The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 853 - You Are Not Qualified to Sit Here
Chapter 853: Chapter 853: You Are Not Qualified to Sit Here!
Chapter 853 -853: You Are Not Qualified to Sit Here!
At this time, the fox demon that had possessed Zhao Bing completely revealed its true form, intending to bite Huang Xiaolong to death then and there.
Huang Xiaolong chuckled softly and then roared in a low voice, “Om mani padme hum!”
This was the Supreme Mantra for Subduing Demons from Buddhist teachings, which could not only subdue fierce ghosts but also overwhelm demons.
Of course, if a common monk were to recite it, the effect on subduing demons wouldn’t be very pronounced, but Huang Xiaolong was different. His Taoist and Buddhist powers could be described as defying the natural order.
“Squeak~~~!”
A shrill scream suddenly erupted as a fluffy, yellow-skinned fox bolted out of Zhao Bing’s body. It was about a meter long, shaking its head in disorientation, seemingly a bit dazed. Not only had Huang Xiaolong’s Mantra forced it out of Zhao Bing’s body, but it was also left shattered and confused.
However, it quickly came to its senses, barked at Huang Xiaolong, and then flicked its fluffy tail.
In an instant, the chilly wind howled miserably from all directions, rushing towards Zhao Bing’s house. Among it, countless horrifying cries intermingled, with ghostly shadows looming outside the window.
Soul snatching.
By nature, the fox demon could snatch souls, beckoning nearby ghosts and spirits to come and wreak havoc.
“Scram!” Huang Xiaolong bellowed, his body radiating golden light as an invisible, violent pressure spiraled out.
In a split second, the approaching ghosts were as if swept by a hurricane, their forms torn apart. The ghosts behind screamed in terror and hastily fled in all directions.
This time, the little fox knew the strength of Huang Xiaolong and gave him a cursing glare before it shot upward, turning into a flash of yellow lightning, zipping towards the window with speed matching that of a Great Grandmaster in ancient martial arts!
Huang Xiaolong didn’t attempt to stop it. A playful smirk appeared on his lips, and with a flick of his hand, he sent out a talisman.
The talisman silently merged into the fox’s body.
It was a “tracking spell.” Once affected, within a certain range, Huang Xiaolong would be able to sense the location of the fox demon, unless it was dead.
At this moment, Huang Xiaolong took another look and saw that Zhao Bing had fainted on the floor. However, the demonic aura entwined around her had dissipated completely, and she had returned to her normal self.
“Pop star, you’re lucky this time to have encountered me… well, to send the Buddha to the West, I shall find and eliminate the person or demon that harmed you…” Huang Xiaolong chuckled, then bent down to pick up the unconscious Zhao Bing from the ground.
Footsteps sounded as Sister Huan ran over in her nightgown, hastily unlocking the door to Zhao Bing’s bedroom, and shouted, “Master, what’s the situation now? Master!”
“All right, no need to shout. Turn on the light,” Huang Xiaolong said, smiling.
Click—The bedroom light was switched on.
At the same time, Zhao Bing also regained consciousness. Her eyelashes fluttered a few times before she groggily opened her eyes and looked at Huang Xiaolong.
“Ah? Master Long, why are you… why are you in my bedroom? You… you’re holding… what are you holding me for…” Completely embarrassed, Zhao Bing wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but her heart also fluttered with an inexplicable sweetness.
“Bingbing, don’t misunderstand the master,” Sister Huan hurriedly explained.
Sister Huan looked toward Huang Xiaolong, her eyes brimming with questions.
“No worries, I’ve already dealt with that little demon. A piece of cake,” Huang Xiaolong said with a relaxed smile.
“What… what demon?” Zhao Bing asked, baffled.
Subsequently, the three sat on the couch in the bedroom, chatting.
Since Huang Xiaolong had mentioned it, Sister Huan felt it would be improper to keep hiding it and thus revealed the strange incidents of Zhao Bing sleepwalking and mimicking a fox’s cries that had occurred at night over the past several days.
Zhao Bing, the person involved, only felt a sense of shock and remained terrified, “Oh my God! I was actually possessed by a demon! No wonder!”
“No wonder what?” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.
“No wonder I’ve been dreaming at night lately, dreaming of a yellow-furred fox!” Zhao Bing said with a trembling voice.
“It’s alright, it’s all over now,” Huang Xiaolong pulled out a talisman. “This is a soul-stabilizing talisman. After you burn it, soak it in water, and drink it down, you won’t have any lingering effects.”
After a pause, Huang Xiaolong crossed his legs. “Previously, I asked if you had offended anyone. Now, have you thought of anything?”
