The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 539: Chapter 539: Bian Yizhi
 

Huang Xiaolong and Lin Zicong entered the Wolong Manor one after another, coming to the courtyard where the Lin family had met with the feng shui master from the harbor.

The doors to the hall were wide open.

At a glance, Huang Xiaolong saw that quite a few people were already seated in the ancient, vintage-style hall.

There were faint fluctuations of True Qi seeping out. These were the kinds of fluctuations that formed when a martial arts Grandmaster’s True Qi operated autonomously within his body, spilling outside and affecting the surrounding atmosphere. These fluctuations were unnoticeable to ordinary people and could only be perceived by true experts.

For ordinary people, these True Qi fluctuations were akin to an inexplicable pressure that could cause them to suffocate.

They walked into the hall.

Huang Xiaolong looked up and saw that besides the family head, Old Master Lin keeping company, there were Lin Jing and Lin Zicong’s father, General Lin Jianfeng, and many other important figures from the Lin family.

Lin Jing seemed to be absent.

In addition, there was Uncle Yun.

And, a remarkable-looking young boy!

This youngster was wearing a very unique shirt, seemingly made of silkworm silk. Every button on his shirt was made of genuine gemstones.

Just this shirt alone was probably worth a fortune.

Although he was pretty handsome, he bore a natural arrogant temperament. His gaze was somewhat condescending, revealing himself to be exceedingly proud.

There were as many as 20 strings of True Qi fluctuating within his body. He was a martial arts Grandmaster and his skills exceeded those of Uncle Yun’s. He had already reached Wei Feilong’s level of expertise and was even more formidable.

Oddly enough, Huang Xiaolong detected the scent of at least thirty different kinds of herbs from this young man.

It seemed as though he was also a physician?

A thought appeared in Huang Xiaolong’s mind. ‘This person must’ve been invited by Uncle Yun to treat Ying Aoshan.’

Ying Aoshan was not present in the hall.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong entering the hall, everyone in the Lin family got up to greet him, even Uncle Yun walked over to him and softly said, “Young Master Huang! You’re here!”

Upon seeing everyone in the hall treating Huang Xiaolong with such respect, the young boy’s expression briefly shifted before his piercing gaze swept across Huang Xiaolong. However, once he observed that there was nothing distinctive about Huang Xiaolong and that there were no traces of True Qi fluctuations within his body, he scoffed disdainfully, as if he was looking at a tiny ant.

“Ah~~ Master Long is here. Hahahaha~~ It adds grace to our ordinary Wolong Manor!” Old Master Lin laughed merrily and quickly pulled Huang Xiaolong by the hand over to the arrogant young man, introducing him saying, “Master Bian, this is Master Long, the most outstanding prodigy amongst the young generation in Binhai! A real gem!”

Hahahaha~~~” The arrogant young man, “Master Bian”, burst into uncontrolled laughter, wherein sarcasm and ridicule were evident. “A master? Being a master is really not valuable these days… hehehe, a prodigy? A real gem? Presumably, more like a frog in a well.”

Old Master Lin didn’t expect “Master Bian” to openly mock Huang Xiaolong in front of him which made him a bit uncomfortable.

“Oh… are you mocking me?” Huang Xiaolong narrowed his eyes slightly.

Without acknowledging Huang Xiaolong, “Master Bian” picked up a covered tea bowl from a side table, gently took a sip of the tea, and frowned soon after, seemingly dissatisfied with the taste of the tea.

Uncle Yun quickly pulled Huang Xiaolong aside, whispering, “Young Master Huang, please do not take offence. This individual is a young master from one of the top ten martial art families, the Bian Family. The Bian family is quite remarkable, blending medicine with martial arts. Over the years, many divine doctors have emerged from the family, reputed for reviving the dead and the decaying. They possess many lost Master TCM techniques. Master Bian is even regarded as a star of the Bian family. Not only is his martial art cultivation outstanding, but his medical skills are also remarkably divine. In the circle of the top ten martial art families, he’s known as ‘Bian Yizhi’, because whether to kill or to heal, he only needs one finger. He can end someone’s life with a single finger poke, or diagnose a patient using just one finger to feel the pulse.”

“This time, when Miss Aoshan fell ill, it fortunately happened that Master Bian was in Binhai. I pleaded with him to diagnose her…” Uncle Yun said in a bit of an awkward manner. “Young Master Huang, you don’t mind, do you?”

