Chapter 119 Immortal Heart Retained by Mortal Aura Qi Zibo: I am her father...
"Master's wife, what brings you here?"
Qi Zibo answered first: "We came to the mortal realm to take care of some business, and we just happened to stop by to see you."
Song Yin: "I thought you came here specifically to see me."
Qi Zibo: "How could that be? I've had a lot more peace and quiet since you weren't on Danque Peak."
Song Yin shouted, "Oh! See if I believe you or not, hehe."
Song Yin then asked Wen Zhiling, "How long have you been in the mortal realm?"
Wen Zhiling: "We'll see, but it won't be too long."
Song Yin: "Perfect! I can stay here."
Wen Zhiling: "What do you usually do?"
Song Yin: "Shi Heming is always tinkering with upgrading the formation, while I usually go to the clinic or go fishing."
"Life is so mundane?" Wen Zhiling was somewhat surprised; this child's life was too mundane. "When I was young, what place hadn't I been to? Dancing pavilions and singing stages, music and dance, beautiful women... cough cough, the scenery was as beautiful as a painting."
When I got to the top, I almost spilled my secrets.
Song Yin blinked.
It's too late, I already know everything.
Looking at my master again, his expression was normal, so it seemed he knew all of this.
Song Yin suddenly became very curious about the two of them when they were young.
"Anyway, while you're young, there's nothing wrong with going out and seeing more of the world." Wen Zhiling took a sip of tea to calm her nerves.
Shi Heming understood the implied meaning and forced a smile. "Elder Wen, what are you saying?"
While everyone's attention was focused on Wen Zhiling, Qi Zibo, who was standing next to her, quietly changed his demeanor.
Song Yin caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye and was startled.
Qi Zibo stroked his black beard, quite pleased with his new look.
"Master, how did you end up looking like the first time I met you?" Song Yin turned her head and asked.
Back then, in the outer bamboo hut, Qi Zibo appeared before everyone with this middle-aged appearance.
Qi Zibo: "As a master, when I am in the mortal world, I naturally have to be convincing."
When Song Yin looked at Wen Zhiling again, she was startled because Wen Zhiling had suddenly turned into a middle-aged woman with fine lines around her eyes, still exuding elegance and nobility.
Wen Zhiling winked at the dazed Song Yin.
Song Yin gave them a thumbs up, "You guys really know how to have fun."
Qi Zibo and his gang were indeed quite adept at playing tricks, and Doctor Yan quickly learned this lesson. Even though he was tricked by Qi Zibo, he remained good-natured and didn't get angry.
Dr. Yan went to the clinic as usual, thinking it would be just another ordinary day.
He entered the clinic and sat down. Seeing that everyone else was almost ready, he called the people in line in to begin taking their pulses.
After taking the pulses of four or five people and writing out the prescriptions, Song Yin finally arrived late.
Song Yin arrived later than him, which he was already used to. However, today Song Yin was followed by two middle-aged men, whose demeanor suggested they were not ordinary people.
Following Song Yin's lead?
Doctor Yan observed whether the two had any spiritual energy fluctuations and, knowing that they were ordinary people without spiritual energy fluctuations, he took notice of them.
Dr. Yan: "Unless there are special circumstances, the two of you will wait in line outside."
Qi Zibo has been observing Doctor Yan ever since he came in. Is it you old codger who's trying to undermine my Danque Peak?
No, that old man looks familiar; he seems to be Yan Yaochun, who disappeared many years ago.
Qi Zibo walked in and circled around Doctor Yan to observe him.
It really was Yan Yaochun! The last time I saw him, he wasn't so old; his hair was only slightly gray. Now, however, his hair was completely white, and he looked much older.
Doctor Yan did not recognize Lord Seonyon, because in his memory, Lord Seonyon had always been a young man, a gentleman of impeccable character. It could be said that this was the image of Lord Seonyon in the eyes of many.
The person in front of him stared at him rudely as soon as he entered the clinic. His age didn't match up, and there was no spiritual energy fluctuation. Doctor Yan would never suspect that it was Shan Yuanjun.
