Chapter 1943: Chapter 1939: Establishing a New Sect
Grabbed someone for questioning and found out that Bai Mengxian was imprisoning these girls to please the Qu Family brothers. Those two perverts would play with girls every time they visited the Medical Immortal Workshop...
"Those beasts, just beheading them was too lenient."
Hua Yingjie cursed incessantly while cradling Xiao Baicai. Fortunately, she was okay, but other girls had still suffered.
"For Martial Generals to commit such disgraceful acts, even killing them doesn’t ease the hatred."
Tang Ming also cursed fiercely, then ordered the remaining women, children, and elderly of the Medical Immortal Workshop to be driven away and took over the sect’s location.
On the steps in front of the main hall, Tang Ming and a few others sat together, watching Medical Immortal Workshop’s people collect bodies and manage the scene below.
"In Jianghu, we often can’t control our fate. Do you think in the future we might also die somewhere, and our relatives and friends will mournfully collect our bodies, just like they’re doing now?"
Tang Ming sighed, looking complicated.
"If you die, not only will people collect your body, but there might even be women who mourn you by taking their own lives. It’s unfortunate for me; I’m still single."
Sun Zhuangjia sulkily curled his lips.
"Why are you suddenly so pessimistic? With our strength, it’s not so easy for us to get killed, right?"
Meng Xianjun looked puzzled at Tang Ming and Sun Zhuangjia.
"The sadness of losing someone resonates with all, it’s just a feeling that arises."
Tang Ming smiled bitterly, then raised his head: "To prevent our relatives and friends from having to mourn us, we must work harder on our cultivation and stay low-profile. This journey through Jianghu truly opened my eyes."
"Exactly! Although Master is knowledgeable, hearing about something and experiencing it firsthand are completely different."
Sun Zhuangjia nodded repeatedly.
"Not too bad."
Meng Xianjun thought for a moment; although many things were beyond his understanding, as a disciple of the Meng Family in the martial arts world, he wasn’t surprised by much.
"Let’s not talk about these depressing matters. Shall we start discussing what plans we have next?"
Sun Zhuangjia took a deep breath, looking at Tang Ming with interest.
"Of course, the original intention remains unchanged, preparing to establish a sect!"
Tang Ming suddenly became interested, glancing around: "I think the sect location of the Medical Immortal Workshop is pretty good. Most people have left, so this will be our territory."
"It’s easy to say that, but there’s only the four of us. Yingzi and 13 are waiting at the Heavenly Medicine Sect, aren’t we going back?"
Sun Zhuangjia asked angrily.
"Occupying the Medical Immortal Workshop doesn’t mean we’re abandoning the Heavenly Medicine Sect! Why can’t we hold both territories at once?"
Tang Ming countered, excitedly saying: "I’ve decided to establish a sect with two locations. This side will be the main venue open to the public, while the Heavenly Medicine Sect will be the cultivation base for high-level sect members, as it’s sparsely populated and suitable for secluded cultivation."
"Your idea is quite bold. Many sects deploy sparsely, but no one has dispersed their sect so far apart."
Meng Xianjun looked at Tang Ming in amazement: "Even for us, it took over two hours to traverse mountains from the Heavenly Medicine Sect to here. For ordinary people, it might take one to two days!"
"What’s the problem? I’ve already figured out that once the sect is established, my master and others will cultivate at the Heavenly Medicine Sect and designate talented disciples for cultivation, while others will stay here to manage the sect."
Tang Ming explained seriously: "If this side faces an attack, the experts from the Heavenly Medicine Sect can rush over to assist without much delay, since they’re not ordinary people."
"The issue is if the Heavenly Medicine Sect is attacked, going from here to assist isn’t convenient."
Sun Zhuangjia frowned worriedly.
"Is your brain just for show? If my master and others are attacked there and can’t handle the enemy, would we be useful in going over?"
Tang Ming glared at Sun Zhuangjia in annoyance.
"You’ve got a point."
Sun Zhuangjia nodded repeatedly.
"Hey, you two talk so animatedly, but have you considered manpower?"
Meng Xianjun looked helplessly at Sun Zhuangjia and Tang Ming: "Any sect’s growth and expansion require disciples’ support. Without people, you’d be just commanders without any troops."
Hearing this, both Sun Zhuangjia and Tang Ming stared at Meng Xianjun strangely.
"What are you looking at?"
Feeling somewhat intimidated by their gaze, Meng Xianjun asked.
"Did you underestimate me? Do you really think I, Tang Ming, am going to take on the world alone?"
Tang Ming pouted in discontent, boasting: "Just one call from me, and I can summon thousands by tomorrow, do you believe it?"
"Pfft, are you talking about the Dark Group?"
Meng Xianjun expressed disbelief.
"Can’t be bothered to argue with you, I’m notifying my forces to gather here right now."
Tang Ming curled his lip, took out a confiscated satellite phone, and began calling for reinforcements.
What a joke!
Under Tang Ming’s command, the Poison Sect, Flowing Cloud Sect, Heavenly Cloud Palace three major martial arts powers, along with Songlan City’s Chen Family, Liu Family, and other urban forces, plus top experts like the old madman and Tang Cha holding fort, he has both wealth and manpower. If he doesn’t establish a sect in Jianghu, he’d be ignoring his potential.
After Tang Ming dialed several calls, Hua Yingjie emerged from the main hall with Little Tiger and Xiao Baicai, grinning like a fool.
"Old Four, you inhaled laughing gas? What’s with the silly grin?"
Sun Zhuangjia curiously asked Hua Yingjie.
"Hehe, now that we’ve seized the Medical Immortal Workshop, there are plenty of treasures here. We’re rich!"
Hua Yingjie sat down on the steps, holding two ancient books with both hands: "Look at what I found."
"Isn’t this the ancient medical skill you mentioned?"
Tang Ming became interested, and both Sun Zhuangjia and Meng Xianjun crowded around.
"Yes! This is the ancient medical skill that was split in two back then."
Hua Yingjie raised the ancient book in his left hand: "This half is the book the Medical Immortal Workshop took away back then, while the other book was forged by us at the Heavenly Medicine Sect."
"Forged?"
"I told you before, Nangong Tianyue once visited the Heavenly Medicine Sect to borrow ancient books. Unexpectedly, that bastard memorized them all and replicated a book. Unfortunately, the original ancient medical skill he saw had been altered beyond recognition by our predecessors at the Heavenly Medicine Sect, so his copy is fake."
Hua Yingjie tossed the book in his right hand aside: "Their half is the genuine one."
"Where is the real one from your Heavenly Medicine Sect?"
The three asked simultaneously.
"Long gone! With the downfall of the Heavenly Medicine Sect, it was constantly at risk of invasion and theft. Naturally, we wouldn’t wait for someone to come and slaughter us, so my predecessors had already burned the real book, but its content was recorded in a special way."
Hua Yingjie proudly patted his chest: "It’s recorded on my chest, and requires special chemicals to make it visible. I’ve already memorized everything, and by researching this other half, my medical skills will surely progress rapidly."
