The Divine Physician’s Overbearing Wife

‘This rascal, Jiu Ming, has actually built such a powerful force—Paramount? If I don’t stop him, his strength would grow stronger and stronger. It would become a great threat.’

Moreover, Paramount had collected plenty of spirit herbs. As the old master had not passed down the power to Jiu Yue, he had long eyed Paramount’s spirit herbs. If he owned Paramount, naturally, he would also own all the spirit herbs.

If the old master had not known that Jiu Yue wanted to kill Jiu Ming back then and had warned him that he must not kill the people of the same clan, he would have usurped Paramount.

After all, even if Jiu Yue failed, Jiu Ming would still give Paramount away.

Jiu Ming was staring daggers at the old master who did not say a word.

“Do you agree with him?”

“Ming’er, Paramount is yours. Deities Gate doesn’t need Paramount to keep a strong foothold. However, since it embodies your painstaking effort, it belongs to you. You should never give it to anyone else.” The old master merely frowned.

In other words, Paramount belonged to Jiu Ming. Deities Gate was not interested in the spirit herbs that Paramount owned. However, if Jiu Ming truly wanted to give it away and his second uncle wanted to usurp it, the old master would never stop him. No one could take anything belonged to Deities Gate, even if Deities Gate did not need it.

“It is a pity that no one can touch my belongings. It’s a shame that not only is your son good for nothing, he also has bad taste. How could he become the master of Deities Gate?” Jiu Ming reached out to lift Jiu Yue from the ground. Jiu Yue could not even defeat Jiu Ming.

“If you had not refused to be the master of Deities Gate, do you think I would have made him the heir?” The old master narrowed his eyes.

Even though Jiu Yue was ruthless, he could at least get things done. On the contrary, Jiu Yuan was so chicken-hearted and had accomplished nothing.

“I want to take him with me,” Jiu Ming said. A bone-chilling aura was emitted out of him.

“Ming’er, can’t you just humor your uncle? He is your elder.” Jiu Yuan’s face changed.

Jiu Ming walked toward Jiu Yuan slowly. The ice-cold aura surrounding him was so heavy that Jiu Yuan stopped talking further.

“If you push me too far, I will not hesitate to kill my own father, let alone my second uncle,” Jiu Ming said, disdainfully.

“Feng Ruqing is mine. I will not hesitate to kill anyone who lays his hand on her, including you!”

“You…” Jiu Yuan widened his eyes in shock. He could not believe what he had just heard.

What was wrong with Jiu Yuan? He only wanted a peaceful Deities Gate for everyone in the clan was like a big family. There was no room for conflict. Moreover, Jiu Ming was his biological son. He was just giving Jiu Ming a few words of advice. After all, he could not reprimand Jiu Yue.

“Enough! What do you want?” The old master snarled as he glared at Jiu Ming.

“His subordinate has hurt Qing’er. Jiu Yue must make up to her by breaking one of his legs. Fortunately, Qing’er is safe. Otherwise, Jiu Yue must die!”

“Don’t you dare!” The old master was burning with anger.

No matter how much he loved Jiu Ming, Jiu Yue was the old master’s biological son. How could he sit back and watch his grandson hurt his son?

Boom!

Jiu Ming paid no regard to the old master. In a flash, his arm had cleaved through Jiu Yue’s foot. A heart-wrenching sound was heard.

“Initially, I wanted to take you to Xiao Qing’er, but I am afraid that you might be an eyesore to her. Forget about that… this kick is payback for hurting her. If someone hurts her again, whether or not they are your subordinates, I will come after you.” Jiu Ming’s cruel eyes were fixed on Jiu Yue who was lying on the ground.