The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine
Chapter 1173 - Chapter 1173 Chapter 1173 To Shushan

Chapter 1173: Chapter 1173: To Shushan! Chapter 1173: Chapter 1173: To Shushan! Now that the Long Clan woman had been thoroughly subjugated, she would never rebel again. In front of others, she remained aloof and dignified, a proud and noble member of the dragon race, but in front of Huang Xiaolong, she was nothing but a little lamb.

This sense of achievement was indescribable.

It was far more exhilarating than subjugating Nangong Hong, the Sect Master of Emei, and others by who knows how many times.

“You Long Clan members have names, right? What’s your name?” Huang Xiaolong asked with a smile.

“Reporting to master, your servant’s name is ‘Bai Chan,'” the Long Clan woman obediently replied. “Master, in our Long Clan, a woman’s name is not to be casually spoken to a man. It’s a secret. Once a name is given to a man, it signifies…”

As she spoke, ‘Bai Chan’ instinctively blushed, revealing a shy and coy demeanor.

“Ahahaha~~ Your Long Clan’s rules are really strange. Alright, Bai Chan, stand up. Walk with me for a bit, I have some questions to ask you,” Huang Xiaolong said somewhat smugly.

It seemed he could now ride a dragon during the day and… hehe, at night too!

He wondered what it would feel like to be a “Dragon Rider”!

With Bai Chan in tow, Huang Xiaolong strolled casually on the Bridge of Helplessness. “Is everything you just said true?”

“Master, what are you referring to?” Bai Chan was taken aback.

“If you get hurt on Earth or if your soul takes a hit, will the great dragons of the Dragon Realm know immediately?” Huang Xiaolong frowned slightly.

At this moment, after being subjugated, Bai Chan’s soul had undergone obvious changes, as if she had been brainwashed. Although she wasn’t scattered in soul and spirit, it was possible that the dragon race could catch some trail.

Upon hearing this, Bai Chan respectfully said, “Master, all of this is absolutely true. My soul imprint is left inside the Dragon Palace. Should any abnormality occur, the Long Clan elders guarding the soul imprints will notice it.”

“Oh~” Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly. “So, that means your Long Clan might still send down a large force?”

Huang Xiaolong was somewhat troubled.

Just the pure-blooded White Dragon at the bottom of their hierarchy had already taken all of Huang Xiaolong’s wits to subdue. If a Red Dragon or Azure Dragon were to come down, it really wouldn’t be easy to deal with.

“Master, a Long Clan army descending is impossible. After all, constructing a spatial channel is already very, very difficult,” Bai Chan explained with utter honesty. “Such a spatial channel spans countless miles and consumes too much energy, and it’s too fragile. Each time the Long Clan descends to Earth through this channel, it causes some damage to the channel. Theoretically speaking, the channel can only allow someone at the level of a White Dragon like your servant to descend twice.”

“Twice?” Huang Xiaolong’s mind stirred.

“Yes, only two chances. After two descents, the channel will completely shatter. Your servant has already used it once. There’s only one last chance left for descending.” Bai Chan nodded very affirmatively. “However, for the second descent, the Long Clan might send a Red Dragon, or even an Azure Dragon, carrying treasures to compress their aura and dragon might to a level equivalent to a White Dragon’s and descend directly!”

“I see~~ Well then!” Although he was somewhat worried, Huang Xiaolong was not the least bit intimidated. “I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it! If they dare to descend again, I’ll just subjugate them too! No matter how many come my way, I’ll handle them all!”

As a deity and the awe-inspiring Yin Emperor, Huang Xiaolong had the boldness to match.

Afterward, Huang Xiaolong inquired further about the situation in the immortal realm, but Bai Chan knew very little about such matters.

“Er~~ I’ve also been delayed here in the underworld for some time~~ Um, Sect Master Ling Feng of the Shushan Sword Sect’s 800th birthday feast, which is a trap set for me, is approaching soon. I can’t miss it. Otherwise, those insignificant rats might think I’m really afraid of them.”

Huang Xiaolong gathered his sentiments and flashed a sharp smile. “Bai Chan, from now on, you’ll hang out with me. Now let’s leave the underworld and head for the Shushan Sword Sect.”

