The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 440: 440: Ghost King Ying Kexin

Chapter 440: Chapter 440: Ghost King Ying Kexin
Master Qiao still had an ace up his sleeve!

His last game-changer!

That was the Purple Robe Ghost, the Qing Dynasty ghost girl Fangfang!

Although Huang Xiaolong had encountered this secret weapon before, it did not deter Master Qiao’s master plan.

Summoning ghosts, especially high-rank ones, is a challenging task for a Taoist. Besides being difficult to summon, the ghosts could potentially possess the summoner.

Fangfang, a ghost nurtured by Master Qiao for decades, started as a mere Green Robe Ghost killed by Master Qiao in his pursuit of wealth. It was this malevolent act that resulted in the birth of the Purple Robe Ghost.

Fangfang can be seen as Master Qiao’s child, personally brought up by him. Through various means, he managed to control Fangfang flawlessly.

If Master Qiao were to summon a ghost at the scene, with his skills, he could only summon the wandering spirits nearby. If lucky, he could summon lower-tier Red Robe or Orange Robe Ghosts.

His so-called ghost summoning was just a pretense to have Fangfang step in and save the day.

Similarly, Master Qiao was confident that Huang Xiaolong would struggle to summon high-rank ghosts within the time limit of an incense stick.

“Pfft ~~~~ Since you’re still asking for a beating, I’ll oblige,” said Huang Xiaolong without rejecting the challenge and looked at Master Qiao with a cat-playing-with-a-mouse gaze. “Okay, let’s summon ghosts.”

Huang Xiaolong was well aware that Master Qiao intended to bring out the Purple Robe Ghost Fangfang, just the opportunity he needed to wipe her out!

“Great! Let’s summon ghosts together then!” Master Qiao said, feeling invigorated.

“No worries, you go first. For me to summon a ghost, it’s a matter of minutes.” Huang Xiaolong responded with a grin.

“Humph! You talk tough! Wait and see how I’ll make you pay!” Master Qiao sneered at Huang Xiaolong, then ordered a ritual table to be brought over, upon which an incense was inserted and lit.

The countdown started.

The next moment, Master Qiao started reciting the summoning incantation with a theatrical air-

“Long Water of Heaven, Long Water of Earth, Long Water of Gold, govern together! The Great Ghost is called, summon the Second Ghost, four Little Ghosts push the mill! Push straight, push upside down, if not moved, press under Yin Mountain, ban your bones from emerging for a thousand years! Six Lang of Southern Dipper, Seven Stars of the Northern Dipper, command of the Great Venerable Lord, command! command! command!”

Upon completing the incantation, Master Qiao ignited a Talisman in his hand!

“Ghost Summoning Talisman! Ghost, come!”

In reality, it was a talisman specifically to summon Fangfang, not a general ghost summoning talisman.

As the talisman was burned to ashes, in about half a minute, the sky over the mountain began to gradually fill with ghostly Qi, causing the environment to be freezing cold!

“Hahaha~~~~” Master Qiao burst into a triumphant laugh.

The ghostly Qi dispersed, revealing a Qing Dynasty ghost woman, Fangfang, hovering in the night sky, her gaze filled with hatred and resentment towards Huang Xiaolong.

Fangfang showed up!

“Ah ha! Congratulations Brother Qiao! This purple robe female ghost is the fiercest among the ghosts, the Purple Robe Ghost! We have won this round!” Master Zuo, standing nearby, exclaimed with flair.

The Purple Robe Ghost Fangfang emitted waves of ghost Qi, making the atmosphere on the mountain extremely oppressive, as though the mountain itself could be crushed at any moment!

After being severely wounded by Huang Xiaolong previously, Fangfang had swallowed countless soul-restoring Talismans to recover. She saw Huang Xiaolong as her biggest enemy, vowing to fight him to the death!

However, she was still fearful of Huang Xiaolong and did not dare to attack without Master Qiao’s command.

At this moment, the emergence of the Purple Robe Ghost Fangfang rendered even Grandmaster Ying Aoshan almost breathless. “This… this ghost is highly formidable… If I were to confront it… I’m afraid… I’m afraid I wouldn’t stand a chance…”

“That’s totally cheating!” Sun Wei pouted. “This purple robe ghost, Fangfang, was raised by that evil Taoist, not summoned by him. He’s totally cheating! How unfair! But, Little Long almost annihilated Fangfang last time, and the fact that it showed up again with Huang Xiaolong shows that it hasn’t learned its lesson. I’m certain, Little Long won’t let it off this time! He’ll make it vanish into thin air!”

