Medical and Martial God-Chapter 193: The Tragic State of Ming Yue

"Qing Luan, are you kidding me?" Sasaki bellowed. "We came to Jin Ye City for the War God assessment and the War God Ranking battle, not to spend money on some exam."

"This is Huang Quan’s order. There’s nothing I can do about it," Qing Luan said with a shrug. "You’re all free to refuse the order. If Huang Quan punishes you, it has nothing to do with me."

As she spoke, Qing Luan felt incredibly delighted. She had never been so firm when facing foreign War Gods. It was an exhilarating feeling.

"Hmph. Huang Quan has already sealed his blade and retired. We’re not afraid of him anymore," Sasaki said coldly.

"That’s right. Huang Quan may have retired and stopped killing people, but he never said he wouldn’t beat them up," Qing Luan said with a threatening smile.

Sasaki and the others immediately deflated. That’s right! Before Huang Quan retired, he never said he wouldn’t beat people up! Oh, God. They didn’t dare even imagine how viciously he could fight.

"Fine, we accept Huang Quan’s order!" Yagyu Uemon conceded.

Qing Luan smiled. "That’ll be 138 test papers, for a total of 1,380,000 Xuanse Currency. Will you be paying with cash, card, or QR code?"

PUH!

Yagyu Uemon and the others nearly spat blood. Damn it, these Xuanse test papers are way too expensive!

"Not long ago, Yamamoto and six Great Grandmasters were sniped by Gun God Smith. Kuroki Suzu has also betrayed the Tiansha Association, so we only have 130 people. Therefore, I can only give you 1,300,000," Yagyu Uemon explained.

"What? Gun God Smith is in Jin Ye City?" Qing Luan exclaimed in shock.

"That’s right," Yagyu Uemon nodded.

Qing Luan furrowed her brow. Tens of thousands of Martial Artists gathering in Jin Ye City was already giving me a headache, and now Gun God Smith has arrived too. Thankfully, Huang Quan is here to keep things in order. Otherwise, the city would have descended into chaos.

"1,300,000 it is, then," she said. "Cash, card, or QR code?"

"QR code," Yagyu Uemon replied.

Qing Luan took out her QR code. Once Yagyu Uemon completed the payment, she went back to distributing test papers to the other Martial Artists.

Meanwhile, Yagyu Uemon and the others stood there, completely stunned and on the verge of collapse. Mutou Bingyuan had us move the War God assessment here to mess with the Xuanse. But before we could even start, we got messed with by Huang Quan! Homework? Good heavens! We’re grown men, decades removed from the classroom, and now we have to do homework?

"Damn it, this is a Xuanse language test!" Sasaki cursed after looking at the paper.

"How are we supposed to pass this?" Yagyu Uemon despaired.

At that moment, it wasn’t just Yagyu Uemon and his group who were falling apart; tens of thousands of foreign Martial Artists were having a collective breakdown. Reorganizing the War God Ranking is supposed to be a solemn and grand event, destined to be recorded in the annals of history! How did the atmosphere suddenly go so off track? Where did Huang Quan get this brain-dead idea of making tens of thousands of Martial Artists take a test? What, is he just bored after retiring? Has nothing better to do than mess with people? Or did his income dry up after sealing his blade, so he’s decided to cash in on the War God Ranking reorganization? If you’re short on money, just say so! Who would dare refuse if you just asked? But to mess with people like this... it’s just too much!

But complaints were just complaints. No one dared to disobey Huang Quan’s command.

Fine! We’ll do the test!

And so, when the tens of thousands of Martial Artists began their tests, they broke down all over again. This was especially true for those who didn’t understand the Xuanse language; they nearly went insane on the spot.

We can’t recognize a single word! How the hell are we supposed to answer these questions? And if we score a zero... heh, how much was that fine again?

Thus, the Martial Artists began to pay "friendly" visits to one another.

"Are you done with your test? Let me copy..."

"This multiple-choice question only has A, B, and C as options. What do you mean you chose D?"

The influx of tens of thousands of foreign Martial Artists had originally sent the city’s Official Family into a panic, terrified that so many powerful individuals would cause trouble in Jin Ye City. But Ye Xiu had solved the entire problem with a single test paper. When the Official Family learned of this, they were collectively dumbfounded. As expected of Huang Quan. His way of solving problems is completely different from a normal person’s!

"Bastard!" Mutou Bingyuan, who was wandering the streets alone, cursed aloud after receiving a text from Yagyu Uemon. "Damn that Huang Quan! Doesn’t he have anything better to do than jump in and ruin my plans?"

I ordered the Nine Serpent Heads to move the War God assessment to Jin Ye City for two reasons. First, to have tens of thousands of Martial Artists stir up trouble and mess with the Xuanse. But with a single test paper, Huang Quan has left them with no time or courage to cause any problems. My second goal was to get as many Martial Artists injured as possible. They would then seek treatment from Ye Xiu, keeping him so busy he wouldn’t have time to dwell on Kuroki Suzu being an undercover agent. Incidentally, if a conflict arose between Ye Xiu and the injured, Kuroki Suzu could protect him, thus earning his complete trust. But when Yagyu Uemon sent the injured members of the Tiansha Association to Shenghe Hospital and specifically requested Ye Xiu’s treatment, the Ghost Doctor told him that Ye Xiu is only teaching students now and no longer treating patients.

"Well played, Ye Xiu. You made a fool of me at the train station the moment I arrived. Then you snatched away Murong, ruining my plan to control the Mu Family. And now, you’re ruining my plans yet again."

"I, Mutou Bingyuan, have always prided myself on my flawless strategies. I’ve never suffered such a great loss, let alone a series of them."

"Just you wait. I’m going to enjoy destroying you."

Before coming to Jin Ye City, Mutou Bingyuan merely thought Ye Xiu shouldn’t be underestimated, but deep down, he didn’t take him seriously. But now, he was serious. Ye Xiu is a worthy opponent.

"Hm?"

At that moment, Mutou Bingyuan suddenly spotted a disheveled female beggar up ahead. His eyes lit up. Finally! I’ve found her!

He walked over, squatted in front of her, and pushed aside her dirty, tangled hair, feigning surprise. "Ming Yue?"

Indeed, this female beggar was Ming Yue. Mutou Bingyuan had been wandering the streets for the sole purpose of finding her.

"Luo Kun?" Ming Yue was stunned to see him. They had been university classmates, so of course she recognized him.

Seeing a former classmate in such a state didn’t cause Ming Yue the slightest embarrassment. She was already numb to everything.

"It really is you," Mutou Bingyuan said, feigning a look of pity. "I heard that the Ming Family was one of the masterminds who framed Ye Xiu years ago and that he’s now making you all suffer terribly. I just never expected it would be this bad."

"If you want to mock me, go ahead. I’m used to it," Ming Yue said, her face devoid of expression.

"We were classmates. How could I mock you?" Mutou Bingyuan said, helping Ming Yue to her feet. "Come on, I’ll take you to get cleaned up first, and then we’ll get something to eat."

"Okay," Ming Yue agreed. She didn’t refuse, nor did she have the luxury to ponder Luo Kun’s true intentions. She was simply too hungry. Over the last two days, the only thing she’d found to eat was half a moldy piece of bread from a trash can.

Completely unfazed by her filth and stench, Mutou Bingyuan took the initiative to support the unsteady Ming Yue. "Let’s go," he said. "I see a hotel nearby. We’ll go there directly."

Ming Yue nodded and picked up the bowl from the ground. She had been kneeling there since morning but hadn’t collected a single cent.