The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine - Chapter 1072

Chapter 1072: Chapter 1072: Tomorrow, Inherit the Dragon Force! Chapter 1072: Chapter 1072: Tomorrow, Inherit the Dragon Force! Going mad with cultivation?

These words, when spoken, left Mr. Dongfang, Zhan Tang, and several Loose Cultivators behind Huang Xiaolong somewhat dumbfounded…

The envoy before them was from the Qingcheng Sect, a major figure, and a mid-Nascent Soul stage cultivator at that!

The mid-Nascent Soul stage is already an unfathomable realm, let alone one from a major sect!

Huang Xiaolong’s words seemed… somewhat abrupt!

However, Zhan Tang and the others had to admire Huang Xiaolong’s demeanour. Facing a power of great stature from a major sect, he still spoke effortlessly and logically.

“All right, you better hurry back and prepare for what follows,” Huang Xiaolong said, effectively showing the visitor out.

The middle-aged man from the Qingcheng Sect was utterly terrified at this moment! As per Huang Xiaolong’s instructions, concentrating his mana on several acupoints indeed took a toll like thunder striking, and his internal mana burst out wildly!

Fortunately, the middle-aged man maintained a hint of clarity in his critical moment of life and death, quickly extracting the mana gathered at those acupoints, avoiding any dire consequences…

Even so, he was scared to the point of turning pale as a sheet, with dense beads of sweat oozing out. His body felt as if drained of strength!

Trembling, the middle-aged man pulled out a green porcelain bottle from his chest, poured out an elixir, and swallowed it down. His complexion gradually recovered, and his previously listless mana began to rally.

Over the past six months, every time the middle-aged man practiced the “Thirteen Swords of Flying,” signs of muddied mana appeared. At that time, he had some suspicions but wasn’t sure; now, with Huang Xiaolong’s straightforward diagnosis, he grew even more convinced that he indeed had deviated in his cultivation!

“You haven’t fallen terminally ill yet, so you can save yourself, but indeed, you’ve gone mad with cultivation.” Huang Xiaolong said in a playful tone. “This isn’t an injury, nor a disease, it’s a classic case of cultivation deviation, incurable by medicine or stone. Even if a great power of your Qingcheng Sect intervened, they could only prolong your life by a few years.”

“You… this… young… friend…” The middle-aged man trembled, changing his reference for Huang Xiaolong from “young man” to “young friend.”

He thought to himself that even the great masters of the Qingcheng Sect hadn’t noticed his cultivation deviation, yet today, without him using any mana, this verdant youth detailed everything with precision–how mysterious!

‘Could it be that this youth holds the method to save my life?’ The middle-aged man wondered, a strange thought crossing his mind.

Thereupon, he became exceedingly polite, even somewhat meek. “Young friend, I apologize for any offense just now. My name is ‘Yu Tiankui’, and I serve as the head of the Law Enforcement Hall in the Qingcheng Sect.”

Head of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly. It seemed this man held quite a status within the Qingcheng Sect.

Indeed, the reason Huang Xiaolong could instantly see that Yu Tiankui had deviated in cultivation was simple: after assimilating the strand of divine consciousness from Dugu Hong, Huang Xiaolong was thoroughly familiar with the affairs of the Qingcheng Sect!

Dugu Hong was a huge figure in the late stage of Dao Fusion!

Huang Xiaolong had also extracted various sword techniques malpractices of the “Thirteen Swords of Flying” from that strand of Dugu Hong’s divine consciousness.

“Oh, Hall Master Yu. Nice to meet you,” replied Huang Xiaolong with some perfunctoriness.

“Um… young friend… I wonder… I wonder about this cultivation deviation of mine…” Yu Tiankui looked at Huang Xiaolong with hopeful eyes.

“Have you been taking ‘Spirit Grass of Qing’ recently to accelerate your cultivation?” Huang Xiaolong asked with a half-smile.

“Ah!!!!!” Yu Tiankui was struck dumb!

After several breaths, he exclaimed, “Young friend! You truly have a divine tact! Yes, yes! From some ancient materials, I found that taking ‘Spirit Grass of Qing’ could hasten the practice of ‘Thirteen Swords of Flying’… I… I’ve been immersed in this sword technique for over a hundred years, just one step away from perfection. Unable to resist the temptation, I… I took a large amount of ‘Spirit Grass of Qing’ to use the herb’s efficacy to drive the sword technique… Initially, the progress was indeed rapid, breaking through several bottlenecks, but later… it started to feel somewhat wrong…”

Now, Yu Tiankui fully believed in Huang Xiaolong’s words!

“Yes. Taking ‘Spirit Grass of Qing’ can indeed speed up the practice of the ‘Thirteen Swords of Flying.’” Huang Xiaolong spoke complacently. “However, medication depends on the individual. The medicinal properties of ‘Spirit Grass of Qing’ are extremely potent and fiery. Considering your character, I presume you’re the serene, highly strategic type who rarely resorts to violence–a mild-mannered person. If it were someone impulsive, taking ‘Spirit Grass of Qing’ would be all benefit and no harm. But you, heh… What’s your character like?”

