The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine
Chapter 932 - Chapter 932 Chapter 932 Issue the Imperial Decree

Chapter 932: Chapter 932: Issue the Imperial Decree! Chapter 932: Chapter 932: Issue the Imperial Decree! Huang Xiaolong had finally reached a complete epiphany!

So-called Dongying underworld was actually created by that Xu Fu!

Xu Fu was from the Qin Dynasty of Huaxia, and he was the most outstanding magician and alchemist of his time, mastering many powerful magic arts. After secretly consuming the elixir of life, he fled to Dongying and spread his lineage.

Originally, Huang Xiaolong thought that Xu Fu had simply cultivated a number of Onmyoji and Ghost Ninjas in Dongying, but he had never expected that Xu Fu had also created an underworld!

No wonder, the organization of the Dongying underworld was exactly the same as that of the Huaxia underworld!

“Heh~ So that’s how it is~~” Huang Xiaolong let out a faint smile and looked at the Dongying messenger, who was bitten all over and grimacing in pain, with a mocking gaze. “Continue, you messengers and various Dongying fierce ghosts coming to our Huaxia, what’s your purpose? Spit out your plans!”

“Ye~~Yes, I’ll speak~ I’ll tell everything~~” This Dongying messenger was actually very cowardly deep inside, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Once faced with a being more powerful than itself, it completely cowered and spilled the beans to Huang Xiaolong, “It’s… it’s because some time ago, a little ghost from Huaxia, who was being hunted, escaped to our Dongying underworld to seek an audience with Lord King Yan… This Huaxia little ghost was someone from the Ming Dynasty, called ‘Zheng He’. It was originally a Ghost Immortal, but now its cultivation had greatly fallen. Our Lord King Yan, being originally from Huaxia, got along very well with this Zheng He. Zheng He said that the current Huaxia underworld only exists in name… Our Dongying underworld should take the opportunity to dispatch troops and take control of the Huaxia underworld!”

“Heh~~ Such great ambition indeed~” Huang Xiaolong chortled. Yet, a sinister killing intent emerged in his eyes. “Xu Fu, oh Xu Fu, this time, you’ve been deceived by Zheng He…”

However, speaking of which, Xu Fu was cunning and Zheng He was deceitful, but it was impossible to fool Xu Fu. The reason Xu Fu ordered a large number of Dongying messengers to come with fierce ghosts was very likely to test the depth of the Huaxia underworld. If, as Zheng He said, the Huaxia underworld was a pushover, then Xu Fu wouldn’t mind taking advantage and swallowing up the Huaxia underworld, becoming the king of both Huaxia and Dongying underworlds! At that time, it truly would be covering the sky with one hand, an existence comparable to the gods!

The Dongying messenger continued, “This time, Lord King Yan commanded our group of messengers to first come to Huaxia to scout, and he released many of Dongying underworld’s fierce ghosts to come over… Our plan is to kill at will in Huaxia at first… and finally converge in Beijing…”

“Converge in Beijing? What are you planning to do?” Huang Xiaolong’s brows furrowed slightly.

“Specifically… exactly what to do, Lord King Yan did not instruct, only told us to kill Huaxia’s souls and fierce ghosts at will, and we could consider the living humans as prey. No need to worry about anything, just indulge in killing.” The Dongying messenger confessed honestly.

The killing intent in Huang Xiaolong’s eyes intensified again, “Heh~~ Kill at will? Not sparing either humans or ghosts? Alright, very good, converging in Beijing, right? Then I also have to personally make a trip to Beijing. This time, I’ll make sure you come without return!”

Huang Xiaolong then pressed for more confessions.

It was about one or two months later when all these messengers from the Dongying underworld who had come over to have their fun would head to Beijing! By then, they would definitely join forces for another big play!

When that time comes, with Huang Xiaolong going to Beijing, he would be able to wipe out all these scum from Dongying in one fell swoop!

Right then, Huang Xiaolong refined the Dongying messenger directly into the Thousand Souls Flag, becoming a part of his Thousand Souls Flag. With this, there was now a hint of the Dongying messenger’s aura in Huang Xiaolong’s Thousand Souls Flag, making it even more effective against ordinary fierce ghosts!

The reason he didn’t kill this Dongying messenger was that Huang Xiaolong had a use for keeping it alive, such as using it as bait to lure other Dongying messengers into the trap.

After finishing all this, Huang Xiaolong’s consciousness flew out of the Thousand Souls Flag.

