Medical and Martial God

Chapter 595: The Woman of Huang Quan, Can’t Stand the Humiliation

Ye Xiu smiled.

From Zhuang Yan and Zhuang Jiawei’s reactions, he could tell that the tower drawing he had made based on Leng Yue’s description was identical to the one they had seen. Otherwise, their expressions would not have changed so drastically.

"It’s time to make some preparations!"

Ye Xiu flicked his fingers, knocking out Zhuang Yan and Zhuang Jiawei. He then called out, "Mo Luo!"

Mo Luo rushed in. "Young Master, what are your orders?"

Ye Xiu smiled. "Haven’t you always been curious about who the members of the Thirteen Protectors are, besides you, Gong Jin, Ghost Doctor, and You Ming? Let me introduce one to you."

Mo Luo’s eyes brightened. "Who?"

Chloe got excited too. She was also very curious about the other members of the Thirteen Protectors.

"Take these two to Tamwood City and hand them over to Dizang," Ye Xiu instructed.

Dizang? One of the Thirteen Protectors? Mo Luo thought with barely contained excitement.

"Alright, I’ll go now," he said eagerly.

"No need to hurry back. Stay there to assist Dizang and wait for my next orders," Ye Xiu said.

"Okay!" Mo Luo acknowledged the command, then carried Zhuang Yan and Zhuang Jiawei out.

Just then, Ye Xiu received an unexpected call from Kristina.

"Ye Xiu, we’ve lost contact with Zhuang Yan and Zhuang Jiawei," she said.

She’s only realizing this now? Ye Xiu mused, before asking aloud, "Who are Zhuang Yan and Zhuang Jiawei?"

"You don’t need to know," Kristina replied. "I think they’ve fallen into the hands of the Restorer Alliance. You should depart for Nanjing now."

"Okay!" Ye Xiu agreed readily. He had nothing else to do in Yunluo City anyway, and this was a good opportunity to go to Nanjing and torment the Long and Ye Families.

***

On their way to the library, Qin Qing and Leng Yue spotted a convoy of twenty large trucks approaching from a distance, each truck bed filled with people.

Qin Qing and Leng Yue paid them little mind.

However, Xue Man, who was driving, exchanged a glance with An Bai in the passenger seat. Xue Man then pressed a button, retracting the car’s roof and turning it into a convertible as she slowed down.

"What are you doing?" Qin Qing asked, sensing something was amiss.

"Just enjoying the breeze, getting some fresh air," Xue Man responded perfunctorily.

The convoy of twenty trucks drew closer, with the lead truck nearing the car carrying Qin Qing and Leng Yue.

"Look, beautiful women!" someone on the lead truck shouted, having spotted the two.

In an instant, all fifty men in the truck bed peered over. Their eyes lit up when they saw the faces of Qin Qing and Leng Yue.

"Stop the truck, stop the truck!"

Someone pounded on the truck’s cab, yelling for the driver to stop while shouting to the vehicles behind, "Block that sports car!"

Before the truck even came to a complete halt, the fifty men had already jumped from the back and started running after Qin Qing and Leng Yue’s convertible.

Simultaneously, the rest of the truck convoy stopped. Men from the following trucks jumped down to see what the commotion was about. When they saw the group from the first truck chasing a convertible, they spread out to block the road.

"Stop the car!" they shouted.

Xue Man, who was driving, quickly brought the car to a halt.

Qin Qing and Leng Yue’s expressions turned grim. They finally understood why Xue Man had opened the roof: she had deliberately made them visible to the men on the trucks. Judging by the running speed of the fifty men pursuing them, it was obvious they were all Martial Artists. Xue Man and An Bai are trying to use these men to cause trouble for us!

"Xue Man, it seems like you’re asking for a beating," Qin Qing said coldly.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about." Xue Man shrugged. She and An Bai then opened their doors, jumped out, and bolted toward the wilderness at the side of the road.

Qin Qing and Leng Yue frowned. Xue Man and An Bai were deliberately abandoning them to these Martial Artists.

"Don’t let them get away!"

Seeing Xue Man and An Bai flee, some of the men immediately gave chase.

However, most of the men ran to surround the convertible, their eyes fixed on Qin Qing and Leng Yue like hungry wolves.

"So beautiful! I never expected Biluo Island, this den of lower-class people, to have such beauties."

"Biluo Island has more than five million people. There are bound to be plenty of beauties; we just haven’t run into them."

"Even so, I doubt many look like this."

"There are only two of them and a thousand of us. How do we divide them?"

The teeming crowd of a thousand men surrounded the convertible, appraising Qin Qing and Leng Yue with unbridled gazes, as if they were animals in a zoo.

Unafraid, Qin Qing and Leng Yue sized up the men, noticing Black, White, and Asian men among them. They spoke a mix of languages, including Xuanse, Sang Jing, and various others. From their languages, Qin Qing and Leng Yue realized the three Judicator Families’ plot for world domination was not a recent development. Otherwise, they would not have trained so many people to speak various languages.

"Do you need something?" Qin Qing asked, her face devoid of expression.

"What do you think?" a Black man said, leering at Qin Qing. "You’re lower-class. When you meet us higher-class folk, shouldn’t you be eager to serve?"

Qin Qing and Leng Yue exchanged a look. It turned out that the people of the Eternal Islands really were divided into classes, with a clear distinction between higher and lower.

Leng Yue asked, "You’re stopping a car on the street in broad daylight to assault us. Aren’t you afraid of legal repercussions?"

This question seemed to stun the thousand or so Martial Artists surrounding them.

The Black man scoffed. "Are you young or just completely ignorant? The laws of the lower class can’t restrain us. Besides, the higher class has the power of life and death over the lower class."

In truth, Qin Qing and Leng Yue were unaware of a local custom. Women from lower-class islands like Biluo Island were actually eager to be chosen by higher-class men. Among the lower class, this was considered a great honor. If one of them bore a higher-class man’s child, and that child was found to have a talent for Cultivation, her own status on the island would skyrocket.

"So that’s how it is," Leng Yue murmured, her eyes widening in understanding. She turned to Qin Qing. "What should we do?"

A woman of Huang Quan will not suffer this humiliation... Qin Qing thought, before declaring aloud, "We fight!"

The words had barely left her lips when she leaped from the car, kicking the Black man square in the face.

At the same time, Leng Yue also sprang into action, pouncing like a tiger on a flock of sheep as she launched an attack on the nearest Martial Artists.

"They’re Martial Artists?!"

The thousand or so Martial Artists were caught completely off guard, shocked by the revelation. So, these two beautiful women were not lower-class. But they definitely were not of a higher class than them, either, or they would have declared their status immediately.

"Brothers, teach them a lesson!" someone shouted.

Instantly, the thousand Martial Artists began to fight back.

However, as the fight raged on, they quickly discovered that Qin Qing and Leng Yue were terrifyingly strong. Not a single one of them could withstand a single blow from either woman. They were all Great Grandmasters and First Realm War Gods.

Could these two beautiful women be Second Realm War Gods?