With that, Yu Tiankui slapped his forehead and blurted out, “Young friend! You truly are divinely tactful, perfectly strategic! Yes! Yes! Yes! I’m not the impulsive or easily angered type–I’m calculative! I rarely resort to violence! I… I am a slow-tempered person!”

‘A slow temper my foot, I see you as nothing but a smiling tiger–sweet-mouthed but secretly tripping others up,’ Huang Xiaolong thought to himself.

“That explains it. With your disposition, rashly taking ‘Spirit Grass of Qing’ would inevitably lead to cultivation deviation. Now, the medicinal properties have infiltrated your foundation… hehehehe,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.

Yu Tiankui was sweating profusely. “Young friend, this… my… my…”

“Hmm, want to be cured?” Huang Xiaolong asked with a playful smile.

Yu Tiankui immediately nodded vigorously, like a pecking hen. “Yes! Yes! Young friend, I don’t know if you have… some wonderful method…”
“Well…” Huang Xiaolong hesitated.

“Young friend, rest assured! If you cure my manic deviation, I will reward you handsomely! In my Qingcheng Sect, a disciple’s word is as good as gold–we never go back on our word!” Yu Tiankui declared, thumping his chest.

“A generous reward is unnecessary,” Huang Xiaolong said with a teasing smile. “For now, go back. Use ‘Fire Willow Flowers’ to boil water and drink three bowls each day to delay the damage from the manic deviation. However, to fully recover without harming your cultivation… it will take me some time and effort to concoct some elixirs.”

“How wonderful! Thank you, young friend! Thank you so much!” Yu Tiankui was overwhelmed with gratitude, as if he had been granted a royal pardon.

“But, I don’t have much time lately–I’m busy establishing a sect…” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile. “Senior Yu, you are here as an envoy to inspect my Dragon Island… You tell me, am I not qualified to establish a sect?”

Upon hearing this, Yu Tiankui understood the implication perfectly.

He knew that Huang Xiaolong was blackmailing him!

Admittedly, Dragon Island had no significant presence and couldn’t possibly establish any sect.

But now, with his life in Huang Xiaolong’s hands, how could he dare to object?

“Ah, young friend, this island is a land of outstanding natural beauty, with excellent feng shui, perfect for establishing a sect! Hahaha! With tens of thousands of people, it already matches the scale of a large sect! Young friend, rest assured, I will go back and persuade the major sects to send representatives for another inspection!” Yu Tiankui promised fervently. “But, to be honest, whether your sect will gain approval from the higher-ups of these major sects, well… that I dare not guarantee.”

“Hahahaha! Senior Yu, you needn’t worry about that. I promise you, as long as you bring those sect representatives here to Dragon Island, successful or not, I will proceed to concoct the life-saving elixir for you,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

“Phew~~” Yu Tiankui breathed a sigh of relief. “Alright, alright, young friend, I won’t impose any further. I’m going back to Qingcheng Sect now to report this, rest assured, in a few months, representatives from the overseas sects will all come to this island!”

Having said so, Yu Tiankui hurriedly flew away on his sword.

After Yu Tiankui left, Huang Xiaolong deactivated the island’s defensive formation.

“Island Master, you are truly incredible! With just a few words, you’ve coaxed such a bigshot from the Qingcheng Sect into complete compliance!” Zhan Tang exclaimed in disbelief.

“Yes, Island Master, originally Senior Yu from Qingcheng Sect had written off Dragon Island, but your words have made him change his mind completely!” Mr. Dongfang still found it hard to believe.

“What trickery? What do you mean by trickery? He really was going through a manic deviation and he would have died within half a year. I can indeed save his life–that’s an absolute truth,” Huang Xiaolong stated seriously.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

“Now, it’s as if we’ve got the opportunity for the overseas sects to send representatives for a final assessment,” Huang Xiaolong said, smiling. “However, whether we will gain their approval remains to be seen. But I’m not shooting in the dark here!”

Having finished speaking, Huang Xiaolong’s gaze turned towards a mountain range on the island.

The mountain chain, winding like a dragon, had the highest peak at its top–a flat area without any buildings, quite expansive.

Huang Xiaolong performed a sweeping gesture with his hand!

Boom~~~!!!!!

The altar, akin to a model, was then tossed towards the summit of that peak.

The altar grew wildly against the wind!

It landed smoothly and steadily on the peak!

And was deeply embedded in it.

The size of the altar also became as it had been in the giant dragon ruins!

At that moment, looking up, one could see an ancient altar standing on the peak!

A profound oppressive force, centered on the altar, enveloped the entire island!

Most captivating was the dragon head on the altar, immensely large and crafted from an unknown stone, exuding a desolate aura and an immense oppressive force that seemed to disdain all mortal life!

The dragon’s mouth was wide open, as if it were about to spew a world-ending breath!

The tens of thousands on the island all looked up at the altar and the dragon head, feeling a sense of reverence!

“Hmm~~~ do you know what this is?” Huang Xiaolong’s voice spread to every corner of the island, clear to everyone’s ears. “This is the foundation of the sect I’m creating! This is your fortune! Your opportunity! Listen up, tomorrow morning, when the sun rises, you all climb that mountain, ascend the altar, and inherit the dragon’s power! I want to see, among those on this island, who inherits more dragon power!”

Tomorrow! Inherit the dragon power!

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