The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 545: Chapter 545 Departing Tomorrow! (Fifth Update)
 

Huang Xiaolong just snapped Bian Yizhi’s finger!

“Ah~~~~!!!! No! You! You! You deserve to die!” Bian Yizhi let out a heart-wrenching scream, gritting his teeth, his face looked like a demon, visibly terrifying, his eyes fixed on Huang Xiaolong, as if to cast the deadliest curse.

That finger had gathered Bian Yizhi’s years of cultivation, years of hard work, and years of fortune.

Without that finger, his medical skills and martial arts would be greatly discounted, falling from a prodigy, a rising star in the family, to just an ordinary clansman.

For a family like Bian’s, the internal competition was fierce. If Bian Yizhi was disabled, he would certainly not be able to compete with other excellent talents in the family. Saying he was cast off would not be an exaggeration.

“I’m in a good mood today, so I won’t kill you,” laughed Huang Xiaolong. “Tch, actually, it’s not about my mood. Killing you would be doing you a favor. I want you to taste the bitterness of falling from grace. Now beat it.”

Huang Xiaolong nonchalantly tossed Bian Yizhi aside, leaving him in a mess.

As Bian Yizhi got up from the ground, Huang Xiaolong laughed. “I’ll give you ten breaths to disappear from my sight or else… death.”

Heavens! From Huang Xiaolong’s eyes, Bian Yizhi seemed to have glimpsed a hell filled with corpses and skeletons.

A fear stemming from the depths of his soul ensnared Bian Yizhi! He deeply believed that Huang Xiaolong would dare to kill him, and had the ability to do so!

“Fine! I swear to repay today’s grudge a hundredfold!” Bian Yizhi glared at Huang Xiaolong with the most vicious look for a few seconds, then hurriedly ran away.

Ying Aoshan and Uncle Yun quickly approached.

Uncle Yun wanted to say something.

Huang Xiaolong cut him off. “Let’s not discuss Master Bian’s matters, to avoid spoiling my mood. As for Bian Family’s revenge, I’m not afraid in the slightest. If Bian family dares to provoke me, I’ll wipe them out. It’s that simple.”

“Uh… alright, alright, Young Master Huang, let’s not talk about it. Let’s not.” Uncle Yun laughed.

Regarding Huang Xiaolong, he was becoming increasingly elusive, but one thing was certain – Huang Xiaolong was certainly an extremely influential person, possibly with an ancient family background.

He wasn’t afraid of the Bian family’s retaliation. Besides, Huang Xiaolong is now Ying family’s son-in-law. If Bian family went too far, Ying family would intervene.

“Ladies and gentlemen, why not dine here at Wolong Villa? I have arranged a feast to celebrate Miss Ying Aoshan’s recovery.” Old Master Lin warmly suggested.

“Your generous hospitality is much appreciated, Master Lin.” Uncle Yun laughed.

Recognizing the rapport between Huang Xiaolong and the Lin Family, Uncle Yun saw the Lin family in a new light.

Immediately, the Lin family’s servants began preparing a lavish banquet at Wolong Villa.

Ying Aoshan accompanied Huang Xiaolong, wandering around the Wolong Villa.

The Villa was nestled in mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery. Ying Aoshan had completely fallen for Huang Xiaolong. Being by his side made every aspect of her life feel wonderful, and the air around her seemed to be filled with a joyful aura.

Huang Xiaolong unabashedly held Ying Aoshan’s hand, their fingers tightly interlocked. Ying Aoshan felt both shy and delighted.

“What I said earlier was true. If you marry me, you can only be my second wife.” Huang Xiaolong emphasized once again.

“Pfft…Little Long, there’s no need to say anymore. I’ve told you before, what matters is being with you, whether I’m the first wife or not.” Ying Aoshan’s laughter was as bright as a flower.

“Er… don’t you women usually oppose polygamy?” Huang Xiaolong was rather taken aback.

“Not exactly.” Ying Aoshan chuckled. “In large families, having multiple wives is quite normal. For instance, which head of a conglomerate doesn’t have a bevy of wives and concubines? The average person just isn’t aware of it. And even some local businessmen, with only millions in assets, have many wives. What’s more, these wives manage to live in harmony.”

