Chapter 83

In the dungeon of Blackwood Cliff, a young man around eighteen or nineteen years old was chained, his breathing faint.

*Click.*

The cell door was opened.

"Wang Yue, are you really not going to submit to the Eastern Sect Leader? If you dare to say no today, it will be your end. As long as you agree to submit to the Eastern Sect Leader, I can immediately let you go. Boy, Ren Woxing has already gone mad and been killed by the Eastern Sect Leader. Do you still want to follow Ren Woxing to your death?"

Wang Yue had regained consciousness two days ago. After regaining his awareness, he found that his mind contained some additional information. Soon, he realized his current identity: a small lackey under the command of Qu Yang, the Right Envoy of the Sun Moon Sect.

Wang Yue opened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man, asking, "Really, can I go out?"

The middle-aged man sneered, "As long as you submit to the Eastern Sect Leader, you can immediately go out. Boy, if it weren't for the Sect Leader's mercy, not allowing us to slaughter indiscriminately, you would have already died under my sword."

Wang Yue nodded and said, "Alright, from now on, I, Wang Yue, have no connection with Ren Woxing. I submit to the Eastern Sect Leader."

The middle-aged man was one of Tong Bai Xiong's people and was also a minor leader in the Sun Moon Sect. He said to the two people behind him, "Unlock this boy's chains and let him get out of here. He's just an eyesore."

"Yes, sir!"

The two people took out the key and unlocked the chains on Wang Yue's body.

...

Wang Yue left Blackwood Cliff. His home was in Xiaohewan Village, which was only about five miles away from Blackwood Cliff.

Xiaohewan Village was small, with only about thirty households and nearly two hundred people.

"Finally, I've left the dungeon of Blackwood Cliff."

Wang Yue was quite unlucky. He had just arrived at Blackwood Cliff when the Five Mountains Sword Sect joined forces to attack Blackwood Cliff and Eastern Invincible seized power.

Eastern Invincible had eliminated many of Ren Woxing's people, but Wang Yue was just a minor figure, insignificant. Moreover, Eastern Invincible had already fully taken control and did not need to continue the slaughter, so he was allowed to live.

Returning to Xiaohewan Village, Wang Yue saw the ground covered with corpses, and flies were everywhere.

The villagers had all been killed!

"Who did this?" Wang Yue was shocked.

Wang Yue quickly rushed into his home and indeed saw his parents lying on the ground, having been dead for a long time. There was a large pool of blood on the ground that had already turned black.

"Xiao Mei, where is Xiao Mei?"

According to his memory, Wang Yue knew that he had a three-year-old sister at home.

Wang Yue searched the entire house and finally found his sister, Wang Qian, who had fainted from hunger in the rice bin.

"Xiao Mei."

Wang Yue picked up Wang Qian and placed her on the bed, then quickly made some millet porridge.

After the porridge was ready, Wang Yue massaged Wang Qian's philtrum. Wang Qian slowly opened her eyes, saw Wang Yue, and cried out, "Brother, brother, many bad people came to our house, they hit Dad and Mom..."

Wang Qian, tears streaming down her face, hugged Wang Yue and cried.

Wang Yue held Wang Qian and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Mei, don't be afraid. Your brother is here, your brother is here. Come, eat something, your brother has made some millet porridge for you."

Wang Yue wiped away Wang Qian's tears and began to feed her the porridge.

Wang Qian had been scared for the past two days. Now that she was full and her brother was by her side, she soon fell asleep again.

Wang Yue took a hoe and dragged all the bodies in the village to the end of the village, burying them and placing tombstones at each grave.

"Father, Mother, rest in peace. I will definitely find out who did this to the village. Don't worry, I will take good care of Xiao Mei. I will never let her suffer, and I will make her the happiest little princess."

...

The next day, Wang Yue took his little sister, Wang Qian, to the market. He needed to find a job because the food at home was almost gone, and eating millet porridge every day was not a good idea.

However, it was the Ming Dynasty, not the industrial era of the 21st century. Finding a job was not easy.

Wang Yue and Wang Qian wandered the streets and finally saw a medical clinic.

"Hmm, there's a medical clinic here. I wonder if they need a doctor?"

Wang Yue held Wang Qian's hand and said, "Xiao Mei, let's go in and see. If we can find a job, I'll take you to eat meat for lunch."

Hearing that she could eat meat, Wang Qian swallowed and said hopefully, "Brother, are you really going to take me to eat meat?"

Wang Yue patted her little head and said, "Of course, your brother would never lie to you."

Wang Qian smiled and nodded, "Okay."

...

"Sir, I wonder what's wrong with you?"

Wang Yue and Wang Qian entered the medical clinic, and an old man with a goatee looked at them and asked.

Wang Yue smiled, "Old sir, we are not sick. I know some medical skills. I wonder if your clinic needs a doctor?"

The old man with the goatee squinted his eyes and asked, "Oh? You mean you want to practice medicine in my clinic? I wonder which famous doctor you studied under?"

Wang Yue was too young, not even twenty years old, and the old man with the goatee did not believe he knew any medical skills.

