Chapter 116 Training Wang Liang (Supporting Character Story, Buy with Caution) Jiang Yu, he really does fly...

Another two weeks have passed.

Not only did the common people of Qingyun Ladder not see Jiang Yu, but even Dianxing, who usually went to walk around the vicinity of Fuyou Palace several times, did not see him.

This is really strange. Sometimes when he says a few words there, Shen Jiuxu can hear him and, if he's in a good mood, he'll throw him a note in reply. But now it's different. The person inside is like he's hibernating, completely silent.

Dianxing heard the thunder that day, but he didn't hear anything else afterward and didn't know what happened to Young Master Jiang. No one gave him any definite news.

"Hey, I heard they're all saying Young Master Jiang failed his ascension?" The man selling sesame cakes covered his face with a fan as he spoke to the little beggar next to him. "I don't know if it's true or not, but no one has come for over a month."

"Didn't they say Young Master Jiang was injured? How can someone injured ascend to immortality? I think it's a bit doubtful." The beggar took out a copper coin and handed it to him. "Give me a pancake, I'm starving."

He took a big bite, then picked up the wine pot and drank a few more times. After the choking sensation disappeared, he continued, "Let me tell you, I came all the way from Starry Sky Palace. Anyway, that's what everyone there says, but I don't really believe it. If you ask me, if I hadn't been injured, I might have been able to ascend. But after being injured, can I really recover to my previous state?"

"A broken mirror can never be mended, and the same principle applies to people."

"Shh—" The man put a finger to his lips, signaling him to be quiet. "Did you hear the thunder the other day? It didn't sound like ordinary thunder and rain. Maybe it was real lightning that ascended to heaven?"

"So what if it's true? So what if it's false? I didn't see him fly into the sky. What if he really failed like others said? Isn't that possible?" The little beggar slumped on the ground, his legs dragging on the two steps. "He hasn't come out for so long, there must be something wrong. Who can stand being alone and stay in the yard for months?"

"Did the ascension really fail? I heard that someone came to the rescue during the last heavenly lightning strike, otherwise he would have died."

"Who is it? Who can be as powerful as Young Master Jiang?"

As Dianxing walked down the street, his ears were filled with all sorts of nonsense. He hadn't expected that in just a few days, the news about Young Master Jiang's failed ascension had spread far and wide.

But in reality, no one except the people inside the Fuyou Palace knew the truth. Dianxing was slow and was caught by Aunt Zhang and her group. After a month of being bombarded with their "demonic sounds," Dianxing was like a mouse seeing a cat whenever she saw them, only thinking about finding a hole to crawl into and escape.

"Pointing stars".

Unfortunately, before he could turn around, he was called back. He smiled awkwardly, "Aunt Zhang."

"Dianxing, have you heard the rumors circulating on the streets these past few days? Are they true or false? Whatever the case, you have to give us a definite answer. We've been worried because we haven't seen Young Master Jiang for days."

Her shout immediately attracted everyone on the street. Dianxing frowned; these were things that had no trace to begin with, and he dared not speak carelessly about them.

But with so many people around, no matter what he says, it will cause a series of controversies. If Young Master Jiang really fails to ascend, and the news gets out, then even the elders and others will definitely cause a stir.

But if they don't say anything, given their imagination and the speed at which rumors spread, it's estimated that in less than half a day, it will become "Young Master Jiang failed to ascend, and Shen Wuke's disciple kept silent because he felt ashamed."

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a voice.

"Everyone, if you're going to ask this junior disciple, why not ask me? Is what he says as reliable as what I say?" His voice was flippant and seemingly casual, but it gave Dianxing a deep sense of security.

"Young Master Lian!"

Dianxing's excited voice and trembling hands were exposed to Lian Quesheng, who raised an eyebrow at the unusually excited young disciple, "Long time no see, Dianxing."

“Young Master Lian, it’s Young Master Lian! Young Master Lian is Young Master Jiang’s good friend, so his words are definitely credible.” “Yes, yes, his words represent Young Master Jiang’s words. Moreover, Young Master Lian’s cultivation is profound, and he definitely knows more than we do.”

"Young Master Lian, what's going on with Young Master Jiang? Please tell us something about him. We're worried sick because we've been kept in the dark all day, running around like headless flies!"

Lian Quesheng jumped down from the eaves, bent down and took a fruit from the fruit stall, wiped it and put it in his mouth, and then tossed him a bag of silver coins. "You're right, Jiang Yu did indeed fail to ascend."

"What?"

"How could Young Master Jiang fail? Is it because he damaged too much of his cultivation while saving people?" someone guessed. Upon hearing this, Lian Quesheng snapped his fingers instantly. "Yes, this brother is right. It was because of saving people that his cultivation declined and his vital energy was greatly damaged, which is why he failed to ascend."

"They really did it to save us!"

"Oh dear, you old fool, it's all your fault! If it weren't for you, Young Master Jiang, how could you have ended up like this? You've trained for over ten years, and in the end, it's all for nothing. How can anyone bear this?"

Aunt Zhang slapped the man beside her. The old man had no way to express his suffering, but his wife's scolding was also reasonable. He had no way to defend himself and could only remain silent like a gourd, letting her beat and scold him.

“Dianxing, you’ve explained everything that needed to be explained. There’s nothing more for you to do here. You can go back now.” Lian Quesheng patted him on the shoulder. “You’ve worked hard these past few days.”

