Volume 2: Forbidden City, Jianghu and Imperial Court Chapter 13: The Sword Has an Owner Before It's Made
"Have you seen anything like this at Yiwuqi's residence?"
Qiao Shangzhou hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe he is a little impatient in developing the antidote."
"As a miracle doctor, when developing medicines, I will only classify other medicinal materials more carefully, which will be more convenient."
Fang Yunhan took a bite of the bun and shook his head, saying, "But this is just suspicion. What really made me sure that this miracle doctor was up to something was that I swept away the pile of medicinal materials and found a very hidden mechanism underneath, and underneath the mechanism was a tunnel."
"The tunnel was obviously large enough to hold a body before, and large enough for one person to escape."
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On the sixth day of March, the world's number one doctor, Yi Wuqi, came to Wanxiang Tower again and brought two pieces of great news.
One is that the Peony Messenger who had secretly poisoned the leaders before has been executed, and was killed by Yi Wuqi himself.
The second is that Yi Wuqi has developed an antidote for the strange poison that the leaders have been infected with.
On that day, in the hall on the first floor of the Wanxiang Tower's guest rooms, all irrelevant personnel were dismissed, and Doctor Wuqi gave acupuncture to each of the leaders and prepared antidotes, and he was busy until dusk.
The people from the various gangs were waiting outside anxiously, and they walked around the ground in the courtyard and even the streets outside Wanxiang Building, both for patrolling and to vent their anxiety.
Until the rain that had lasted for most of the day stopped completely, the western sky was filled with brilliant sunset glow like fiery red dragon scales.
The high-quality carved wooden door was opened without any noise, and the leaders of the Huashan, Huangshan, Nujing and other gangs finally stood up from their chairs one by one.
Although their faces still did not look very good, probably because they had been poisoned for quite some time, it was obvious from their walking and breathing that the poison had been removed. People from various gangs immediately rushed into the hall with joy.
The head of Huashan Sect coughed twice, his face turned yellow, and he said, "We were able to escape death today, thanks to the miracle doctor. Finally, if the miracle doctor needs anything, the Huashan Sect will definitely do its best to help."
Since the leader had expressed his opinion, everyone in the Huashan Sect naturally saluted Yi Wuqi one by one.
"So do my Angry Whale Gang."
The dozen or so gang leaders who were still alive in the lobby all expressed similar words of gratitude to Yi Wuqi.
Doctor Wuqi had been giving acupuncture for an entire afternoon and looked extremely exhausted. Sweat broke out on his face and his lips turned pale. The two masters nearby actually helped him to sit down in the main seat.
That was where Qiao Shangzhou sat before, but now Yi Wuqi sat there, and no one thought it was inappropriate.
After Doctor Wuqi sat down, he paused for a while before he bowed and said to the people around him, "You are really too kind. In fact, I have long wanted to contribute to the righteous cause of the martial arts world, but in the past, with Alliance Leader Qiao in charge, my old body was not needed. This time, I can show some value in medicine, which is a great blessing for me. It is a great pleasure for me."
When he said this, his face became even more sad, and he said, "It's a pity that the heroes are envied by the heavens. I heard that Alliance Leader Qiao was harmed by Lu Xiaofeng?"
"Yes." Gu Qingfeng of the Bashan Sword Sect nodded. "Who could have expected that Lu Xiaofeng, who used to look like a pillar of righteousness, was actually deliberately putting on a show and endangering the life of the leader at this critical moment."
"Ah!" Doctor Wuqi sighed, and pulled himself together. He stood up and said, "Where is the Alliance Leader's mourning hall? I want to go and pay my respects immediately."
"Alliance Leader Qiao has another residence in Luoyang. Since he has passed away, it is natural that he will return to his own residence to set up a mourning hall." Gu Qingfeng replied, "Mr. Cui and Brother Qiao have already gone there."
"Alliance Leader Qiao." The head of the Huangshan Sect also said with some sadness, "We should also go to pay tribute to this matter. Divine Doctor, let's go together."
"Let's go together." Everyone agreed.
So, a moment later, as many as seventy or eighty people left Wanxiang Tower and went to Qiao Shangzhou's residence in Luoyang.
As this team walked along the road, they encountered many people from the martial arts world who were going to pay tribute to Qiao Shangzhou. Among them were some independent masters without any gang or faction. When they saw that the leaders of the major gangs were just setting out to pay tribute at this time, they were naturally surprised and asked inquiries.
Only then did they know that the leaders of all the major gangs had been poisoned. In the crowd, there were several gang disciples who were originally responsible for guarding Yi Wuqi's residence. They told him about Yi Wuqi's killing of the Peony Messenger and his research on the antidote, which immediately attracted a round of praise.
Doctor Wuqi was humble and courteous and did not take credit for himself.
The one-eyed elder of Huashan Sect suddenly heard his leader hum, the sound was very low and almost imperceptible.
He looked at the Sect Leader in some confusion, but saw that the Sect Leader of Huashan had a cold face, just like usual.
The news spread quickly through word of mouth among the people in the martial arts world. In addition, because of Qiao Shangzhou's death, many martial artists in Luoyang City gathered near the Qiao family residence at this time. The deeds of Yi Wuqi soon spread among thousands of people.
Behind their team of seventy or eighty people, hundreds of people gradually followed.
