Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 193: Plague Spirit Purification Saves Lives
As the last rays of sunlight disappeared behind the mountains, the dim sky cast a strange and eerie atmosphere over Lanling City.

In recent days, several people have died from coughing due to lung disease, and the disease is showing signs of spreading, making everyone feel insecure and afraid to go out and wander around.

Two figures emerged from the darkness outside the city gate.

Looking at the city not far away, Lin Le released the remaining three butterflies.

Two butterflies flew away into the distance, while only one flew towards the nearest city.

Following the butterflies flying towards the city, Lin Le and Ling Muzhu easily crossed the city wall and entered the county town. Before long, the two appeared in front of a mansion.

Facing the door in front of him, Lin Le pushed it open, and the simple restrictions attached to the door were forcibly torn apart by brute force.

The gate opened, and two green figures rushed straight towards Lin Le.

The boundless energy burst forth, enveloping the two green figures.

Without speed, the two green shadows revealed their true forms; they were like ghosts, semi-transparent, and resembled cat heads.

'The Plague Spirits, they really are from the Sacred Heart Healing Saint lineage.' Lin Le clenched his fist, and his boundless qi annihilated the two Plague Spirits.

"Who!" A cry of surprise suddenly came from inside the house. He realized that the two precious plague spirits had disappeared.

Bang! The window suddenly burst open, and a dark figure ran outside.

Ling Muzhu made another move, this time using an ice spell.

The dark figure fell to the ground.

Bang! The sound was slightly muffled, unlike the landing of a normal person, and Ling Muzhu immediately sensed that something was wrong.

But at that moment, a black needle that blended into the darkness silently pierced her.

Suddenly, a jade-colored light shone, and a layer of light-colored clothing, shaped like a phoenix and semi-transparent, appeared on Ling Muzhu's body.

Phoenix Feather Robe, Ling Muzhu's innate supernatural power.

Ling Muzhu turned around in surprise and discovered that a black needle was aimed directly at her Baihui acupoint on the top of her head.

"When?" Ling Muzhu asked in surprise. The Jade Phoenix Sword appeared in her hand, and she directly cut down the flying needle.

"what!"

The person in the shadows cried out in pain. This sword strike not only destroyed the hidden needle but also severed the divine consciousness attached to it.

Ling Muzhu immediately followed the sound, a hint of annoyance on her face.

With a single swing of the sword, silver-blue sword energy pierced the air, splitting open a section of the ground.

A dark shadow immediately flew out from it.

Having learned her lesson the hard way, Ling Muzhu was not about to fall for it again. A flash of blue light appeared in her silver-blue eyes as she saw through the mystery.

With a flick of the Jade Phoenix Sword, blue light shot towards the flying black shadow; this time it was actually real.

Bang! The dark figure fell to the ground, and by the moonlight, it turned out to be an old Taoist priest in his fifties or sixties.

Feeling his numb and cold limbs, the old Taoist shouted, "Gentlemen, let's talk this out! Whatever you want, I can give you!"

"No need, we'll get it ourselves," Lin Le said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his divine sense cleaved through the Taoist's sea of ​​consciousness like a sharp sword, and then found the restriction within.

Having spent nearly a month in the Xuantian Sect's Scripture Pavilion, Lin Le's knowledge has expanded considerably.

In the past, he could only be suppressed by force, but now even simpler mental restrictions can no longer stump him.

After breaking the seal, Lin Le thoroughly searched through the old Taoist's memories and then shattered his soul.

The old Taoist priest immediately stopped breathing.

"Be more careful in the next battle. Always keep some early warning systems on hand, and don't take them off just because you want to be lazy," Lin Le said, turning to look at Ling Muzhu.

"Yes." Ling Muzhu's face showed shame.

After all, she had already reached the eighth level of the Golden Core stage, while that old Taoist was only at the first level of the Foundation Establishment stage. It was truly embarrassing to be tricked by such a nobody.

Lin Le recited the Purifying Heaven and Earth Mantra again.

To regulate Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, and purify the city of plague.

Before long, the merits of more than five thousand people entered the inner realm of supernatural powers.

'They really don't value human life at all,' Lin Le remarked.

One act of merit is equivalent to one life, which means at least five thousand people will die from this plague. This is only because he arrived early; otherwise, half the people in the county would have died.

Lin Le took out a piece of nurtured ninth-grade jade from the leopard skin pouch, and with a pat, the jade was evenly divided into hundreds of pieces.

Hundreds of jade stones floated up and scattered around Lin Le.

Then, hundreds of golden rays flowed out from Lin Le's body, carving inside the jade.

He was inscribing the mantra for purifying heaven and earth.

The major epidemic that the mastermind behind this is trying to start will affect one state.

Lin Le obviously couldn't purify each village one by one, so he had to have someone else do it for him.

Not long after Lin Leming finished inscribing the Purifying Heaven and Earth Divine Mantra, he shook the banner in his hand, and hundreds of Dao soldiers appeared.

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of jade tablets inscribed with the Divine Mantra for Purifying Heaven and Earth fell into the hands of these Dao soldiers.

"Go and purify the plague in other counties and towns," Lin Le ordered.

Dao soldiers are not very intelligent, but they can still do errands.

The soldiers ran off in silence, scattering in all directions.

"Let's go, to the county town," Lin Le said to Ling Muzhu.

“Okay.” Ling Muzhu nodded. After walking for a day, Lin Le suddenly stopped and turned to walk towards the slope next to him.