Dr. Yan asked Song Yin, "Who is this? Don't let him interfere with my seeing patients."
Song Yin: "He is—"
“I am her father,” Qi Zibo immediately interrupted Song Yin and answered first.
"A teacher for a day is a father for life"—that makes perfect sense.
"...My master." Song Yin swallowed the three words she hadn't said, her eyes empty and lifeless.
Song Yin: "..."
As long as you're happy.
Song Yin silently walked to the medicine dispensing station.
Doctor Yan changed his attitude and began to scrutinize the person in front of him again. He wanted to see what kind of parents had given birth to such a troublesome child as Song Yin.
Ding Yechuan looked curiously towards Qi Zibo and asked Song Yin, "Your parents?"
Song Yin refused to answer, which Ding Yechuan took as tacit agreement.
Qi Zibo: "So you want to take her as your apprentice?"
One sentence made Xiaocha and Xiaosong perk up their ears and keep a close eye on what was happening here.
Dr. Yan: "Song Yin is not my apprentice. My patients are still waiting in line outside, so please do not disturb the clinic."
Qi Zibo knew exactly how many people were outside the door, so he stepped aside so as not to block Yan Yaochun from seeing the patient.
Wen Zhiling walked around the clinic and thought it was pretty good.
Besides Song Yin, there's one Qi Refining stage cultivator and one Foundation Establishment stage cultivator inside, and another Foundation Establishment stage cultivator at the entrance. The Yan Family Medical Clinic is indeed a place where hidden talents abound in the mortal realm.
Qi Zibo watched Yan Yaochun treat patients from the side and muttered under his breath, "His medical skills are so-so, yet he has the nerve to call himself a miracle doctor."
Doctor Yan possessed extraordinary hearing. "The title 'divine doctor' is not self-proclaimed; it's what the people call me."
Xiao Song wouldn't allow anyone to slander Elder Yan. Unable to bear it any longer, he said to Qi Zibo, "If you're so capable, then you do it."
Upon hearing this, Song Yin raised an eyebrow. "Xiao Song, oh Xiao Song, he really knows how to do it."
Qi Zibo: "Young man, you have quite a temper."
When Xiaosong realized that this was Song Yin's father, and then thought about how Song Yin had been making him do this and that for the past year, he suddenly felt that his day was about to dawn.
He can report it!
Xiaosong: "You are Song Yin's father, and there are some things I have to tell you."
Qi Zibo: "Speak."
People are most energetic when they are doing bad things.
Xiaosong glanced at Song Yin, then turned back and whispered, "I don't know how Song Yin behaves at home, but in the year she's been at the clinic, she's always been lazy and leaves early every time she comes. Moreover, she likes to boss others around and delegate her work to others."
Xiaosong then pointed to himself, "For example, I was exploited and manipulated by her for a year."
Hmph, Song Yin, just wait for your father's punishment.
Xiaosong Meimei waited for Song Yin to be scolded so he could vent his frustration.
Qi Zibo: "You mean she's slacking off?"
Komatsu: "Yes!"
Dr. Yan sighed and shook his head inwardly. Xiao Song was still too young. Could someone who could teach Song Yin be an ordinary person?
Qi Zibo nodded approvingly: "Not bad, you did a very good job." As her master, he allowed Song Yin to work diligently and conscientiously on Danque Peak, but he did not allow her to do the same for others outside of Danque Peak.
This is what makes him different as a master.
"Right...right?" Xiaosong's expression changed instantly, looking at the distinguished middle-aged man with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.
Xiao Song felt a breath stuck in his throat, unable to go up or swallow.
Finally, Xiaosong silently returned to his seat, deciding to no longer pay attention to anyone or anything related to Song Yin! Paying any more attention to him would be utterly disrespectful!
Qi Zibo and Wen Zhiling didn't stay at the clinic. They came for a while and then left. They would come to pick up Song Yin when she was almost finished with her work.
Song Yin thought the matter of becoming an apprentice was over, but when she was resting, Qi Zibo returned to the clinic again. After seeing that there were no patients and he wouldn't disturb her treatment, he started picking and choosing again.
