The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine
Chapter 1161 - Chapter 1161 Chapter 1161 Do you know your crime

Chapter 1161: Chapter 1161: Do you know your crime?! Chapter 1161: Chapter 1161: Do you know your crime?! When Huang Xiaolong’s nearly invincible spiritual sense infiltrated the bronze hall belonging to the Emei Sect, he “saw” some scenes–

In the ancient and solemn palace, sitting at the highest seat was a woman who, on the surface, appeared to be a middle-aged woman. However, her eyes betrayed an ancient charm, akin to an ink painting. Her entire body was enshrouded in layers of auspicious halos.

This was a giant, an existence in the late stages of the Heavenly and Earthly Mana Realm, on par with Ling Feng, Sect Master of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Huang Xiaolong guessed that this woman must be the current Sect Master of the Emei Sect. She looked young, but was likely one of those old things who were several hundred or a thousand years old.

In both sides of the main hall, there were men and women with radiant divine light, all seeming to be the upper echelons of the Emei Sect. Among them was ‘Hall Master Ji,’ pale-faced and dispirited, who ‘delightedly’ became a father.

Ma Chuxia, Yan Pianpian, Feng Hanyan, and Huo Bingyan stood in the center of the hall.

The atmosphere was somewhat gloomy.

“Cough cough~~” A dry cough sounded. On the left side of the main hall, a middle-aged man stood up, dressed in a bright robe. His entire being was like forged iron, tough and unshakable, “It was I who called them here. So, let me do the talking.”

He, too, was an existence in the late stages of the Heavenly and Earthly Mana Realm, clearly holding a position of great power and influence.

“Alright, Elder Jiang, if you have something to say to these four, please, speak your mind,” said the Emei Sect Master with a casual smile.

“You four–” Elder Jiang’s gaze suddenly fixed on Ma Chuxia and the other three, and in an instant, they felt the world spin as if they could not stand on their feet any longer, stricken with alarm and heart palpitations!

“Elder Jiang, what instructions do you have for us?” Ma Chuxia steadied her mind.

“Hmm, that young man who killed Ji Chuchen and defeated Nangong Hong, he’s exceptionally demonic. He’s your husband?” Elder Jiang’s expression seemed somewhat sinister.

“Yes,” replied Ma Chuxia and the others in unison, their faces filled with pride.

“This person, by killing our Emei Sect’s genius Ji Chuchen, left him dead with no whole corpse, reduced to ashes…” Elder Jiang’s pupils contracted with a venomous look.

“This… Elder Jiang, that was a life-and-death battle, and Senior Brother Ji had given his consent,” stated Ma Chuxia firmly. “Moreover… Hall Master Ji has not pursued the matter further. A fair competition, where the strong survive and the weak perish.”

“Indeed,” said Hall Master Ji with distress. “Although Chuchen was not my own flesh and blood… I have raised him for over twenty years, and I do have feelings for him. I grieve deeply over his death, but in an arena fight for life and death, there’s… there’s nothing much to say.”

As these words rang out, many of the high-ranking members of the Emei Sect in the hall nodded slightly. Even the Sect Master of the Emei Sect found herself at a loss for words.

“Humph! Do we just let it be then? Our Emei Sect has poured so much effort into nurturing Ji Chuchen, not to mention the countless heavenly and earthly treasures spent–murdered just like that, have you considered our Emei Sect’s loss? That youngster is ruthless. By killing Ji Chuchen today, he has already made an enemy of our Emei Sect! What if, when his powers are fully developed, he comes to provoke us, then what?” Elder Jiang bellowed with an imposing wrath.

“This…” The facial expression of the Emei Sect Master grew heavy. “It’s not impossible…”

“No way! Little Long has always been clear about gratitude and grievances; as long as we from the Emei Sect do not cross his bottom line, he would never take the initiative to provoke us!” Yan Pianpian argued with reason.

“How dare you!” Elder Jiang glared furiously at Yan Pianpian.

“Enough with the arguing,” commanded the Emei Sect Master. “Elder Jiang, what is it that you’re suggesting? Speak your mind, there’s no need to hide anything.”

