s grandson-in-law.”
What, Ye Qiu is the Supreme Commander Elder Tang’s grandson-in-law?
The crowd was shocked.
“Enough, War God, don’t try to scare me with Elder Tang’s name. I’m not afraid,” Long Qi said, “Ye Qiu hasn’t even married Elder Tang’s granddaughter yet, but even if he had, I’d still kill him.”
“If Elder Tang knows what’s good for him, he won’t cross us. He knows what happens to those who oppose us.”
The War God rebuked, “Long Qi, you’ve got some nerve, not even respecting Elder Tang?”
Long Qi scoffed, “That’s right, I don’t respect him. What can you do about it?”
The guests were stunned again.
“Where do these three old men come from? How can they be so arrogant?”
“I’ve never seen anyone who doesn’t respect Elder Tang and the War God.”
“So brazen, aren’t they afraid of dying without a burial place?”
The War God stared at Long Qi, his expression grim.
He hadn’t expected Long Qi to be so bold this time, completely unlike before.
Clearly, Long Qi’s confidence stemmed from Long Si.
Long Si had been in seclusion for years, and his strength must have greatly increased upon emerging.
“I wonder what level Long Si’s cultivation has reached?”
The War God’s gaze lingered on Long Si.
Noticing the War God’s look, Long Si said coldly, “Today’s matter is between us and Ye Qiu. I advise everyone here not to interfere, or don’t blame me for being merciless.”
Whoosh!
As Long Si’s words fell, his body turned into a blur. In a flash, he appeared before the War God.
What does this old man want?
Is he going to attack the War God?
Instantly, everyone held their breath, nervously watching Long Si.
Tang Fei was the most anxious, his right hand already gripping the gun at his waist, ready to fire if Long Si made another move.
Long Si looked at the War God, a chilling smile on his face, “I’m going to kill Ye Qiu. You won’t stop me, will you?”
The War God said calmly, “Ye Qiu isn’t so easy to kill. I suggest you back off.”
“Hmph, I’d like to see just how hard he is to kill,” Long Si said, then suddenly threw a punch at the War God.
“Stop!”
Tang Fei drew his pistol.
Hundreds of Nether King’s Hall soldiers also aimed their guns at Long Si.
However, as the fist neared the War God’s face, Long Si’s arm shifted, redirecting the punch to hit Master Du’e, who was sitting beside the War God.
Bang!
Master Du’e took the punch to his shoulder, his body flying out, crashing more than ten meters away.
Pfft!
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Master Du’e stood up, clasped his hands together, and chanted, “Amitabha. Benefactor, this old monk has no grudge against you. Why did you attack me?”
“No grudge?” Long Si said coldly, “I heard that last time at the Bai family, it was because of your interference that my ninth brother died tragically?”
“And my fifth brother went to Tianlong Temple to kill Ye Qiu but hasn’t returned to the capital. Where is he?”
“Du’e, if you don’t give me an explanation today, I’ll kill you and then settle accounts with that old bald donkey Kongjian.”
Master Du’e chanted again, “Amitabha. My master passed away some time ago and has gone to the Western Paradise.”
“That old bald donkey Kongjian is dead?” Long Si was stunned, “Then where’s my fifth brother?”
Master Du’e said, “Benefactor Long Wu, he…”
“He’s dead,” a voice interrupted Master Du’e. Then, Ye Qiu emerged from the memorial hall with Cao Qingcheng and others.
Long Si, not recognizing Ye Qiu, asked, “Who are you?”
“Fourth Brother, that’s Ye Qiu,” Long Ba said, then turned to Ye Qiu, “Ye Qiu, we’ve been looking for you. You dare show yourself? Good, I’ll kill you now.”
Boom!
Long Ba charged forward, throwing a punch at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu remained calm, standing still. Only when Long Ba was two meters away did Ye Qiu leisurely raise his right hand, extending his index finger.
Instantly, a sword’s cry rang out.
Whoosh—
Then,
A bloody hole appeared in Long Ba’s forehead, and his body collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Miracle Doctor Chapter 910
Long Ba was slain by Ye Qiu on the spot, leaving the scene in utter shock.
Everyone’s gaze toward Ye Qiu changed.
They hadn’t expected this young Dragon Gate leader to act so decisively, killing Long Ba without a single wasted word.
The War God glanced at Ye Qiu, a hint of admiration in his eyes.
A man should be ruthless when the moment calls for it—this was a true man!
Long Si and Long Qi were momentarily stunned.
Clearly, Ye Qiu’s decisiveness caught them off guard; otherwise, they would never have let Long Ba be killed right in front of them.
“Old Eight…”
Long Si’s eyes reddened.
Long Qi reacted first, pointing at Ye Qiu and shouting, “Even if a god came today, they couldn’t save you!”
Ye Qiu glanced at his watch and said, “Eight minutes left.”
What did that mean?
The crowd was puzzled.
Ye Qiu looked at Long Qi and Long Si, saying, “The farewell ceremony for His Highness the Ninth begins at three o’clock. It’s now eight minutes to three.”
“Aren’t you two here to kill me?”
“Come at me together! Let’s save time.”
The guests were stunned by Ye Qiu’s words.
Arrogant!
Audacious!
Dominating!
The Dragon Gate disciples, unlike the guests, felt their blood surge with excitement.
As the largest underground faction, the Dragon Gate needed a leader with such commanding presence.
Ye Qiu was that leader!
Long Si said coldly, “I’ve seen plenty of arrogant people, but you’re the first to be this brazen. Kid, Old Seven was right—today, not even a god can save you.”