Song Yin sat on a chair in the clinic, munching on an apple, seemingly calm but actually at her wit's end.
Everyone else was just watching the show, but Song Yin felt humiliated.
Wen Zhiling knew that Qi Zibo would embarrass himself, so she didn't come the second time.
Qi Zibo: "Dr. Yan, your medical skills are not good enough. Why don't you become Song Yin's apprentice?"
Crowd: Rebellious against the Heavenly Gang! How arrogant!
Dr. Yan was too dignified and didn't want to waste any more words with "Songyin No. 2".
Qi Zibo: "Yan's Medical Clinic, tsk tsk tsk. If our Song Yin opens a Song's Medical Clinic, it will definitely be more powerful than Yan's Medical Clinic." Thinking of how Yan Yaochun almost abducted his apprentice, Qi Zibo looked at him with disdain, finding fault with him in every way.
Everyone: Old Yan's temper is still too good; he's not even angry about this.
Song Yin munched on her apple, then stood up from her chair and said to everyone, "I'm leaving now."
Seeing this, the others wanted to watch the excitement but also wanted to get home quickly, so they left one after another.
When Song Yin went out, she saw Liang Zhen listening to gossip at the entrance of the clinic with her ear pressed against the wall.
"Doesn't our noble fortune teller Liang look down on ordinary people who love to join in the fun? Why are you eavesdropping at the door?"
Liang Zhen shook her finger and said honestly, "It's different. This matter is related to you."
Song Yin often watched others make a fool of themselves, and eventually became the source of the amusement herself. She laughed at herself for being so angry.
She raised her fist, as big as a sandbag: "Stop looking, go back to your house right now, or I'll beat you up."
Liang Zhen rolled her eyes, then packed up her stall and headed back. There was nothing she could do; her cultivation level was too low, and she couldn't beat them.
On the way back, Liang Zhen and Song Yin traveled together for a while.
When two people travel together, they inevitably chat.
The two naturally began to talk about why they had come to the mortal realm. Of course, when discussing such topics, they had to set up a small protective barrier around them to prevent passersby from overhearing their conversation.
Liang Zhen: "I came to the capital to seek a breakthrough opportunity. Otherwise, who would want to stay in this desolate place with scarce spiritual energy for a long time? It's just a pity that I haven't encountered a breakthrough opportunity yet."
Song Yin: "The opportunities for breakthrough all lie in the mortal realm. Now that things have come to this, do you still look down on the mortal realm?"
Liang Zhen passed by a pancake stall and bought two pancakes for herself, eating them in large bites. After finishing the pancakes in a few bites, she finally answered Song Yin's question.
“I’m telling the truth.” He patted his chest. “Burp, I ate too fast and choked a little.”
Song Yin offered a friendly piece of advice: "Eat less, there are too many impurities in the food of the mortal world."
Liang Zhen slowly stopped patting his chest and looked Song Yin up and down again. "You've been in the cultivation world for many years, haven't you?"
"That's right."
Liang Zhen nodded and did not continue the topic.
Song Yin: "For Elder Yan's sake, here's a friendly reminder. Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly. Perhaps the reason you haven't encountered your opportunity is because you always look down on the world with an air of superiority. You think you're the only one sober while everyone else is drunk; conversely, could you also say you're the only one drunk while everyone else is sober?"
"If you don't change your attitude, how can you integrate into the mundane world? If you can't integrate into the mundane world, how can you find opportunities?"
Liang Zhen slowed her pace, carefully considering Song Yin's suggestion, which seemed to make some sense...
"And what about you?"
Liang Zhen pondered all the way, and just as the two were about to part ways, he suddenly asked Song Yin a question.
Song Yin: "Me?"
She offered a gentle suggestion to Liang Zhen, but Liang Zhen responded with a question in return.
Liang Zhen: "Song Yin, you said I always have this superior attitude of being the only one who is sober when everyone else is drunk. Aren't you the same? The onlooker sees more of the game than the player. I'll give you that saying too."
"You come from the mortal realm, but have you forgotten the life of a mortal, forgotten the warmth and joy of everyday life?"
