The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine - Chapter 652

Chapter 652: Chapter 652: Finding something after searching everywhere!

Huang Xiaolong had made up his mind to hunt down the Yin snakes in the Canglong Ridge and Canglong Pond the next day. Moreover, Huang Xiaolong was well aware of the “Yin Petal Grass” that the Bian family was trying to harvest. It was an extremely rare spirit grass with pronounced Yin properties. Huang Xiaolong planned to gather some for alchemy while he was there.

“Little Long, tomorrow I’ll gather some manpower to accompany you,” Ma Chuxia wouldn’t naturally stand idly by.

Xia Ying, Miao Erfang, and Zhou Mi, three beauties, also wanted to go with him.

Ma Chuxia remarked with amusement, “Ladies, this is not a sightseeing trip. The Qin Mountain Range is inherently filled with countless secrets and dangers. Considering the Bian family’s people and Zhuo Lengzhou are going to make trouble, I think you should stay behind.”

Xia Ying declared, “As an ancient martial arts grandmaster, I’m interested in seeing this.”

Ma Chuxia looked at Huang Xiaolong for approval, who nodded in agreement.

So the decision was made. The trip to Canglong Ridge would be lead by Huang Xiaolong and Ma Chuxia. Xia Ying would join them, and 50 elite members of the Mysticism Society would be dispatched. As for Miao Erfang and Zhou Mi, they would reluctantly have to stay in the city area.

That day, Huang Xiaolong stayed at the mansion of the Mysticism Society and taught Ma Chuxia how to paint the Shore’s Flower, enabling Ma Chuxia to capture ghosts for spell creation.

Ma Chuxia treasured the opportunity Huang Xiaolong gave him to learn, considering Huang Xiaolong’s elevated status, vast knowledge, and immeasurable power. Very few people could match him in this era. Anything he casually taught would benefit someone for life and allow them to dominate their surroundings.

Other members of the Mysticism Society, both male and female Taoists, wished to learn from Huang Xiaolong too, but knowing Taoist teachings should not be frivolously distributed, Huang Xiaolong naturally would not teach them easily.

Huang Xiaolong taught Ma Chuxia how to paint the Shore’s Flower until late at night. After a passionate kiss with Ma Chuxia, Huang Xiaolong went back satisfactorily to the room prepared for him.

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The night fell.

In Dong’an City.

Inside a Presidential suite in a hotel.

Several imposing men sat on a genuine leather sofa, all of them as steady as a mountain.

Among these men, three of them were from the Bian family when they attempted to use counterfeit herbs to trade for treasures with Ma Chuxia only to have their plot seen through by Huang Xiaolong.

There was also a man around twenty, dressed in brand-name clothes, appearing dashing and handsome. However, his gaze was sharp as knives, his aura was fierce beyond words.

One could occasionally see a purple aura flashing between his eyebrows, giving an impression of fortune. Purple is, after all, the color of wealth!

“Bian Mudong”, this second monstrous genius of the Bian family’s current generation! His talent and reputation were second only to “Bian Muyan”–a young master. He had condensed eighty-eight True Qi channels and could even create three-stripe elixirs, rightfully being hailed as the future pillar and key figure of the Bian family!

Before the group of three Bian family members who had gone to trade with Ma Chuxia, “Bian Mudong” had such an imposing presence that they didn’t dare to act naturally. They continued to nodding obediently, quite similar to obedient servants!

Sitting across from them was Zhuo Lengzhou, his face seething with rage, his eyes filled with resentment!

“Hmph! I can’t believe that bastard Ma Chuxia has invited such a powerful helper! Summoning ghosts and casting spells, devilish and heretical practices!” Zhuo Lengzhou complained angrily.

“Wait a moment~~~” one member of the Bian family interjected with a furrowed brow. “Didn’t we already poison and kill Ma Chuxia, the president of the Mysticism Society? Taoist Master Zhuo, we wished for you to take over the Mysticism Society this time…”

“Oh, so it was really you who acted. I thought Ma Chuxia was faking her death to deceive me,” Zhuo Lengzhou pondered for a moment, a look of disbelief crossing his face. “Indeed, when I visited the Mystic Society’s den, I saw with my own eyes that Ma Chuxia was already dead. But then, a villain appeared out of nowhere and miraculously brought her back to life!”

