Drifting Clouds Fly

Ye Wutian had inherited his master's prowess in flirting and his unparalleled medical skills. With his abilities and an unbreakable level of thick-skinned brazenness, he thrived in the big city... But none of that was important, for the most crucial aspect was the awakening of the terrifying memories from before he was eight years old...

Urban Supreme Divine Doctor

Du Ku raised his hand and withdrew the Golden Bell.


"My gratitude to the Divine Monk for your timely rescue," Ye Wutian said appreciatively.


"Amitabha, Clan Leader Ye, the time has come for you to go to the place you must," Du Ku said as he handed over a silk pouch to Ye Wutian.


Ye Wutian took the silk pouch, opened it to look inside, and found a simple map with several circles marked on it. He quickly understood Du Ku's intention.


"Thank you for your guidance, Divine Monk."


"Good and evil are but a thought away, Buddha and demon are born from the heart. A thought of Buddha, a thought of demon, Amitabha..." Du Ku's voice gradually faded away.


After Du Ku had left, Yang Zhengjiang and the others immediately gathered around.


"Shuhao, how do you feel?" Yang Zhengjiang asked, concerned.


"Dad, I'm fine, a little rest should see me recovered," Ye Wutian said, sounding a bit weak.


"Shuhao, what exactly happened to your sister?" Shen Qiuhong asked worriedly.


Chapter 333: Qilin