“What should I mind?” Huang Xiaolong waved off indifferently. “Bian Yizhi? Interesting. From the top ten martial art families, the Bian family? Is he by any chance a descendant of Bian Que?”

Huang Xiaolong muttered, “However, it seems I’ve never heard about Bian Que having any descendants…”

“Well… Young Master Huang, regarding whether the Bian family are direct descendants of the Divine Doctor Bian Que, that is quite unclear,” Uncle Yun spoke in a very low voice. “Not even the Bian family themselves are certain.”

After a pause, Uncle Yun continued. “Young Master Huang, Master Bian is one of the many suitors of Miss Aoshan. In fact, he can be considered the suitor with the strongest background and the most outstanding personal abilities. He is quite arrogant and regards Miss Aoshan as…as his wife… Of course, I do not want you to misunderstand—Miss Aoshan does not harbour any special feelings for him.”

“Oh, so it’s like that,” Huang Xiaolong nodded thoughtfully.

Old Master Lin personally brought over a chair for Huang Xiaolong and invited him to sit down.

“Uncle Yun, you may bring Miss Aoshan out now,” Bian Yizhi said with a proud smile. “The Ying Family’s gathering will take place soon and it is indeed troublesome that Miss Aoshan has fallen ill. But with me present, irrespective of her ailment, just one touch from me will make her rejuvenated without any medicine. Her energy will return in full!”

Bian Yizhi was indeed very conceited, asserting that he could cure Ying Aoshan even without having seen her yet.

Huang Xiaolong let out a silent chuckle.

He knew that the ailment that Ying Aoshan had contracted was certainly not a common one. Given that a Grandmaster of ancient martial arts either wouldn’t fall ill or would fall gravely ill if they did, such boasting on Bian Yizhi’s part was unwise indeed.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

But of course, if Huang Xiaolong were to make such a bold claim himself, there would be no problem at all—he could indeed bring the dead back to life!

“Very well! Master Bian, please wait a moment. I shall go get the Miss right now,” Uncle Yun stood up, casually addressing Huang Xiaolong, “Young Master Huang, please wait as well.”

“Could it be possible…that you’ve been invited by Uncle Yun to treat Miss Aoshan’s illness as well?” Bian Yizhi glanced meaningfully at Huang Xiaolong. “Do you know medical arts?”

“Well, I suppose I do know a little,” Huang Xiaolong replied jokingly.

“Haha! I suggest you refrain from speaking about ‘medical arts’ in my presence—it would be disrespectful,” Bian Yizhi sneered.

“What did you just say?!” blurted out Lin Zicong indignantly.

“Hm?” Glancing at Lin Zicong, Bian Yizhi released a formidable aura that swept onto him. Suddenly, Lin Zicong found it hard to breathe, as though he was carrying a mountain on his back. His neck crunched under the pressure as he could hardly keep his back straight, looking like he was about to kneel to Bian Yizhi!

“Enough, Master Bian, please calm yourself,” stepping in front of Lin Zicong, Uncle Yun interrupted. The immense invisible pressure suddenly vanished.

Despite their livid expressions, nobody else from the Lin family dared to speak out.

While gnashing his teeth, Lin Zicong met Huang Xiaolong’s gaze—the latter subtly indicating him to endure for the time being.

“I’ll go and fetch the Miss,” Uncle Yun said as he walked out of the hall.

In a short while, Uncle Yun returned, supporting Ying Aoshan.

Huang Xiaolong looked up to see Ying Aoshan, her face obscured by a thick black cloth, revealing only a pair of lively eyes that seemed infused with an ethereal aura.

However, at this moment, her eyes held a sense of utter hopelessness and despair!

Upon entering the hall and spotting Huang Xiaolong, Ying Aoshan almost lost control of her emotions. Tears cascaded down her face as she choked out, “Young Master Huang, what…what are you doing here? I…I…I… I don’t want you to see…to see me like this…”

Fighting back tears, she looked so pitiful that she nearly turned around and left.

Huang Xiaolong recited a divination spell: not only was Ying Aoshan’s face—concealed beneath the black cloth—completely visible to him, but her entire body was also exposed to his gaze.

‘Tsk tsk, what a figure—curves in all the right places… truly a natural beauty, capable of overthrowing cities and kingdoms… but…’ Huang Xiaolong’s gaze narrowed perceptively; he now had a crystal clear understanding!