Urban Super Medical Saint-Chapter 345 - 344: Not yet come to pay respects to your martial uncle
"Now that you already know who the mastermind is, there’s no need for that person to stay alive any longer," Ge Dongxu nodded. With a movement of his hand, he directed a sword technique at the strand of Blood Qi, pointing at it.
Like the poisonous creatures before, the strand of Blood Qi dissipated into nothingness.
Immediately after, Gu Yezeng could no longer see Rivera, who was lying in a pool of blood.
In the hotel, Rivera let out an incredibly miserable scream, blood oozing from his seven orifices, and, disgustingly, poisonous creatures crawled out with the blood from those orifices...
He was a Sorcerer who had often nurtured Insect Gu; now that Ge Dongxu had not only destroyed his strand of Essence Blood but also, through that Essence Blood, cast spells from thousands of miles away to sever his Lifebound Essence, he could no longer control the Insect Gu within his body.
In the living room, the two blonde women heard Rivera’s extremely pitiful screeching, hurriedly pushed open the door, then followed with an ear-piercing scream; one of them even fainted from fright.
"Mr. Ge, I need to make a phone call," said Gu Yezeng as Rivera suddenly disappeared from sight, his heart jolted, and he bowed slightly to Ge Dongxu.
"Please, go ahead," Ge Dongxu nodded.
Gu Yezeng left the living room in a hurry to make a call outside.
The call was to a Chinese Gang leader in Manila, asking for his help in keeping an eye on Kolster.
The warnings Gu Yezeng gave Kolster were not at all exaggerated. Although he had retired from the Chinese Gangs, he still held considerable influence within them, especially as his business had grown larger and his wealth had increased over the years – his status within the Chinese Gangs had not diminished due to his lack of involvement in gang affairs, but had in fact risen!
After making the phone call, Gu Yezeng quickly returned to the living room and, together with Yu Xin, bowed deeply to thank Ge Dongxu.
"No need for thanks, if it weren’t for your kindness in providing me with a spare tire, I wouldn’t have thought to inquire about this matter and wouldn’t have encountered my senior brother. So in fact, I should be thanking you for your kindness that day," said Ge Dongxu with a smile.
"Haha, that’s what they call good people getting good rewards. Little Gu, you’re making so much money, you should definitely do more good deeds in the future," laughed Yang Yinhou.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master Yang. I will keep it firmly in mind," Gu Yezeng quickly responded with a modest face.
No sooner had Gu Yezeng modestly accepted Yang Yinhou’s lecture, than Ouyang Murong pushed the door open and entered. Seeing Gu Yiran being held by his mother, his black eyes looking around curiously, and noting the presence of the young man who had spent lavishly at the auction, he was taken aback and confused.
"Dongxu, this is Ouyang Murong, an orphan of Chinese descent whom I took in from the jungles of Myanmar; he is also my disciple. Unfortunately, his talents are limited, and he has a passion for mundane affairs, so he has only reached the Second Level of Qi Cultivation to date," Yang Yinhou said, pointing to him and explaining to Ge Dongxu upon seeing Ouyang Murong enter.
After the explanation, Yang Yinhou urged Ouyang Murong, "Come and greet your Uncle-Master."
"Uncle-Master?" Ouyang Murong’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Ge Dongxu.
"He is the Closed-door Disciple my master took in his later years, and I only recognized him as my brother today," Yang Yinhou had to explain seeing Ouyang Murong’s incredulous expression.
"But, wasn’t grandmaster already..." Ouyang Murong exclaimed in surprise.
"The grandmaster passed away only five years ago; I haven’t had the time to ask your Uncle-Master about the specifics," Yang Yinhou clarified.
Although Yang Yinhou had explained clearly, Ouyang Murong still hesitated when looking at Ge Dongxu.
There was no helping it; Ge Dongxu was just too young, whereas he himself appeared to be only in his fifties, but was actually sixty-one years old. Find more chapters on novelbuddy
The idea that Ge Dongxu was his grandmaster’s grand-disciple, Ouyang Murong could accept, but to say that Ge Dongxu was actually his grandmaster’s disciple, his Uncle-Master, was something he struggled to accept for the moment.
