Chapter 153: Yiming Clinic

Chapter 153: Chapter 153: Yiming Clinic

Stepping through the Purple Light Group Teleportation Gate, the scene before them shifted. Ye Xing, the Little Purple Eagle, and the Gale Leopard appeared inside the old well at his ancestral home on Earth.

"Gale Leopard, you can just stay in the well and cultivate. I’ll give you two bottles of Upper-grade Qi Condensing Pills!" Ye Xing instructed.

Given that a large, ferocious Demon Beast like the Gale Leopard couldn’t be seen in public, Ye Xing had no choice but to leave it to cultivate in the old well of his ancestral home. If anyone caught sight of it, there would undoubtedly be a whole heap of trouble.

But the Little Purple Eagle and little Erhei were different. If little Erhei kept its aura concealed, it looked just like an ordinary little black dog. At most, its fur was a bit shinier than a typical puppy’s, making it look all the more adorable and goofy. The Little Purple Eagle looked like a small, purple-feathered bird. Although it was very beautiful and seemed intelligent, people generally wouldn’t think much of it. If they did give it a second thought, it would probably be to wish they could catch it.

The Gale Leopard nodded, swallowed a Qi Condensing Pill, and began cultivating its Demon Power in the well to increase its strength.

Ye Xing leaped out of the well, exited the iron hut, and locked the door behind him.

"CHIRP!" "CHIRP!"

As soon as they were out of the iron hut, the Little Purple Eagle flew high into the sky, circling and chirping happily. It was a mischievous, restless little bird. ’I really should build a cage and lock it up,’ Ye Xing thought. ’Life would be so much simpler.’ But every time he steeled himself to do it, the little guy would put on such a pitiful expression—a look so cute it was practically lethal. Ye Xing felt that if he actually caged it, he’d be overwhelmed with guilt. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, so he always ended up reluctantly dropping the idea.

He took his phone from his pocket and unlocked the screen, revealing twenty or thirty unread text messages. There was a message from Wu Qiang saying the Changsheng Martial Arts Hall was growing rapidly and the Longevity Fist’s reputation was beginning to spread. His cousin Cheng Xiaohai, Zhu Dazhuang, Chen Feng, and even his parents had sent texts as well. Ye Xing had told them before that he was often away ’on business trips,’ so if they couldn’t reach him by phone, leaving a text was the next best thing.

Ye Xing scrolled to the bottom of his messages and saw one from Director Zhang Yilin. It said that filming for the movie was complete.

Ye Xing immediately tapped his phone screen and dialed Director Zhang Yilin’s number.

"Hello! Ye Xing! Man, Big Boss Ye, you’re a hard man to reach. I’ve tried calling you a bunch of times, but it never went through!"

"Sorry about that. I was away on business in a pretty remote place with bad reception. By the way, Director Zhang, you said the movie is done filming, right?"

"Yup, filming’s done. The whole crew is going out for a celebration lunch today. Are you free? You should come."

"Er, I’m not really part of the crew. Can I skip the meal? I can just pick up Erhei and go."

"Nice try. This is the second time I’m inviting you. If you won’t do me the honor, I’ll hide Erhei from you. That little guy is incredibly popular, you know. If you can’t even be bothered to show up for one meal, I’m not letting you take little Erhei back so easily," Director Zhang Yilin said, his tone halfway between a joke and a threat.

Ye Xing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "Alright, fine. Just text me the time and place."

After chatting with Director Zhang Yilin for a bit longer, he hung up. Then he got in his Porsche and sped off toward Fu City.

It was about nine o’clock. At the speed Ye Xing drove, he would definitely make it to Fu City before ten-thirty.

On the highway, the Porsche flew along, weaving past car after car. In a little under an hour, he arrived in Fu City.

He got off the highway and entered Xindian New Village in Fu City.

’It’s only ten-twenty, so I’ve still got plenty of time. I’ll go see Old Fourth first!’ A thought struck Ye Xing, and he drove the Porsche into the village.

Old Fourth Zheng Yiming’s clinic was right here in Xindian New Village. Ye Xing had been there once before, so he naturally knew the way.

Yiming Clinic. When Ye Xing arrived, he didn’t see any sign of Zheng Yiming.

The clinic was filled with patients, and a staff member was portioning out medicine for one of them. This staff member’s name was Lin Liqin; she was the assistant Old Fourth Zheng Yiming had hired.

"Little Lin, where’s the doc?" Ye Xing asked.