“Well…” Zhao Bing pondered for a dozen seconds before suddenly speaking. “I suspect it was Young Master Fan’s doing. Last time, I rejected his unreasonable demand. Not only did he not get angry, but he also said mysteriously that sooner or later, I would willingly… willingly go to his bed, begging him… begging him… you know… At the time, I thought he was simply perverted, but now I think about it, he was very serious when he said that, not at all joking, as if he was sure of me…”
“It turns out to be that good-for-nothing scumbag Fan Zixuan!” Sister Huanhuan was furious.
“Young Master Fan?” Huang Xiaolong said with a playful smile.
At that moment, Zhao Bing’s expression became somewhat shy, hesitant; she looked up at Huang Xiaolong as if she wanted to say something but stopped.
“Big pop star, is there something you want to tell me?” Huang Xiaolong asked.
Zhao Bing gritted her teeth and finally mustered the courage to say, “Master Long, could you pretend to be my boyfriend?”
“Eh~~” Huang Xiaolong and Sister Huanhuan both stiffened in surprise.
“I say, Bingbing, aren’t you usually quite introverted? What’s gotten into you today…” Sister Huanhuan said, smiling yet not smiling.
Zhao Bing was extremely embarrassed and hurriedly explained, “Sister Huanhuan, please don’t tease me~~ What I mean is, I want Master Long to pretend to be my boyfriend just once, for tomorrow’s event, Sister Huanhuan, you know what I’m talking about…”
“Oh, so that’s what you mean, Bingbing.” Sister Huanhuan suddenly realized, and then she turned to Huang Xiaolong, saying with a smile, “Master, it’s like this, tomorrow, Huanhuan’s mother is hosting a banquet for some local dignitaries of Rong City… you know, as parents, they inevitably worry about their daughter… Actually, Bingbing’s parents don’t really support her being a singer and being in the spotlight either. Their thinking is more traditional; they want Bingbing to marry into a good family early and be a wife and mother… You understand what I mean, right?”
“Oh, I see,” Huang Xiaolong nodded thoughtfully. “So, for tomorrow?”
“Bingbing’s mother has invited local dignitaries of Rong City, and then… quite a few rich second-generation guys will attend… to put it bluntly, it’s actually a matchmaking event,” Sister Huanhuan’s expression also showed a bit of helplessness.
“Master Long, I’d like to ask for your help, to pretend to be my boyfriend tomorrow, to meet my parents… and by the way, to ward off the intentions of those rich second-generations. I don’t like those pampered guys at all. They don’t have any real abilities. None of them can compare to you, Master… ” Zhao Bing mumbled, pouting. “Oh, and Master Long, that Young Master Fan, Fan Zixuan, he’ll be there tomorrow, too.”
“I see…” Huang Xiaolong laughed and then readily agreed, “Alright, I’ll go with you tomorrow. Pretending to be a boyfriend is no problem for me, I’m well practised at it. Hahaha~~~”
Huang Xiaolong’s thoughts flickered slightly. ‘Speaking of local dignitaries and big families in Rong City, the Yu Family is the first that comes to mind. I wonder if Zhao Bing’s parents have invited any of the younger generation from the Yu Family for tomorrow…’
Huang Xiaolong had some connections with the Yu Family as well; he was still controlling some of the Yu Family’s clan members. He had planted talismans inside their bodies, and with just a single incantation, they would explode and die. Thus, these Yu Family members were Huang Xiaolong’s slaves, henchmen, and puppets.
In Rong City, with the Yu Family’s henchmen, anything Huang Xiaolong wanted to get done was very convenient.
The night passed without incident.
The next day, Zhao Bing applied a light makeup and then took Huang Xiaolong and Sister Huanhuan to a luxurious and grand hotel in the city center for the banquet.
Soon, the three of them arrived at a lavish private room on the fifth floor of the hotel.
Outside the room, Zhao Bing took a deep breath, feeling nervous, apprehensive, and a little excited; she tentatively hooked her arm through Huang Xiaolong’s, whispering, “Master Long, I’m sorry… we… we need to act convincingly, so my mom doesn’t spot any flaws; she has really sharp eyes.”
Huang Xiaolong nonchalantly said, “If you want to hug, embrace, kiss, or even more, I have no objections. Don’t worry, I won’t mess up the act.”
Zhao Bing blushed and lowered her head.
Sister Huanhuan nodded, then knocked on the door to the private room.
The three of them walked inside.
Upon entering, Huang Xiaolong cast a sweeping glance and saw that in the private room, there were two extremely large dining tables. At the moment, lunch had not yet started, and numerous wealthy and noble individuals were chatting in the room, among which there were some young men, each one arrogant and strutting, their faces filled with a sense of superiority.
