The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine - Chapter 821

Chapter 821: Chapter 821: The Secret Realm of Kunlun! Chapter 821: Chapter 821: The Secret Realm of Kunlun! “Little Long! Be careful!” Sun Wei couldn’t help but cry out in alarm from the boat.

Huang Xiaolong simply smiled faintly, and with a light tap of his oar in the lake, the boat’s nose shifted slightly in direction. Suddenly, the rapids hit the side of the boat, forming an upward force…

The wooden boat was suddenly thrown upwards, and Huang Xiaolong, Ma Chuxia, and Xia Ying, who were standing on the boat, seemed to be tossed up into the nine heavens, riding on clouds and mist!

With that, the wooden boat was thrown several tens of meters up!

Next, Huang Xiaolong manipulated the oar in the icy river, and the small boat kept rising straight up along the rapids!

In the blink of an eye, the boat had climbed upwards by more than a hundred meters.

The people below stared, eyes wide with disbelief!

“My excellent son-in-law is truly powerful. In my entire life, this is the first time I’ve seen someone sailing against the current…” Ying Xiao exclaimed with a face full of amazement.

“Pfft~~~ Father, Little Long always accomplishes the impossible,” Ying Aoshan said with a beaming smile.

At this moment, Feng Hanyan nodded thoughtfully. “I’ve figured it out! The small boat is using the rapids in the glacier to move upstream! Young Master Huang has grasped the characteristics of the glacier, knowing that the rapids within are like tornadoes, able to swirl and twist. Therefore, following the rapids and with minor maneuvering, the boat naturally starts to ascend. So, in sailing through the glacier, not having rapids is actually not an option; although they seem fierce, if one masters their characteristics, even those without martial arts can move up and down at will!”

“Young Master is indeed gifted. It seems he only observed for a short while before mastering the characteristics of the rapids in the glacier,” said Miss Yan Pianpian with eyes full of admiration. “Actually, this is just like the martial arts principle of ‘using skill over brute force’.”

In fact, everyone present was a Great Grandmaster of martial arts; the logic behind sailing against the current was simple and not so profound.

“Quick! Let’s also go up!” Xuanyuan Zhou bellowed.

Immediately, a group of people rushed towards the center of the lake, trying to seize the remaining few boats.

“Let’s go!” Ying Xiao also gave an order, unwilling to fall behind.

“Don’t rush; inside some palaces in the Ancient City, there are many wooden boats placed. We can simply take those,” Ying Aoshan said.

Indeed, scattered throughout the Ancient City were many wooden boats which initially, nobody knew the use for. Now they finally had an epiphany.

It turned out that the disciples of the Kunlun Sect had used these wooden boats, utilizing the special characteristics of the glacial rapids, to ascend and descend this snowy peak!

Before long, people from the ancient martial families had taken many wooden boats and started ascending to the peak in groups.

Half an hour later, Huang Xiaolong had already paddled the boat to an altitude of 3,000 to 4,000 meters. It wouldn’t be long before he reached the summit!

“Little Long! That’s amazing! This is so fun~~~” Sun Wei cried out happily. She felt that sailing against the current was much more enjoyable than any extreme sports like rafting, rock climbing, surfing, and so on.

“They’re all coming up,” Ma Chuxia turned back to look and saw that the water below was full of wooden boats rising up through the swirling rapids.

“Little Long, with so many people exploring the Kunlun Secret Realm…” Ma Chuxia frowned slightly.

“What’s there to be afraid of? Even the Yin Tribe dares not delve deep into the secret realm. Those ancient martial grandmasters are wasting their time; one careless move and they could die unexpected deaths, losing both their lives and their possessions,” Huang Xiaolong said with an indifferent smile. “However, I am determined to obtain the strongest inheritance of the Kunlun Sect.”

“Little Long, what do you think the strongest inheritance of the Kunlun Sect will be? A martial arts manual?” Sun Wei asked, intrigued.