Elder Jiang’s gaze flickered for a moment, “That youngster’s methods are indeed demonic and unfathomable, and I believe he didn’t use his full strength even in defeating Nangong Hong! He must be harboring some exceptionally important secrets. Thus, you four, being disciples of the Emei Sect, should contribute to the Sect’s interests. Here’s what we’ll do: find him and have him divulge all his secrets. Submit these secrets to the Emei Sect as compensation for the death of Ji Chuchen.”

After these words were spoken, many of the Emei Sect’s high-ranking members in the hall immediately echoed in agreement–“Right, Chuchen cannot just die in vain. We’re already letting that youngster off the hook by not demanding his life, but we demand compensation! His secrets must be controlled by our Emei Sect! With his secrets in our possession, perhaps our Emei Sect will rise to power, surmounting the Shushan Sword Sect to become the foremost overt seas!”

The Sect Master of Emei, greatly moved, thought rapidly, ‘That youth is truly a rare talent; if he is willing to share his secrets with us at Emei… then, our Emei Sect will be able to nurture a large number of exceptional geniuses. With that, we could stand toe-to-toe with the Shushan Sword Sect!’

“Elder Jiang, continue,” nodded the Emei Sect Master.

“I also admit, that lad’s potential is limitless. However, next month, at the Shushan Sword Sect Master Ling Feng’s birthday celebration, they will surely stop at nothing to nip him in the bud,” Elder Jiang’s eyes gleamed with cunning. “I can’t bear to watch such a prodigy die young, so, our Emei Sect can protect the boy, but the price is–let him become a disciple of Emei! However, the boy is quite stubborn, defiant, and cunningly treacherous, not easily controlled. So, let him open up his heart, and let us plant a mark within his spirit, loyal to Emei in this life eternally, without a second thought. Alive he is a person of Emei, in death a ghost of Emei!”

At Emei, there was a secret art of controlling people–letting them completely open their hearts with their defenses down, and then planting a mark in their spirit. With this, the person would become a puppet of Emei, never to betray even in death.

This secret art was similar to Huang Xiaolong’s “Light of Transformation,” but far less domineering, requiring voluntary acceptance, not allowing for forceful control. Additionally, the casting process was extremely cumbersome and consumed the caster’s lifespan.

“Elder Jiang, that is going too far,” Ma Chuxia said furiously. “You want to control Xiaolong? This… Forgive my bluntness, you’d better not entertain such thoughts. Otherwise–”

“Kikikiki~~” Elder Jiang let out a bizarre, owl-like laugh. “Playing both sides? Are you threatening us? Tsk tsk tsk, your husband may be a genius, but ultimately not fully fledged~~ and dares to threaten our Emei?”

“You four shouldn’t be so tense. Controlling your husband isn’t malicious, it’s merely to recruit him, even to protect him from Shushan’s harm,” the Emei Sect Master said indifferently.

“Listen! You four, go now and persuade that boy! Let him willingly join our Emei Sect!” Elder Jiang shouted harshly, a tone that brooked no opposition.

“Sorry, we can’t do that,” said Ma Chuxia and the others together, shaking their heads with an inconceivably firm look.

“Please expel us from the Emei Sect then,” Feng Hanyan said as she casually swept back her hair, smiling composedly. “Even if you kill us, we will not do anything that’s harmful to Xiaolong. Abandon such foolish fantasies!”

“Jiejiejie~~~” Elder Jiang cackled with laughter. “Unexpected to see such deep loyalty~~ Well then, we’ll just control you first, and then force the boy! I refuse to believe that with you in our hands, he won’t comply obediently! Jiejiejie~~~”

Elder Jiang’s gaze held evil, as if a demon had torn off its mask, revealing vicious fangs.

No sooner said than done, Elder Jiang’s mana coalesced into threads and with a flick, they spread like a fishing net, tightly binding Ma Chuxia and the others. The threads flashed with runes, shining divinely, not only binding their bodies but also imprisoning their spirits, preventing them from sending out distress signals in time.

“Despicable! Utterly contemptible!” shouted Huo Bingyan furiously. “Emei is a renowned sect, but you behave so sordidly! I regret ever joining Emei! How despicable!”