"Young Master Lian, I—"

Even though he had already guessed it, Dianxing still couldn't accept it when the truth came out of Lian Quesheng's mouth. He knew better than anyone else on the Qingyun Ladder how difficult cultivation was.

"If you don't want to go back, then come over and show me the way. That doctor, what's his name, Wang Liang, right? I've never been to his house before. Take me there to have a look."

Lian Quesheng laughed a few times, raising his voice considerably, "Does anyone know where Wang Liang lives? Anyone who can take me there will get a bag of silver."

"I...I...I know, Young Master Lian, I'll take you there right now." A boy in the crowd raised his right hand high. Lian Quesheng was attracted by his voice. He was rich and powerful, and threw another bag of silver directly at him.

"Let's go then."

Before Dianxing could react, Lian Quesheng and the group of people surrounding him had disappeared. He realized that Young Master Lian might be about to do something big, so he didn't care about returning to Shen Wuke. Not watching the excitement wasn't in his nature.

Young Master Jiang and Sect Master Shen are good-tempered and don't like to argue, but Dianxing is not that kind of person. He has long disliked Wang Liang, but as a disciple of Shen Wuke, he was afraid of causing trouble and others ruining their sect's reputation.

At that time, Sect Master Shen and Young Master Jiang will be implicated again, but Young Master Lian will be different. He is inherently a person who hates evil and is used to acting recklessly in this world. Even if he really causes trouble, others will just think it is perfectly normal.

Wang Liang was in the shop calculating, and it was he who spread the news of Jiang Yu's failed ascension. That person had promised him that as long as Jiang Yu suffered, that person would grant him everything he wanted.

Money, fame, fortune, and even destiny.

"Is Dr. Wang inside?"

Lian Quesheng stood at the door and asked a perfunctory question. Before anyone could answer, he had already stepped inside. Wang Liang was stunned for a moment, then squinted and carefully examined the man's features before remembering that he had seen this man before. He was Lian Quesheng, a close friend of Jiang Yu, who had enjoyed wealth and luxury since birth.

They're all just a bunch of arrogant, condescending good-for-nothings.

"I haven't been feeling well lately. Doctor Wang's reputation as a healer is known throughout the world. I've heard of him even from as far away as Xingchenque. I've come here today to ask Doctor Wang to take my pulse and see what's wrong with me."

Lian Quesheng was always very outgoing. Before Wang Liang could even agree, he had already sat down on the stool, taken out a silver ingot, and placed it heavily on the table. "This consultation fee should be enough, right? If not, Doctor Wang, please feel free to ask. As long as my illness is cured, the cost is no problem."

“My temple is too small to accommodate a great Buddha, and I do not receive disciples of the immortal sects. Young Master Lian, please leave.” Wang Liang knew why he had come, so he simply ignored Lian Quesheng’s words and headed into the inner room.

"Hey, Dr. Wang, your medical skills are superb. What if I insist on having you treat me?" A folding fan was placed in front of Wang Liang's chest. He could clearly feel the steaming killing intent emanating from there. Even though Lian Quesheng didn't use much strength, he couldn't break free.

"Lian Quesheng, what do you mean by this? Do you intend to force a good woman into prostitution?"

"That's a serious matter. I'm not like some heartless people. I invited Doctor Wang to treat me, I paid the money, he came, and I even gave him face. Doctor Wang still refuses to treat me? Does he look down on me?"

He slammed the fan down on the table, crossed his legs, and said, "Today, Doctor Wang has to treat me whether he wants to or not."

"You...you are simply unreasonable."

"So what if I'm unreasonable? Jiang Yu is such a good-natured person, yet you go around causing trouble for him. Well, today I'll show you what kind of person I am." Lian Quesheng sneered, and a sword appeared in his hand, causing Dianxing to involuntarily take a few steps back.

"So you really are here to cause trouble for him."

“Yes,” Lian Quesheng readily admitted. “Just because I’m not here for a month doesn’t mean you can bully him like this! A beast who rose to power and made his fortune by killing his wife, father-in-law, and mother-in-law, thinks he’s a miracle doctor just because others call you a doctor!”

"What? This whole family was killed by Wang Liang? I was wondering why Doctor Zheng's family was so healthy back then, but after the girl got married, they all died one after another within a few years. It turns out it was all this beast's doing."

Aunt Zhang shouted, "Even this crown was given to Doctor Zheng by the Hundred Yue Immortal back then. This Wang Liang is shameless. He married someone else's daughter, learned their medical skills, and even killed her."

"No wonder he can't cure any disease; he always steals from others. This guy probably only knows how to harm people, not how to save them."

Wang Liang's face turned ashen. He hadn't expected that the secret he had kept for so many years would be exposed by Lian Quesheng. "What evidence do you have? Who dares to say that you're not just making things up about me for Jiang Yu's sake?"

"Is that so? You're not qualified to fabricate stories about you. But since you insist on evidence, I'll grant your wish." Lian Quesheng clapped his hands. "Madam Zhou, you must have been waiting outside for a long time. Come in and sit down, and have a good look at the evidence that Doctor Wang wants."

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Author's Note: Lian Quesheng and I are the best of friends in the world. [Thumbs up]

Thank you for the nutritional solution, dear reader! [doge emoji with rose in hand]