Huang Xiaolong’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked up towards the peak of the snowy mountain. “I don’t know, but I have a feeling that the so-called strongest inheritance won’t be as simple as a martial arts manual…”

Finally, an hour later, Huang Xiaolong became the “champion,” steering his boat to the summit of the snowy peak!

Huang Xiaolong, Ma Chuxia, and Sun Wei all gazed intently and were instantly taken aback!

They saw that the summit was extremely vast, covering hundreds if not thousands of acres!

One building connected to another, most of them palaces, with structures made of crystal, cloudstone, crystal salt, or even millennium-old firm ice. Almost entirely translucent, they shone brilliantly under the sunlight, with radiant beams dazzling and glinting–it was indeed a marvelous sight rarely seen in the world. Coupled with the surrounding floating clouds, the scene was like a heavenly palace, surpassing the legendary Pearl Palace!

“My goodness! Little Long! It’s so beautiful! So beautiful! Too beautiful! Is this where immortals live?” Sun Wei’s eyes sparkled with stars.

Ma Chuxia couldn’t help but continuously exclaim, “Palaces and flying pavilions, this is what they must be like…”

“Indeed, truly impressive. Is this the ancient ground of the Kunlun Sect?” Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly. “The glory of the Kunlun Sect back in the day can be glimpsed from this. Despite thousands of years, it’s still as good as new, magnificent and majestic…”

Soon, more people steered their boats and climbed atop the peak. Upon seeing the mesmerizing stretch of buildings, they were all astounded.

“Little Long~~~” Ying Aoshan, Mengqi, Xia Ying, Feng Hanyan, Miss Yan Pianpian–these stunning beauties all ran toward Huang Xiaolong.

Ying Xiao arrived with his tribespeople one after another.

“Everyone, let’s explore around and see if we can discover the Kunlun Sect’s legacy,” Xuanyuan Zhou urged greedily, unable to wait.

People from the ancient martial families, however, didn’t dare to act recklessly and looked towards Huang Xiaolong, seemingly waiting for his command.

Ji Zhengyu walked up to Huang Xiaolong and whispered, “Master, this group of buildings is only the outermost legacy of the entire Kunlun Sect. The core legacy lies within the secret realm, which is behind this snowy peak.”

Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly. “First, take me to the passage that connects to the Yin Realm.”

“Master, please follow me,” said Ji Zhengyu. Having revived with the help of Xuanyuan Ba’s corpse, he not only inherited most of Xuanyuan Ba’s martial arts but also retained some of his memories. When it came to this snowy peak, Ji Zhengyu was more knowledgeable than anyone else.

“You guys wander around, I want to take a quick look and will be right back,” Huang Xiaolong instructed Ying Xiao and his wives.

“Little Long, I will come with you,” Ma Chuxia followed up, and naturally, Ying Aoshan, Mengqi, Sun Wei, and Xia Ying obediently stayed by Huang Xiaolong’s side.

After a moment’s thought, Feng Hanyan and Miss Yan Pianpian also silently followed Huang Xiaolong.

Ji Zhengyu led Huang Xiaolong and the others across several palaces to a small square.

There, in the center of the square, was a … well!

Strands of visible black malevolent qi churned and erupted from the well, and from its depths, terrifying sounds similar to cicadas’ chirping emanated, sending shivers down one’s spine.

“Oh, it’s the Yin Tribe’s language, what are they saying?” Huang Xiaolong turned to look at Ji Zhengyu.

After listening for a moment, Ji Zhengyu replied, “Master, they’re saying…’I want to get out… I want to descend upon the realm of men…’”
“Hahaha, they can dream on,” Huang Xiaolong laughed mockingly.

Right away, he took a large handful of talismans from the canvas bag he carried and flung them out.

Instantaneously, golden light burst forth, and each talisman became like a divine being, suppressing the evil spirits.