“Shut up! All of you, shut up!” Elder Jiang’s face was ashen. “Our lofty Emei cannot suppress your husband? What a joke!”

…

In Huang Xiaolong’s private room.

He withdrew his spiritual sense.

“Good, good, very good,” Huang Xiaolong’s pupils constricted, his eyes brimming with killing intent, “To think they kidnapped my wife to force my hand. Hahaha, truly courting death!”

Then, Huang Xiaolong shook his head ruefully and muttered to himself, “Originally, I wanted my wives to join Emei to learn some things… but it seems that in the face of interests, Emei isn’t such an upright and magnificent sect after all~~ People die for wealth as birds die for food; the forces of this overseas world are no exception~~”

At this moment, the competition for the Dragon Ranking had finally come to an end.

After a round of pleasantries, the cultivators in the spectator stands started leaving in succession, each returning to their respective homes.

Hovering in the void, the bronze halls too unleashed one flying artifact after another, turning into divine lights, carrying the higher-ups of various sects as they swiftly departed.

“Little thief, remember, next month at my birthday celebration, I await your arrival!” All the high officials of the Shushan Sword Sect stood on a massive tree that seemed carved from jade. The tree swayed its numerous branches and roots in the air, bearing twelve scorching suns, emanating a heavy aura.

The Sect Master of Shushan, Ling Feng, stood atop a tree crown, like a deity in the heavens, his gaze fixed on the private room where Huang Xiaolong was located. The bitterness of his grudge was indescribable in words.

Huang Xiaolong chuckled softly within the private room, nodding slightly.

Only then did the great tree transform into a streak of flowing light and depart.

Furthermore, there were other deeply resentful spiritual thoughts that seemed to wish they could immediately grind Huang Xiaolong’s bones to dust, yet they were enduring it.

A few blood-curdling voices reached Huang Xiaolong’s ears–

“Scoundrel, my Qingcheng Sect will never share the sky with you!”

“Beast! My Songshan Sect will definitely torture you to death!”

“You little bastard, you killed my son, Xia Ding. My Xia Family and you, generation after generation, will be entangled without end! This time, we spare you a dog’s life to give face to the Shushan Sword Sect! But on the day of Ling Feng’s 800th birthday feast, you must be executed!!!!”

…

Faced with so many threats, Huang Xiaolong merely smiled nonchalantly.

For Huang Xiaolong, next month’s birthday feast of Sect Master Ling Feng of the Shushan Sword Sect was nothing less than a Hongmen Banquet. Besides the Shushan Sword Sect, who knew how many forces wanted to quickly kill Huang Xiaolong!

But what did Huang Xiaolong have to fear?

Even if tens of thousands oppose me, I shall go forth!

When the crowd had dispersed, several streaks of light also flew into Huang Xiaolong’s private room.

It was Dumu Wei, Elder Lan Yue, and a few of Elder Lan Yue’s old friends.

“Little brother! You really know how to hide your light under a bushel!” Upon seeing him, Dumu Wei mumbled, his voice filled with a complaining tone, his brows wearing a shade of melancholy, but in his beautiful eyes there was an undeniable surprise, along with a touch of different feelings. “You’re so powerful, even Nangong Hong was trampled under your feet. You… you… you were still playing the newbie in front of me!”

“Little Long, we all knew you were extraordinary, but we never imagined you could be so powerful.” Elder Lan Yue also marveled.

“Hehe, just average.” Huang Xiaolong replied modestly.

“However, Little Long, are you really going to attend the Hongmen Banquet that Sect Master Ling Feng of the Shushan Sword Sect has set for you?” Elder Lan Yue’s brow furrowed slightly. “That’s too risky! The Shushan Sword Sect has unfathomable depths, and even though you’re a genius, on their turf… I’m afraid… I’m afraid… I’m afraid it’s a situation of catching turtles in a jar!”

“That Hongmen Banquet, I must attend. Right now, who knows how many people are waiting to see me dead; there’s no escaping it,” Huang Xiaolong smiled.

At that moment, Huang Xiaolong’s spiritual sense detected that the entire hierarchy of the Emei Sect and their disciples had already boarded their flying magical instruments and were leaving Whale Island!

