Jiang Xiaoyue came up with a rather clumsy excuse, leaving everyone in the room a bit stunned.
Tang Yu, upon hearing it, was also confused.
Did she really ask him to come over just to help out?
He instinctively focused his attention, scanning Old Master Wang with his eyes.
Even Jiang Xiaoyue couldn't figure out what was wrong. What kind of illness did Old Master Wang have?
Could it be that after the plot in the Wang family collapsed, the story was trying to fix it by forcing the Dragon King to come out and show off his medical skills again?
This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
Because in every previous round of transmigrating into a book, he hadn't survived past the first act.
Either he died at the beginning, or he lasted two or three hours before being killed!
Fortunately, after a while of scanning, he finally noticed a golden thread around Old Master Wang's heart.
【Strange, what is this golden thread? Why is it wrapped around Old Master Wang's heart?】
【I'll be damned, it's moving. Isn't this Ye Chen's Golden Silk Worm Gu?】
【This thing is way too treacherous. Once inside a human body, the host is guaranteed to die within twenty-four hours.】
【After the host dies, it will self-destruct and dissolve, leaving no evidence behind.】
【So, to save Old Master Wang, either Ye Chen himself has to come and remove the Gu, or we can try the secret recipe from the Qingnang Tianjing.】
【Using mugwort, jasmine, red ocher... eleven herbs to make an incense should do the trick.】
【I'll try to discreetly remind them later. No matter what, we can't let Old Master Wang die.】
Upon hearing Tang Yu's thoughts, Wang Yixue and Jiang Xiaoyue both changed expressions.
And when they noticed each other's reaction, they instantly realized the same thing.
That is, both of them could hear Tang Yu's thoughts!
At this moment, Wang Yixue understood why Jiang Xiaoyue had asked her to bring Tang Yu along.
It was because of this reason.
"I suddenly thought of a prescription. Someone, go and get me the herbs."
Jiang Xiaoyue quickly wrote down the list of herbs she had just heard and sent someone to fetch them.
A servant from the Wang family immediately went to get the herbs.
Jiang Xiaoyue began to think about the pharmacological compatibility of this prescription.
The recipes from the Qingnang Tianjing were all lost treasures!
"Since Xiaoyue has a treatment plan, let's go out and rest. She can take care of Grandpa here."
Wang Yixue also breathed a sigh of relief, asking everyone to leave the room.
"Ah, so I'm not needed anymore?"
Tang Yu was still trying to figure out how to remind them.
"Yes, I have something to talk to you about. Come with me."
Wang Yixue grabbed Tang Yu's arm and led him to a small garden nearby.
【Why so serious? Is there something big you want to tell me?】
Tang Yu was a bit puzzled as he followed Wang Yixue, feeling the atmosphere was a bit off.
Once they reached the small garden, Wang Yixue pulled Tang Yu to sit down and asked,
"I feel something is wrong with my grandfather. He was perfectly fine, but suddenly he's like this. It's very likely he was poisoned. What do you think?"
"I think that's a possibility too, but we need to investigate carefully."
Tang Yu nodded in agreement.
【It's not poisoning, it's being Gu-ed.】
【The Golden Silk Worm Gu can only be used if you're close to the target. If Ye Chen didn't come here to do it himself, then it's most likely that idiot Wang Rulong.】
【This guy is such a moron, colluding with an outsider, thinking he can become the head of the Wang family.】
【With this secret in someone else's hands, you'll have to lick their shoes for the rest of your life, okay?】
Wang Yixue's eyes instantly turned cold.
Indeed, as she had guessed, it was that fool Wang Rulong causing trouble again.
The last time she let him off wasn't because she lacked evidence.
She just didn't want to scare the snake and wanted to use Wang Rulong's stupidity to set a trap for Ye Chen.
But now that he had dared to harm her grandfather, there was no need to keep him as bait any longer.
Wang Yixue sighed softly, feeling a bit exhausted.
She actually didn't care much about family wealth, as it was more than enough, but not everyone could think that way.
Besides Wang Rulong, were there not many others with similar thoughts?
She leaned her head on Tang Yu's shoulder.
When she felt Tang Yu about to move, she couldn't help but laugh in annoyance.
"If you behave, I'll dress up as a bunny girl for you next time."
"What's with the bunny girl? Don't get dandruff on my shoulder."
Tang Yu muttered in dissatisfaction.
【I hate people who don't keep their promises the most. You better mean it.】
【Bunny girl or not, I don't really care. I'm a righteous man.】
【If you're really sincere, a Bloody Mary outfit would do.】
Bloody Mary?
Wang Yixue was slightly puzzled. What was that?
But she didn't bother thinking about it. Just being by Tang Yu's side made her very happy.
At least at this moment, she didn't have to think about all the scheming.
The two sat quietly in the small garden.
Wang Yixue listened to Tang Yu's rambling thoughts and found this reserved yet mischievous man quite adorable.
Until a voice broke the tranquility.
"Miss, Jiang the Divine Doctor has treated Old Master Wang. You should go and see him."
A bodyguard came over and called out.
"Let's go, quickly go and see Grandpa."
Tang Yu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
【Bro, if you had come a few minutes later, I would have gotten shoulder pain.】
Hearing Tang Yu's thoughts, Wang Yixue rolled her eyes and hurried to see her grandfather.
When they arrived, the room was filled with a somewhat pungent aroma.
Old Master Wang had already woken up, and a caregiver was feeding him a bowl of medicinal soup.
After such a sudden illness, Old Master Wang looked noticeably weaker.
"Grandpa, are you feeling better?"
Wang Yixue quickly asked with concern.
"I'm fine now, just a bit weak. After finishing this medicine, I think I'll sleep for a while."
Old Master Wang wasn't sure exactly what had happened to his body, but he just felt too weak to move and wanted to sleep.
"Let Old Master Wang rest for a couple of days, and he'll be fine."
After treating Old Master Wang with the recipe she had heard from Tang Yu, Jiang Xiaoyue saw the Gu worm crawl out and die on its own.
She had collected the dead Gu worm, planning to study it with her grandfather.
This Ye Chen guy was just too disgusting!
After a round of well-wishing, everyone left Old Master Wang to rest in the room.
As soon as Tang Yu walked out, his phone rang.
He looked at the screen and saw it was a call from Qin Ming.
"Brother, you said to call you when we do the feng shui at my house, right? Come over quickly, a lot of people are already here."
Qin Ming's voice came through the phone.
"Alright, wait a moment, I'll be right there."
Tang Yu agreed and hung up the phone.
After saying goodbye to Wang Yixue and the others, Tang Yu hurriedly drove to the Qin residence.
According to the original book's plot, today was the day Dragon King Ye Chen was going to pull off a major show!
And he would gain the title of the top feng shui master in Suhang!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