“Little Long, did you take care of that Dongying messenger? That’s really relieving!” Ma Chuxia asked Huang Xiaolong by his side.

“Mhm. Creatures like that are doomed when they encounter me,” Huang Xiaolong smiled.

“Little Long, let’s send these villagers’ souls back first,” Ma Chuxia said anxiously, fearing that the villagers’ souls wouldn’t be able to return.

“That’s easy.” Huang Xiaolong chuckled. “Little wife, don’t worry too much, we have enough time.”

There and then, Huang Xiaolong took out the Soul Guiding Lamp and shouted to the souls, “Follow me, step lively, keep up!”

The souls lined up neatly and followed Huang Xiaolong step by step.

The villagers who had not yet been captured by the Dongying messengers were comforted by a few Taoists from the Metaphysical Society, who were responsible for the evacuation.

Back at the village, Huang Xiaolong and Ma Chuxia personally returned the villagers’ secondary souls and five poes back into their bodies, and applied ‘Soul-Fixing Talismans’ to them.

One by one, the villagers woke up, as if the whole experience had been nothing but a nightmare.

In the eastern sky, a hint of dawn appeared.

The sky gradually brightened.

Huang Xiaolong yawned, and along with Ma Chuxia and a few Taoists from the Metaphysical Society, headed back to the urban area of Changnan City.

After finding a hotel, Huang Xiaolong cuddled with Ma Chuxia and slept soundly for a few hours.

After waking up, they went for lunch.

“Little Long, what should we do next?” Ma Chuxia asked anxiously. “So many Dongying ghost messengers and ghosts have swarmed into our Huaxia. Shouldn’t we take some measures? We can’t just let them make trouble, can we?”

“Mm–Little Wife, I’ve thought about it too,” Huang Xiaolong said with a look of certainty. “First of all, I will issue a royal decree to all the thousands of souls and ghosts in Huaxia using my identity as the Yin Emperor.”

“A royal decree?” Ma Chuxia was taken aback.

“What’s so strange about that, Little Wife? Just like the ancient emperors could issue decrees, I, as the Yin Emperor, can also issue a royal decree to all the ghosts under heaven. If any ghost dares to disobey, I’ll chop off its head!” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.

“Pfft–Little Long, you’re so cool,” Ma Chuxia looked at Huang Xiaolong adoringly, “What comes next?”

“What comes next? Little Wife, I’ll take you on a national tour. After we have fun for a month or two, we’ll head to Beijing,” Huang Xiaolong laughed.

“A tour?” Ma Chuxia was momentarily lost in thought.

“Yes, a tour. We’ll travel around and take out any Dongying ghost messengers and all kinds of Dongying ghosts we encounter,” Huang Xiaolong said seriously. “Finally, we’ll go to Beijing, because by then, all the Dongying ghost messengers and fierce ghosts will converge there, a throng in full assembly, and I’ll wipe them all out in one fell swoop, not sparing a single one!”

“They’re all going to Beijing?” A look of shock crossed Ma Chuxia’s face, “These damned things!”

“Alright, Little Wife, give me a kiss, and I’ll go draft the royal decree,” Huang Xiaolong beckoned to Ma Chuxia with his finger.

Ma Chuxia leaned over with a look full of tenderness and affection and kissed Huang Xiaolong on the face.

Only then did Huang Xiaolong send a strand of his consciousness into the underworld.

In the underworld, Huang Xiaolong called together some ghosts, many of whom had worked with historical documents over various dynasties. Some were specialized in drafting royal decrees for emperors.

Among them were the ones who compiled the “Zizhi Tongjian” and wrote the “Records of the Grand Historian.”

A group of ghosts ground ink and laid out paper, looking respectfully towards Huang Xiaolong.

“The royal decree shall be written like this–” Huang Xiaolong thought for a moment, then dictated word by word, “By the mandate of Heaven, King Yan proclaims, the fierce ghosts of Huaxia hearken! There are foreign ghost messengers, Dongying fierce ghosts, sneaking into our vast Huaxia. Ghosts of Huaxia, prepare your knives, when these bastards come, kill them first and ask questions later. Let it be known.”

This royal decree wasn’t written in a florid style, but was straightforward and extremely dominant.

The ghosts in the underworld, using seal script, transcribed countless copies of this decree. Huang Xiaolong exuded the dignity of the Yin Emperor, and this aura permeated every decree, filling each one with a pressure that compelled innate subservience from the specters of Huaxia, daring none to so much as think of disobedience.

