Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 191 - Illegal Doctors Visiting the Country for Medical Treatment
In the State of Wei-Lu, a flying boat slowly docked inside a fortified city.

Due to different national circumstances, Baihong Kingdom can be considered an affiliated force of Xuantian Sect, so its flying boats can naturally fly into its capital without any problem.

However, the State of Wei-Lu was a vassal state of another powerful nation, so the Xuantian Sect could not fly in with its heavy war machines. They could only stop at the border and then travel through the country by flying boats with permits.

The cultivators disembarked from the flying boat, handed a spirit stone to the official in charge of managing the visiting cultivators, and then received a jade token from him.

The jade token was equivalent to a temporary residence permit, valid for three years. After three years, one could either become a permanent resident at the local government office or be "politely" asked to leave the State of Wei and Lu.

However, this thing is essentially invisible, since no tracking device is attached to the cultivator. Once the jade is thrown away, who knows where the cultivator is?

In Lin Le's view, the only purpose of this thing is to make money. The cost is only a few taels of silver worth of miscellaneous jade, plus some magical restrictions, and then it becomes a low-grade spirit stone in their hands.

Hundreds of times the profit, a stable customer base...tsk, whether the official who came up with this method was good or bad, he doesn't know, but he must have had a great business sense.

Lin Le put away the jade token he had obtained and slowly left with Ling Muzhu.

When they went outside, both of them had changed their appearance.

Lin Le transformed into a fair-skinned man who looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a goatee on his chin.

He wore a tiger-shaped brace on the fingers of his right hand. With each step he took, the sound of iron beads striking an iron wall echoed from inside the brace, which was shaped like a ring. The sound was clear and traveled a great distance.

In his right hand, he held a white banner with the words "Cures all diseases" written in large characters in the middle and a line of smaller characters in the lower left corner: "Suitable for both cultivators and mortals."

Ling Muzhu transformed into the appearance of a strong farm woman, carrying a medicine box on her back.

The two were walking through the big city, heading towards Jiujiang City, when their first patient arrived halfway there.

"Hey, wait a minute, doctor." A somewhat rugged-looking man called out to Lin Le.

"What's the matter?" Lin Le asked, sizing up the man.

"I just dislocated my arm while working, can you set it for me?" The man originally planned to go to the nearest clinic to get it set, but seeing that Lin Le was fair-skinned and in his thirties or forties, he figured he must be quite capable, so he decided to have Lin Le do it, so he could save himself the trouble of walking those few steps.

"Okay." Lin Le took the initiative and twisted it.

With a soft crack, the man's right arm, which had been hanging limply, returned to normal.

"Sure!" The man stretched his shoulder, feeling little pain. "How much?"

“One penny,” Lin Le said.

"So cheap?" the man exclaimed in surprise.

"Why charge so much for a minor problem?" Lin Le smiled faintly. "It was just a small favor."

"If only clinics were as cheap as yours," the man remarked, then handed Lin Le a coin. "Here you go."

Lin Le took the money: "Your arm will need to rest for another two or three days. Don't do any heavy work during this time. Don't be greedy and lose more than you gain."

The man waved his hand: "I know."

"Okay." Lin Le nodded and turned around to hand the one coin to Ling Muzhu.

The two continued walking out of the city, and did not encounter any more patients along the way.

Actually, only men who haven't seriously dislocated their shoulders dare to seek treatment from Lin Le; other patients naturally prioritize seeing well-known local doctors.

Only when all other options are exhausted will people resort to seeking treatment from doctors in other places as a last resort.

Once outside the city, Lin Le and Ling Muzhu continued walking step by step.

After all, more than 20 years have passed since Ling Muzhu was adopted by Xu Lingzi. Such a long time is enough to wash away many traces.

So they don't mind taking a little more time.

The moon was bright and the stars were few, yet the two continued their journey through the night. Both were Golden Core cultivators, capable of going without food, drink, or sleep, so they naturally didn't need to rest.

However, it seemed that because the two of them had concealed their auras too much, a pair of eyes stared at them with ill intent.

Seeing the two large pills enter its attack range, it finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Roar!" A tiger's roar rang out, and a large, striped tiger suddenly charged out, pouncing towards Lin Le.

Lin Le didn't move, but Ling Muzhu, who was standing to the side, did. She pointed her finger, and a beam of icy blue light shot out, hitting the tiger.

With a thud, the tiger fell to the ground, its limbs stiff, and it was already lifeless.

"You used too much force," Lin Le commented.

The tiger appeared unharmed, but its internal body had been frozen by the cold air.

However, given the penetrating power of the Frost Binding Technique that Ling Muzhu just used, she could have easily frozen only the tiger demon's head.

The current situation is entirely due to her excessive output, resulting in a waste of mana.

"Okay, I'll be more careful next time." Ling Muzhu nodded.

Lin Le shook the sign in his hand, and the tiger immediately turned into a pool of blood and rushed in.

This signboard is a transformation of a hydrangea.

Both continued forward.

At noon the next day, the two came across a village.

Upon seeing the sign Lin Le was holding, a child immediately shouted, "Dad, Dad, a traveling doctor is passing by!"