These were the so-called local elites of Rong City.
However, Huang Xiaolong did not find anyone who had practiced ancient martial arts. It seemed that members of the Yu Family were not among the invited.
That made sense, considering what Huanhuan Jie had said. Zhao Bing’s family was, after all, just a bunch of businessmen worth a few tens of millions, and even though Zhao Bing had risen to prominence in the domestic music scene, assuming the status of a top diva, for a behemoth like the Yu Family, she was still too grassroots, hardly worth mentioning.
Even if Zhao Bing’s parents had invited members of the Yu Family, they would most likely be declined.
At this moment, a middle-aged woman, bedecked in jewels, came directly over. Her features shared a resemblance with Zhao Bing, she was quite a beautiful woman as well, but her eyes flickered with a sharp and mean-spirited edge.
“That’s Bingbing’s mother,” Huanhuan Jie whispered in Huang Xiaolong’s ear, then pointed with her lips. “That man sitting over there is Bingbing’s dad.”
Huang Xiaolong followed her gesture and saw a middle-aged man with a composed air sitting in a chair, chatting with a few pot-bellied guys.
“Bingbing, why are you so late? Everyone’s been waiting for you!” Mother Zhao said with rapid speech, and then, she clearly saw Zhao Bing arm in arm with a young man!
“What?” Mother Zhao’s eyebrows knotted tightly, displeasure casting a shadow over her face.
She prided herself on her ability to read people and could tell at a glance that Huang Xiaolong, dressed in simple clothes and not very old, was likely not the son of some rich and noble family. He was just an ordinary young man!
“Bingbing, who is this?” Mother Zhao asked coldly, looking at Huang Xiaolong with eyes full of hostility.
“Mom, this is Master Little Long… erm, Little Long, my boy… boyfriend…” Zhao Bing said, her cheeks flushing red as she spoke in a low voice.
As soon as she said this, the entire private room fell silent.
Everyone’s gaze turned to Huang Xiaolong!
A few seconds later!
Laughter! Mockery! Schadenfreude! Anger! Contempt! Disgust…!
All sorts of emotions came flooding toward Huang Xiaolong from all directions!
Huang Xiaolong remained unfazed, even exuding a hint of disdain.
“Hmph!” At this point, a bald middle-aged man stood up, his face ashen. “I say, Old Zhao, you and your wife invited us all here to see if our kids could catch Bingbing’s eye, to see if there’s a chance for a match… Now look, Bingbing even brought her boyfriend. Are you two pulling a fast one on us all?”
Father Zhao hurriedly tried to rectify the situation. “No, no, everyone, I… I and my daughter’s mother had no idea… that my daughter wouldn’t be coming by herself today… this… her boyfriend, neither her mother nor I have ever met him…”
“Haha~~~~” A fair and handsome young man in his twenties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, stood up and looked at Huang Xiaolong with a mocking glare. “Bingbing is currently the hot shot of the domestic music scene… she’s pretty and can’t help attracting bees and butterflies, but let me say this here, one should know their place… don’t let any Tom, Dick, or Harry the riff-raff get close to Bingbing…”
“Hehe~~ are you saying I lack self-awareness, that I’m some Tom, Dick, or Harry?” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“Pff~~~ I wasn’t naming names. If you insist on taking it personally… you can’t blame me,” the young man with gold-rimmed glasses replied with a teasing smile.
Just then, the door to the private room opened.
Immediately, someone in the room stood up respectfully. “Young Master Fan is here! Young Master Fan has arrived!”
“Young Master Fan?” Huang Xiaolong was slightly startled and, without turning around, he smelled a showy scent!
Moving slightly, Huang Xiaolong turned his head to see a man in his thirties, dressed in a suit, elegantly walking into the room.
The man had a decent appearance but his eyes were somewhat narrow, giving people the feeling of a wolfish nature, vindictive, with thin lips indicative of a man who is harsh and often heartless in affairs of the heart.
This was Young Master Fan, Fan Zixuan, the man Zhao Bing had mentioned to Huang Xiaolong.
The young master of an established, prestigious family in Rong City.
Locally, he was a figure who could stir up storms.
Huang Xiaolong let out a slight smile. Around Young Master Fan wrapped a faint stench as well as a mild demonic aura. But he wasn’t a demon; it was just that he had been around demons for so long that some of their aura had inevitably clung to him.
This demonic aura, coupled with the foul smell, was clearly characteristic of “fox demons”.
