Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend

Chapter 207: Chapter 77: The Boss’s Man, Who Dares to Touch

Compared to Feng Xun, Ye Lingyue was petite and unremarkable, her Primordial Power fluctuations were at most of the Postnatal Realm, and she looked more like Feng Xun’s little sidekick.

The funniest part was the dirty little mongrel dog squatting on ”her” back.

Feng Xun’s heart stirred, secretly delighted by Ye Lingyue’s words.

”How thoughtless of you to butt in when I’m talking to your young master. Don’t you believe I can shred your mouth?” The woman, full of disdain, not only didn’t let go of Feng Xun but even pressed closer to him, almost deliberately rubbing her full chest against him.

A shadow flickered across Ye Lingyue’s brows and before she could take action, the perched Little Zhiyo became enraged.

”Zhiyo~~” Little Zhiyo let out a few cries, its fur poofing up like a small fluffball, and then with a whoosh, it disappeared.

If one were to translate Little Zhiyo’s words, it would roughly mean:

”You shameless old hag, your face is plastered with more powder than a wall, how dare you take advantage of Miss Feng!”

Feng Xun was indeed Little Zhiyo’s first love, although due to gender reasons, before this flower of first love could bloom, it had already withered.

But in Little Zhiyo’s mind, a man as wealthy, generous, and loving to his wife as Miss Feng was harder to find than hen’s teeth, and with the principle of not letting outsiders benefit, Little Zhiyo had already paired up its master with Miss Feng.

Her man, dare anyone touch him!

Just as the woman in red was basking in her vanity, she suddenly felt warmth on her head. Little Zhiyo had pounced on the woman in an instant.

Taking advantage of its small size and quick movements, Little Zhiyo jumped onto the woman’s head, and unluckily or luckily, lifted its little legs and relieved itself on top of the red-clothed woman’s head.

The foul water dripped down; everyone around was stunned.

”Ah! You little mongrel.” The woman screamed, raising her hand to grab Little Zhiyo.

As she raised her hand, a piercing surge of Primordial Power swept over.

Ye Lingyue was startled; this woman was also a Reincarnation Realm Expert, and judging by her appearance, she seemed to be able to control the Wind Spirit and had likely survived at least one Reincarnation Wind Tribulation.

”Little Zhiyo, come back!” Ye Lingyue’s heart moved, and the Blink Shield formed, ready to break through forcibly and rescue Little Zhiyo.

Little Zhiyo wouldn’t let the woman have her way. Its eyes rolled, and with a whoosh, its figure disappeared like lightning, astoundingly fast.

Feng Xun was shocked by Little Zhiyo’s move.

He had always thought that Little Zhiyo was just a cute pet raised by Ye Lingyue, but it turned out; it was really quite capable.

The speed just now, probably not even a Reincarnation Realm Sword Slave could catch up, let alone a mere Innate Realm Martial Artist.

”Stop.” Just as the two were about to clash, a stern shout was heard and an elderly man with a cane quickly stepped out of the crowd, blocking the lady and Ye Lingyue.

The old man was quite aged, his white hair mottled, and his skin slack. He had a very hunched back, as though he was carrying a cauldron.

The old man’s eyes twinkled with wisdom; he was the manager of Xia Capital Treasure Cave, Third Brother He, who was also a Reincarnation Realm Expert, having gone through the Reincarnation Tribulations of metal, wood, and water.

The old man glanced at Feng Xun, whom he naturally recognized, but the ”young man” by his side and the small creature on his shoulder...

Feng Xun was a regular of the Treasure Cave, and Third Brother He was largely aware of his background.

However, this noble customer from Beiqing always had, by his side, Old Sir Mu, the steward of the Feng Residence.

In previous visits, Feng Xun had never spoken up.

Third Brother He looked at Ye Lingyue beside him with a probing gaze.

”Elder He, is this how your Treasure Cave treats its guests?” Feng Xun scolded, his face showing displeasure.

As he spoke, Feng Xun turned his body to shield Ye Lingyue and Little Zhiyo behind him.

Even though he knew that Third Brother He meant no harm, he still disliked the way Third Brother He was staring at his people.

At this moment, Feng Xun’s expression shifted, and an indescribable aura surrounded him. Everyone in the vicinity felt a jolt and involuntarily stepped back.

The woman who was previously arrogant and domineering turned pale with fear.

What happened, how did this noble young master seem to become a completely different person in just a short while?

Feng Xun’s anger had silenced the entire Xuan-level Auction House, and Third Brother He was secretly alarmed.

Everyone knew that Emperor Beiqing was a Martial Realm expert. Rumors said he had broken through the Reincarnation Realm and reached the Divine Power Realm.

Emperor Beiqing’s affection for his nephew, Feng Xun, was known to all.

Since Feng Xun could not practice martial arts, Emperor Beiqing spent ten years creating an unparalleled mental method, known as Emperor’s Breath.

Those who learned this cultivation technique naturally commanded the majesty of an emperor, and even Martial Artists of the Reincarnation Realm would fear them.

”Tenth Young Master, it’s a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. It was all because of Little Three’s negligence that Shui Yaorao dared to offend the Tenth Young Master,” Third Brother He said with a forced smile, trying to smooth things over.

The identities of guests at the Treasure Cave must be kept confidential; regular clients all had codenames.

Since the character ”ten” was in Feng Xun’s name, Third Brother He addressed him as Tenth Young Master.

Afraid that Feng Xun was still not appeased, Third Brother He put on a stern face and shouted aloud.

”Shui Yaorao, you’ve dared to offend the Tenth Young Master. Are you tired of living? Someone come here, strip her of her martial arts, and send her to Sect Leader Shen’s residence.” No sooner had Third Brother He finished speaking than the red-clothed beauty Shui Yaorao let out a wail and collapsed to the ground.

It’s over, it’s all over. She prided herself on her stunning beauty and as an Innate Expert, it took five or six years to finally get to the position of a guide maid at the Xuan-level Auction House.

She thought by attaching herself to a young and wealthy client, she could become his principal wife, never expecting to offend someone untouchable.

That Sect Leader Shen, an old lecher over seventy years old, already had twenty concubines. With her martial arts abolished, and having to be defiled by the old lecher, Shui Yaorao felt as if the sky was falling.

Ignoring Shui Yaorao’s pleas for mercy, she was quickly dragged away.

After such a commotion, the auction house returned to its peaceful state.

The businessman Third Brother He was truly adept in his trade, acting as if nothing of consequence had occurred.

”Tenth Young Master, and who might this young friend be?”

Anyone that Feng Xun deems worthy of his attention must also be no ordinary person.

Third Brother He strained to recall, which young gentlemen in Xia Capital he might have overlooked.

Feng Xun pondered, about to concoct a name for Ye Lingyue.

Yet Ye Lingyue blinked her eyes and sprung forward with a name.

”The people outside all call me Hong Shisan. Just call me Thirteen.”

Ye Lingyue did not wish to reveal her identity. The name Hong Shisan was a spur-of-the-moment inspiration, combining the name of Hong Meng Fang Immortal and Ghost Sect Thirteen Needles.

Ye Lingyue planned to use this name from then on to conceal her identity.