Heretic Doctor Zihou 24 Untitled

"Say it!" Chu Yixuan coldly said while shaking his sleeves.

"Today, Miss Wei Zihou from the Martyr General's estate gave the missy from the Prime Minister's estate a beating and even gave the master from the Flying Cavalry General's estate a kick to his private parts." He stopped and felt a s.h.i.+ver go down his spine. How cruel could a woman be to kick a man in his most sensitive parts?

"What did you say?" Chu Yixuan's expression changed and he began to doubt whether he had a problem with his hearing. How could he have heard such laughable news?

"Are you sure that it's Wei Zihou and not someone else?" Chu Yixuan showed a face full of doubt and did not believe it at all.

In his memory, Wei Zihou was an ugly and dumb good-for-nothing. After so many years of being fooled around by Zhen Kexin and her friends, she had barely retaliated at all. How would she dare to hit Zhen Kexin and even kick Feng Yong? Even if she dared to, did she have the ability to?

"Other than these, what else is there?"

"Based on the rumors, Wei Zihou is not only absolutely gorgeous but extremely skillful. She managed to get Missy down on the floor in just one blow." The subordinate broke out in cold sweat again, as he was already unable to explain Wei Zihou's tenacity.

Not only did she manage to kick Master Feng Yong's parts, but she had also managed to bring down the talented Missy from the Prime Minister's Estate in just one blow. He was impressed indeed!

Gorgeous and skillful…

As the words left the tip of his tongue, Chu Yixuan's expression changed. He didn't know why, but he thought back to the lady he met that day.

His expression changed, and he began to form some speculations of his own!

It was nightfall, dark like the water, with the stars s.h.i.+ning brightly.

When Zihou went back to the estate, it was already late. When she walked towards the main hall, she saw that Wei Guoting was sitting on the grand seat and did not look too happy.

"I'm back!" Zihou shouted and smiled brightly.

"Hm, you finally know to be back?" Wei Guoting spoke coldly and looked unhappy. "You disappear every single day. Who else other than you would be wandering around outside every day?"

Zihou simply laughed and touched her nose, finding an excuse with a pleading tone. "Am I not doing this for my brother?"

"You had to beat the Prime Minister's estate Missy and kick the young master from the Flying Cavalry General's estate to treat your brother's leg?" Wei Guoting said all of these angrily.

Which family produced such a girl that did such things that made people angry?

"Er…" Zihou blinked and was stunned. She did not know how grandpa got his news so fast. All of a sudden, she had no idea what to say at all.

"You're way too rash with your actions. What if Feng Yuanzheng and Zhen Bo were around? Next time, before you do anything, let grandpa know so that I can back you up!" Grandpa used a strict tone that others could not say much else to dispute. This felt like something a kid would say to his friends. If someone were to bully you, grandpa would bully them back for you.

Zihou was stunned. Did these words really come from her strict grandpa?

Even Wei s.h.i.+rong, his wife and Wei Ziyu sitting at the side could not help but frown.

Grandpa was already at such an age, why did he have to be so childish?

"Don't worry, Grandpa. Next time that I do anything, I will be sure to pull you along." Zihou laughed. Although she felt speechless, she still had to make clear her stand such that grandpa would let her go!

Wei Guoting was clearly satisfied with what she said and his expression lightened. His mood was clearly better.

"Grandpa, I have something for you." Zihou thought of something and walked over to Wei Guoting, secretly whispering something to him.

"What do you have to be so secretive about?" Looking at Zihou's mysterious expression, Wei Guoting could not help but be curious.

Zihou pulled a porcelain bottle out of her sleeves, her playful eyes sparkling. "Grandpa, do you know of Moxuan Gra.s.s?"

Moxuan Gra.s.s?

Wei Guoting's gaze s.h.i.+fted as if he thought of something familiar. He reached out to the porcelain bottle Zihou was holding, surprised. "Don't tell me…"

"That's right, Moxuan Gra.s.s is right within this bottle." Zihou nodded.

"Hou-er, the Moxuan Gra.s.s you're talking about is the one that can allow anyone to reach the highest levels in spite of the obstacles?" Wei s.h.i.+rong stood up, evidently excited.

Just a bit of that Moxuan Gra.s.s could create a strong warrior!

In the entire country of Western Chu, the purple aura fighters were well respected, and while there were not that many of them, there was quite a substantial number. However, to reach the highest levels would be extremely rare. In the entire country, many fighters were stuck at the purple level. A black aura fighter could decide the fate of an entire family!

And this Moxuan Gra.s.s meant the birth of a black aura fighter, and also a s.h.i.+ft in powers. In fact, it could even mean a change in the entire country's climate!

How did the Prime Minister's estate get to where it was today? The main reason was that they had black aura fighters within their estate. If the Martyr General's estate could produce a black aura fighter, they would never have to worry about being suppressed ever again.

"Father, this Moxuan Gra.s.s is nothing normal. I believe that if Grandpa were to absorb some of its properties and soul, then you would probably rise to the black aura fighter level, and even rise two levels!" This was extremely rare and was likely to have been hidden in that stone for many years. Such a gem was unlike medicine and more like alcohol, where the longer it was kept for, the better.

"Then, Grandpa will accept it." He reached out to take Zihou's bottle, not even bothering to reject it. Power was something that all of them sought. He had been stuck at the peak of the purple aura for many years, and he was clearly excited to be given a chance to break his limits.

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Flying Cavalry General's estate.

"Old man, you must help Yong-er!"

The Madam was pale with a head full of messy hair, crying beside a bed with both of her eyes swollen. Lying on the bed was Feng Yong, who was terribly kicked by Zihou the day before.

Yesterday, after Feng Yong was sent back to the estate, the entire estate exploded. Feng Yuanzheng was determined to invest whatever he had to protect his only son.

Of course, his wishes were not granted, and after an entire night of discussion with famous doctors, they failed to come up with a cure. If this was what they normally faced, then they would have other options. However, they were left helpless now, as regardless of angle, speed, or strength, it was all carefully calculated. It was. .h.i.t straight on and was not even an inch off the mark.

They all expressed their regret. "We can't do anything about this!"

Also, whether or not the lascivious Feng Yong could continue being a man was no longer a question that could be answered.

"Father, Wei Zihou must die. Let's go find the Wei Family right now!" Feng Meier had a murderous expression on her face. Yet, she could not understand how a good-for-nothing like Wei Zihou could hurt her brother to this extent.

"Master, Wei Zihou clearly wanted the Feng Family to not have any descendants!" The angry lady was Feng Yong's mother.

Feng Yuanzheng originally had a pale expression on his face, but upon hearing what she said, he boiled. His gaze turned to Feng Yong, and then to the window, his fists clenched tightly.

His expression darkened. He was clearly ready to fight.

"Wei Zihou!" His voice was chilling and carried a strong murderous intent that sent s.h.i.+vers down one's spine.