Upon seeing Ling Yun return safely, the innkeeper hurried over to greet him.
"Now that my benefactor is back safe and sound, Xiaoqing and I are relieved. Thank you, benefactor, for helping me regain my severed arm!"
"Thank you so much, sir!"
Xiaoqing blinked her big eyes and opened her arms.
Ling Yun smiled slightly, picked up Xiao Qing, and patted her on the back.
From this moment forward, Xiaoqing is a cultivation genius, one in a million.
After exchanging pleasantries with the father and daughter for a while, Lingyun and Abao returned to their room.
After hearing about Ling Yun's experiences at the Luoshui Sect, A Bao asked curiously:
"Brother, the Luoshui Sect must have a lot of treasures, right? You didn't bring any back?"
Ling Yun's face stiffened. He had never actually committed murder and robbery, nor would he ever stoop to doing so.
When he was in the Misty Immortal Sect, Ling Yun never worried about material possessions.
Seeing Ling Yun's expression, A Bao knew he definitely hadn't taken the treasure, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
"Sigh, we have to cross the entire Zhao Kingdom to get to Jiangcheng, passing through more than a hundred cities. How can we manage without money!"
As he spoke, Abao unfolded the map.
"Brother, our next stop is Yuanling City, but it seems there aren't many immortal masters in that city, so we shouldn't run into anyone who wants to capture you for a bounty!"
Ling Yun asked with a smile:
"You seem to know this area very well."
Ah Bao said smugly:
"That's what my friends told me when I was a beggar. Don't underestimate them just because they're beggars; they've traveled all over the country and seen a lot of the world!"
After saying that, Abao pointed to the area above Jiangcheng.
"The Immortal Martial Academy is right here. It's one of the top three sects in the Zhao Kingdom, and it's very powerful..."
Abao looked at Lingyun with concern.
"Don't even mention the Immortal Martial Academy, I'm not afraid of even the number one sect on this Golden Cloud Continent! It's getting late, let's go to sleep!"
Ling Yun spoke with a smile.
...
The next morning,
Lingyun and Abao bid farewell to the father and daughter at the inn and set off for Yuanling City, 1,500 miles away.
The innkeeper thoughtfully prepared three days' worth of dry rations for the two of them.
On the way, Abao asked Lingyun.
"Brother, you said you can make money once you get to Yuanling City, but how do you make money? It seems like all you know how to do is fight."
Ling Yun smiled slightly.
You'll find out then!
Three days later, the two arrived at Yuanling City.
Yuanling City was twice the size of Kowloon City.
Ling Yun glanced at Yuanling City and immediately understood why there were no cultivators here; there wasn't even a trace of spiritual energy.
Immediately afterwards, Lingyun led Abao on a search for something on the street, and soon stopped at a clinic called Fushengtang.
Abao glanced at the clinic and asked curiously:
"Brother, are you sick?"
Ling Yun shook his head and smiled, "I'll earn the rest of the travel expenses from this clinic!"
Ah Bao was stunned. "Does Brother know medicine?"
Ling Yun laughed:
"I know a little bit about it!"
Lingyun is a supreme being at the pinnacle of the Dao, so healing the sick and saving lives is a piece of cake for him.
The two then entered the clinic.
At this moment, inside the clinic, an elderly man with white hair and beard is taking the pulse of a young man lying on the ground with a livid face.
A middle-aged couple stood beside the boy, wiping away tears as they watched with concern.
The surrounding people who came to see the doctor were talking about it.
"Sigh~ Zhang's kid is too naughty, why did he have to eat rat poison for no reason?"
"It's not rat poison. I heard they ate arsenic instead of flour. Alas, even Dr. Liu can't save them now."
"Alas, the youngest son of the Zhang family is gone just like that!"
"..."
The old man was Liu Ren, the chief physician of Fushengtang.
Looking at the boy lying on the stretcher, Liu Ren shook his head and said helplessly:
"Prepare for the worst."
Upon hearing the devastating news, the boy's mother fainted from shock and grief.
The boy's father knelt before Liu Ren and pleaded:
"Dr. Liu, aren't you the miracle doctor of Yuanling City? Is there nothing you can do?"
Liu Ren shook his head and said slowly:
"I am powerless to help. Your son ingested arsenic; even a god couldn't save him! Go now and prepare for his funeral!"
The onlookers looked on with pity.
The boy's father, with tears in his eyes, prepared to carry his son away.
Just then, a voice rang out:
"Wait! There's still hope!"
"Um?"
Everyone turned to look at the source of the sound and discovered that the speaker was a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old.
It was Ling Yun.
Seeing that Ling Yun was so young, no one took him seriously.
"Young man, Dr. Liu has already said to prepare for the worst, what are you doing here making things worse!"
"Exactly, how much of a doctor are you anyway!"
"Do you know who Doctor Liu is? He's the number one doctor in Yuanling City. If he says there's no hope, then there's no hope!"
"..."
Everyone said with disdain.
Liu Ren narrowed his eyes as he looked at Ling Yun and said sarcastically:
"Little kid, go home and play in the mud. This is a clinic, not a game!"
Unfazed by the crowd's doubts, Ling Yun spoke in a deep voice:
"I can save this boy's life!"
Upon hearing this, the boy's father, Zhang Mao, immediately rushed to Ling Yun, took his arm, and said urgently:
"Young man, are you serious? If you can save my son, I'm willing to give you all my assets!"
Now, Zhang Mao is willing to try even the slightest hope.
Just as Ling Yun was about to speak, Liu Ren pointed at him and shouted:
"Men, drag this man out of here!"
In Liu Ren's view, Ling Yun was just there to cause trouble. He had already declared that there was no cure, but Ling Yun actually said that he could be saved. Wasn't this a slap in the face to him, the number one doctor in Yuanling City?
"Let's see who dares to touch my elder brother!"
Abao immediately stood in front of Lingyun, glaring angrily at the guards of Fushengtang.
Ling Yun gently pulled A Bao behind her and looked at Liu Ren:
"Since Dr. Liu doesn't believe me, how about we take a gamble?"
Liu Ren stroked his beard, looking at Ling Yun's calm eyes, and suddenly became somewhat suspicious. Could this guy really cure him?
However, he believes in his diagnosis.
"Hmph! Fine, let's bet! What do you want to bet on?"
Ling Yun smiled faintly:
"How about we bet one hundred taels of silver?"
"Hehe..." Liu Ren chuckled dismissively.
"If you can save the Zhang family boy, I'll give you a thousand taels of silver without hesitation. If you can't? Hmph! You'll kneel down and kowtow to me a hundred times!"
Abao tugged at Lingyun's sleeve and whispered:
"Brother, are you sure you can do it? I've known you for so long, I know you don't know any medicine!"
Ling Yun didn't answer A Bao, but looked at Liu Ren instead.
"Okay, it's settled then!"
A Bao's heart tightened, and he decided that if Ling Yun failed to save the boy, he would kowtow in place of his brother!
With the bet settled, everyone got to work.
Liu Ren looked at Ling Yun with a mocking expression, and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone:
"Young man, you're too young. Saving lives isn't something you can do with just enthusiasm!"
Ling Yun smiled without saying a word and took out sixteen silver needles from the consultation table.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Yun glanced at the boy lying on the stretcher and directly sent the invisibility stun over his clothes.
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