In the room, Li Mo finished packing his luggage, stretched lazily, and opened the window.
The river breeze blew in. Opposite was Qingyuan Mountain, shrouded in mist and clouds, with its buildings visible in an orderly fashion, like a silent giant overlooking the city below.
“The view up there must be even better.”
Li Mo muttered.
After being transported here, how could he settle for an ordinary life?
But given his current state, he might not even make it as far as Wang Hu in the entrance ceremony.
Tiger and leopard forms, top-tier bones.
Among traveling cultivators, he was considered one of the most talented.
Disciples were ranked based on their talent, from inner to outer disciples, and even to true disciples, using an elimination system.
Obviously, having a good starting point meant encountering stronger fates and higher returns on investment.
Without saying anything else, if he were relegated to the outer sect, he wouldn’t see Ying Bing anymore.
“Right, my father said there’s a familiar doctor in the city who has excellent medical skills.”
Li Mo turned around and whispered, “Why don’t we go check it out today?”
At the tea table.
“No need.”
Ying Bing sipped her hot tea and shook her head.
Li Mo sighed, “Even just going once might alleviate some symptoms.”
Ying Bing didn’t speak, lifting her eyes from the teacup, the steam swirling but failing to hide her sharp gaze.
She looked at Li Mo as if trying to read something from his face.
“My father gave me money, so I should report back to him.”
“The Three Yang Clinic isn’t far, just a few streets away.”
Li Mo deliberately frowned.
Three Yang Clinic?
Ying Bing took a small sip of tea, seemingly pondering these words.
After a moment, she nodded:
“Alright.”
…
As evening approached.
The streets of Ziyang Mansion were lit up, and flower boats and lanterns lined the riverbank. The wide streets were bustling with nobles in silk and brocade, and outsiders were easily recognizable.
Qingyuan Sect’s mountain opening ceremony, held every three years, made this city even livelier than usual.
The busiest street was Jin Huan Street, where everything from medicinal herbs to weapons and horses was sold—items used by martial artists.
Three Yang Clinic.
“Please announce us.”
Li Mo took out the letter written by his father.
The medicine boy saw the recipient’s name and straightened up.
“Please wait a moment, our clinic master has gone out to diagnose patients. He’ll be back in a while.”
“Thank you.”
Li Mo and Ying Bing sat in the hall waiting.
Moments later.
Footsteps echoed in the hall.
A middle-aged man, weary from travel, wearing a patched linen robe, walked in. He had a slender build, long beard reaching his chest, and particularly bright eyes.
“Master!”
The medicine boy took out the sealed letter and handed it over.
The middle-aged man scanned it quickly and smiled:
“Little Dragon still remembers this old man.”
Ying Bing’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
Li Mo sensed something was off.
This man looked about the same age as his father, yet spoke as if much older.
The medicine boy proudly added, “Master is ninety-six years old.”
“Ninety-six?”
Li Mo opened his mouth.
They say studying medicine ages people, but how can someone become younger with practice?
Could it be due to some cultivation or longevity techniques?
Indeed, nothing in this world is ordinary.
“It’s nothing special.”
“You said the girl here needs treatment. Come forward.”
The middle-aged man in the linen robe beckoned.
Once Ying Bing sat opposite him, he flicked a gold thread, wrapping it around her slender white fingers.
Li Mo watched with interest.
Seeing his concern, the medicine boy reassured him, “Don’t worry. There’s hardly any illness my master can’t cure.”
The middle-aged man’s lips curled, clearly pleased with the comment.
But then, he lightly gasped and furrowed his brows.
Buzz—
The gold thread trembled slightly.
A trace of frost appeared, rapidly spreading along the gold thread from Ying Bing’s fingertips.
Snap—
The middle-aged man, startled, broke the gold thread.
Still trembling, he breathed out:
“How powerful!”
“How is it?” Li Mo asked, taking a deep breath.
The middle-aged man’s brows knitted deeply.
After pondering for a moment, he shook his head:
“Inconceivable. According to theory, you shouldn’t have survived until now.”
He had practiced medicine for eighty years and seen many difficult cases.
But the sheer intensity of the cold within her body was unprecedented!
“Was she diagnosed with a fatal pulse before?”
“Yes,” Ying Bing nodded.
The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and continued:
“I’m guessing this might not be a fatal pulse but a unique constitution. I need to consult ancient texts to confirm what exactly it is.”
“If it’s not a disease, there’s no way to treat it. We can only prescribe medication to alleviate pain.”
Ying Bing was momentarily surprised but soon regained her composure.
If the other party could see this level, their medical skills must rank among the best in Ziyang Mansion.
Including herself, she found the answer only after going to Zhongzhou, from a hidden sect’s secret place.
Taiyin Moon Phoenix Body.
Ancient texts documented ten extraordinary constitutions, which the author named the Ten Extinction Constitutions.
Nine out of the ten, including Taiyin Moon Phoenix Body, had vanished, existing only in legends and speculations.
The only specific one that could be verified was the Great Yu Martial Emperor’s True Dragon Body, capable of stabilizing the empire and bearing the nation’s fate.
“This is a pure yang pill I made. It should work. Two hundred taels of silver.”
The middle-aged man took out a porcelain bottle.
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The bustling night scene faded, leaving fewer people and flickering street lamps.
With the street lights dimming, the starry sky above began to twinkle.
“What a pity.”
“I heard Ziyang Mansion has many night snacks. Next time, we should come earlier.”
Holding two skewers of Lianye Grilled Fish, a specialty of Ziyang Mansion, each bite was fresh and fragrant, without any fishy taste, and even the bones were crispy.
“Try it?”
Li Mo offered a skewer.
Ying Bing kept her eyes straight ahead, looking at the young man with oil stains on his lips, feeling puzzled.
Coming back, she thought everything would proceed as planned.
But he seemed to be an exception.
“Why?”
Ying Bing asked for the first time.
Li Mo was in high spirits, grinning:
“If hard tactics don’t work, we can try soft ones.”
“What if you’re a stubborn mule, and a change of heart leads you to embrace me?”
The atmosphere became awkward.
Ying Bing, unperturbed by his joke, remained calm.
Indeed, one couldn’t expect humor from an ice chunk…
“Settled, settled.”
“Before, you suffered a lot here. Consider this compensation or investment.”
“Two thousand taels of silver isn’t much. Once I join Qingyuan Sect, it will be trivial.”
Li Mo waved dismissively, acting rich and confident.
Whether he becomes strong or not, he won’t be poor.
Ying Bing frowned slightly.
Where did he get such confidence?
In his previous life, Li Mo barely made it into the outer sect and struggled.
His bones were quite average.
The young man was still oblivious, seemingly fantasizing about shining in a few days…
“Whoosh—”
The night wind blew, making the lantern shadows sway, casting the young man’s youthful exuberance into fleeting light and shadow.
Ying Bing suddenly froze.
In her memories, a distant figure flashed.
That was her past self, bowing to a Qingyuan Sect elder and vowing to open her meridians within half a year.
Where did she get her confidence back then?
“I accept this favor.”
A pleasant voice fell.
[Investment successful. Investment: Twelve Three-vein Pure Yang Pills.]
[Investment successful. Your words have changed the other’s mindset.]
[First investment successfully altered the target’s trajectory, feedback reward will be a critical hit.]
[Congratulations, Host, you received a special reward!]
“Change mindset?”
Li Mo was confused. He hadn’t said anything special.
The destined daughter was indeed destined, able to gain insights.
Special reward… critical hit…
It seemed like something big was about to happen!
“Eat grilled fish? Very fragrant.”
“No.”
“Huh, little flying fish is coming?”