Song Yin was speechless for a moment.
People brush past each other on the street, always talking about themselves, their families, their friends, their lives, and so on.
Song Yin lowered her eyes: "..."
She had been seriously considering it. The six years she spent in Xiaosong Village in her previous life and this life combined couldn't compare to the years she had spent in the cultivation world. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, she would likely spend most of her future time in the cultivation world as well.
Thinking about it this way, Liang Zhen is quite right; she has really been detached from the mortal world for too long.
Seeing that she was listening and didn't make any move to hit him, Liang Zhen felt reassured and continued boldly, "Let's not talk about lofty principles, but about something down-to-earth. People can't live without food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, so I'll take food as an example."
"Because you dislike the impurities in mortal food, how long has it been since you've enjoyed a hearty and satisfying meal of mortal food? Do you still remember the unique flavors of meat buns, sesame seeds, and sweet cakes? Born into the mortal world, you naturally blend into it."
"But have you truly integrated into the mortal world, even though you seem to have merged with it?"
"I came to the mortal world to gain experience and seek opportunities, but what is your purpose in entering the mortal world?"
Oh no, Liang Zhen's words were a bit sharp. His momentum had been overwhelmed by Liang Zhen; this couldn't be allowed to continue. Even if Liang Zhen was right, he couldn't afford to lose face; don't think she didn't know this kid had always wanted to outdo him.
Song Yin caught the word "mortal world" and pointed out Liang Zhen's problem: "You narrowly believe that the mortal world is just the mortal realm, but in my eyes, the mortal realm and the cultivation world are both the mortal world."
"The troubles, desires, obsessions, and conflicts that exist in the mortal world also exist in the cultivation world. Whether mortal or cultivator, they are all deeply involved and easily swayed by wealth, lust, fame, and profit. If they cannot get rid of these, how can they talk about transcending the mortal world and cultivating in a pure manner?"
"Perhaps I haven't integrated into the mortal realm, but you haven't escaped the mortal world either."
An unnatural look flashed across Liang Zhen's face; Song Yin had hit the nail on the head, and she felt a little guilty.
Tsk, I thought I could out-talk Song Yin today, but I didn't expect to be out-talked by her instead.
Song Yin picked up the cup and said calmly, "You should be glad that I have a very good temper, otherwise you wouldn't have had the chance to stand in front of me unscathed and question me."
Liang Zhen felt as if her mind had been jolted awake by a bucket of ice water, and belatedly realized that she felt a chill all over her body.
Yes, he was only thinking about not losing in terms of words and momentum, but he forgot that Song Yin was a cultivator stronger than him. He still didn't know Song Yin's exact cultivation level. Having been used to Song Yin not easily making a move, he subconsciously pushed his luck.
Seeing the fear flash in Liang Zhen's eyes, Song Yin continued to maintain her composure and walked calmly towards another street.
Liang Zhen was left alone in the same spot. By the time Liang Zhen moved, Song Yin had already gone far away.
As Song Yin walked away, she immediately dropped her composure as a powerful figure and became serious.
After their argument, Song Yin wandered aimlessly down the street.
Liang Zhen's words still seemed to echo in her ears, each one striking her heart heavily.
Today, she reminded Liang Zhen, and in return, Liang Zhen reminded her. To be fair, Liang Zhen's words did indeed enlighten her.
"Steamed buns, piping hot and freshly steamed!"
The sounds of vendors hawking their wares drifted from the surrounding area.
Song Yin took a deep breath, the aroma of steamed buns rushing into her nose. She turned and walked to the steamed bun stall.
Song Yin: "Give me two meat buns."
Who can't eat? She has a good appetite.
"Okay, here are two meat buns for you. Be careful, they're hot."
After paying, Song Yin took one out of the box on the street and took a big bite of it.
A steamed bun was eaten in a few bites.
It smells so good!
Song Yin's eyes lit up, and she quickly finished two steamed buns before locking onto a food stall.
"Boss, please pack one of each of these pastries for me."
"Waiter, bring one of each of our signature dishes."