“Impossible!” The three members of the Bian family exclaimed in unison. “Ma Chuxia was clearly poisoned by our family’s deadliest poison, the ‘Triple Worm Triple Grass Poison’. Even a martial grandmaster who has condensed 50 channels of True Qi could easily be killed by this poison. It is extremely rare and not much of it is stored in our Bian family… it’s impossible that it didn’t kill Ma Chuxia! Furthermore, we witnessed her being poisoned ourselves, the poison reaching her bones. There was no cure, so we felt at ease to leave… Taoist Master Zhuo, you must be joking, aren’t you?”

Zhuo Lengzhou argued with a flushed face. “I saw it with my own eyes! Don’t you believe me? Are you implying that I can’t even distinguish between the dead and the living?”

Seeing that both sides were about to fall into a heated argument.

Bian Mudong calmly interrupted, “Stop quarreling.”

His voice was incredibly cultured and elegant, but it was filled with a bewitching charm that compelled others to believe him.

“Resurrection from death…” Bian Mudong’s emotions remained unfathomable, his demeanor unchanging even upon hearing such an unimaginable matter. Just this exemplified his remarkable self-control, marking him as an important figure. “I suspect, the villain that Taoist Master Zhuo spoke of may be the same person who humiliated my three cousins with his magic artifact, by cooking the divine rice, during the time our Bian family exchanged treasures with the Mystic Society.”

At this point, a fleeting glint of greed flashed across Bian Mudong’s eyes as he muttered to himself, “Such a magic artifact, capable of cooking spirit rice. Its effect is equivalent to the Triple Pattern Pill that our Bian family concocts… Excellent. From ancient times, treasures always belong to the capable. That person may not possess the virtue or power to possess such a treasure…”

The three Bian family members also murmured, “Yes, cousin, it could very well be the same person.”

“Taoist Master Zhuo, do you know the name and background of this villain?” Bian Mudong asked with a smile.

“Well…, well…, the background…, I’m not sure about his background…” Zhuo Lengzhou showed an embarrassed expression. Each time he remembered Huang Xiaolong, he could feel his face burning up with the memory of the utter humiliation that had flooded his entire being. “However, I have arranged to meet him at the Canglong Pond near Mount Canglong to hunt down Yin Snakes tomorrow. We’ll find a way to get rid of him then!”

“Hmm…” Bian Mudong stated confidently. “The Yin Petal Grass that grows near Canglong Pond is an extremely Yin object. If our Bian family can obtain it, we might be able to refine a Four Pattern Pill. We can’t afford to fail this mission. That’s why the family sent me. This time, regarding the collection of Yin Petal Grass, I have to rely on Taoist Master Zhuo.”

“Hahaha~~ alright, alright, I’m flattered that the Bian family thinks so highly of me. It is my duty to put in my utmost effort.” Zhuo Lengzhou showed a pleasantly surprised expression.

“Rest assured, Taoist Master Zhuo, from now on, you will replace Ma Chuxia and manage the Mystic Society.” Bian Mudong declared as though issuing an imperial decree.

Zhuo Lengzhou’s eyes flickered as he lowered his voice, “However, Ma Chuxia isn’t dead yet.”

“She will die.” Bian Mudong answered in an indifferent tone. “The disobedient never live long, don’t you agree, Taoist Master Zhuo?”

At Bian Mudong’s standoffish gaze, Zhuo Lengzhou stiffened all over, breathing heavily. Hastily, he replied, “Yes, yes, I understand.”

After a pause, Zhuo Lengzhou suddenly said, “Right, I remember now, the villain’s name… his name… it might be… Little Long… wait! Huang Xiaolong! Yes, I think that’s his name!”

“What?!?!”

Upon hearing this!

Bian Mudong abruptly stood up, his previously leisurely expression dramatically transforming.

“So it’s him! It’s really him! Hahahaha~~~ when all the searching amounted to nothing, it turns out the solution came effortlessly!” Bian Mudong’s eyes were ablaze with excitement. “At the Ying family’s Clan Meeting this year, a dark horse emerged, humiliating Ying Qingfeng, the crown prince of Ying family with his dominance! Moreover, he restored the Ying family’s lost ancient swordsmanship! Even more surprising, he passed on the ‘Six Vein Divine Swords’ to Ying family! This man is Ying Xiao’s son-in-law, Ying Aoshan’s husband! He is a trump card essential for the resurrection of Ying Family’s glory! If my brother hadn’t been present, we would’ve failed to recognize this person! We need to capture him! Interrogate him for every detail!”

Bian Mudong’s face was filled with malice and greed!

It turns out, this Bian Mudong is the blood brother of Bian Muyan!

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