Wang Yue put on a mysterious smile and said, "My teacher doesn't allow me to use his name to show off. Please forgive me, old sir."

The old man with the goatee, seeing Wang Yue's mysterious demeanor, was unsure if he was telling the truth.

"Is that so? You are a disciple of a great master?" The old man with the goatee smiled and said, "Alright, I have a few patients in my clinic. If you can cure them, I will allow you to practice medicine in my clinic. What do you think?"

There were a few patients in the clinic, and one of them was seriously ill. Even if the old man with the goatee treated them personally, he found it difficult.

Wang Yue nodded and smiled, "Alright!"

Wang Yue let Wang Qian sit on a bench and said softly, "Xiao Mei, your brother is going to treat these uncles and aunts. You stay here for a while. I'll take you to eat meat for lunch. Okay?"

Wang Qian nodded obediently, her voice clear, "Okay!"

After feeling their pulses and asking a few related questions, Wang Yue picked up the brush and paper on the table and began to write prescriptions.

Although these patients seemed to be seriously ill, they were not a problem for Wang Yue.

Wang Yue had read all the medical books of the Free and Easy Sect. His medical skills were not inferior to those of "Xue Mu Hua," who was known as the "Enemy of the King of Hell."

"Done. Old sir, just have someone prepare the medicine according to the prescription." Wang Yue finished the prescription and smiled at the old man with the goatee.

"What? Is it done? Don't you take human lives lightly?" The old man with the goatee said loudly, then eagerly picked up the prescription on the table.

The old man's expression changed from serious to excited, then to puzzled, and finally to enlightened. He laughed, "Good, very good. Young man, I didn't expect your medical skills to be so excellent. I am Hu Yu, you can just call me Old Hu. Now I completely believe in your medical skills. From today on, you will be the resident doctor in my clinic."

Wang Yue's medical skills were far superior to Hu Yu's.

Wang Yue was very confident in his medical skills. Even compared to the imperial physicians, he was not afraid.

"Thank you, Old Hu. By the way, could you advance me some wages? I have no money, and my sister is hungry." Wang Yue said somewhat embarrassedly.

Hu Yu was taken aback, then laughed, "Ha ha, you are quite a character. Alright, I will give you ten taels of silver. After you settle down, come to work tomorrow."

Wang Yue took the silver and said, "Thank you, Old Hu."

...

Wang Yue took Wang Qian to a restaurant and ordered a fat chicken, a plate of mutton, and two servings of vegetables.

"Come, Xiao Mei, eat more."

Wang Yue put two chicken legs in Wang Qian's bowl.

Wang Qian looked at Wang Yue, put one chicken leg in his bowl, and said brightly, "Brother, you eat too."

Wang Yue's eyes were a bit moist. His little sister was only three years old, yet she was so considerate: "Okay, okay, your brother will eat too."

After eating, Wang Yue bought two more servings of food to take home for dinner.

...

Returning to Xiaohewan Village, Wang Yue frowned, held Wang Qian, and said to the house, "Come out."

Although Wang Yue's martial arts were weak and his mental strength was lost, his hearing was still better than that of ordinary people.

When he returned to the village, he heard a faint breathing sound from the house.

*Click.* The door opened, and a young man with a long sword appeared.

"Zhao Zhong?" Wang Yue recognized the young man, "Why are you here?"

Zhao Zhong was also a member of the Sun Moon Sect, with a similar status to Wang Yue, and the two had a good relationship.

"I didn't see you go to Blackwood Cliff today, so I came to check on you," Zhao Zhong said with a smile.

Wang Yue said coldly, "I don't want to go to Blackwood Cliff anymore. I don't want to have anything to do with the Sun Moon Sect. I joined the Sun Moon Sect to live a good life, to make my family no longer live in fear and hunger. But now? I not only suffered imprisonment at Blackwood Cliff, but when I returned, I found that all the villagers had been killed. Zhao Zhong, whoever did this to my family, I will make sure they suffer worse than death!"

Wang Yue's eyes carried a faint killing intent, and Li Zhong immediately felt his body hair stand on end, a chill rising from his feet.

Wang Yue had killed tens of thousands of Liao soldiers. Even a hint of his killing intent was not something Zhao Zhong could withstand.

"Brother." Wang Qian buried her face in Wang Yue's chest, having been frightened by Wang Yue.

Wang Yue retracted his killing intent, patted her back, and smiled, "Xiao Mei, don't be afraid. Your brother is not angry with you."

"Wang Yue, joining the Sun Moon Sect is easy, but leaving is impossible. Leaving the sect is considered betrayal, and the sect will not let you go. You should think about it carefully," Zhao Zhong advised.

With Wang Yue's martial arts, leaving the sect would be suicide. The experts in the Sun Moon Sect could kill him in a moment.

Wang Yue shook his head, "I know what I'm doing. Don't worry about me." Zhao Zhong sighed, knowing that Wang Yue had a grudge against the Sun Moon Sect: "Rest for a few days. During these days, I will have a few brothers cover your position. I hope you understand that leaving the Sun Moon Sect is impossible."

After saying this, Li Zhong left Xiaohewan Village and headed for Blackwood Cliff.

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