"Grandpa, I'd like to take two strings of candied hawthorns."
"A bowl of wontons, please, with chili."
"How many pies would you like?"
Song Yin wandered around various food stalls, carrying a lot of takeout food in her hands, which she deliberately did not put into her spatial storage.
Liang Zhen's words make sense. She should rediscover the joy of eating heartily, instead of consuming fasting pills for cultivation or only eating foods with spiritual energy from the cultivation world.
When she returned, she had a lot of things in both hands, which made it difficult for her to walk.
Shi Heming stepped forward to help, "Why didn't you put all of these into your storage bag?"
Song Yin: "Let's relive the life without storage bags. They're full of all kinds of food. Take what you want to eat."
Shi Heming was puzzled. Didn't Yinyin rarely eat these things?
Meanwhile, at the Yan residence.
As Dr. Yan left the clinic, Qi Zibo followed him all the way, directly into Dr. Yan's home.
Dr. Yan: "Young man, why are you following an old man like me? I made it very clear at the clinic that I did not take Song Yin as my apprentice. Song Yin herself also said that she has a master and will not take a second master."
Qi Zibo felt pleased to hear these words!
"I came along to catch up with you," Qi Zibo replied naturally.
Doctor Yan: ...
So, both father and daughter are abusing this old man? Besides, it's their first meeting, what old stories could they possibly have to reminisce about?
Like Song Yin's residence, the Yan family mansion did not employ any servants; everything in the mansion was managed by Doctor Yan himself. The reason was equally simple: too many people would cause trouble and distractions.
Qi Zibo sat down without hesitation. "Yao Chunjun, aren't you tired of staying in the mortal realm for so long? The thin spiritual energy is very detrimental to cultivation."
Dr. Yan had barely touched the chair when he was startled and stood up again.
His fingers trembled as he pointed at Qi Zibo: "You, you! That girl Song Yin said she was born in the mortal realm. You're her father, how do you know about me?"
Qi Zibo removed his disguise, revealing his youthful appearance. "Look how frightened you are."
Doctor Yan: "..."
Doctor Yan recognized the person: "Lord Shanyuan, is it fun to play tricks on me?"
"Not bad." Qi Zibo revealed a smile that was sure to infuriate people.
Doctor Yan calmed down instead. "You came to the capital to visit Song Yin?"
Qi Zibo: "More or less."
Dr. Yan sneered, "Song Yin's father, hehehe."
Qi Zibo: "A teacher for a day is a father for life, is there a problem?"
Dr. Yan sighed; he felt he had been sighing much more often since he met Song Yin.
He wasn't sure whether he had been blind back then or whether Seon-yeon-kun's personality had changed too much, because the Seon-yeon-kun before him was completely different from the Seon-yeon-kun in his memory.
Doctor Yan had a strange new idea: Could it be that Lord Shanyuan's personality was just like this all along, and everyone in the cultivation world was just fooled by his appearance?
"When are you going back to the cultivation world? I heard that some of your acquaintances are still looking for you," Qi Zibo asked.
When Qi Zibo got serious, he was just like he remembered. Doctor Yan unconsciously touched the back of his hand, which was loose and wrinkled. "I don't plan to go back. It's good to stay in the mortal world. It's far away from all the deceit and treachery. It's so nice to be free and at ease."
"Not going back?" Qi Zibo asked in surprise. No cultivator would willingly waste their time in the mortal realm; staying in the mortal realm was tantamount to courting death.
Dr. Yan: "I can tell you the real reason, but don't tell my acquaintances."
Qi Zibo: "Then you'd better not say anything."
Dr. Yan: "You and Song Yin are both unconventional."
"I am her master, so she should be like me." Qi Zibo smiled. Yan Yaochun's words were quite pleasing to the ear. No wonder he had no enemies and a lot of friends in his life.
Provoked by the master and disciple, Doctor Yan's rebellious spirit resurfaced. "I'll say it anyway: staying in the mortal realm is precisely for cultivation." He pointed to his head. "Knowing this isn't enough; one must put knowledge into practice."
Everyone has their own methods of cultivation and insights, so Qi Zibo didn't ask any more questions.