The child was shouting so loudly that others heard it, and many people who had finished eating and were about to rest peeked out. Their place was remote and small, unlike some large villages where there were resident village doctors. Usually, when they were sick, they either endured it or waited for itinerant doctors to come.

"I know." A dark-skinned man walked out with his back hunched and called out, "Hurry up and go invite them."

"Oh." The boy ran out and waved to Lin Le, "Doctor, doctor, over here."

Lin Le nodded to him and walked over slowly.

However, once the boy saw his attire clearly, his face was filled with hesitation.

Because Lin Le's attire was unlike that of ordinary itinerant doctors. Although those doctors lived better than them, they still wore coarse linen clothes and had sallow complexions.

But Lin Le had a fair complexion and clean, tidy clothes, clearly indicating that he was a doctor from the city.

Doctors in the city charge a lot of money for a consultation; it costs a large sum of money for each visit, not including medical expenses.

After Lin Le walked in completely, the boy mustered up his courage and asked, "Doctor, how much is your consultation fee?"

"I don't charge a consultation fee." Lin Le shook his head. He could see what the boy was worried about, and added, "Don't worry, my fees are very cheap, usually just at cost price."

"Okay." The boy was relieved to receive Lin Le's reply. "Doctor, come with me. My father has a malignant sore on his back for some reason. Even after we pricked it and applied some herbal medicine, it didn't get better."

"Let me take a look first." Lin Le nodded slightly and led Ling Muzhu to the boy's yard.

When the man saw Lin Le's attire, his expression changed, but since Lin Le was already there, he couldn't refuse.

Seeing his appearance, Lin Le reassured him, "Don't worry, if it's just a malignant sore, my fee won't be too expensive, it won't exceed ten coins."

Hearing Lin Le say this, the man's expression relaxed slightly: "Then I'll trouble you, doctor."

After saying that, he turned around, took off his clothes, and exposed his back.

His back has a well-defined skeletal structure and looks very thin, which is inconsistent with the muscles in his arms and legs.

But that's normal. This isn't Lin Le's previous life, where farmers could eat their fill and even have meat.

The protein we get daily is enough to maintain some muscle mass and prevent it from being destroyed, so there's no extra nutrition left to grow more muscle.

The man then removed the cloth strip from his back, revealing a malignant sore the size of an adult's fist, with red and swollen skin and a crack oozing pus.

Lin Le examined his sores for a moment, then walked over and said, "Lie down."

The man lay down as instructed, and Lin Le straddled his back. Not finding it disgusting, she pressed her hands under the festering sores and then pushed.

"Ah!" With a scream from the man, pus gushed from the festering sore, and a tiny black dot flew out with it.

Lin Le quickly grabbed it, then took out a plain cloth to wipe the bloodstains off the man before standing up and saying, "Alright, don't cover the wound for the next few days. Your herbs are useless anyway, just let it heal naturally."

Is this good?

The onlookers, who had been waiting to see what would happen, were taken aback. The man was also surprised: "That's it, doctor?"

"Alright, your sore is just caused by a worm that got into the wound, which is why it's been so hard to heal." Lin Le spread his hands, revealing a black worm no bigger than a sesame seed. "Now that the cause has been removed, the sore will naturally heal."

The man leaned closer and saw the black insect: "It really is. Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome." Lin Le shook his head, then held out his hand and said, "Two coins."

"Okay." The man touched his waist and found that his money pouch was not with him. He quickly ran into the house and soon came out with two copper coins.

The man gratefully handed two copper coins to Lin Le: "Here, for your doctor."

Lin Le handed the copper coins to Ling Muzhu, then looked at the crowd of onlookers: "Is there anyone else who needs medical treatment? If not, I'm leaving."

"I am a doctor!"

"And me, Doctor!"

Some people exclaimed that since the price was so low and the doctor came from the city, his skills must be excellent, and they immediately had the idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation.

"Then let's go to the locust tree at the entrance of your village." Lin Le nodded slightly.

Lin Le followed Ling Muzhu to the locust tree at the entrance of the village. Ling Muzhu then took out two folding stools from her medicine box, giving one to Lin Le and placing the other in front of him.

Lin Le finished sitting down and looked at everyone, asking, "Who wants to go first?"

"Me first, me first!" A man quickly sat down in a chair and said, "Doctor, my wrist keeps hurting when I'm working, what's wrong?"

Lin Le held his hand and pressed it a few times, then snapped it, making a cracking sound. He continued, "This happens when you work long hours. When you get back, apply hot compresses often, and the pain will subside more frequently."

"Ah!" the man exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't there a cure?"

"Yes." Lin Le nodded, and the man's face lit up with joy, but Lin Le's next words made his expression immediately turn ugly.

"No need for labor, just rest for two or three years," Lin Le said.

But can he not work?

The man said dejectedly, "Alright, how much, doctor?"

"No need for money, since the problem isn't solved yet." Lin Le waved his hand. "Let's go back."

The man left dejectedly, and Lin Le's eyes remained indifferent. After all, he could save someone temporarily, but not forever.

Lin Le called out, "Next."

(End of this chapter)