Medical and Martial God-Chapter 76 Because I am Huang Quan

The Mo Family!

In the Ancient Martial Circle, Great Grandmasters were exceedingly rare, and Mo Qingxuan of the Mo Family was one of them. The Mo Family was not a true family but rather a sect-like alliance. It consisted of dozens of large, medium, and small sects united under Mo Qingxuan’s leadership, collectively known as the Mo Family. All members of this alliance lived within the same residential compound.

Inside Mo Qingxuan’s villa, eight Grandmasters were drinking tea and chatting with him.

"Ye Xiu is really out of luck this time. After ten years in exile abroad, he just got back, and now he has to run again. What a pity!"

"The Ye Xiu of today is just an insect, a complete pushover. Now, if it were the Ye Xiu from his glory days, crushing him would have been interesting."

"Making such a huge scene just to drive Ye Xiu out of Jin Ye City gives him far too much credit."

"If you ask me, an insignificant punk like Ye Xiu doesn’t even weigh two taels, crap and all. We could’ve sent any disciple to crush him. No need for such a big commotion."

The eight Grandmasters were openly disdainful of Ye Xiu in their conversation. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Mo Qingxuan said with an air of complete composure, "We have no quarrel with Ye Xiu. If Ye Tianming hadn’t begged me, I wouldn’t have bothered with such a small fry."

"We certainly spent a lot of money to drive Ye Xiu out," a bald Grandmaster commented.

"Tally up the expenses, add a tenfold markup, and bill Ye Tianming tomorrow," Mo Qingxuan said. "We can’t help him for free."

"Old Mo, we’ve caused such a huge stir. If Ye Xiu stubbornly refuses to leave Jin Ye City, won’t all our efforts have been for nothing?" the bald Grandmaster asked.

"Have you forgotten about the counterfeit Huang Quan?" Mo Qingxuan asked with a smile.

The eight Grandmasters paused for a moment before the bald Grandmaster said, "Speaking of which, Old Mo, what was the point of arranging for that counterfeit Huang Quan? What was that move supposed to accomplish?"

"The counterfeit Huang Quan’s role is to be our scapegoat. We can’t let outsiders know we were behind this, otherwise they’ll mock us for bullying the weak. The fake will personally confess that he did everything."

With the air of someone who had everything under control, Mo Qingxuan continued, "I’ve already sent a message to the counterfeit Huang Quan, telling him to pay a visit to Ye Xiu’s home. I’ve also instigated a group of local thugs to go stir up trouble there. With them and the counterfeit making a scene, Ye Xiu will have to leave, whether he wants to or not."

The eight Grandmasters laughed. To them, dealing with a mere Ye Xiu was blatant overkill. Still, since they had nothing better to do, trampling on the former Medicine King for a bit of fun was an amusing diversion.

Just then, a disciple rushed in. "Ye Xiu is here!"

What? Mo Qingxuan and the eight Grandmasters were stunned.

"What is he doing here?" Mo Qingxuan wondered aloud. "He shouldn’t know we were the ones behind all this."

"I think he’s here seeking our protection," the bald Grandmaster guessed.

Mo Qingxuan considered it and agreed. "He has a point. This is the safest place in all of Jin Ye City." He then ordered the disciple, "Bring him in."

"Yes, sir!" The disciple hurried off to escort Ye Xiu.

"In a moment, we’ll have some fun toying with the once-great Xuanse Medicine King," Mo Qingxuan said with a smirk.

The eight Grandmasters also chuckled. Ye Xiu’s meteoric rise back in the day had made them incredibly envious. Now that he was coming to them for help, they were eager for the chance to toy with him.

Soon, the disciple returned with Ye Xiu.

Mo Qingxuan sat on the sofa, legs crossed, and asked tauntingly, "Ye Xiu, what business brings you to the Mo Family so late at night?"

The eight Grandmasters also watched Ye Xiu with condescending amusement.

