Urban Super Medical Saint-Chapter 446 - 445: Sect Leader’s Wife?

"Your senior brother is nearly a hundred years old, is it appropriate for me to call him senior brother?" Outside the airport terminal, Liu Jiayao was visibly nervous.

To the people of Qimen, a fellow sect brother is not much different from a real brother. So essentially, this was Liu Jiayao’s first time meeting Ge Dongxu’s family.

"You’re my wife, if not ’senior brother,’ what else would you call him?" Ge Dongxu asked with a smile.

"Stop it, who’s your wife?" Liu Jiayao rolled her eyes at Ge Dongxu, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"After all this, if you’re not my wife, then what are you?" Ge Dongxu chuckled.

Liu Jiayao saw Ge Dongxu’s smug grin and was just about to pinch him stealthily when Ge Dongxu suddenly said, "Senior brother is coming out."

Liu Jiayao looked up and sure enough, a silver-haired elderly man and a middle-aged man in his fifties appeared at the exit, her nerves suddenly tightened.

"Don’t worry, senior brother is one of our own, he’s a good person, there’s nothing to be nervous about," Ge Dongxu patted Liu Jiayao’s hand, comforting her softly as he waved at Yang Yinhou and Ouyang Murong.

This dummy, it’s exactly because he’s one of our own that I am nervous! Liu Jiayao rolled her eyes at Ge Dongxu again, then tried to suppress her nervousness and also raised her hand to wave at Yang Yinhou and Ouyang Murong.

"Master, uncle is over there," Ouyang Murong whispered to Yang Yinhou as he pulled his suitcase and strode towards Ge Dongxu.

"Senior brother, you must be exhausted after the journey," Ge Dongxu greeted Yang Yinhou with a smile.

"Senior brother, hello!" Liu Jiayao, after all, is the CEO of a company. At the crucial moment, she also calmed down, greeted with a smile, and slightly bowed to Yang Yinhou with natural grace.

"So you are Liu Jiayao, whom Dongxu previously mentioned, truly remarkable," Yang Yinhou sized up Liu Jiayao and pulled out a fully green Glass Type Jadeite Bracelet from his pocket, saying with a smile, "Senior brother doesn’t have much in the way of gifts to give you, take this."

Liu Jiayao, although not well-versed in jadeite, knew this green and translucent jadeite must be extremely valuable, probably worth at least several millions. She was startled, just thinking about declining when Ge Dongxu had already spoken, "Take what senior brother gives you."

"Thank you, senior brother," Liu Jiayao changed the words at her lips, her cheeks blushing as she accepted the Jade Bracelet.

"Hello auntie, hello uncle," seeing Liu Jiayao accept the Jade Bracelet, Ouyang Murong finally found an opportunity to speak and quickly stepped forward, slightly bowing as he greeted.

"Oh, this isn’t right, just call me Jiayao," even though Liu Jiayao was the CEO of a company, being suddenly addressed by a very composed middle-aged man as aunt and uncle left her face flushed red, and she felt at a loss.

"You are the Sect Leader’s wife, and proper respect is indispensable! You’ll gradually get used to it," Yang Yinhou said seriously.

"Sect Leader’s wife?" Liu Jiayao was confused.

"Jiayao didn’t know?" Yang Yinhou looked towards Ge Dongxu.

"She hasn’t formally started her cultivation, so I didn’t tell her about this," Ge Dongxu replied.

"I see," Yang Yinhou nodded, then looked at Liu Jiayao with a smile and said, "There are many rules in Qimen, some may evolve with time, but others are immutable. Murong is my apprentice, and I am actually a fellow sect brother with Dongxu, as close as real brothers. So even if Murong is now a hundred years old, he must address you as aunt and uncle, that can’t be changed."

Liu Jiayao could only nod at this point, her cheeks already burning red.

"Senior brother, there are a lot of people here, let’s talk more in the car," Ge Dongxu said.

"Alright," Yang Yinhou nodded.

The group got into the car, and Ge Dongxu first drove them to the revolving restaurant at Mingyue Lake for lunch. He originally wanted to take Yang Yinhou for a walk around Mingyue Lake, but Yang Yinhou was eager to pay respects to Ren Yao, so Ge Dongxu had to abandon the plan.

Liu Jiayao did not accompany him back to Changxi County.

In the past, it didn’t matter that Ge Dongxu was alone;, this time, with his senior brother and Ouyang Murong around, he deliberately arranged for a car, of course not the one with a special license plate, but a company’s Audi.

"Looking at the senior brother’s complexion, it seems he must have broken through to the Sixth Layer of Qi Cultivation," Ge Dongxu said with a smile, sitting beside Yang Yinhou in the back seat.

Ouyang Murong, of course, was driving.

"Yes, thanks to you, not only are my legs completely healed, but my cultivation also naturally advanced to the Sixth Layer of Qi Cultivation. A few years ago, I wouldn’t even dare to dream of this. Not just me, Murong has finally broken through to the Third Layer of Qi Cultivation, truly entering the room," Yang Yinhou said both happily and emotionally.

"Senior brother is accumulating richly to deliver thinly; I think it won’t be long before you can break through to the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer," Ge Dongxu said.

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"Haha, you seem to have more confidence in me than I do in myself," Yang Yinhou laughed.

As they talked, evening had unknowingly fallen, and the car had entered the territory of Ouzhou City.

Yang Yinhou gradually became silent, his expression solemn.

Ge Dongxu knew he was thinking of his master, patted his thigh, and stopped talking.

When the car reached Changxi County, it had already turned completely dark; Ge Dongxu suggested visiting their master the next day, but Yang Yinhou insisted on going right away.

Ge Dongxu had no choice but to follow him. They drove all the way to the foot of Baiyun Mountain and then the three of them got out of the car, climbing up the mountain path toward the halfway point.

Yang Yinhou’s steps were quick and heavy.

"Ahead is the place where our master rests," Ge Dongxu said as they approached the spot.

At these words, Yang Yinhou shuddered and tears began to flow unchecked; he hurried forward, taking two steps at a time.

In the moonlight, Yang Yinhou saw the small Taoist temple and the tombstone of Ren Yao.

"Master, your unworthy disciple has come to see you," Yang Yinhou said through tears, suddenly throwing himself in front of Ren Yao’s grave.

Seeing this, Ouyang Murong followed suit by kneeling down and knocking his head on the ground three times. Meanwhile, Ge Dongxu silently helped by lighting a few sticks of incense and planting them on top, then took out the master’s favorite Huadiao Wine, called "beggar’s chicken," and other dishes, placing each one out carefully.

Yang Yinhou shed tears for a long while before he was able to curb his deep sorrow, respectfully offering incense and sprinkling wine on the grave.

After the memorial ceremony, the night had grown late.

"Tonight, I would like to stay here and have a chat with my master;, you don’t have to stay with me," Yang Yinhou said.

"I don’t have anything else to do, so I might as well stay here," Ge Dongxu said, his nose feeling a bit sour.

"That’s also good," Yang Yinhou nodded.

So that night, the three of them spent the night in front of Ren Yao’s grave. Yang Yinhou drank a considerable amount of yellow wine and spoke all night about his experiences over the years.

Ouyang Murong was still alright, knowing about his master’s experiences over the years;, but it was Ge Dongxu who was moved to tears several times, growing more respectful of Yang Yinhou, his senior brother.