The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 274: Surname Tu, Given Name Sha (Meaning Kill)

Chapter 274: Chapter 274: Surname Tu, Given Name Sha (Meaning Kill)

"I don’t know where my junior master-uncle has gone either, I don’t even know what he looks like now. All I know is that he was the last disciple of our master, and much younger than me."

Li Rong said, "My master told me that our grandmaster thought my master was suitable to be the leader, while my junior master-uncle was suited to be the ’Dragon Slayer’s blade’, so my junior master-uncle has always been ’sharpening the edge’."

Li Chengyang was startled, "Sharpening the edge? What does that mean?"

"It means exactly that," explained Li Rong. "To sharpen the blade with human bodies, to wash the blade with human blood."

Li Chengyang: "......"

With a splatter—in a war-torn region of Central Asia, a young man with a stern face chopped off a mercenary’s head with ease, as if slicing through a melon.

His blade was exceedingly light and thin, so thin that when sheathed, the blade would still quiver slightly.

All around him lay dozens of bodies, haphazardly sprawled, each with their heads severed in one strike, the ground littered with heads!

"This guy’s a monster, a monster!" The mercenaries ahead lost their will to fight and turned tail and ran.

"How boring." The young man scoffed coldly, casually tossing the thin blade, thin as a cicada’s wing, from his hand.

Pupupupu...

The Cicada Wing Blade spun through the crowd of several dozen mercenaries, instantly sending dozens of heads flying, with blood accompanying the severed heads, raining down onto the ground like a sudden shower!

Swish!

The Cicada Wing Blade returned to the young man’s hand. He effortlessly slid the blade into its place at his waistband, where the handle became part of the belt loop.

In the center of the belt loop, a blood-red dragon’s head was particularly striking!

The young man continued forward, entering the mercenaries’ stronghold.

"Don’t kill me, don’t kill me..." A local woman with hardly any clothes huddled in a corner, her eyes filled with terror.

The young man threw a blanket at her and asked casually, "Have you seen a man from Xia Country, about this tall..."

Swish!

Suddenly, the woman leaped up, the blanket wrapping a dagger in her hand, stabbing straight at the young man’s heart: "Die!"

Thwack!

The dagger stabbed at the area of the young man’s heart but was as immobile as if it had struck stone!

"Why go to such lengths?" The young man shook his head, "I really don’t want to kill a woman."

No sooner had he spoken than his hand sliced across the woman’s neck.

A spray of blood shot up, the woman’s head tilted, and it hit the ground with a thud!

The young man continued his search, finally finding the man he was looking for in the stronghold’s secret jail: "Mr. Xia, I’ve finally found you. Let’s go, I’ll take you back."

The middle-aged man cried out, overwhelmed with emotion, "Thank you, thank you."

"No need to thank me," the young man’s face remained expressionless, "just make sure your family pays the balance due to me."

"Certainly, certainly," the middle-aged man nodded again and again, "May I ask how to address you, sir?"

The young man revealed his name: "My surname is Tu, with a single name, Sha."

Tu Sha!

That same evening, Yang Yu and his two companions arrived in Yunkun City, Dian Province.

No sooner had they exited the airport than a middle-aged man approached them: "Mr. Yang, I am Lan Heng, the housekeeper of the Lan Family. The car is waiting outside, please follow me."

"Alright." Yang Yu and his companions followed Lan Heng into the car and drove toward the city center.

Yang Yu felt it necessary to understand more about the situation, so he casually asked, "Housekeeper Lan, since when did the Lan Family start experiencing these strange incidents?"

"Alas, it all started when we were repairing the ancestral tomb..." Lan Heng sighed before starting to recount the tale.

It turned out that due to years of neglect, the Lan Family Ancestral Tomb had fallen into disrepair, so the Family Head hired a Feng Shui master. They found a piece of land with good Feng Shui near the old tomb to relocate and repair it.

But on that very evening, threats were issued, warning the Lan Family not to touch that land or they would surely face retribution.

Nevertheless, the Feng Shui master insisted that the land was very auspicious, and since the owner of the land had been paid and sold the land to the Lan Family, no one took the threats seriously.

The construction went smoothly, but on the day the Lan Family Ancestral Tomb was rebuilt, the Feng Shui master met with an accident.

His death was extremely bizarre; his head seemed to have been forcefully torn from his neck, the wound jagged and uneven, his hands still tightly clutching his own hair. The police struggled greatly to pry his fingers open.

After the Feng Shui master died, members of the Lan Family also started dying one after the other in equally strange ways.

There were those who drank toilet water until they burst, those who slit their wrists and then hung themselves on trees, and those who cut off their own skin piece by piece until they died.

All of these incidents occurred under surveillance, in full view of everyone, leaving no room for a second person to have played a foul hand.

The Family Head of the Lan Family sought many extraordinary individuals to help, but with every one they found, another one would die, and they could never identify the culprit.

Having no other choice, the Family Head sought help from Capital City.

"So that’s how it is." Yang Yu turned to Ye Yu and smiled faintly, "Xiao Yu, do you have any thoughts?"

"It must be the Gu Technique from the Miao Region." Ye Yu had learned many Evil Magic tricks from the Soul Suppressing Skull and immediately voiced her opinion: "Once someone is cursed with a Gu, the victim will die according to the will of the person who laid the curse. Ordinary people don’t possess such strong willpower and strength, but under a Gu curse, they lose all sense of pain and self-awareness, which makes all sorts of bizarre deaths quite normal."

"To solve the problem, we must find the Gu Sorcerer. Otherwise, no method will be effective."

"Hmm." Yang Yu nodded appreciatively, "Xiao Yu, do you now understand the significance of why I had you learn Evil Magic?"

"I understand." Ye Yu felt relieved, and her mood visibly brightened, "Tools are not absolutely good or bad, but people are. In the hands of good people, tools are good. In the hands of bad people, tools are accomplices."

"Let’s go," Yang Yu said with a smile, "we’re off to find the villains!"

An hour later, the trio had finally arrived at the Lan Family.

"It’s terrible, the Family Head has gone mad!" As soon as they entered the Lan Family estate, it was utter chaos inside—screams and cries of distress mixed together as if in the throes of war.

Yang Yu rushed into the Lan Family’s main hall, with Ye Yu and Bai Xuefeng arriving shortly after.

"What is this..." Bai Xuefeng turned pale, barely suppressing the urge to retch.

A fat man in his fifties was sitting in the center of the teak armchair, stabbing his own belly with a fruit knife, the flesh grotesquely mangled beneath the blade!

"Come out!" Ye Yu casually took out the Soul Suppressing Skull, and a surge of dark energy immediately flew out from the seven orifices of the Family Head, sucked away by the Skull.

"Ugh—" The Family Head gaped wide, and a half-meter long, centipede-like black insect covered in blood and mucus crawled out from his mouth, making its way across the floor in a disgustingly viscous manner!

"It is indeed a Gu!" Ye Yu waved her hand, and a dark light shot out from the Skull’s mouth, striking the black insect.

Pop!

The black insect instantly turned into a wisp of smoke and vanished without a trace!