Huang Xiaolong’s four wives were still under Emei Sect’s control.

“Alright then, everyone, you’re going to take part in that old crook Ling Feng’s birthday feast next month too, right?” Huang Xiaolong said urgently.

Dumu Wei, Elder Lan Yue, and the others, all nodded in agreement.

“Then, let’s part here. The green mountains will not change, the green waters will forever flow. We will meet again next time and raise our glasses in celebration!” Huang Xiaolong bid farewell to everyone, then his figure shifted, turning into a streak of flowing light, chasing after the Emei Sect’s large contingent of people.

“Humph! Just like that, you’re leaving? Not even a few extra words?” Duanmu Wei stomped her feet repeatedly, filled with a grievous air.

“I fear Little Long must have urgent matters to attend to. Ah, to drink and be merry? That would be a feast as perilous as the Hongmen Banquet, where one could be devoured without a trace!” Elder Lan Yue let out a bitter laugh.

…

Huang Xiaolong’s divine sense had already locked onto the large contingent from the Emei Sect.

After pursuing them for a while, once he left Codfish Island, Huang Xiaolong saw in the void ahead, numerous chariots adorned with runes and gleaming with golden light, soaring through the sky.

“Hehe~~” Huang Xiaolong let out a cold laugh, summoned his flying sword, and shot forward with explosive speed, swiftly moving to the front of the chariot procession.

“How audacious? Who dares to block the path of the Emei Sect?” a female disciple bellowed from the lead chariot.

However, the high-ranking members and disciples of the Emei Sect soon realized that the person obstructing their way was none other than–Huang Xiaolong!

In an instant, the large group from the Emei Sect felt as if facing a formidable enemy!

The golden chariots neatly dispersed, fanning out in formation, seemingly encircling Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong’s expression was calm as his gaze swept over the scene and spotted his four wives standing atop one of the chariots, with “Elder Jiang” standing beside them, personally overseeing their captivity.

The four wives were bound with mana threads, immobilized, their faces a blend of anger and desolation.

Elder Jiang’s head surged with pure Yang mana, which merged in the sky above, forming an impressive mountain range, its majestic aura so heavy it was suffocating.

“Little Long!!!!!” Upon seeing Huang Xiaolong, his four wives felt the flood of grievances within them burst forth, their eyes brimming with tears, ready to overflow.

Upon laying eyes on Huang Xiaolong, Elder Jiang’s face turned grim, his eyes aflame with a wild killing intent. He sneered fiercely, “You thief, you’ve finally chased us down! Humph! You slew our sect’s genius, Ji Chuchen. Do you admit your guilt?”

“Elder Jiang, hold on, let’s talk this over,” the Sect Master of the Emei Sect, apparently also feeling dishonorable about the deeds, hurriedly spoke up.

“My dear wives, be good, I’m coming to get you now. From now on, there’s no need for you to cultivate with the Emei Sect,” Huang Xiaolong spoke softly to Ma Chuxia and the others. Then, turning somewhat impatiently toward Elder Jiang.

“Do you admit your guilt?” Elder Jiang roared furiously, changing the color of heaven and earth! The clear sky filled with dark clouds.

Just then!

“Pfft~~~~~!!!!!”

Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong burst out laughing inappropriately, “Oh, oh, oh, no wonder, no wonder at all. No wonder I butchered Ji Chuchen, this bastard, and you erupt in such rage. I understand now–it turns out, the bloodline within Ji Chuchen was inherited from you! Tsk tsk, the person who cuckolded Hall Master Ji, turns out to be you! The Emei Sect, being a major sect overseas, you actually had an illicit affair with a fellow sect member’s wife and even fathered a bastard child, do you admit your guilt?”

As soon as Huang Xiaolong spoke these words, all the high-ranking members and disciples of the Emei Sect were utterly shocked!

Hall Master Ji showed a look of remembrance in his eyes. Then, with a cold gaze fixated on Elder Jiang, he said in a sinister tone, “Brother Jiang, you really took such great care of your little brother~~~! The Emei Sect has always had strict laws, and those who have illicit relations with a fellow sect member’s spouse are to receive the death penalty. Do you admit your guilt?”

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