The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 550: 550: Devour Ying Aoshan (Fifth Update)



Chapter 550: Chapter 550: Devour Ying Aoshan (Fifth Update)
 

Huang Xiaolong safely landed the plane at Dong’an City International Airport without any trouble.

He, accompanied by Ying Aoshan and Uncle Yun, returned to the cabin from the cockpit.

Incredibly, all the passengers in the cabin were standing in two rows, left and right, led by the beautiful stewardesses. As soon as they caught sight of Huang Xiaolong, they started clapping enthusiastically.

“Hero! Hero! Hero! Hero!”

“Well… actually, there’s no need to be so polite.” Huang Xiaolong, experiencing this kind of saluting for the first time, replied with a grin.

After consulting with a few stewardesses, Huang Xiaolong decided he would sneak away as soon as he left the plane, to avoid any entanglements.

The stewardesses showed their understanding.

However, they all scrambled to get Huang Xiaolong’s WeChat number.

By seeing their infatuated expressions, Huang Xiaolong surmised that, at this point, if he were to invite these stewardesses to sleep with him, they would gladly oblige.

Since Huang Xiaolong had a soft spot for young, attractive stewardesses in uniform, he didn’t mind leaving his WeChat number to them. Who knows, something interesting might occur in the future!

Off the plane.

Huang Xiaolong, Ying Aoshan, and Uncle Yun quickly left the airport.

The most notable difference coming to Dong’an City, the capital city of Shaanxi Province from Binhai City is the temperature.

Binhai is a coastal city with a subtropical climate; for more than half of the year, it is unbearably hot. On the other hand, Dong’an, being an inland city, has a much more pleasant climate.

The three of them were walking down the street at around 11 PM, and the city was bustling and lively.

“Little Long, although Dong’an’s economy is not as vibrant as Binhai’s, it’s history and cultural heritage surpasses Binhai’s,” Ying Aoshan, acting as the hostess, said chatting pleasantly by Huang Xiaolong’s side.

Huang Xiaolong casually put his arm around Ying Aoshan’s waist.

“This is an ancient city of six dynasties, witnessing the rise and fall of numerous empires,” Ying Aoshan sighed. “Dong’an, one of the four ancient civilizations of the world. It is a testament to the enduring brilliance of our Huaxia civilization. This profound city is where past and future intersect and collide. It is currently striving towards becoming an international metropolis.”

Huang Xiaolong’s eyes narrowed into slits, like black holes. To him, this ancient city was boiling with an unnatural aura. Buried beneath the bustling mundane world, it hid countless lurking spirits!

In this city, there was a multitude of filth hiding in the shadows, far more than in Binhai!

Perhaps, it was due to the city’s antiquity that it bred such a potent aura!

“Great! Now I have something to do! Hahaha!” Huang Xiaolong couldn’t help but cheer. “I won’t be so bored anymore!”

“Pfft, Little Long, what is it that makes you so happy?” Ying Aoshan couldn’t help but laugh.

“Ah, I just love this city! There’s so much to do here! It’ll help kill my boredom and fill my life with fun!” Huang Xiaolong responded earnestly.

At this time, Uncle Yun had just finished a phone call. He chuckled. “Miss, the master has already returned to our ancestral land with the madams and your siblings. The family meeting is about to begin, and members of the Ying family have already returned from all over the world. The master suggests that you return to our ancestral land soon as well.”

“My dad actually went ahead without waiting for me, even though he promised he would,” Ying Aoshan laughed. “But that’s alright, let’s head back to the ancestral land tomorrow.”

After a moment, Ying Aoshan said softly to Huang Xiaolong, “Little Long, I originally planned to show you around Dong’an, but since our family meeting is approaching, we should head back to our ancestral land first. After the meeting, I promise I will give you a proper tour!”

“Sure, I don’t mind,” Huang Xiaolong said with a wide grin.

“Miss Aoshan, Young Master Huang, I had already booked rooms at the hotel in advance. Let’s go there and rest now. Today’s experiences have been a bit draining,” Uncle Yun proposed.

Huang Xiaolong had no objections.

The three hopped into a taxi and headed to a grandiose five-star hotel.

Uncle Yun took care of check-in procedures.

Unflinchingly, Uncle Yun booked two suites. He would stay in one by himself, leaving the remaining suite for Huang Xiaolong and Ying Aoshan.

Ying Aoshan’s face flushed crimson. She knew that an important event was destined to take place between them that night. Her heart wavered between apprehension and anticipation, a feeling of happiness about to burst forth.

In the luxurious suite.

“Ahh~~ I’m so tired.” Huang Xiaolong slumped onto the couch.

“Little Long, I… I… I will run a bath for you, and … and bathe you,” Ying Aoshan stammered, her face red as a beet.

“Um…” Huang Xiaolong paused for a moment.

With a sweet smile, Ying Aoshan said, “Little Long, don’t be surprised. Us girls from martial arts families not only learn traditional feminine arts like sewing and painting or poetry and music, but we also learn how to serve our husbands…”

“Wow, quite in-depth,” Huang Xiaolong laughed.

“Little Long, you’re the first man I’ve served. And you will be the only one in this life. I will forever be faithful to you,” Ying Aoshan suddenly said earnestly.

“Mm-hmm, my good wife, I understand,” Huang Xiaolong laughed.

Ying Aoshan, with the gentleness would rival a stream, walked over and bent down to untie Huang Xiaolong’s shoes.

“Hehe, I’m not really used to this,” Huang Xiaolong laughed sheepishly. “By the way, my dear wife, those centipede and golden silkworm bugs in your body imply someone wants you dead. I once met a girl from a large family, named ‘Ji Yianxue’, who faced numerous assassination attempts. It turned out, it was done by someone within her own family. Your family might not be as harmonious as it seems. The person who seeks your demise might be from your very own Ying family.”

Ying Aoshan looked up at Huang Xiaolong with dewy eyes. “Maybe so. But with Little Long by my side, nobody can harm me. I have the Bug Poison in me; no one can infect me secretly anymore.”

“Alright. When I accompany you back to the ancestral land of the Ying Family for the clan meeting, if I bump into the person who tried to poison you, I won’t show them any mercy. My wife isn’t someone that people can just assassinate,” Huang Xiaolong said with a stern face. “These are my principles. Dragons have inverse scales; whosoever touches them must die.”

From then on, Ying Aoshan dedicated herself to serving Huang Xiaolong with her full heart.

Ying Aoshan transformed from a young woman to Huang Xiaolong’s woman.

She’s the third wife Huang Xiaolong truly possessed. She is also the first wife to have reached the grandmaster level in martial arts. During their intimate moments, Huang Xiaolong always found Aoshan’s aura to be different from the other beauties. She embodied a blend of sanctity, nobility, elegance, and allure, along with a gentle charm…

A grandmaster in martial arts, and a top-rated beauty. The satisfaction that comes from dominating such a woman mentally is difficult to describe with words.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

However, like Liu Feilei and Sun Wei, upon becoming Huang Xiaolong’s woman, Ying Aoshan couldn’t help but shed clear, crystalline tears from her exquisite eyelashes, drenching her fragrant cheeks. Her expression was a mix of pain and happiness…

These were the most beautiful, yet happiest, tears in the world.

After Ying Aoshan had fallen asleep, Huang Xiaolong sat up and took out the cask containing the ghost soul. “Ying Kexin, I’m about to visit the ancestral land of Ying Family to attend the clan meeting. Time for you to come out…”


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