‘It seems that the one who let the fox demon possess Zhao Bing, intending to harm her, is indeed this Young Master Fan… good, very good… to be able to control a fox demon without any fluctuation of mana or ancient martial cultivation… this is truly very interesting…’ Huang Xiaolong’s eyes narrowed slightly.
At this moment, when Fan Zixuan saw Zhao Bing clinging tightly to Huang Xiaolong’s arm, a sharp, fierce light flickered in his eyes as if he were a starving wolf about to gobble up Huang Xiaolong, bones and all!
However, this fierce demeanor was fleeting. Fan Zixuan gave a laugh and said to Zhao Bing, “Bingbing, who is this?”
“My boyfriend, Little Long,” Zhao Bing replied with a cold and firm tone.
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“Boyfriend? Hahaha~~ Boyfriend… interesting, really interesting…” Fan Zixuan sneered a few times before finding an empty seat and sitting down.
“Young Master Fan, this…” Mother Zhao hurriedly walked over, with a face full of apologetic caution. It was clear she cared a great deal about Young Master Fan’s opinion. “Young Master Fan, we had no idea… Ah, that child Bingbing… she’s really too reckless! Young Master Fan, don’t worry, I’ll handle it! I’ll take care of it right away!”
“Master Long, let’s sit over here.” Huanhuan led Huang Xiaolong and Zhao Bing to find seats as well.
At this time, the atmosphere in the private room became somewhat weird.
“And you!” Mother Zhao glared at Huang Xiaolong with a demanding gaze. “Our Bingbing is young and inexperienced in the world. What boyfriend? Without the screening by her father and me, what boyfriend? That’s it, we don’t approve of you! Go out right now! And don’t bother Bingbing in the future! Did you hear me clearly? Otherwise, I will call the police!”
“Mom! How can you be like this! Don’t I even have the right to love freely?” Zhao Bing argued with reason.
Father Zhao sighed beside her, “Wife, don’t say those things just yet. Be polite, be polite, let’s first ask about this young man’s situation…”
“What else is there to ask? Do we even need to ask?” Mother Zhao almost roared. “Just look at him, do we need to ask?”
“Alright, let me say a few words.” At this point, the man with gold-rimmed glasses who had previously spoken sarcastically about Huang Xiaolong, saying he was a stray cat or dog, gave a light smile.
“Okay, Lawyer Lv, you speak,” Mother Zhao nodded her head.
The gold-rimmed glasses man also had a certain reputation in Rong City; his family dealt in import and export trade with assets worth several hundred million. He himself was not a wastrel but a rather famous lawyer in Rong City. He had fought hundreds of lawsuits, big and small, and had never lost. If not for the overpowering presence of Fan Zixuan, Lawyer Lv would have been Mother Zhao’s ideal son-in-law candidate!
Lawyer Lv coughed, cleared his throat, and looked at Huang Xiaolong. “This is a private gathering, and a high-end one at that. Judging from your accent, you’re probably not a local from Rong City, right? This time, Uncle Zhao and Auntie have invited prominent figures from Rong City… but personally, I don’t think you qualify to sit here. Yes, you heard me right, you don’t qualify to be here. Whether or not you’re Bingbing’s boyfriend, please leave immediately. No one here welcomes you. Do you understand? As the saying goes, ‘One’s face is one’s fortune.’ Leave now while saving some face; if it comes to tearing faces, it wouldn’t be nice. Unless, of course, your skin is naturally thicker than others’.”
“Exactly, Lawyer Lv is right,” Fan Zixuan looked down on Huang Xiaolong with a condescending gaze, as if looking at an ant. “You indeed have no right to sit here, not the slightest. Haven’t you realized? No one here welcomes you.”
Huang Xiaolong suddenly burst into laughter. “How many foxes does your family raise? Is the guardian spirit you worship at home a fox demon?”
Huang Xiaolong’s abrupt question caught Fan Zixuan off guard, and he almost blurted out instinctively, “So what if it is…”
The words had barely left his lips when Fan Zixuan came to his senses, his face suddenly changing color as he demanded harshly. “How do you know? Last night, was it you…?”
“Mhm, it was me,” Huang Xiaolong naturally understood what Fan Zixuan was alluding to.
Fan Zixuan said no more and glared at Huang Xiaolong with malicious intent, eyes flickering with murderous energy.
Huang Xiaolong continued. “In fact, I do have the right to sit here, it’s you who does not. Well~~ since I’ve got nothing better to do, let’s do this. Give me 10 minutes, and I’ll prove that I’m the most welcome person here, while you? No one welcomes you here.”
After speaking, Huang Xiaolong turned his gaze to Lawyer Lv, “You’ve been having quite a lot of trouble recently, haven’t you?”
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