"You don’t actually think I came seeking protection, do you?" Ye Xiu asked with a cold smile.

Mo Qingxuan and the eight Grandmasters froze.

"You didn’t?" Mo Qingxuan asked.

"I’m here to hold you accountable," Ye Xiu stated.

This statement left Mo Qingxuan and the eight Grandmasters utterly baffled.

"Hold us accountable for what?" Mo Qingxuan asked.

"You created a counterfeit Huang Quan and scattered flyers all over the city to force me out of Jin Ye City. Did you really think I wouldn’t find out?" Ye Xiu asked, his voice dripping with ice.

The expressions on the faces of Mo Qingxuan and the eight Grandmasters shifted.

"Ye Xiu, you’d better have proof for such accusations," Mo Qingxuan said, feigning anger.

"Cut the act," Ye Xiu said impatiently. "I already killed your counterfeit Huang Quan at noon. I also know that Ye Tianming asked you to help force me out of Jin Ye City."

Stunned, Mo Qingxuan and the eight Grandmasters shot to their feet.

"How did you see through the fake? And how do you know that Ye Tianming asked for my help?" Mo Qingxuan demanded, shocked.

"Because I am Huang Quan," Ye Xiu stated flatly.

PFFT!

Mo Qingxuan and the eight Grandmasters burst out laughing.

"Ye Xiu, have you lost your mind?" The bald Grandmaster laughed as he walked toward Ye Xiu. "There’s a limit to how much you can boast, you—"

BANG!

Before he could finish, Ye Xiu kicked him squarely in the face. The force of the kick sent the bald Grandmaster flying backward. He slammed into the wall and crumpled to the floor, dead on impact.

Staggered, Mo Qingxuan and the seven remaining Grandmasters scrambled to their feet, their faces etched with utter disbelief.

"Do you believe me now?" Ye Xiu’s Killing Intent surged as he spoke, his voice menacing. "I’m very angry tonight, and I’m not in the mood for conversation. Come at me together."

Feeling the Berserk Killing Intent radiating from Ye Xiu, Mo Qingxuan and the seven Grandmasters felt a chill run down their spines. They now believed he was Huang Quan. Only Huang Quan could unleash such a terrifying Killing Intent.

"Divine Doctor Ye, please, let me explain! This must be a misunderstanding," Mo Qingxuan pleaded, his previous confidence gone.

"It’s useless even if you talk until you’re blue in the face. Make your move. I’ll give you a chance to fight back." Ye Xiu’s Killing Intent reached its apex, causing the entire villa to tremble and dust to rain down from the ceiling.

At this sight, Mo Qingxuan and the seven Grandmasters were terrified. Faced with Ye Xiu’s Killing Intent alone, their will to fight had already evaporated.

"Old Mo, we have to fight! Our opponent is Huang Quan. A desperate struggle is our only option," one of the Grandmasters urged.

Mo Qingxuan understood this perfectly. Never mind anything else, the act of hiring an impersonator for Huang Quan was a capital crime in itself.

He said coldly, "Notify everyone to get here at once! No matter how strong Huang Quan is, we can overwhelm him with sheer numbers and wear him down!"

"Understood!" The seven Grandmasters immediately began making calls.

Ye Xiu didn’t interfere. Having all the Mo Family members gather here will save the Blood Cloth Guards the trouble of hunting them down one by one, house by house.

Seeing Ye Xiu simply stand there, Mo Qingxuan grew furious. "Huang Quan, you are too arrogant! Do you really think you alone can defeat the entire Mo Family?"

In his eyes, Ye Xiu’s inaction was the ultimate sign of contempt for the Mo Family.

Ye Xiu remained silent, waiting until the seven Grandmasters had finished their calls. Only then did he ask, "Are you done?"

His words sounded like a death summons from Hell itself, causing Mo Qingxuan and the seven Grandmasters to tense up instantly.