Swoosh~~ Swoosh swoosh~~ Swoosh swoosh swoosh~~~
Symbols intertwined in the air, quickly forming a golden octagonal hall that spanned half an acre.

The hall, with its main hall as a two-story pavilion, featured triple eaves and a hipped-and-gabled roof. The entire structure exuded magnificence, as if crafted by the heavens. Flying eaves decorated with paintings, meticulous carvings of beams and corners, plus depictions of flowers, insects, birds, and beasts – all were vivid and lifelike.

Not only that, but the octagonal hall also shone with golden light bright enough to rival the sun, embodiments of the Tao materialised, exuding divine radiance; it could subdue ghosts, humans, demons, and gods – suppress everything!

Boom!

With a thunderous noise, the octagonal hall covered the well completely, suppressing all the evil miasma that was spreading from it!

“Those Yin creatures, they crawled out from this well… Little Long, by sealing this pathway to the Yin Realm, you have truly performed an immeasurable deed of virtue,” said Ma Chuxia with a slight smile. Then, turning to Ji Zhengyu, her face grew suspicious. “You’re not Xuanyuan Ba! I’m certain of it, you’re definitely not Xuanyuan Ba. Who are you really?”

Ying Aoshan, Miss Yan Pianpian, and Feng Hanyan also cast their doubtful gazes at Ji Zhengyu.

Ji Zhengyu laughed heartily, “The beautiful ladies are indeed astute. I am not Xuanyuan Ba; I am Ji Zhengyu.”

“It’s you?”

“Yes, indeed, it is I. I was already dead, transformed into an evil spirit. It was the master who brought me back to life through the body of Xuanyuan Ba. This technique of the master’s is known as ‘borrowing a corpse to resurrect the spirit.’ Impressive, no?” Ji Zhengyu boasted proudly.

“Borrowing a corpse to resurrect the spirit?!” Miss Yan Pianpian, Feng Hanyan, and others screamed in horror.

Glancing at the octagonal hall Huang Xiaolong had arranged with symbols, such divine skills simply compelled deep reverence.

“Young Master Huang, you… just who… who exactly are you? These kinds of methods, Hanyan has never even heard of,” Feng Hanyan said, looking at Huang Xiaolong with a complex expression.

“Little Long possesses vast divine powers. What you’ve seen is just the tip of the iceberg. In time, you’ll find that Little Long’s methods are endless, ever-changing, and dazzling,” chuckled Ma Chuxia, encouraging, “Miss Hanyan, Miss Yan Pianpian, you should hurry and become Little Long’s women too, there are plenty of benefits…”

Feng Hanyan and Miss Yan Pianpian instantly turned crimson, but indeed, their hearts were already stirred.

Just then, from a nearby complex of palatial structures, came the roaring sound like a tsunami, as if thousands of people were roaring at once.

“What’s going on?” Xia Ying’s expression darkened slightly.

“They’ve likely discovered some legacies. Master, let’s go have a look,” said Ji Zhengyu quickly.

“Let’s go.” Huang Xiaolong moved towards the source of the noise.

They saw that a massive hall was filled with people.

Walking inside, Huang Xiaolong and the others saw that the walls of the hall were densely covered with bas-reliefs, and even several statues are placed around the hall.

Both bas-reliefs and statues depicted a white-robed man either sword dancing, meditating, attacking, or demonstrating a variety of martial arts techniques like boxing, palm techniques, leg techniques, and even formations.

Above every bas-relief and statue, there were Chinese characters inscribed.

“My good son-in-law! We’ve found it! We’ve found it! This is the legacy site of the Kunlun Sect! Sword techniques, palm techniques, internal strength mental methods, Qinggong… it has everything! Hahaha~ We’ve found it!” Ying Xiao, seeing Huang Xiaolong, rushed over and shouted excitedly.

The people from the ancient martial families were frenzied, drunk on what seemed like the discovery of a vast treasure trove.