Next, these royal decrees, like snowflakes, flew from the underworld towards all corners of Huaxia!

The living could not see the royal decree, only the spirits and fierce ghosts could receive the command.

After finishing this task, the corners of Huang Xiaolong’s mouth curled up into a sneering arc, “You scum from Dongying, this time, I’ll make sure you have no place to die! The vast Huaxia is teeming with countless ghosts, including extremely ferocious ones like ghost kings. You dare to run wild on Huaxia land, you’re simply courting death!”

…

The next day, Huang Xiaolong and Ma Chuxia arrived at the villa where they originally stayed.

Qingqing and Xiaohong, the two little demons, had already absorbed all the energy from the nine-headed serpent’s inner core and broken through their cultivation.

“Master! Master! We’ve missed you so much!” Qingqing and Xiaohong, with blooming smiles, flung themselves at Huang Xiaolong, each hooking an arm.

Huang Xiaolong saw at a glance that the demonic power hidden within the two little demons had become even more pure and immense.

It seemed that their time in closed-door cultivation had indeed led to remarkable progress.

By now, Xiaohong had grown eight tails, becoming an eight-tailed fox demon.

And Qingqing had completed her eighth shedding.

“Alright, stop clinging to me,” Huang Xiaolong laughed. “Come on, let’s go.”

Xiaohong and Qingqing clung to Huang Xiaolong, refusing to let go. “Young Master, where are we going?”

“Just wandering around, not really heading anywhere in particular,” replied Huang Xiaolong with a smile.

Immediately, Huang Xiaolong embarked on a journey around the country with Ma Chuxia, Qingqing, and Xiaohong!

One day, Huang Xiaolong and his companions arrived at “Yangzhou City” in “Sujiang Province”.

Upon entering the city of Yangzhou, Huang Xiaolong could feel some rather noticeable dark energy.

“Little Long, it’s broad daylight, and Yangzhou City seems… a bit unclean, eh~” Ma Chuxia also sensed something was off. “Could it be the Dongying ghost envoys and those Dongying ghosts causing trouble?”

“Hahaha~~ my little wife, don’t be so tense,” laughed Huang Xiaolong, unable to believe it.

He paused for a moment, then murmured, “This dark energy seems to be drifting from the same place… little wife, let’s follow it and have a look.”

“Young Master, if it’s the Dongying ghost envoys stirring up trouble, you don’t need to lift a finger, we’ll just bite them to death,” Xiaohong said with a smile while munching on an apple.

These two little demons had learned from Ma Chuxia about the Dongying underworld’s ghost envoys and the impending invasion of Dongying’s powerful ghosts. Surprisingly, the two little demons were filled with hatred and eager for revenge, clamoring to find the Dongying ghost envoys to bite them dead.

“You two, just try not to cause me any trouble,” Huang Xiaolong smiled.

“Pfft~~ Young Master, what are you talking about, that we’d only cause trouble? Young Master, Xiaohong and I are very powerful now. Those Dongying ghost envoys are no match for us. If one comes, one dies; if two come, both die,” Qingqing mumbled discontentedly, pouting her lips.

With laughter and talk, it didn’t take long for Huang Xiaolong and his companions to arrive at a densely packed area with rows of bungalows. The contrast between this place and the skyscrapers of the bustling city center was striking.

“Hmm~~ why are there only old bungalows here…” Huang Xiaolong paused, “This must be what those from the upper echelons call a ‘slum’~~~”

Just then, in the sky above these ‘slums’, strands of dark energy were lazily rising.

“Follow me,” Huang Xiaolong said as he traced the dark energy to a few bungalows.

Before he even knocked, they heard the sound of a woman’s sobbing from inside.

Huang Xiaolong walked up silently and knocked on the door, thud thud thud.

After about a dozen knocks, footsteps were heard, and someone opened the door.

The woman who opened the door was in her thirties, dressed simply, with tear-streaked cheeks. Tears were falling like broken pearls, showing an expression of utter despair.

“Cough cough~~ sorry to bother you. Did something happen in your home?” Ma Chuxia asked politely.

She couldn’t help but glance at the lingering dark energy above the roof, thinking to herself, ‘It would be strange if this family hadn’t experienced some incident!’

“Wuwu~~ wuwu~~~” the woman continued to wail but still managed to say, “Who… who are you?”

