The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine - Chapter 574 - Chapter 574: Chapter 574: The Return of Genius!

Chapter 574: Chapter 574: The Return of Genius!
 

“Alright, if I don’t manage to heal your uncle, I’ll turn over the sword manual of the Six Pulse Divine Sword to you guys,” Huang Xiaolong agreed readily. “Since we’re betting, I should win something, too. But you guys seem so poor; I don’t see anything worth winning. Plus, in order to treat your uncle’s injury, I’ll need your cooperation. So if I succeed in healing him, you won’t have to give me anything.”

Seeing Huang Xiaolong’s easy agreement, Ying Chong furrowed his brows. “For an injury, er… we must set a time limit. We don’t have the time to mess about with you if it takes half a month to heal.”

“Half an hour,” Huang Xiaolong answered with a smile. “If I don’t heal my uncle-in-law within half an hour, then consider it my loss.”

“Done! Agreed!” At his words, Ying Chong didn’t hesitate anymore.

Healing Ying Aotian in half an hour? It was ridiculously impossible!

“Please all of you go to the public square below and stand in an empty space.” Huang Xiaolong said with a playful smile.

“Move.” Ying Chong ordered. Almost 3-400 people, including all members of his line, including Ying Qingfeng, their wives, servants, and maidservants headed towards the square.

The clan members around the square were utterly confused.

Do they need hundreds of people to aid in healing an injured person’s poison?

“Uncle, follow me,” Huang Xiaolong commanded with a laugh.

“Son-in-law… what are you…” Ying Xiao asked, his face confused.

“Forget it. Dad, I believe in my brother-in-law.” Ying Aotian wore a do-or-die expression. “Let’s treat a live horse as a dead horse doctor! Haha! My brother-in-law, you were fantastic today, repeatedly humiliating my older cousin, it’s so satisfying! Let’s go, I’m going with you!”

Ying Aotian stood up.

“Alright then, son-in-law, just do what you want. The sword manual of the Six Pulse Divine Sword is your personal property. Even if you lose it to my elder brother, it’s not a big deal. The most important thing is, you and Aotian do not get into any accidents,” Ying Xiao expressed his concern.

“Dad, Little Long knows what he’s doing,” Ying Aoshan seemed to have utmost faith in Huang Xiaolong.

In the middle of the square.

The square is huge, there is a vast open space everywhere.

The people from Ying Chong’s line, stood discreetly in one corner, disdainfully watching Huang Xiaolong and Ying Aotian.

Huang Xiaolong led Ying Aotian to the area where Ying Chong’s clan members were standing. “Uncle, please wait here for me for a moment.”

“Young man, hurry up. You’ve already spent six minutes,” Ying Chong jeered and laughed. “Not bad, twenty-four minutes left. The sword manual of the Six Pulse Divine Sword will be mine.”

Huang Xiaolong ignored him, taking out a chalk stick from his canvas bag.

Just a normal chalk, then he began drawing on the ground.

Huang Xiaolong drew tadpole-like symbols in an irregular order.

These symbols could seem like an ancient script or a talisman pattern, but anyway, no one could understand them.

In this weird situation, Huang Xiaolong continued drawing, not minding Ying Aotian, let alone taking Ying Aotian’s pulse or something like that.

The “patient” Ying Aotian was sidelined.

Time passed by every second.

22 minutes of the half-hour limit had passed, leaving only 8 minutes remaining. If Huang Xiaolong doesn’t heal Ying Aotian’s injury by then, he’ll have to give the sword manual of the Six Pulse Divine Sword to Ying Chong’s family.

The elder group and the family head were puzzled, “What the hell is this son-in-law doing? He said he was going to cure Aotian’s poisoning, yet he’s scrawling all over the ground… I don’t understand, I’ve traversed the world in my lifetime and encountered many strange things, but never have I seen something stranger than this.”

“I think I’ve figured out a little of what’s going on.” An elder, who had accidentally conjured up a formless Sword Qi, looked stunned. “The son-in-law… It seems he’s creating… a ceremony.”

“A ceremony?” The family head and other elders turned their gaze towards him.

“I’m not exactly sure. I’m just guessing. Look, the symbols that the son-in-law has drawn on the ground, don’t they form something like a formation?” The elder guessed.

“Right! It does seem like a formation, but there’s no energy fluctuation, and nature’s spiritual energy remains unaffected…” Family head hesitated.

