The Desperate Widower's New Love, the White Moonlight

There's earth-shattering news in the cultivation world recently: Jiang Yu's widely praised Dao Companion, Shen Jiuxu, is dead.

As a renowned and handsome widower, Jiang Yu was known t...

Chapter 80 Rumors Spread: Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu are homosexuals.

Chapter 80 Rumors Spread: Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu are homosexuals.

Is this really true?

A group of younger men started jeering. They had disliked this man for a long time; he was arrogant and overconfident, but because of the ceremonial plaque given to him by his master, they couldn't say anything. They figured this time they could curb his arrogance, so they all swarmed around him.

“Truly! I, Wang Liangxing, will not change my name or surname. If I say I can afford to give gifts, then I definitely mean it.”

He straightened his back, staring straight ahead, his dark brown robes fluttering in the wind. The group was taken aback by his posture, unsure whether to believe what Shen Wuke's disciple had just told them.

Just as they were at a stalemate, a series of footsteps suddenly came from afar, hurried and chaotic, sounding like a group of people, not just one person.

"Madam Zhou, you're back so soon!"

"Oh my goodness, he really did cure it! This young master Jiang is amazing. I've never seen anyone so skilled in my life. He's like a celestial being descended to earth!" An old woman dressed in red and green laughed even more heartily than Zhou Qingnu, her mouth practically stretching to the corners of her eyes.

"Auntie, I'm all better now, everything's fine, and it doesn't hurt anymore."

The boy smiled and said, a hint of respect flashing in his two dark, round eyes. Zhou Qingnu had just told him that it was all because the immortal lord Shen Wuke had saved him, which was why he was able to appear safely in front of his mother. He would definitely repay Young Master Jiang in the future.

He will definitely do it.

"Oh, our little Ying is so good, so nice. How about we let my older brother take you to school in a while, so you two can keep each other company?"

"OK."

The boy skipped and jumped beside Zhou Qingnu. The woman's eyes were slightly red, revealing a hint of heartache, but also the joy and relief of regaining what she had lost. She gently stroked the child's hair, and her heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, finally settled down at this moment.

"They really brought him back to life? He actually survived!"

A man with excellent eyesight was standing around Wang Liang. Before the man even came over, he spotted him. "Xiao Ying is really here, right next to Madam Zhou. He looks no different than before."

"If it's true, that's great! Doctor Wang, I think you can just wait to hand over that ceremonial crown!"

Wang Liang suddenly stood up. Just then, several people slowly approached. Their eyes met, and he saw the boy's eyes, which seemed to be filled with Jiang Yu's mockery of him.

That's like throwing an egg against a rock; they're incredibly arrogant and ignorant.

The words he had just spoken now seemed to bounce back, piercing his own body. Wang Liang was filled with extreme jealousy. He saved people with his genuine skills, having studied under his master for decades. He was adept at pulse diagnosis, acupuncture, and medicine preparation.

But what did Jiang Yu rely on?

It's just his spiritual power; he doesn't know how to save people at all. Wang Liang's eyes were dark as he stared intently at the boy's delicate neck. Who knew what insidious method he had used? He was the only one who truly understood what it meant to save people. What gave him the right?

"Hey, Lao Wang, don't go back on your word." A middle-aged man who usually didn't get along with him couldn't help but tease Wang Liang when he saw Wang Liang's livid face. "The younger generation is always pushing the older generation aside. Sometimes when you get old, you can't just ignore the younger generation."

"That's right. Who was it that said 'I don't change my name' just now? You saw it with your own eyes. Xiao Ying is even more lively and healthy than before! This Young Master Jiang is truly amazing. Doctor Wang, I think you should also keep up with the times. Why don't you go and learn from Shen Wuke and become Young Master Jiang's apprentice? Then he can pass on his skills to you."

"I think it's a good idea, hahahahaha."

Wang Liang clenched his fingers. The voices lingered in his ears, one after another. Most of them were not malicious, just jokes among neighbors, but he was still extremely annoyed.

When Jiang Yu came over that day, he took a look from afar and thought he was just a greenhorn. He could save one person with spiritual power, but could he save an entire city with spiritual power?

It was barely passable.

He wanted to see what this young master Jiang, who had stolen his thunder, would do if that day really came.

“Everyone is right. When I have time, I will personally go to Shen Wuke and ask Young Master Jiang for some advice. I want him to teach this old man a few tricks so that my medical skills won’t be accepted by you.”

Wang Liang laughed and took a few steps forward until he reached the boy. Zhou Qingnu, who was somewhat familiar with him, took the initiative to smooth things over, saying, "Doctor Wang, our camp's health will still depend on you in the future. If it weren't for the prescription you gave us back then, we wouldn't be safe and sound now."

"This child is clever and quick-witted, everyone likes him. I'm waiting for him to grow up well and become my apprentice at the pharmacy."

"No way! I want to go to Shen Wuke and become Young Master Jiang's disciple. I want to practice swordsmanship, to practice long and heavy swords!" Zhou Ying shouted loudly, pouting, "Young Master Jiang is the most powerful. When I grow up, I want to be like Young Master Jiang."

"Xiaoying—"

Zhou Qingnu gently scolded her, and the other girl turned her head away with a wronged look on her face. "Mother, you just said the same thing. You said that Young Master Jiang saved me and that I should repay him properly."