The gathering of more than a dozen leaders of first-rate gangs was a rare event in itself, and it would easily attract the attention of martial artists. At this time, the deeds of Doctor Wuqi aroused everyone's curiosity, and they all wanted to come forward to take a closer look at this great hero.
This world's number one doctor, who already had a great reputation in the martial arts world, seemed to have suddenly transformed himself today, showing a completely different image in everyone's mind.
In this conspiracy planned by the Peony Messenger, the leaders of Kongtong Sect, Hengshan Sect, Bashan Sword Sect, and Twelve Linked Sect were all killed, and more than a dozen other powerful martial arts masters were also poisoned and unable to recover.
The martial arts leader Qiao Shangzhou also died in this incident.
But what they couldn't do, Yi Wuqi did. What they couldn't kill, Yi Wuqi could kill.
Didn't he jump from being a famous doctor to becoming the number one hero and the number one knight in the martial arts world?
Such a huge team was vaguely guarding Yi Wuqi who was walking in the front and the center. Every time they passed a place, more martial artists joined in, further increasing their prestige.
But when the team was about to enter the Qiao Mansion, they slowly stopped because someone blocked their way on the street ahead.
He was a shabby old man holding a wooden box in his hands. He was dressed in a slovenly manner, but his hands looked particularly broad and powerful. He was the world's number one swordsmith - Guiyou.
Twenty steps behind Guiyou was the funeral hall of Qiao Shangzhou, leader of the martial arts world, which was already hung with white lanterns. This section of bluestone street was particularly empty and deserted compared to the large group of hundreds of people in front.
"I heard that it was you, Doctor Wuqi, who developed the antidote and saved the seven major sects, nine gangs, and all the leaders of the righteous ways?" Guiyou's hoarse voice spread throughout the entire street.
Doctor Wuqi bowed to Guiyou, but before he could say anything, someone in the crowd behind him answered for him.
"Exactly."
"It is the miracle doctor who brings back the dead and turns the tide."
"If it's not the miracle doctor, then who else could it be?"
The replies were sporadic, but one could tell they were shouted with all their might, and their tones were filled with enthusiasm.
Soon, there was another louder wave of voices. Dozens or even hundreds of people answered the question for Doctor Wuqi. The noise was enough to alarm hundreds of thousands of households around.
Even Qiao Shangzhou's mourning hall was drowned out by the sound.
Qiao Xiaoshan, who had been crying all day and had red and swollen eyes, was kneeling in front of Qiao Shangzhou's coffin. When he heard the voice, he said hesitantly, "What's going on?"
Cui Bailong stood up, looked outside and said, "It seems that the leaders of all the major gangs have come, but they were stopped by Mr. Guiyou. I don't know what happened. I'll go out and take a look."
He got up and walked out.
Over there, Guiyou asked another question.
"I heard that the Peony Messenger, who committed more than 30 murders and involved hundreds of lives in the past ten years, was also killed by you, the Divine Doctor?"
"It is the miracle doctor who has eliminated the evil from the martial arts world!" This time, there were still dozens of people answering on behalf of the doctor, but their voices were much more uniform and louder.
"Okay!" Gui You took a deep breath and uttered this word, and his whole body seemed to straighten up a lot.
He suddenly slapped the wooden box in his hand, and the red wooden lid was knocked to the side, revealing a cold light inside.
Guiyou walked forward holding the opened wooden box. Some people standing at the front of the team could already see the sword in the box.
The sword body was as smooth as a mirror, and facing the sunset, it actually revealed a circle of warm . The patterns carved on the hilt did not have any regular pattern, but at first glance one could tell that it would fit the hand extremely well.
The swordsmen in the crowd all looked at him and held their breath unconsciously.
In their eyes, this sword is like a sleeping young dragon. Once awakened, it will roar in all directions and become famous in the seven seas.
"This is my last work, the result of my life's work, made from meteorite iron. I only wanted to forge a long sword, but unexpectedly, on the day the furnace was opened, the sword body in the furnace split into two by itself. However, both of them are as straight as a ruler, and cannot be damaged by a hundred chisels. It is just like the creation of yin and yang, and it was made by ghosts and gods, so it is called the Liangyi Divine Sword."
Guiyou's eyes revealed his enthusiasm for the sword, but he handed the sword to Yi Wuqi with such an expression.
"Since ancient times, a famous sword has been paired with a hero. Now in the Ming Dynasty, in Luoyang at this moment, besides you, the genius doctor, who else can be worthy of this sword?"
The street fell silent for a moment. Cui Bailong, who had just walked to the door, suddenly felt a mixed taste in his mouth. He felt that the mourning hall behind him was colder than ever before.
However, after a few breaths of silence, the streets were filled with cheers.
Because Yi Wuqi took over the Liangyi Divine Sword.
This is the moment when the last bit of sunset light is wiped out by the night.
The one-eyed elder of Huashan Sect seemed to hear a faint cold snort again, and he suddenly remembered that the Yin-Yang Sword seemed to be given to the next leader of the martial arts world.
Near Qusai Winery, Fang Yunhan, who had brought two bags of charcoal-grilled lamb to share with Qiao Shangzhou, listened to the noise coming from not far away and said with a smile, "Alliance Leader Qiao, how does it taste?"
Qiao Shangzhou chewed the remaining two pieces of mutton slowly and said, "It smells good."
He paused for a moment, and his aging face finally revealed some ruggedness, his brows were like heavy swords.
"I just hope that by the fifteenth of March, the taste of this mutton won't have changed."