Doctor Yan: "Lord Shanyuan, what is your cultivation level now?"
“If Yao Chunjun’s cultivation level does not advance further, my cultivation level will be the same as yours.”
"He has actually reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. No wonder he was such a brilliant talent in alchemy back then."
Qi Zibo: "What exactly is Lord Yaochun trying to say?"
Dr. Yan suddenly changed the subject: "Why don't you let me have Song Yin as your apprentice? I'm a dying man, so please let me have her."
Qi Zibo's face turned ugly, and he sneered, "Give up on that idea. There's no point in talking to someone like you. I'm leaving."
Qi Zibo stormed off from the Yan residence, regretting that he hadn't followed along and wasted his time.
Upon returning to Song Yin's residence, Qi Zibo saw Song Yin and the other two gathered together, secretly eating.
Qi Zibo reminded the three of them, "Don't eat too much mortal food, it's not good for cultivation."
Song Yin: "If there are impurities, just let them out. Do you want to eat them together? It's a completely different experience."
Qi Zibo picked up a piece of jujube blossom pastry, took a bite, and commented, "The taste is so-so."
"Is it just okay?" Song Yin picked up the jujube blossom pastry, took a bite, and said, "It's pretty good." It's much better than the food with all sorts of additives she ate in her previous life.
Qi Zibo looked at Song Yin with affection and said, "Didn't Yuzhu prepare a lot of food for you? Have something good to eat."
Although Wen Zhiling ate a few bites with her, she still said, "Let's eat something better."
Song Yin: ? ? ?
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It's time to go to Yan's Medical Clinic again.
Song Yin stepped into Yan's Medical Clinic to learn to walk, then pulled her foot back and looked at the fortune-telling stall.
"Brother, who are you?"
The person in front of me was dressed in a blue robe and wore a hair crown. His features were delicate and endearing. He was holding a tortoise shell and telling fortunes for the customer in front of him.
He silently turned his head, "Liang Zhen."
"Um, Master Liang, I'd like to have my marriage fortune told again."
The customer in front of her looked at Liang Zhen with expectant yet shy eyes.
Liang Zhen was terrified when she heard about fortune telling for marriage; she was truly terrified after the last time it nearly cost her her life. "I don't tell marriage stories here!"
The customer in front of him was immediately disappointed.
Song Yin ignored Liang Zhen and was about to go inside when Liang Zhen suddenly spoke again.
"Um, thank you."
Song Yin: "Why are you thanking me?"
Liang Zhen: "Your words reminded me, changed my perspective, and gave me new insights. Perhaps the opportunity lies within this. Thank you."
Song Yin smiled and nodded, acknowledging Liang Zhen's gratitude.
Her kind reminder to Liang Zhen also served as a reminder to her.
She didn't tell anyone that her cultivation had loosened slightly, and that perhaps one day in the future she would naturally break through to the Nascent Soul stage.
The Nascent Soul stage—she had longed for it for so long.
Only by breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage can one truly step into the circle of the strong.
The arrival of Qi Zibo and Wen Zhiling did not change Song Yin's daily life. She lived a very comfortable life in the capital, with a slow pace where she didn't have to worry about anything or rush to cultivate or travel.
After a year in the mortal realm, Song Yin completely fell in love with this pace of life.
Upon entering the clinic, she saw Ding Yechuan and Doctor Yan talking, seemingly quite intensely, though she couldn't quite place what they were saying.
Xiao Cha and the others were not there; they were probably sent away by Doctor Yan.
Looking at Du Wanjiao, she also had no interest in working and sat not far away with a worried expression.
Song Yin walked in and asked Du Wanjiao directly, "Why do you look so worried?"
Du Wanjiao looked to Song Yin for help, "Senior Song..."
Song Yin: "Speak plainly if you have something to say."
Du Wanjiao intertwined her fingers and mustered her courage to say, "Ye Chuan and I are both disciples of the Qingxuan Sect, but because I was injured, the situation was urgent, and Ye Chuan... he stole some high-grade pills from the sect. Now the other disciples of the sect have come looking for us."