“Anyone who opposes our Forbidden City, I won’t let a single one go.”
The guests, unaware of Long Si’s identity until he mentioned the Forbidden City, were struck with fear.
“They’re from the Forbidden City?”
“Ye Qiu’s in big trouble now. He might even drag the Dragon Gate down with him.”
“What’s the Forbidden City?”
Some guests, unfamiliar with the Forbidden City, whispered their questions.
“You’ve never heard of the Forbidden City? You’re truly ignorant.”
“Let me tell you, the Forbidden City is the most powerful force in the world. Though their numbers are few, each member is exceptionally skilled. Even if the Dragon Gate has a hundred thousand disciples, or even a million, they’re no match for the Forbidden City.”
“I’ve heard that anyone who’s opposed the Forbidden City in the past has met a grim fate.”
“Ye Qiu killed Long Ba; the Forbidden City won’t let him off. I just hope we guests don’t get caught in the crossfire.”
The guests whispered among themselves.
“Please, everyone, be quiet,” Ye Qiu said to calm the crowd. “You are my invited guests, so rest assured, no trouble will come to you.”
Then, Ye Qiu turned to Long Si and Long Qi, saying, “Time’s short. You’d better come at me together.”
Long Si said icily, “Kid, aren’t you a bit too arrogant? We—”
“Can you stop wasting words?” Ye Qiu interrupted impatiently, glancing at his watch. “Seven minutes left.”
“You want to kill me? Come on then.”
“I’d also like to see what progress you’ve made after all those years in seclusion.”
As for Long Qi, Ye Qiu treated him like air.
Long Qi, furious, said, “Fourth Brother, why use a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken? I’ll slaughter him.”
“Be careful,” Long Si warned. “He just used Tianlong Temple’s Six Meridians Divine Sword to kill Old Eight. Don’t underestimate him.”
Long Qi had already noticed Ye Qiu used the Six Meridians Divine Sword and said, “Old Eight was careless and caught off guard, that’s how the kid succeeded. Don’t worry, Fourth Brother, this kid’s no match for me. Even if he started training in his mother’s womb, I’d still crush him.”
Long Si nodded.
He too believed Long Ba’s death was due to carelessness. After all, Ye Qiu was just too young.
“Kid, your time is up.”
Long Qi stomped his right foot, launching himself like a cannonball, reaching Ye Qiu in an instant.
Smack!
Long Qi aimed a palm strike at Ye Qiu’s chest.
Ye Qiu stood still, unmoving. Only when Long Qi’s palm was twenty centimeters away did Ye Qiu throw a punch.
“Boom!”
Fist met palm, producing a muffled thud.
Both were cloaked in inner energy, frozen in their striking poses, motionless.
Long Qi’s face changed drastically.
He felt a tremendous force surge from Ye Qiu’s fist into his meridians, like a raging storm, shattering his meridians inch by inch.
“You, you…”
Long Qi stared at Ye Qiu, eyes filled with terror.
He couldn’t comprehend how, in such a short time, Ye Qiu’s cultivation had reached such a terrifying level.
What kind of monster was this kid?
Only then did Long Qi realize that Ye Qiu’s killing of Long Ba wasn’t due to carelessness—Long Ba simply wasn’t his match.
Regret crept into Long Qi’s heart. Had he known, he wouldn’t have come here today.
Long Qi opened his mouth, about to call for Long Si’s help, when Ye Qiu’s voice rang out.
Ye Qiu said, “Feeling some regret for crossing me?”
“No need to regret. Even if you hadn’t provoked me, I’d have come for you.”
“After all, we have an irreconcilable grudge.”
Ye Qiu’s voice was low, audible only to Long Qi.
An irreconcilable grudge?
Long Qi suddenly thought of Ye Wushuang. Could it be that their earlier suspicions were true?
“Are you Ye—”
Long Qi was about to ask if Ye Qiu was Ye Wushuang’s son, but before he could finish, Ye Qiu’s fist struck his heart.
Bang!
Long Qi was sent flying.
Long Si, quick to react, darted forward and caught Long Qi. Looking down, he saw Long Qi spitting blood uncontrollably.
“Old Seven, Old Seven…”
Long Si shouted.
Long Qi struggled to say, “Fourth, Fourth Brother, Ye Qiu, he…”
“Don’t speak. I know what you want to say. I’ll kill Ye Qiu now,” Long Si said, preparing to move, but Long Qi grabbed his sleeve tightly.
With his last ounce of strength, Long Qi said, “Fourth Brother, Ye Qiu, he, he’s Ye…”
Thud!
Before Long Qi could finish, his head tilted, and he breathed his last.
He had wanted to tell Long Si that Ye Qiu was Ye Wushuang’s son, but he died before revealing Ye Qiu’s identity.
“Old Seven, Old Seven…”
Long Si checked Long Qi’s pulse and immediately knew the cause of death.
Long Qi’s meridians were completely shattered, and Ye Qiu’s final punch had crushed his heart.
Long Si was enraged.
He had thought that the three brothers coming to Miaojiang would make killing Ye Qiu effortless. He never imagined that before he could act, both his brothers would die.
Damn it!
Long Si placed Long Qi and Long Ba’s bodies together, looking at his unseeing brothers, and said, “I’ll avenge you now…”
Ye Qiu’s voice cut in abruptly, “Five minutes left!”
Veins bulged on Long Si’s forehead as he turned and walked toward Ye Qiu.
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