“Us? We might be the people who can help solve your family’s troubles,” Xiaohong said from behind, blinking her eyes.

The woman scrutinized the “uninvited guests” standing at the doorway.

Huang Xiaolong looked like an innocuous young man, and the other three were stunningly beautiful women.

This combination hardly seemed like bad people.

“You~~ you… wuwuwu~~~ my husband this morning… he suddenly became unresponsive… it’s as if… he turned into… into a vegetable… wuwuwu~~~” The woman wept profusely, but she stepped aside to let Huang Xiaolong and others enter the house.

“Thanks,” said Ma Chuxia with a smile, and then she walked into the house.

Huang Xiaolong, Qingqing, Xiaohong, also stepped inside.

The room was simply furnished, with furniture and appliances that were quite old.

Wisps of Yin energy drifted about the room, giving it a chilling sensation.

In the bedroom.

A man in his thirties, well-built, lay on the bed.

This man lay stiff as if a corpse, his complexion deathly pale, and his brow entwined with Yin energy, while dark patterns covered his palace of life. Had it not been for his faint heartbeat and breathing, one would truly mistake him for a dead person!

“Wuu wuu wuu~~ He was fine last night, but this morning… this morning he became like this, no response when I call out… wuu wuu wuu~~ What kind of sickness is this~~ wuu wuu wuu~~” The young wife burst into loud weeping again.

“This condition, it’s clearly a case of soul loss.” Huang Xiaolong murmured. “And what’s gone is his secondary soul and five spirits.”

“What? Lost his secondary soul and five spirits?” Ma Chuxia exclaimed with eyes wide open!

“Yes,” Huang Xiaolong nodded solemnly in agreement. “If all three souls and seven spirits were to be lost, the person would be completely dead, without body temperature, heartbeat, or breathing. This man is not dead yet. Little wife, you’re so silly.”

“No! Little Long… What I mean is, this… this method of soul seizing is exactly the same as… as that of the Ghost Immortal from the Dongying Underworld! I’ve got it! There must be… there must be another… Dongying Ghost Immortal hiding in Yangzhou City! We’ve found them! Little Long, we’ve found it!” Ma Chuxia roared in excitement and agitation.

“Little wife, calm down, calm down…” Huang Xiaolong’s gaze swept around the room before he addressed the weeping woman. “Your man isn’t sick; he’s lost his soul.”

“Lost… lost… lost his soul?” The woman looked at Huang Xiaolong in shock and horror. “Do you mean to say that my man… encountered… encountered… dirty things?”

Huang Xiaolong smiled and did not say a word, then he headed straight for a cabinet in the bedroom.

The cabinet was locked tight with a heavy iron lock.

“Could you please open this cabinet?” Huang Xiaolong asked the woman.

“This… this… this…” The woman’s eyes flashed with panic, and then flickered evasively, “Who… Who exactly are you?”

“Don’t worry, we’re not bad people. Open the cabinet,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

“This…” It seemed as if the woman was frozen with fright, and she even forgot to cry. Her forehead began to secrete fine beads of sweat.

“Oh, is there something in this cabinet that you can’t show people?” Xiaohong mocked sharply from the side. “My master told you to open the cabinet, hurry up! Do you believe I will smash it right now?”

Hearing Xiaohong mention “something you can’t show people,” the woman surprisingly did not argue back but became even more panicked.

Huang Xiaolong gave Xiaohong a glare, signaling her to stop talking too much.

“Well, if you want to save your man, just open the cabinet,” Huang Xiaolong said with a faint smile. “To tell you the truth, your man has lost his secondary soul and five spirits, and from now on, if his soul is not recovered within five hours, he will truly die.”

“Five hours?!” The woman was terrified to death!

Whoosh, her tears came pouring down again.

“Since you’re not willing to open the cabinet, I won’t insist. I’m not one to bully the powerless. Besides, the life and death of your man are of no concern to me,” Huang Xiaolong said amiably. Then he turned to Ma Chuxia. “Little wife, let’s go.”

“Wait! Don’t go! Don’t!” The woman was frantic, “Okay~~ I… I… I’ll open the cabinet… I’m opening it right now…”

After saying this, the woman took out a bunch of keys from her waist, picked out one, and shakily unlocked the iron lock on the cabinet.

Whoooo~~~~!

A gust of Yin energy slipped out from the crack of the cabinet door like poisonous snakes.

Huang Xiaolong smiled and opened the cabinet door!

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