Perspective Medical Genius Young Master-Chapter 1577 - 1568: Tianfu

They never expected that the power of Geshu’s drunken state would be so formidable. There are less than a thousand disciples in the Heavenly Dragon Martial Arts Temple. Among the thousands of disciples, Geshu’s drunken state ranks eighth, which indicates that Geshu’s drunken talents are also remarkable.

"Hmph, what’s so great about being number eight? I will surpass him sooner or later and trample him under my feet!" he said proudly, sitting with glistening eyes.

Yue Shuang, seeing Ao Cangsheng’s serious expression, hesitated and said, "Little brother, perhaps I shouldn’t say this, but today you really shouldn’t have agreed to a drinking match with Ge Shu. Although your talent is immense, catching up with Ney in a year is still quite difficult.

Ao Cangsheng understood that Yue Shuang’s words weren’t meant to belittle him, but were because Song Shu was heavily intoxicated at the time.

She worried that after a year, Ao Cangsheng’s strength wouldn’t surpass the drunken Song Shu, but insisted on a confrontation, leading to a terrible fall.

"It’s nothing, how about going to Zhang Tianfu with me?" the proud man asked, stroking the head of the weasel.

"Chirp!"

The little white ermine squinted its eyes twice, looking expectant.

"Great! Let’s go!" Ao Cangsheng said promptly, and immediately walked out of the house.

In fact, Ao Cangsheng wanted to visit Lei Wu Pavilion. As Yan Shu mentioned, Lei Wu Pavilion was fierce. Ao Cangsheng wanted to have a taste.

However, after a month of training, Ao Cangsheng’s crystals were exhausted. He wasn’t willing to borrow from Brother Jie, so he thought of Zhang Tianfu.

Coincidentally, after a month of practice, his alchemy skills had greatly improved. Additionally, he had mastered dozens of Third Rank Soul Display Seals, so he could try the waters at Heavenly Mansion.

If there were no accidents, the war soldier he created should be able to produce some crystals. With Yuan Jing, he could train at Lei Wu Pavilion.

Heavenly Martial City was still bustling, with endless streams of pedestrians and an unceasing chorus of hawkers. Various selenium accessories and foods were on display, making the little white ermine’s eyes glow with excitement.

Although the proud one was lying tight on his shoulder, a pair of blue eyes were wide open, constantly glancing around.

When it saw something interesting, it squeaked excitedly. When it saw something delicious, it drooled profusely.

Fortunately, although he didn’t have any crystals, there was still some gold and silver tucked inside. This way, a small creature, trapped on a mountain all year round, thoroughly enjoyed its happiness.

For the first time, after Cangsheng bought him food, he was utterly out of breath.

Every time he saw something delicious, his body flickered like a "whip", and he darted straight to people’s stalls to eat.

The proud man followed behind, waiting for the food vendor to drive him away, chuckling as he paid.

Thus, the white ermine practically ate its way through the market. Its cute and mischievous appearance attracted laughter from many onlookers.

Proud and helpless, he could only serve the little white ermine like a devoted servant, under the gaze of the public.

Despite the little fellow being just a foot long, its appetite was enormous. Originally, the proud Cangsheng brought a few hundred taels of silver, thinking it was enough for a few trips to Heavenly Martial City for the little ermine.

This guy’s big belly devoured street food, leaving only a bit of silver.

Facing the proud, cold, sweat-soaked heart’s path, he was thankful for the money in his pocket. Otherwise, judging by the ermine’s eating habits, it must have compensated for its own arrogance.

After eating its fill, the little white ermine began "dripping away" with its big eyes, starting to search through the streets.

"Sound.

Before Cangsheng’s Arrogance could slow down, he saw the little white ermine glinting with light, darting into a rouge and powder shop.

"I believe it! Come back, that’s not a place for you to go!" Ao Cangsheng yelled, trying to stop the weasel, but it was too late.

In the vividly colored rouge shop, there was a faint fragrance, like roses, jasmine, and some nameless scent.

The rouge shop wasn’t very large, yet it had quite a few people inside Jin Ru, choosing and browsing rouge and powder.

The proprietor was a middle-aged man, about forty, wearing a black ceremonial outfit, with a sleek face. He stood inside the shop, promoting new products to Gu Ke, who had come to see him.

Suddenly, a white silhouette dashed in like a shooting star, causing Gu Ke to scream in fright.

Once the white silhouette stopped, everyone realized it was an adorable little white ermine, emanating Essence Qi.

"Get out! Where did this wild creature come from?" The shop owner feared it would affect his business and hurried to chase the weasel away.

"Oh, adorable little fellow, come over here and let Jie Jie hold you!" A beautiful-eyed girl with fiery red eyes had her gaze drawn to the lively little white ermine playing on the shelf.

"Do you like it?" The boy with sharp eyes standing beside her asked with a gentle smile.

The red-eyed girl nodded, "Yes! Go catch it for me. I want to keep it as a pet.

The sharp-eyed boy nodded, "Alright!"

He turned to the shop owner, "Stop, this little white ermine is mine. Don’t chase it away!"

Hearing this, the shop owner promptly stopped, smiling gently, "So this is the young master’s pet. Little fellow doesn’t know better but still eagerly expects."

His family was well off, so the shop owner’s rouge and powder shop couldn’t afford to offend, and he quickly apologized.

The young master snorted, waving dismissively at the shop owner, "Let it go, I’ll catch it myself!"

"Ah!" The shop owner bowed and hurriedly left.

This sharp-eyed boy, holding his breath, stared at the ermine playing with the rouge box, and crept up on it on his tiptoes.

Three feet behind the little ermine,

Lifting his head, this sharp-eyed boy suddenly realized that the one who had been holding his right hand was a white-faced person. A moment ago, he was confronting himself for half of Zhang Chu, but now he appeared beside him.

"Kababa."

Ao Cangsheng coldly looked at the sharp-eyed boy. His left hand slightly motioned, and the sound of bones being crushed on the sharp-eyed boy’s right hand immediately sounded.

"Ouch!" The sharp-eyed boy’s face broke out in sweat as he let out a low hum.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" Experiencing excruciating pain from bones being squeezed and rubbed, the sharp-eyed boy gasped heavily.

Ao Cangsheng’s face was intimidatingly blue. He coldly stared at the sharp-eyed boy, "Everything is repeated, but never over and over. If you dare be rude again, be careful, I’ll kill you!"

Seeing the sharp-eyed boy captured by the proud one, the shop owner’s expression instantly changed. When he heard Ao Cangsheng’s words again, the shop owner suddenly felt a deep chill across his body.

If this young master were slain in his shop, his family would surely be enraged.

At that time, rather than breaking his shop, they might as well break his bones.

"Sir... please... direct your command, be merciful! I am Mr. Yu... you cannot just act!" The shop owner stammered at this time, fearing that even a little recklessness might directly sever the young master’s right hand.

"Don’t move? Hmph!" Ao Cangsheng looked at the shop owner with some pity, but his face remained cold.

At this moment, everyone in the shop watched Ao Cangsheng with dread. Everyone pondered, what teenager could so freely disregard the rules of Heavenly Martial City?

"If you don’t believe me, you can try!" Finally, Ao Cangsheng didn’t let that sharp-eyed boy go easily. He gently swept his eye, released the sharp-eyed boy’s right hand, and turned to leave.

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