The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 611: Chapter 611: Mr. President!
 

After defeating the old ghost Li Dezheng, the curse that had plagued the Shui Family for 200 years was finally broken. Huang Xiaolong and Xia Ying, driving a pickup truck owned by the Rock Mercenary Group, returned to Shui Yu’s mansion. As for the members of the Rock Mercenary Group, they stayed behind to clean up the mess at the mansion. After all, the mercenary group had suffered heavy losses, and handling the aftermath was a bit tricky. Of course, this was no longer Huang Xiaolong’s concern.

At Shui Yu’s mansion.

Huang Xiaolong was treated like a superstar by the Shui family members, who surrounded him as if he were the moon surrounded by stars.

“Well… I used an aura-reading technique to show you all that the curse has been broken; originally, you all had a black fingerprint-like curse on your backs, like birthmarks. Now you can check for yourselves and see if they have all disappeared,” Huang Xiaolong said with a playful smile.

The Shui family members were familiar with their birthmarks and promptly checked. The black scars had indeed vanished magically!

Xia Ying explained in great detail what took place at the Shui family ancestral home that night. The Shui family members were left in stunned awe, their hearts racing at the thrilling narrative.

“Ah~~true, our ancestors in the Shui family were great practitioners of witchcraft. Our forefathers had indeed traveled across the ocean to Nanyang to study witchcraft,” a Shui family member remarked. “We never imagined that the one who cursed us was actually a servant! It’s true what they say; it’s dangerous to keep a tiger as a pet!”

At this point, the entire Shui family was extremely grateful to Huang Xiaolong, willingly offering him half of their family wealth.

Of course, their generosity had as much to do with their fear of Huang’s extraordinary abilities as it did with their gratitude. After all, even the old ghost, Li Dezheng, was no match for Huang Xiaolong. If Huang were to curse them, wouldn’t their entire family be doomed?

“Sister Ying, I really have to thank you for introducing such an extraordinary person like Little Long to me! Without him, our family’s nightmare might have continued for who knows how many more years,” Shui Yu said warmly, hugging Xia Ying. Meanwhile, she was gazing at Huang Xiaolong with sparkling eyes.

At this moment, the wife of Shui Yu’s elder brother had a guilty expression on her face. “Grandmaster…there’s… there’s one thing… we didn’t handle properly,” she said hesitantly.

“What’s that?” Huang Xiaolong asked, smiling.

“Well… it’s about… you see, last night, I planned to personally take the bodies of the Taoists who had committed suicide in our home to the funeral parlor for cremation… but… but they were intercepted on the way…” The young woman was acting like a grade schooler who had done something wrong. “The bodies of the Taoists… were… were taken away by the Mystical Association… Grandmaster… I’m afraid… I’m afraid that the people of the Mystical Association will seek revenge on you.”

“Huh? The Mystical Association?” Huang Xiaolong said nonchalantly, “I’m not afraid of those fraudulent Taoists.”

“Grandmaster, the Mystical Association has significant influence in Shaanxi Province… Grandmaster, it’s best to be careful,” One of the Shui family members, a man in his thirties, cautioned with a slightly serious expression. “Grandmaster, I have had contact with people from the Mystical Association. Not all of them are frauds; some Taoist priests, although definitely not as powerful as you, Grandmaster, do have real abilities, especially…the president of the Mystical Association. He’s rumored to be vastly powerful, and… and extremely vengeful… He’s really ruthless.”

Another member of the Shui Family scoffed, “The Grandmaster defeated the old ghost Li Dezheng; why should he fear the insignificant Mystical Association? Ha-ha-ha~~ It’s just a common civilian organization. Nothing to fear!”

“Alright, I understand. The Mystical Association, huh… Hehe, if they want to cause trouble for me, I’d be more than happy,” Huang Xiaolong said, his face full of playful mockery.

…

Night.

Late at night.

In a mansion in the suburbs of Dong’an.

This mansion, built a few years ago, doesn’t hold as much history as the Shui family’s ancestral home. Nestled against mountains and by a lake, with beautiful scenery and excellent Feng Shui, it was rumored to be the private residence of a mysterious tycoon in Shaanxi Province.

This mysterious tycoon had extremely deep connections!

At that moment, in a brightly lit building within the mansion, several Taoist priests and nuns wearing Taoist robes were solemnly looking at several bodies laid out on the floor.

The several corpses’ heads had exploded like watermelons, their deathly appearance extremely gruesome. Their faces were covered in a layer of black aura, and their mouths revealed a bizarre expression of greed.

The atmosphere in the room was so oppressive it was almost dripping.

A young Taoist with a Peach Wood Sword on his back was squatting beside the bodies examining them, murmuring. “They were possessed by a fierce ghost, subjected to evil, and then committed suicide. Powerful… the opponent has some skills.”

“Hmph!” A youthful-looking old Taoist with white hair was seated on a pearwood chair. He snorted coldly, his expression fierce. He slammed his palm down onto the armrest of the chair, shattering it, and wood chips flew everywhere. “Our Xuanxue Society indeed has its good and bad members; many frauds have emerged. But the punishment should come from us. How dare outsiders kill our members! This is unbearable! This is outright provocation!”

“No more talk, allow me to retaliate!” A middle-aged Taoist stood up, pulled an intricately carved willow bottle from his bag, uncapped it, and a cloud of black smoke wafted out.

In the next second, a drenched long-haired female ghost, dressed in orange, bloated body and pale skin, water dripping continuously from her clothes and hair, popped out of the smoke with resentful eyes. It was a water ghost.

“Alright, alright, Old Three He, quickly put away your orange-clothed fierce ghost. Are you showing off or bragging? Thinking you can skyrocket because you’ve got a fierce ghost as a slave?” The old Taoist with a baby face, full of anger, ridiculed while flicking his fingernails dismissively.

Just then!

An incredibly respectful male voice shouted from outside—

“The president has arrived! We welcome President!”

At his words, all the Taoist priests and priestesses in the room stood up, utterly respectful. They lined up on two sides, bowing as if awaiting the arrival of a significant figure.

Click~ Click Click~~ Click Click Click~~~

The sound of high heels hitting the ground echoed from afar.

Step by step, the sounds were consistent and rhythmical, as if a proud princess was dancing to a melody.

Soon, a young girl with long legs entered the room.

She was wearing a short skirt and high heels. Her long, white legs looked around 22 or 23 years old, fair-skinned, and beautiful. Her face was round and egg-shaped, her eyes sparkling, her cheeks slightly pink, and she exuded a vibrant, youthful aura.

She was beautiful, but a magical brilliance occasionally flashing in her eyes forced people to submit, or even kneel in worship.

A nameless power emanated from her.

“Ah~~ spare me… spare me…” The orange-clothed water ghost fell to the ground in fright at the sight of the girl, its ghostly body trembling relentlessly.

Two middle-aged men, calm and steady as mountains, followed the girl, their gazes sharp as unsheathed blades. If Huang Xiaolong were present, he would recognize them as the Great Grandmasters of ancient martial arts!

The girl glanced at the lined up corpses with a slight frown, her voice soft but contained a hint of killing intent. “Even dared to kill members of my Xuanxue Society… That’s pretty bold.”

Although her voice was not loud, it contained an oppressive power that weighed on the soul. The Taoist priests and priestesses in the room shouted in unison. “Calm your anger, President! Calm your anger, President!”

“Tell me their full lunar birthdates. I’ll need to create a ghost summoning talisman to call their spirits forth and find out what happened.” said the girl indifferently.