“Hahaha~~ Wanna give up yet, you brat?” Master Qiao triumphantly looked at Huang Xiaolong.

“Give up? Why should I give up?” in Huang Xiaolong’s eyes, the gaze of a cat playing with a mouse intensified.

“Still acting tough? Ignorant!” Master Qiao sneered, glancing at the incense on the altar, “You can’t summon any ghost higher-rank than the Purple Robe Ghost. Moreover, the time of one incense stick is almost up! You wouldn’t have time to summon a ghost!”

It turned out Master Qiao had deliberately delayed time by chanting the incantation, only calling forth Fangfang at the last moment. The incense stick was already halfway burned, leaving Huang Xiaolong little time.

Generally speaking, the higher the rank of the ghost summoned, the longer the process would take.

For instance, some skilled Taoists need to summon for three days and nights straight before they could summon the likes of Yellow Robe or Green Robe Ghosts.

There was little time left for Huang Xiaolong to turn the tables with half a stick of incense.

“Whew~~~~”, Master Zuo, Master Zhao, the father and son of the Chen Family, and others who were anxiously watching the battle, breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as though a weight was lifted from their hearts.

It seemed as though the battle was—

First round, Huang Xiaolong wins.

Second round, a draw.

Third round, Master Qiao wins.

The overall score is now tied.

Next will be an additional match to determine the final winner.

“Unbelievable, Master Qiao actually launched a desperate counterattack! Oh, it’s thrilling! So thrilling!” Chen Xiong wiped the sweat off his forehead. “However, as for the additional match, we need to consider it carefully…”

Over there, the Sun Family was cursing Master Qiao and his team relentlessly.

“Unexpectedly, Huang Xiaolong still ended up throwing away his advantage.” Mengqi tutted in frustration.

“Tsk~~~ I told you not to underestimate Little Long. You will never fully understand or predict his hidden strengths!” Sun Wei laughed joyously. “Wait and see. I believe Little Long will still win!”

“Now, I need to discuss with my two junior brothers to decide which competition to compete in for the fourth round.” Master Qiao was also considering the upcoming additional match.

“No rush…” Huang Xiaolong smiled. “Summoning ghosts like you, I can also do.”

After he finished speaking, Huang Xiaolong took out the Soul Canister.

He removed the lid casually, saying, “Ying Kexin, time for you to get some air~~~”

As soon as his voice faded!

Boom~~~~~~!!

A Sword Qi shot up into the sky!

This Sword Qi, carrying an incredible force, seemed to be able to cut through everything!

Within this Sword Qi, it carried an enormous amount of Yin Qi and Evil Qi, like a ferociously flowing river!

Between heaven and earth, an overwhelming power spread out that made breathing difficult!

The purple-dressed ghost Fangfang, floating in the mid-air, shook violently. The eyes of the ferocious ghost radiated an extraordinary horror!

The next second!

In the entwining of the Yin Qi and Sword Qi, a woman walked in mid-air.

This woman, with her black hair dancing, not more than twenty years old, and dressed in the attire of the Qin Dynasty, was incredibly beautiful, ethereal, and serene. Her tranquil beauty, combined with the natural scenery of the national forest park, was completely harmonious. She seemed to be an intrinsic part of this exquisite world.

She was holding an ancient sword on her back, its blade was so sharp, it seemed it could cut through heaven and earth!

Ghost King! Ying Kexin!

“Kekeke~~~kekeke~~~” Fangfang’s ghost body kept shaking. It wanted to flee but seemed to be pinned in mid-air.

“It… It… It’s the Ghost King!” Master Qiao screeched frantically. His nerves were all scrambled!

The Ghost King, in fact, was considered a deity.

“No! Ghost King! How… How could you be summoned by a snot-nosed kid! Something must have gone wrong… Ghost King! This kid is disrespecting you! You should slay him immediately! Scatter his soul! He is blaspheming you!” Master Qiao spouted gibberish.

At this moment, Ying Aoshan’s soul quivered intensely!

When she saw the Ghost King, Ying Kexin, uncontrollable emotions welled up in her!

It was a kind of affection that felt almost like a bloodline connection!

Ying Aoshan realised that this deity-like Ghost King must have a significant connection with her!

The next second, Ying Aoshan was overcome with overwhelming emotion. Tears streamed down her face as she knelt before Ying Kexin in the sky!

“Master. Ying Kexin pays her respects to the master!” In the night sky, Ghost King Ying Kexin knelt on both knees before Huang Xiaolong, bowing respectfully!

Crack~~~~~~

Everyone felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping their neck!

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