“You seem to know more about this than I do,” Huang Xiaolong laughed sheepishly.

“Our Ying Family is like that,” Ying Aoshan said softly. “In the world of martial arts, for the truly powerful, having beauties on their knees is commonplace. Perhaps, we martial arts families are not only imitating ancient culture and lifestyle, but also preserving the ancient marriage customs. My… My father, for example, has one wife and six concubines. And as for mistressess, there are too many to count.”

“Little Long, with your strength, it’s only natural to have a harem. How can we girls resist a man like you?” Ying Aoshan’s gaze was full of fascination as she looked at Huang Xiaolong. “Sun Wei of the Sun Family is yours. I suspect that Jin Mengqi from the Jin Family and Xia Ying from the Xia Family will also become my sisters sooner or later…”

“Hahaha~~~” Huang Xiaolong let go of Ying Aoshan’s jade hand and instead embraced her slender waist. The feeling of her body against his was simply top-notch. “I came to the city this time with the aim of earning money to go to university and get married. I want many, many wives, because they all tell me that a man like me, if he doesn’t marry hundreds of wives, would be a waste, hahaha~~~”

Ying Aoshan chuckled, unfazed.

Huang Xiaolong’s eyes lit up suddenly. “Darling, your family, the Ying Family, being a martial arts family, well… is it necessary to wait until the wedding night to… you know… consummate the relationship?”

Ying Aoshan knew what Huang Xiaolong meant. Her beautiful eyes danced as she stood on her tiptoes to plant a kiss on Huang Xiaolong’s cheek. She whispered into his ear, “There’s no need for such formalities… I belong to you, Little Long, for the rest of my life… I’ll do anything you want… Do you understand?”

At her words, Huang Xiaolong knew he could claim Ying Aoshan anytime he pleased!

Moved, Huang Xiaolong cradled Ying Aoshan’s delicate face in his hands and kissed her passionately.

Ten minutes later.

Huang Xiaolong sat in a gazebo while Ying Aoshan nestled in his arms, fragrantly relaxed against him.

“Little Long… Little Long… I must be the happiest, most fortunate woman in the world,” Ying Aoshan dreamily murmured.

“By the way, darling, your family’s clan meeting seems to be coming up. I’ve been rather idle in Binhai lately and I wonder if the Ying Family’s clan meeting would be fun to attend,” Huang Xiaolong said suddenly.

“Hm… I will return home tomorrow to participate in the family meeting,” Ying Aoshan replied sweetly. “Little Long, will you come home with me? You… now you are also qualified to attend the Ying Family’s clan meeting.”

What Ying Aoshan meant was, as a son-in-law of the Ying Family, Huang Xiaolong was entitled to participate.

“Little Long, the ten great ancient martial arts families all hold family meetings every year. The purpose of these meetings is to worship our ancestors and then assess the year’s progress of the young people in martial arts and other fields,” Ying Aoshan explained slowly. “The gathering is grandiose, even more festive than the New Year. All members of the Ying Family, even those overseas, will return home. The spectacle is incredible and hard to describe.”

“Every young member of the family hopes to shine at the family meeting and earn recognition from the upper echelons,” Ying Aoshan continued with a faint frown. “The gathering is a time for reunion and rivalry; a time to boast and a time to be slapped in the face… In short, for an ancient martial arts family, the family meeting is of paramount importance. In previous years, I never really stood out at these meetings. But this year will be different…”

With that, Ying Aoshan looked at Huang Xiaolong with infinite love, “This year, Little Long, I…my husband…will surely… stunningly… make those relatives who once looked down upon me see my worth…Pfft. But, Little Long, you are also free not to do anything but enjoy yourself. The level of excitement really exceeds your imagination.”

Ying Aoshan’s words fueled Huang Xiaolong’s interest.

In addition, he also planned to let the ghost king, Ying Kexin, out to see the fun once they got to the Ying Family’s ancestral home.

“Great! We’ll set off together tomorrow to attend the Ying Family’s clan meeting!” Huang Xiaolong, holding Ying Aoshan, kissed her passionately once more.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om