Just as Ouyang Murong hesitated, an imposing aura emanated from Yang Yinhou, pressing toward him along with a stern gaze.
Ouyang Murong was startled and then forced a wry smile. He stepped forward and bowed deeply to Ge Dongxu, saying, "I have seen...
"Kneel!" But before Ouyang Murong could finish his sentence, a commanding voice suddenly rang out.
Ouyang Murong’s body shook, while Ge Dongxu gave a wry smile and said, "Elder Brother, times have changed, they’ve changed. Besides, I’m young; you shouldn’t..."
"Times indeed have changed, but some rituals can be abandoned, and some cannot," Yang Yinhou interrupted Ge Dongxu with a wave of his hand, then looked sternly at Ouyang Murong and said, "Your Uncle-Master Ge is the current Sect Leader of the Pill Talisman Sect. Even I would have to perform the ritual of prostration the first time I met him. Do you think you can put on airs because you are older? If that’s your attitude, then today, as your master, I will expel you from the sect."
As soon as Yang Yinhou uttered these words, not to mention Ouyang Murong being so shocked that he immediately bowed three times to Ge Dongxu in proper fashion, even the couple Gu Yezeng and his wife, who knew Ge Dongxu was even more formidable than Yang Yinhou, were utterly astounded.
They had never imagined that this young man, Ge Dongxu, not only had deeper cultivation than Yang Yinhou but was also his Sect Leader Junior Brother.
That meant, given Yang Yinhou’s status, he had to obey Ge Dongxu’s commands!
Gu Yezeng, who knew Yang Yinhou’s true status, felt his mind nearly grind to a halt on the spot.
If this news got out, it would probably shake the entire upper echelon of warlords in the Golden Triangle and Northern Myanmar! The big shots in the Qing Gang and the Hung Men would be shaken as well!
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Each family has its laws, and every sect has its rules.
The friendly relationship between Ge Dongxu and Elder Feng was that of friends despite the difference in age, not true sect brothers, so he addressed Feng Chenqing and the others by their names, without minding seniority.
However, Ouyang Murong was a disciple of Yang Yinhou, thus a disciple of the Pill Talisman Sect; in this case, seniority mattered a great deal. Even if Ge Dongxu felt uncomfortable with a man in his sixties prostrating before him and calling him Uncle-Master, he had to accept it!
"For our first meeting, let’s follow the formalities; afterwards, we can be more casual," said Ge Dongxu, after Ouyang Murong had performed his three bows. He stepped forward to help him up.
After finishing, he still felt somewhat guilty.
Indeed, it was awkward for someone so old and an influential figure in the area to bow down to him and call him Uncle-Master. He felt that if he didn’t show some gesture of goodwill in return, it would be quite unbecoming of an Uncle-Master Sect Leader.
"Well, Murong, you see, since this is our first meeting and I don’t have anything better to give you, take this as a meeting gift," Ge Dongxu thought, reaching into his bag to pull out a piece of Ice Type Jadeite carved with the Taiyin Spirit Gathering Formation.
Because he needed to continue his cultivation while traveling, Ge Dongxu usually carried around more than ten pieces of Taiyin Spirit Gathering Formation Talismans Jade with him.
When Ouyang Murong saw Ge Dongxu taking out a piece of Jadeite for him, clearly a gift from an elder to a younger upon meeting, his old face immediately turned red.
It was quite normal for an elder to give a gift to a younger one at the first meeting, but the problem here was the absurd scene of an elder under twenty years of age formally presenting a piece of Jadeite to someone in his sixties. It just felt wrong.
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And it was a piece of Ice Type Jadeite at that!
Come on, Ouyang Murong was known as the Jade King! What did a piece of Ice Type Jadeite amount to?
The whole situation resembled a child from a family with high status giving New Year’s money to an older relative during the Lunar New Year’s Eve, pretending to be an adult.
ps: I recommend my old book "Cultivation Graduate Student Life Record" which is one of the four life-record series I’ve written; it focuses more on cultivation and is quite spirited, and the protagonist’s character is also my favorite. If you can’t wait for this book, you might want to take a look at it.
