Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 196 - Farewell to Entering the City and Slapping It to Death
The news that a spiritual master had come to the village and was going to cure their illnesses spread quickly.

The villagers quickly gathered in the square in the center of the village, which was usually used for meetings and discussions, and eagerly watched the fair-skinned man standing under the tree.

Seeing his fair complexion and high-quality clothes, the villagers' suspicions vanished almost immediately.

This is indeed the appearance a celestial master should have.

The village chief stood at the front, counting heads to make sure no one was missing, before saying to Lin Le, "Immortal Master, everyone has arrived."

"Hmm." Lin Le nodded slightly, her lips moving, and then she raised her hand, and a green light spread into everyone's bodies.

Many villagers immediately felt a relief in their chests, their breathing became much smoother, and some even felt that their hands and feet were much more agile.

"Thank you, Immortal Master!" the village chief shouted.

The villagers, as if waking from a dream, shouted in unison to Lin Le, "Thank you, Immortal Master!"

"Okay." Lin Le nodded slightly. "Alright, let's disperse. Don't go into the city for the next day or two to avoid getting infected with the plague again."

"Yes." The village chief nodded and handed a money bag to Lin Le. "Master, this is for your medical expenses."

Lin Le picked out a tael or two of silver from the bag and then returned it to the village chief: "This is enough for me. Also, don't let outsiders in recently, especially quack doctors or charlatans."

"Huh?" The village chief was taken aback, then immediately understood, slapped his thigh and said, "Damn it! No wonder that bastard came so frequently those days! Turns out he brought the plague!"

He never imagined that this plague was entirely man-made!
But he couldn't understand what good this would do for that bastard. Did he want to drag a bunch of people down with him because he was infected?

Seeing Lin Le turn and leave, the village chief didn't dare to disturb him.

He turned around and hissed, "Mud Monkey, Er Gou, come with me!"

The two best archers in the village exchanged a glance, said nothing, and followed.

In this world of demons and monsters, villages that are adjacent to mountains and forests must have some kind of fierceness, otherwise they cannot frighten the demons in the deep mountains and forests.

That quack doctor dares to harm people, so he should be prepared to be killed!

Lin Le didn't say much about it, but simply planted golden light on each of the two hunters.

Back at An Hujin’s house, Ling Muzhu had transformed back into her robust peasant woman appearance.

Although they had been together for six years, the little girl, who was often drowsy, clearly didn't have a deep emotional bond with her "parents."

Aunt Jia knew this, so they didn't talk about anything private.

“Aunt Jia, then we’ll head into the city first. See you in a year,” Lin Le said.

"Okay." Aunt Jia didn't try to stop them. To her, the two people in front of her were no different from strangers, so she naturally wouldn't force them to stay, lest she offend them.

Lin Le and Ling Muzhu turned and left.

Seeing Lin Le and Ling Muzhu leave, An Hujin finally couldn't help but speak up: "Mother, you kept this from me for so long! Why didn't you tell me you were once a celestial master?"

"What am I telling you, so you can go around bragging like that?" Aunt Jia rolled her eyes at An Hujin. "Your mother doesn't have any cultivation right now. If people find out, they'll kidnap me. Do you want one or even a bunch of unauthorized fathers to keep you in line?"

"No, no!" An Hujin quickly shook his head. "But Mother, can you start teaching me cultivation?"

“Okay,” Aunt Jia readily agreed. “Before, you had no spiritual root and your family had no great wealth. Forcing you to cultivate would only have harmed you.”

"However, since a distinguished guest has come to our home today, money is no longer a problem."

"Yay!" An Hujin jumped three feet high with joy, like a little child.

Then he thought of something: "Right, what about my old man? Was he a cultivator before?"

"No, he's just an ordinary farmer." Aunt Jia shook her head. "Your old man is actually my second husband. My first husband died and my cultivation was destroyed, so I had no choice but to marry him."

"Huh?" An Hujin was taken aback. He hadn't expected this twist. He wondered how his father had managed to marry such a well-educated and reasonable mother. It turned out he had gotten lucky.

……

In Jiujiang City, Lin Le and Ling Muzhu successfully entered the city. Inside the city, the streets were deserted, with most pedestrians hurrying along and covering their mouths and noses.

After walking down a street, Lin Le and Ling Muzhu came to a block that had been sealed off. The officials covered their mouths and noses and had talismans on their bodies that emitted a faint glow.

If it were just a common plague, it wouldn't be a major disaster for any country. As long as a Foundation Establishment cultivator intervenes, the spread of the plague can be effectively stopped.

But it was clear that this plague was not simple, and the governor of this state had no intention of stopping it, because he was in cahoots with the person who spread the plague.

Fortunately, Lin Le wasn't with him; he was there to take their lives.

Upon seeing Lin Le and Ling Muzhu about to enter the block, an official immediately stopped them: "By order of the superior, no unauthorized personnel are allowed to enter!"

Lin Le shook the tiger-shaped support and said in a clear, calm voice, "I'm here for treatment."

"Do you have an official pass? Only doctors with official passes are allowed to enter," the official asked.

"A pass? You really treat it like a dish?" Lin Le shook his head and chuckled, a hint of coldness in his voice.

"Alright, then I'll just say that my wife and I also have the pneumonia, okay?" Lin Le said. "Isn't this block for isolating patients? I'm sick now, so I should be able to go in, right?"