No wonder Ding Yechuan was so afraid of being a member of the Qingxuan Sect when they first met while fishing; I never imagined there was such a thing behind it.
Song Yin: "What punishment did the Qingxuan Sect give you?"
Du Wanjiao: "Actually, after the sect learned about our situation, they could have handled it accordingly and allowed us to repay at double the price. But, but..."
Song Yin: "But we don't have enough spirit stones?"
Du Wanjiao nodded.
Song Yin approached Doctor Yan and Ding Yechuan, who were discussing borrowing spirit stones.
Doctor Yan said, “I can lend you both the spirit stones, but once you return to your sect, who will pay me back the spirit stones? My personal situation is rather special. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I will spend the rest of my life in the mortal realm, and I will open a clinic in a different location every few decades. You have a long road ahead of you, and it’s impossible for you to stay in my clinic for decades or even centuries to pay off your debts.”
He saw that Ding Yechuan was honest, and guessed that he must have been truly driven to desperation to steal the sect's pills. He could lend the spirit stones, but some things needed to be clarified.
Ding Yechuan glanced back at Du Wanjiao, then said to Doctor Yan, "To be honest, Wanjiao has five spiritual roots, and even in the sect, it will be a long way off for her to reach the Foundation Establishment stage. I have always known that she has the idea of returning to the mortal world to stay with her family, so I will not stay in the sect, but will stay in the mortal world to accompany her. This way, I will also have enough time to pay off my debts to you."
Doctor Yan caught sight of Song Yin, beckoned her closer, and asked, "Do you like life in the mortal realm?"
Song Yin: "I like it."
Doctor Yan then asked Ding Yechuan, "Do you like living in the mortal realm?"
Ding Yechuan: "I like it."
No wonder Awan always missed home when she was in the sect. During the years he lived in the Du family mansion, he also felt the warmth of home, which made it so hard to part with her.
Doctor Yan asked the two of them at the same time, "Would you be willing to return to the cultivation world now and never return to the mortal world again?"
Ding Yechuan frowned: "There are too many memories here, I don't want to."
Song Yin raised her hand and said decisively, "I'm willing."
Ding Yechuan: "Tell me your reasons for being willing."
Song Yin was unsure of what Doctor Yan meant by his question, so she answered truthfully, "Because I want to cultivate. I really like life in the mortal world and I've fallen in love with this pace of life, but compared to cultivation, everything else is insignificant."
She has only one goal in embarking on the path to immortality: ascension!
Doctor Yan patted Ding Yechuan on the shoulder. “At my age, I have no other thoughts than to see you younger generations find your own paths to pursue. Ding Yechuan, don’t worry about the spirit stones. I can help you pay them back, since I don’t need them in the mortal realm anyway. But I hope you will think carefully about what you really want and whether you will regret your choices in the future.”
Doctor Yan then turned to Song Yin and said, "You will go further than anyone else on the path of cultivation because your heart is very firm in your pursuit of the Dao."
Doctor Yan: "When are you going back to the sect?"
Song Yin: "About four years."
Doctor Yan stroked his beard. "Four years is enough time for me to teach you all my medical skills. The rest is up to you to practice."
Song Yin asked earnestly, "Dr. Yan, are you this kind to everyone?"
Whether it was Xiao Cha, Xiao Song, Liang Zhen at the door, or the two handymen, Doctor Yan treated everyone very well. He had no airs of a Nascent Soul stage expert, was approachable, and didn't hold back when teaching.
Dr. Yan: "To be accepting of others and tolerant of those outside, to be self-sufficient and altruistic—that is my way of life."
At this moment, both Song Yin and Ding Yechuan fell into silent contemplation.
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Author's note: Qi Zibo: My dear disciple, call me "Father" and let me hear it.
Song Yin: You're so naughty!
Seven thousand six hundred words, this chapter is chubby [sunglasses]
The mortal realm storyline doesn't feature intense battles; it's mostly rather mundane daily life. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the mortal realm storyline will conclude tomorrow, and we'll return to the cultivation world. [Go for it!]
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