At last!

Huang Xiaolong completed his drawing.

Besides a large cluster of crooked “tadpole text”, there were also two circles on the ground. One large and one small.

The larger circle covered half an acre of land. The smaller one, could just accommodate one person.

“Done! We have 5 minutes left! Hurry up,” Huang Xiaolong said exultantly.

“Uncle, stand in the small circle,” Huang Xiaolong called with a smile.

“Okay~~~” Ying Aotian, who’d been standing like a wooden stake for a while, finally heard Huang Xiaolong’s instruction. Without any hesitation, he took a few steps and stood inside the circle.

“Come, all of you step into the large circle, you don’t need to do anything, just stand straight.” Huang Xiaolong beckoned to the members of Ying Chong’s lineage.

“Ha ha ha ha ha~~~ Is this some sort of side door technique?” Ying Chong gave a cruel laugh, without further ado, he led his group generously into the large circle.

He didn’t believe in the slightest that Huang Xiaolong could cure Ying Aotian, the ground filled with weird symbols, what use could they possibly be?

A formation?

In the modern society, many ancient techniques have disappeared. Those who can set up formations are all old antiques that hide from society. A young man in his twenties like Huang Xiaolong would know nothing about it! The study of formations is profound and abstruse!

Very soon, the members of Ying Chong’s lineage, numbering in the hundreds, stood ordinarly in the large circle, their faces filled with disdainful smiles, as if watching a clown’s performance at a circus.

“Three minutes left.” Ying Qingfeng coldly observed Huang Xiaolong. “Do as you see fit.”

“He he he~~~” Huang Xiaolong gave an eerie smile, then took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from the canvas bag he carried with him.

“Dad! It’s Little Long’s talisman!” Upon seeing Huang Xiaolong taking out the talisman, Aoshan’s eyes lit up, her voice trembled, “Little Long’s talisman!”

“My girl, the son-in-law’s talisman… what’s so special about it?” Ying Xiao was somewhat puzzled.

“Dad, you don’t know, Little Long’s ability to expel spirits and chant incantations, is unrivalled in the world!” Aoshan said, infatuated.

The next second, the talisman in Huang Xiaolong’s hand lit up on its own!

Boom~~~~~!!!!!!

A flash of golden light!

A whirlwind started!

From all around, the endless nature’s spiritual energy gathered towards the central square!

In an instant, the twisted symbols Huang Xiaolong had drawn with chalk started radiating a mysterious light, glittering radiantly!

“It’s lit! Those…those strange symbols have lit up!” On the elders’ platform, an elder pointed onwards with his trembling voice.

What happened next!

Whoosh!!!!!!

A cloud of inky blackness, akin to ink mushrooms, directly steamed out of Ying Aotian’s body!

This cloud, dark as ink, emitting a stench of decay, was nauseating and clearly highly toxic!

The highly toxic mushroom cloud, controlled by an unknown force, floated directly above the large circle where Ying Chong’s group stood.

“What’s going on? Dark cloud overhead? Damn it! Quickly jump out of this circle!” Seeing the unfavorable situation, Ying Chong quickly ordered. Moving immediately, he tried to jump out of the circle.

However.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The inky toxic mushroom cloud transformed into black rain that fell onto all the clan members within the circle.

Simultaneously, faint golden light emerged from their bodies and shot towards Ying Aotian like arrows.

Boom~~~~~~!!!!!!!

Ying Aotian’s entire body shuddered without any wind, releasing a surge of True Qi. The pitch-black traces on his face vanished without a trace, replaced by an expression of refreshment and radiance!

His True Qi moved like steel rebar, running through his body.

“I…I…My True Qi! My strength! I! I’m back!!!!!” Ying Aotian clenched his fist!

Crack~~~!!!!!!!

Directly cracking a piece of air, causing an explosive sound, he took a step forward, causing the wind to rise, dust to whirl!

The once genius, Ying Aotian, was back!

In contrast, those in the large circle from Ying Chong’s lineage, one by one, showed a black color on their faces after being drenched by the poisonous black rain.

Those with weaker martial arts skills even fainted.

“Damn it! We’ve been poisoned!” Ying Xiao was furious with embarrassment. While inducing his True Qi to counteract the toxins that had seeped into his body, he stared at Huang Xiaolong and the rejuvenated Ying Aotian with a wolfish glare.