The officer hesitated for a moment, but finally bowed and said, "Please, sir!"

His tone carried a hint of respect. Knowing full well the dangers, yet venturing into the lion's den—this kind of ethical physician is truly admirable.

"Let's go." Lin Le gestured with a slight upward tilt of his head.
The officers led Lin Le and Ling Muzhu to the entrance, said a few words, and the other officers prepared to let them pass, thinking it was better to avoid trouble.

"Wait, who gave you permission to let them in!"

A slightly shrill voice rang out, and a doctor with a goatee and a medicine chest angrily questioned him.

"They carry the plague and shouldn't be quarantined at the grain depot. What else could they be quarantined at?" the official replied indifferently.

"Do they have the plague?" The doctor looked Lin Le and Ling Muzhu up and down. The two of them looked energetic and didn't seem to have the plague at all.

"Who are you? How dare you break the agreement!" The doctor's tone was angry, but inwardly he was annoyed that he hadn't thought of this method.

If he could sneak in, he could eat as much as he wanted.

Lin Le glanced at him indifferently and slapped him: "Shut up."

Bang! Under Lin Le's terrifying strength, the doctor's head was smashed to pieces.

With a thud, the body slowly fell to the ground, blood flowing from its neck, the stench of blood filling the air.

Retracting his hand, which was spotless, Lin Le glanced at the officers who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy: "Get out of the way, it's not time to deal with you yet."

Seeing Lin Le kill without even blinking, the officials looked at each other and unknowingly made way for him.

With such a meager monthly salary, why risk your life?
Lin Le led Ling Muzhu into the neighborhood.

As he walked, his lips moved as if he were reciting something.

The energies of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements were brought under control, and began to dissipate the plague.

However, this is not a county town or prefecture town, but a state capital. The mastermind behind this plague has been keeping a close eye on the plague-causing atmosphere in the city.

He was startled when he sensed that the epidemic in the city had subsided.

A figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the neighborhood. He quickly scanned the area with his divine sense and locked onto the culprit who was reducing the plague.

Looking at Lin Le's doctor-like appearance, he frowned. A doctor from out of town?

He thought for a moment and decided to notify someone to come and handle it; now was not the time for him to expose himself.

But suddenly, he saw Lin Le raise his head.

Feeling the cold, heavy gaze upon him, he knew that the other man had discovered him.

Tsk, what kind of Nascent Soul True Lord is this, suddenly feeling a pang of kindness?
He descended and clasped his hands in greeting to Lin Le, saying, "Jiang Hanfei, a true disciple of the Nine Treasures Sect, greets fellow Daoist."

"The true teachings of the Nine Treasures Sect?" Lin Le said leisurely. "I think it's the true teachings of the Holy Heart Sect's Medical Demon."

Whoosh!
Without hesitation, Jiang Hanfei raised his hand and unleashed a beam of green light towards Lin Le.

The red and blue energy surged out, dissipating the layers of green light. Lin Le raised an eyebrow: "You're quite impatient, aren't you? In such a hurry to die."

After saying that, Lin Le exhaled a stream of black and white energy, which immediately transformed into two swords, one black and one white, that shot out and aimed directly at Jiang Hanfei's head.

Suddenly, two translucent ghost heads resembling bear heads burst forth from Jiang Hanfei's sleeves, opening their mouths to bite at the two black and white swords that were attacking.

Crack! The two plague spirits bit into the black and white twin swords, but the stalemate only lasted for a moment.

In an instant, the Yin-Yang Twin Swords pierced through the Plague Spirit and headed straight for Jiang Hanfei.

However, this slight delay was enough for Jiang Hanfei to react. He twisted his body and flew more than a hundred feet away.

"A sword cultivator!" A hint of apprehension flashed in Jiang Hanfei's eyes.

The sharp aura that the Yin-Yang twin swords possess can only be honed by sword cultivators.

Sword cultivators have always been synonymous with formidable combat power.

"Nascent Soul Stage Two, your cultivation is lower than I expected," Lin Le said calmly, as the Yin-Yang Twin Swords flew back to his side, swaying like two fish beside him.

"Ah Zhu, you try to deal with it first," he said.

"Me?" Ling Muzhu was taken aback. She, a Golden Core cultivator, was going to fight a Nascent Soul cultivator?
“Yes.” Lin Le nodded. “Don’t worry, the opponent is just a rushed Nascent Soul cultivator. His foundation is far less solid than yours. If you fight him seriously, you can still have a 50/50 chance.”

"okay."

Seeing that Lin Le said so, Ling Muzhu was not too afraid, after all, Lin Le would definitely take action.

Ling Muzhu produced the Jade Phoenix Sword in her hand, her aura bursting forth as she pointed the sword at Jiang Hanfei.

Jiang Hanfei was taken aback, then his face darkened. How dare a mere eighth-stage Golden Core cultivator provoke her? Just how much does he look down on people?
"Evil, look at the sword!"

With a delicate shout, Ling Muzhu transformed into a streak of light and charged towards Jiang Hanfei.

Jiang Hanfei snorted coldly, then slammed his palm down, filling the sky with green energy, which looked ominous.

He used all his strength in that palm strike, determined to kill that vile woman with one blow!
(End of this chapter)