Ling Muzhu was puzzled, but quickly understood why.

She heard cries for help.

The two slid down the slope and, as they approached the source of the groans, saw an old man weakly calling out:

"Is anyone there? Help! Is anyone there? Help!"

He seemed to hear a noise coming from the bushes next to him, turned his head, and saw Lin Le walking in with a sign.

Upon seeing the words written on the sign, the old man did not show any surprise; instead, he shrank back, as if afraid that Lin Le would see him.

Lin Le walked up to him and said, "Old man, why are you afraid of me? Weren't you the one shouting for help?"

The old man looked up from the haystack: "You're not with them?"

"Who are you with?" Lin Le squatted down and glanced at the old man's condition. "Your bones and tendons are broken. Those people really want you dead, old man."

The old man knew that Lin Lezhen had evil intentions, but it was too late to do anything about it. He said, "That's right, they just want this old man to be tortured to death."

"What grudge do you have that warrants such torment?" Lin Le asked.

"It's all about that little bit of money," the old man sighed. "Young man, to be honest, I'm also a doctor, but my medical skills are very ordinary. I can only treat some common ailments."

"I charge low prices for medicine, so the neighbors all want to come to me for treatment. I'm doing alright."

"But when people get old, they always feel they have to leave something behind. Later I saw that those doctors used magic and spiritual herbs to treat diseases, so the prices were very high."

"I was thinking about whether I should organize and discover some common medicinal herbs so that ordinary people could afford medicine."

"The number of people in the city suffering from lung disease has increased significantly this month. Ordinary doctors can't treat it, so only those famous doctors who are cultivators can. But those famous doctors charge high fees, and ordinary people like us can't afford it."

"So the old man used those common herbs to come up with some prescriptions, and as a last resort, he gave them to some seriously ill people to drink. Unexpectedly, the effect was quite good."

"As word spread, my reputation grew, and people started coming to me for treatment. Then some doctors got upset, thinking I was taking away their money, which is why I ended up like this."

After saying his last sentence, the old man sighed heavily.

After listening, Lin Le also looked at the old man with new respect. He wasn't the only one who thought of sorting out common herbs, after all, most of the people in this world are ordinary mortals.

He had previously encountered similar extraordinary individuals in the miscellaneous books of the Liu family in the Great Yan Kingdom.

Although there was more than one, Lin Le still respected him. In this world where immortality is prominent, whenever a Qi Refining cultivator takes action, most of the common diseases of mortals can be cured with their skills. Few people study the medical principles that are truly put into practice.

"Old man, you have a kind heart. May I ask your name?" Lin Le said with a smile, then reached out to pinch the old man's broken leg.

"Yuanze." The old man had just finished speaking when he felt a pain in his leg, followed by a tingling sensation.

Lin Le went to help the old man up: "Get up, sir."

Lin Le's body was as upright and strong as a pine tree, and Yuan Ze felt as if his body was being lifted up by the pine tree.

He tried taking a step, and instead of feeling pain in his leg, he felt very relaxed.

He knew he had encountered a wandering immortal.

Yuan Ze quickly distanced himself and was about to kneel down and bow, saying, "This humble old man pays his respects to the Immortal Master."

"No need to kneel." Lin Le helped the old man up. "With your great virtue, you don't need to kneel before me."

“I have no great virtue to speak of,” Yuan Ze said.

Lin Le laughed and said, "If I say you have it, then you have it. It's getting dark, let's go into the city first."

“Okay,” Yuan Ze said, looking somewhat reserved.

With Yuanze by their side, the three of them arrived at the front of the county town.

The city gates were already closed. Yuan Ze looked at Lin Le and said, "Immortal Master, shall we take the secret passage? This old man knows where one is."

After all, Yuanze was in his seventies or eighties, so he was naturally very familiar with the place where he had lived his whole life.

"No need for all that trouble." Lin Le placed his hand on Yuan Ze's shoulder, then lifted him up, and the three of them flew over the city wall and entered the city.

"Sir, you should go back first. My wife and I have some things to take care of," Lin Le said.

"Okay." Yuan Ze didn't dare to ask any more questions and jogged away.

In a secluded room filled with the aroma of herbs, five people sat cross-legged. None of them looked young, and the youngest of them was middle-aged.

If there were outsiders present, they would be astonished to discover that these five people are all well-known local doctors.

"How well has the disease spread?" the old man sitting in the middle asked weakly.

"I've already spread the word through my connections," the man next to him said first, followed by the others.

"Same here."

"It's already been distributed."

"It's all distributed."

The old man nodded slightly: "That's good. Whether everyone's cultivation can advance further, or even ascend to the Jade Capital, depends on the harvest in the next half month."

“Please think carefully again, is there anything we have overlooked? If our tracks are discovered, it is certain that our family will be wiped out.”

After thinking for a moment, everyone shook their heads. Then someone seemed to remember something and asked the person opposite, "Doctor Cai, how is that doctor named Yuan Ze doing?"

“His leg has already been broken and he’s been fed to the wolves.” Cai Langzhong nodded. “This young doctor does have some skill; he was able to curb the spread of the epidemic using only some common herbs.”

"That's good, but what should we do now that the prescription has already been circulated?" The man nodded, but then questioned.

Dr. Cai waved his hand: "It's alright. I've already bribed his son. Tomorrow, he'll bring a few commoners to put on a show, and I guarantee that the prescription will lose all credibility, minimizing the impact."

"That's good then." The man nodded.

(End of this chapter)