According to Bai Chan, even if the Long Clan immediately discovered something was wrong and organized a second dragon to descend to Earth, it would take some time, at least more than a month.

So Huang Xiaolong did not need to worry about the safety of Dragon Island for the time being.

The most important task at hand was those black daggers!

Huang Xiaolong had five black daggers in hand. This trip to Shushan Sword Sect, he aimed to get his hands on the remaining four, so he could put together a map and find the residence left by the immortals, as well as the formation to transport to the immortal realm!

“Also, Bai Chan, given your special status, you must conceal your Long Clan identity on Earth unless I permit otherwise,” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes moved slightly. “Conceal your aura as well.”

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“Yes, Master, this servant understands,” Bai Chan replied obediently.

Huang Xiaolong then took out several talismans and directly infused them into Bai Chan’s body, completely shielding her unique Long Clan aura.

Even the two crystal-clear and lustrous dragon horns that had emerged on Bai Chan’s forehead vanished without a trace.

As such, at first glance, Bai Chan looked like an ethereal and transcendent human beauty. Apart from a nearly perfect temperament, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. There wasn’t even a hint of mana fluctuation on her, such that even a powerhouse at the Formation Realm or even at the Immortal Realm would be deceived, mistaking Bai Chan for nothing more than a frail woman who had not cultivated in spells, not to mention the basics of ancient martial arts.

Finally, Huang Xiaolong tossed a black hooded cloak to Bai Chan.

Bai Chan donned the cloak, covering her body so that not a hint of her was exposed, appearing exceptionally mysterious.

Huang Xiaolong led her out of the underworld.

Atop the mountain.

The altar was still there.

However, atop the mountain was now packed with an impenetrable crowd of people!

Looking around, even the foot of the mountain was covered in a dense mass of heads!

Upon spotting Huang Xiaolong, a group of people immediately rushed over.

Huang Xiaolong’s wives, along with Mr. Dongfang, Zhan Tang, and the Sect Master of Emei, swarmed around Huang Xiaolong, bombarding him with questions.

“Little Long, where have you been these past ten or so days?” Ma Chuxia’s face was etched with concern. “I heard from the Sect Master and the elders that you were battling a formidable enemy…”

After Huang Xiaolong had pulled Bai Chan into the underworld, the mysterious power isolating this mountain peak had vanished, allowing everyone to run over here. However, what the people did not know was that a heaven-shaking battle had taken place here more than a dozen days ago.

Even the Sect Master of Emei and several elders of the Emei Sect, who had been involved, were roared into unconsciousness, and their minds were so muddled that they couldn’t recall exactly what had happened that night.

“Oh, it’s nothing, no need to worry,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled, his facial expression exceedingly relaxed.

He transmitted a message to Bai Chan telling her to lift the curse spell attached to the altar. And silently, he erased all the curses afflicting the people of Long Island.

Now, everyone could once again inherit the power of the dragon daily without harm.

Huang Xiaolong softly consoled his wives for a few moments, before turning his attention to the Sect Master of Emei and the others.

That night, they had been seriously injured, but after more than ten days of recuperation, they were mostly recovered, though their expressions were still filled with lingering fear.

“Master~~” The Sect Master of Emei, looking somewhat fearful, turned her gaze to Bai Chan who stood behind Huang Xiaolong, her entire body concealed by a black cloak.

While her face was not visible, her graceful and tall figure was nothing short of a nightmare for the Sect Master of Emei and the others!

“You all need not be nervous, all is well,” Huang Xiaolong laughed before quickly changing the subject. “How many days are left until Sect Master Ling Feng of Shushan celebrates his 800th birthday?”

“Master, there are five days left,” the Sect Master of Emei replied respectfully.

“Oh? Is there still time if we set off for Shushan now?” Huang Xiaolong frowned.

“This~~ Master, we must hurry,” the Sect Master of Emei said hastily.

“Then let’s set off immediately! To the Shushan Sword Sect! I want to see what kind of trap that old dog Ling Feng has set up for me! Hahaha~!”

Huang Xiaolong laughed heartily, spirited and full of confidence!

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