The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 691: Chapter 691: Spell Duel!

Huang Xiaolong’s words were nothing short of earth-shattering.

He was openly questioning Master Wu.

Master Wu was the man of the hour today! How could he openly confront him?

Besides, the person in question, Ji Zhengyu, had already confirmed his liver injury was healed!

“Hmph! Kid, you’re spouting outrageous lies!” Master Wu’s gaze was crazed, but he revealed a hint of guilt. His fingers twitched as though itching to cast a curse on Huang Xiaolong.

As a Great Grandmaster of ancient martial arts, Ji Zhengyu had a very clear understanding of his body’s condition. Especially the state of the meridians, and the internal organs throughout his body.

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Ji Zhengyu was certain that his liver had been repaired and was full of vitality again. In his heart, Master Wu was his lifesaver, and he naturally wouldn’t allow anyone to slander him.

“Friend, stop making wild accusations! No one knows my condition better than me!” Ji Zhengyu retorted with a sharp look, “Today is Master Wu’s 70th birthday celebration, stop causing trouble, or don’t blame me for being rude!”@@novelbin@@

“Pfft~~~~” Huang Xiaolong couldn’t help but burst out laughing. “You’re stubborn even on your deathbed. Your liver injury is healed? Yes, your liver is healed. But——try pressing on your Neiguan acupoint.”

The so-called Neiguan acupoint, also known as the Yinwei acupoint, is located above the crease of the wrist. As a Great Grandmaster of ancient martial arts, Ji Zhengyu naturally knew the precise location of the Neiguan acupoint.

He lightly pressed the Neiguan acupoint with his hand.

Suddenly!

“Ahhh~~~!” Ji Zhengyu’s body spasmed as if electrified, and he jumped up, his right hand clutching his heart. The excruciating pain was nearly unbearable, as if dozens or hundreds of tiny knives were piercing his heart!

However, the intense pain was fleeting, and soon after, Ji Zhengyu was unscathed, with all body functions operating normally. But the sudden pain had left him shaken, “What…what…what was that?”

“You have three years to live.” Huang Xiaolong smiled.

“Can…can you tell me…what’s happening?” Ji Zhengyu looked doubtful, but subconsciously he seemed to believe in Huang Xiaolong’s words! His tone shifted to polite and courteous when addressing Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong didn’t explain, Ji Zhengyu’s face turned increasingly pale. He glanced at Master Wu, then at Huang Xiaolong, falling into a silent contemplation.

“Little Long, what exactly is happening?” Ma Chuxia and Xia Ying pulled Huang Xiaolong aside. Zhou Mi and Miao Erfang also wore expressions full of puzzlement.

Such is the curiosity of women.

Huang Xiaolong spoke in a low voice, “It’s simple really, the ritual just now by Zhu Youshu wasn’t completed, hence, it couldn’t heal the injury, it just transferred it somewhere else.”

“Transferred?” Ma Chuxia wore an enlightened look on her face.

“Yes, which means that Young Master Ji’s liver injury hasn’t actually healed, it’s just been transferred to another part of his body.” Huang Xiaolong continued dispassionately, “The injury to the liver was transferred to the heart, each transfer intensifying the injury several times over. So, while it appears the liver is healed, the trauma to the heart is several times worse than that of the liver. It’s just that it’s still in the early stages, so there are no noticeable symptoms. In a few months, Young Master Ji’s heart function will start to deteriorate. At most, in three years’ time, he will be dead. The Neiguan acupoint is one of the crucial points of the heart, so when he pressed on it, it caused his heart to constrict with pain.”

Upon understanding, Ma Chuxia and Xia Ying looked at Ji Zhengyu with sympathy.

Ji Zhengyu was increasingly feeling that something wasn’t right. He asked Master Wu in a deep voice, “Master Wu, what’s going on? Why did my heart suddenly hurt so much?”

Master Wu glared viciously at Huang Xiaolong, if looks could kill, Huang Xiaolong would have been hacked to pieces by now.

Master Wu didn’t dare to offend the Ji Family. His plan was perfect, transferring Ji Zhengyu’s injury without him noticing for a while. Ji Zhengyu would regard Master Wu as a life-saver, returning his kindness eagerly. By the time he discovered his heart was failing, he would never suspect Master Wu.

Unexpectedly, his deceptive scheme was exposed by Huang Xiaolong.

Master Wu’s urge to kill Huang Xiaolong intensified relentlessly.

“Cough, cough~~~ Young Master Ji, please don’t just listen to this youngster’s assertion,” Master Wu hurriedly extenuated. “Young Master Ji, I want to settle the score with this kid here and now, with a match of curse. After I’ve successfully cursed him to death, I’ll then properly check Young Master Ji’s health.”

Upon finishing his words, Master Wu glared at Huang Xiaolong hatefully. “Since we’ve already acquired his birth chart, it’s time for a match of curses!”

“Great, I can’t wait any longer. How are we going to do this?” Huang Xiaolong excitedly replied.

“Hmph! Follow me!” Master Wu turned around and headed towards the back of the villa.

Huang Xiaolong was hot on his trail.

Other people also thronged forward one after another.

Behind the villa was another courtyard.

In the courtyard, there was an old tree that stood tall.

Upon closer inspection!

The tree was laden with— dolls!

They were dolls made of straw, extremely lifelike in appearance but painfully grotesque. Each doll had a cruel red chord tied around its neck from which blood was slowly seeping, dripping to the ground.

Each doll, dressed in white blood-stained clothing, had the name “Huang Xiaolong” scrawled on in blood. Below the name was Huang Xiaolong’s birth chart as per the lunar calendar.

An ominous aura radiated from the dolls, floating and sinking, covering the whole courtyard, creating an atmosphere like a dense foggy day, causing unease.

“Little Long!!!!!” Suddenly, Ma Chuxia’s eyes were red with rage, her face full of fury and killing intent. She trembled at the sight of the straw dolls hanging on the tree.

Obviously, Ma Chuxia had noticed something that enraged her, pushing her almost to the brink.

“Hmm.” Huang Xiaolong nodded at Ma Chuxia in understanding. He too had noticed it.

The straw dolls were real, newborn corpses!

Or more accurately, one-month-old babies stripped of their eyes, refined into ghost babies. Twines of straw were wrapped around the bodies, dressing them in blood-stained clothing.

At first glance, they looked like straw dolls, but they are, in reality, sinister ghost babies conjured from dead infants!

No wonder, the villa gave off a sense of dread, a place with blood on its hands.

49 straw dolls, or rather 49 ghost babies, hung from the tree. Each ghost baby’s clothing was inscribed with Huang Xiaolong’s name and birth chart in blood.

This was a brutal, inhumane, and twisted curse.

This curse crafted from the resentment of the ghost babies was not only extremely malicious but also terrifying.

The resentment from these ghost babies was far more intense than ordinary spirits. They were new-borns, blinded to ramp up their bitterness.

The interconnected resentment of the forty-nine ghost babies cursing one single person; how outrageous, exaggerated, and invincible is that!

“Boy, I can’t wait any longer! Are you ready? If you are, let’s begin!” Master Wu revealed a demonic smile. “This curse of mine is called ‘Ghost Baby Crying Blood Curse’. Once initiated, it will destroy both the living and the dead… hehe…what about you? What curse are you using?”

“Heh~” Huang Xiaolong scoffed. “You don’t need to worry about me. Let’s begin. Unleash your curse.”

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