“Oh, not bad…” Huang Xiaolong glanced over. “The Supreme Clear Qi, Soaring Eagle Sword Technique, Cloud Dragon Eight Forms, Silent and Invisible Sword Strike, Righteous Taiji Sword Technique, Lightning Fast Sword Technique, Refreshing Fan Technique, Triple Yin Hand, Falling Goose Palm, Red Sand Palm…”

One by one, ancient martial arts grandmasters were deeply engrossed in memorizing the various martial techniques and internal mental methods, with some even taking out their smartphones to snap pictures.

Huang Xiaolong, with his abnormally strong memory, merely stood still for half an hour before he had indelibly etched all of the martial arts secrets and various inheritances recorded in the hall into his mind, never to be forgotten in this lifetime.

Ma Chuxia and Feng Hanyan, among others, quickly took out their phones and started taking detailed photographs, planning to slowly ponder and study them after returning.

“This is the true legacy of ancient martial arts! Every martial arts set is complete and flawless! Its value far exceeds the legacies of our ten great ancient martial families! Hahaha! Our Huaxia martial arts world will surely rise mightily! These martial techniques are truly the craft of heaven and earth! Mastering just three or two moves would be enough to dominate the world! Hahaha!” Xuanyuan Zhou roared with a hoarse laughter.

Huang Xiaolong, however, didn’t pay any attention to these martial artists who apparently had lost their minds and balance. He knew that the inheritance here was merely the surface of the Kunlun heritage, and that the most core inheritances were not in this area at all.

“Great Grandmaster, those five-patterned pills are hidden in a cellar of a palace, impossible for ordinary people to find…” Ji Zhengyu whispered to Huang Xiaolong. “When the time comes, take them all out, and you can bring them back…”

“That’s not bad,” Huang Xiaolong smiled. “Alright, tomorrow, take me to the Kunlun secret realm.”

To be honest, Huang Xiaolong wasn’t very interested in the martial arts secrets in the hall; what he valued was the strongest inheritance within the Kunlun secret realm.

“Yes,” Ji Zhengyu bowed in obedience.

That evening, thousands spent the night in this palace that seemed to touch the heavens.

Campfires were lit, and the air was filled with laughter and chatter. Today, the people from the ancient martial families had gained much, with some martial artists already eagerly practicing the martial arts secrets they had acquired from the hall.

Huang Xiaolong chose a palace by the lake to stay in with his wives.

At night, moonlight shone on the lake water, shimmering translucently, casting enchanting glimmers. Huang Xiaolong and the others shared the rations they carried, admiring the mandrake flowers with a strange fragrance floating on the lake, truly enjoying themselves in the moonlit beauty by the flowers.

Early the next morning.

Thousands of martial artists gathered in a vast square.

Huang Xiaolong looked over the crowd and smiled, “Yesterday, you have all received a part of the Kunlun Sect’s inheritance. Perhaps it’s best to quit while you’re ahead and leave now.”

Silence!

The people from the ancient martial families all remained silent, but their eyes revealed intense greed.

They were reluctant to leave and not a single person wished to give up the strongest inheritance within the Kunlun secret realm.

‘Heh~~ Truly insatiable, each and every one of them wants to get the strongest inheritance from the Kunlun Sect, huh? But… a place even the Yin Tribe fears, you dare to venture into? Afraid you’re marching to your death!’ Huang Xiaolong thought with a wry smile, a hint of mocking in his eyes, but he said no more and glanced at Ji Zhengyu.

Immediately, Ji Zhengyu took the lead and the thousands marched mightily behind him!

They bypassed the complex of palaces and arrived at the back of the snow peak!

Standing on the majestic Cloud Peak, Ji Zhengyu pointed down at the cliff below, his pupils slightly constricted, “Below, that’s the Kunlun secret realm!”

All eyes involuntarily looked down toward the cliff!

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