Medical and Martial God

”Okay!” Meng Yinwan nodded. She immediately said farewell to Ye Xiu and left in a hurry.

「Three miles away from the Mist Chant Martial Meeting arena, there was a luxurious and uniquely styled cluster of guesthouses.」

Tang Bo, An Dongye, members of the Dongfang Family, people from Medicine King Valley, and Chloe’s twenty attendants were all gathered in the courtyard of one of the guesthouses.

An Dongye complained, ”What’s our little brother thinking? Why won’t he let us participate in the Mist Chant Martial Meeting? Even if we can’t join in, he could at least let us go watch the show.”

”Big Brother must have his reasons,” Tang Bo said.

Dong Fangbai, with his back turned to everyone, remarked, ”Just because Ye Xiu won’t let us go, does that mean we can’t?”

An Dongye sneered, ”You’re all talk. Why don’t you give it a try?”

Dong Fangbai fell silent.

Before he left, Ye Xiu had ordered Chloe’s twenty attendants to monitor Tang Bo and the others, forbidding them from leaving the courtyard. Dong Fangbai wanted to ignore Ye Xiu’s orders, but the problem was that he couldn’t defeat Chloe.

Suddenly, Chloe announced, ”The Young Master has returned!”

SWISH!

An Dongye and the others whipped their heads toward the entrance.

Then, Ye Xiu walked out from inside the guesthouse and smiled. ”I’m over here.”

Everyone stared, speechless.

Ever since Ye Xiu acquired the Earth System Totem, he could come and go without a trace.

An Dongye asked, ”Little brother, how are things at the Mist Chant Martial Meeting? Did the Temple and the Sword Holder show up?”

Ye Xiu recounted the events of the Mist Chant Martial Meeting and concluded, ”The Temple and the Sword Holder didn’t appear. It seems they truly have vanished into the mists of history.”

When they heard that Huang Quan had appeared and saved all the participants, An Dongye and the others groaned in frustration, regretting that they hadn’t gone to watch the show.

Chloe said gravely, ”With no appearance from the Temple and the Sword Holder, the three Judicator Families will be without any scruples. They are very likely to start a war and attack nations around the world.”

Ye Xiu was thinking the same thing.

This Mist Chant Martial Meeting was different from previous ones, both in its nature and location. Qiao Beiming had unsealed all the Spiritual Energy Wells in the world. On top of that, T4001 had led the Silver Cloth Assassins to try and kill all the participants. There was only one purpose behind all of this: to draw out the Temple and the Sword Holder.

If the Temple and the Sword Holder had appeared, the three Judicator Families and the Eternal Kingdom would continue to behave. But since they didn’t appear, no one in this world could stop the ambitions of the three Judicator Families—or so they believed.

”Ye Xiu...”

At that moment, Yan Long’s booming voice rang out as he strode in with the Eight Great National Protector War Gods. The other members of Heaven Net remained outside the courtyard; there were too many of them to fit inside.

”What is it?” Ye Xiu asked coldly.

Tang Bo and the others glared at the newcomers, still remembering the grudge they held against Yan Long for seizing the Wu Family Estate and Wu Family Fortress.

”I have neither the time nor the patience for this nonsense,” Yan Long declared, delivering his ultimatum. ”Today, right now, you either cure my illness, or I’ll kill you. Make your choice.” He was eager to head to Biluo Island and didn’t want to waste any more time on Ye Xiu.

”This is the first time I’ve seen someone demand medical treatment this way,” Ye Xiu snorted. ”Aren’t you afraid that if I’m forced to treat you, I might ’accidentally’ kill you?”

”If you dare to pull any tricks, I will kill you,” Yan Long threatened menacingly. ”Hurry up. Will you choose to treat me, or will you choose to be killed by me?”

”I don’t like being given choices,” Ye Xiu said coldly.

”It seems you’ve chosen to be killed by me, then?” Yan Long unsheathed his sword, his body radiating a murderous aura.

This damned bastard is courting death!

Ye Xiu glared at Yan Long and clenched his fists, struggling to resist the urge to attack. He took a few deep breaths, but the impulse was too strong to contain. ”Wait here for a moment,” he said. ”I’m going back to my room to get something.”

Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked toward the guesthouse.

Seeing this, the Eight Great National Protector War Gods knew exactly what was happening: Ye Xiu was going back to change his clothes.

Yan Long, however, flashed a victorious smile. Looking at the tense faces of Tang Bo and the others, he said disdainfully, ”You see? In front of me, Ye Xiu can only put on a brave face for a short while. He doesn’t dare to truly anger me.”

Master, please stop talking. The slap in the face is going to really hurt later... the Eight Great National Protector War Gods complained internally.

After Ye Xiu entered his bedroom, he quickly changed into the Huang Quan Suit, activated the Earth System Totem, and tunneled out of the guesthouse from underground. After surfacing, he simply leaped back into the courtyard.

”You, you... you...”

Seeing Huang Quan vault over the wall, Yan Long was so frightened he could barely speak.

The Eight Great National Protector War Gods sighed to themselves. Just as they’d thought, Ye Xiu had gone back to change his clothes.

Ye Xiu slapped him across the face. ”What are you doing here?” he asked.

”I... haha... well... haha, I came to seek medical help! It’s the path you pointed me to. Only Divine Doctor Ye can cure my illness.”

Having been slapped, Yan Long didn’t dare show any anger. He could only force a sycophantic grin as he replied, his heart pounding with fear.

”Is that so?” Ye Xiu snorted. ”Fine. I’ll go inside and ask Ye Xiu about it.”

With that, he started walking toward the house.

Yan Long’s heart sank. If Ye Xiu told Huang Quan what really happened, he was guaranteed to get another severe beating today.

”Let’s go!” Yan Long shouted, vaulting over the courtyard wall and bolting.

He was so fast that by the time the Eight Great National Protector War Gods gave chase, he was already gone.

After returning to his room, Ye Xiu took off the Huang Quan Suit. Just then, his phone rang.

The caller ID showed it was Kuroki Suzu!

Ye Xiu was taken aback. If Kuroki Suzu hadn’t called, he might have forgotten about her entirely. Hadn’t he sent her back to Sang Jing to reorganize the Tiansha Association? She didn’t even come to the Mist Chant Martial Meeting!

”Kuroki Suzu, what’s with the sudden call? Is something wrong?” Ye Xiu asked.

”Um...” Kuroki Suzu’s voice on the other end was hesitant.

”If you’re in trouble, just say it,” Ye Xiu said with a smile.

”Then I’ll be direct,” Kuroki Suzu said. ”There are two things. First, your brother Ye Liuyun was killed in Sang Jing...”

”What?” Ye Xiu’s expression changed dramatically. ”How is that possible? Ye Liuyun is a Second Realm War God, and my people have been secretly protecting him. Who in Sang Jing could possibly kill him? Why haven’t my people reported back?”

”The people secretly protecting Ye Liuyun were also killed,” Kuroki Suzu explained. ”The man who killed them and Ye Liuyun is named Hachi.”

”Hachi?” Ye Xiu frowned. He had never heard of such a person. ”Where is Hachi now?”

No matter who this guy is, if he dared to kill Ye Liuyun, he must die!

”That brings me to the second thing I need to tell you,” Kuroki Suzu said. ”This morning, a man named Hachi suddenly appeared at the Tiansha Association Headquarters with dozens of his subordinates. He defeated me in a single move and took over as the head of the Tiansha Association.”