“Dr. Wang, the child is young and doesn’t understand. I will definitely discipline him properly when I get back. You and Young Master Jiang both saved his life. No matter whose kindness it was, my son and I can never repay it.”

Zhou Qingnu sighed inwardly. How could she not be familiar with Wang Liang's character after staying at Qingyun Ladder for so long?

His medical skills were quite good, but his character was far from outstanding. The folk remedy wasn't actually given to him by Wang Liang, but by his wife, the Zheng family girl from years ago.

The Zheng family had been doctors for generations and were renowned far and wide. However, in this generation, Madam Zheng only had this one daughter, whom she cherished dearly from a young age. She raised her with great difficulty. Later, Master Zheng's apprentice fell in love with the girl at first sight and tried every means to marry her. In the end, he became a son-in-law who moved into the family home, and the two finally got together.

This person is Wang Liang.

A few years later, Zheng's parents and daughter passed away one after another due to illness, leaving only Wang Liang in the huge mansion. He then rightfully took over the Zheng family's business.

This plaque was given to Wang Liang by his grandmaster when Master Zheng was still alive, but it got weirder and weirder as it was passed down. No one knows where it went wrong, but it became known that the grandmaster specially wrote it for Wang Liang because of his superb medical skills.

But since the Zheng family members are all gone, there's no point in talking about it anymore. Over time, people gradually forgot about it, and fewer and fewer people knew about it.

When Zhou Qingnu was young, she often played with the Zheng family girl and they were very close friends. Later, when Xiaoying fell ill, it was she who ran around looking for a remedy. No matter how you look at it, Zhou Qingnu would never forget her.

"Madam Zhou, you're too kind. As long as Xiaoying can grow up safely, nothing else matters."

Wang Liang smiled and then left.

The Deep Without Guest Soars to the Palace.

Jiang Yu sat on the chaise lounge by the window. Having resolved the matter of the child, he felt completely relaxed. Paper Crane was brewing tea beside him, and once the tea was clear and the temperature was just right, she poured a cup and handed it to Jiang Yu.

When Lian Quesheng walked in, he looked completely relaxed. He exchanged a glance with Jiang Yu, and finally gave in, saying sourly, "How come your paper cranes are so obedient? How do you raise them? Teach me."

"Maybe it's because the owner is too good-looking!"

Jiang Yu laughed as he spoke, leaning against the paper crane. His long black hair fluttered among the paper crane's snow-white feathers, making his red lips and white teeth stand out even more. His beauty and pride blended together, truly living up to the saying outside, "Young Master Jiang's appearance is truly unparalleled in the world; even the wind would stop to admire him."

"You're really... becoming more and more immodest."

"Tomorrow is Shen Jiuxu's succession ceremony. You... shouldn't you keep a low profile? Although many people know about your relationship now, whether it can be accepted by the world is still a question."

Lian Quesheng deliberately chose a time when Shen Jiuxu was not around. He might have a chance of winning if he faced either Jiang Yu or Shen Jiuxu alone, but if he faced both, he would probably be completely defeated.

"I'm afraid this matter will blow up and damage your reputations." Actually, Lian Quesheng wasn't a cautious person, but his master came today and specifically called him over to give him a talk.

“Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu are not children anymore. How could they be so willful? The reputation of being gay has spread. Even if they don’t care, what will others think? Several sect leaders have come to me these past few days to tell them to keep a low profile. After all, the principles of yin and yang cannot be violated!”

Lian Quesheng wanted to say something, but seeing his master's earnest face, he realized that Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu were his confidants. Jiang Yu didn't have a master, and Shen Jiuxu's master had already passed away. Among these people, only he himself had a master to guide him.

He was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Okay, I'll talk to them, but I don't know if they'll listen."

"I understand what Sect Leader Chu means, but I cannot comply."

Lian Quesheng knew this would happen; if Jiang Yu could change, then he wouldn't be Jiang Yu.

“So what if they’re gay? They didn’t eat their food or drink their water,” Jiang Yu said unhappily. “Besides, does that mean those who have multiple wives and concubines are somehow honorable?”

"Everyone in this world knows that Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu are homosexuals."

Jiang Yu shifted his posture, lightly touching the teacup on the table that belonged to Shen Jiuxu. "Is my reputation good? Don't they always say that I'm arrogant and look down on people?"

"Adding a homosexual element to it wouldn't be a problem."

Lian Quesheng knew he couldn't go against him, and a worried look appeared on his face. He wasn't usually a sentimental person, but who knew that he would become so fussy and worrying all the time when he met them.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu didn't appreciate it.

"There will always be people gossiping, and it bothers me, okay?" Lian Quesheng was resigned to his fate. If Jiang Yu said anything more, he would stop trying to persuade her and never try again.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment by his words. His face was serious and earnest. He got off the couch and began to rummage through the chests and cabinets. Finally, he took out something from a corner and threw it to Lian Quesheng.

"If you put cotton balls in your ears, you won't be able to hear anything."

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Author's Note: Jiang Yu: I'm really just an ordinary genius! (Smugly [Sunglasses])

Lian Quesheng: You're clearly deceiving yourself, burying your head in the sand! [Angry]

Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu: How did he suddenly become so cultured?