Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 202 - Critical Situation in Business Transactions

Five days after Lin Le arrived at Bigui Danfang, a plaque named Mukangtang was hung in front of a small house.

There was also a sign in front of the door, indicating that it specializes in treating sprains, bruises, and internal injuries.

Tang Zhihong is a demon hunter.

Humans live in groups along spiritual veins and build cities, while in the wilderness, demon kings naturally use spiritual veins as a geographical advantage to gather lesser demons and roar over a region.

Beside the Nine Treasures Sect, there was a Demon Lord who had left his body and occupied the Ten Thousand Trees Mountain Range, commanding tens of thousands of demon soldiers and generals.

It and its demonic minions constantly spy on human territory, greedily eyeing these walking elixirs.

Humans are a great medicine in their eyes, and they are the same in the eyes of humans. Demon blood can be used to make medicine, demon flesh can strengthen the body, and demon skin, bones and scales can be used to make weapons.

Thus, demon hunters were born. They ventured deep into the wilderness to hunt down lone demons, or were hunted down by the demons themselves.

Looking at the sign in front of him, and seeing the words "50% off for new store opening," Tang Zhihong hesitated for a moment before going inside.

Upon entering, one would see the owner and his wife playing chess.

Noticing someone enter, the fair-skinned shop owner stood up: "Are you here to treat internal injuries?"

Tang Zhihong was surprised. He had indeed come to treat his internal injuries. A few days ago, he and his companions had hunted a golden leopard that had become a demon.

After returning home to cultivate his spirituality following the war, he felt a dull pain in his chest meridians that did not subside for several days, so he went out to find a clinic for treatment.

Seeing that the doctor could spot the lesion at a glance, Tang Zhihong immediately felt relieved, knowing that at least this doctor had real skills.

"Yes," Tang Zhihong nodded. "Doctor, can you treat this?"

The doctor didn't answer, but instead said, "Give me your hand."

Tang Zhihong quickly reached out his hand.

The doctor placed his hand under his wrist, paused for a few seconds, and then said, "Do you want it fast or slow? Fast is 500 taels, slow is 100 taels. Today is our grand opening, so we can give you a 50% discount on either one."

Instead of making a choice, Tang Zhihong asked, "Doctor, what's wrong with my internal injuries?"

The doctor glanced at him and said, "The wood and fire elements are stagnant, and the metal element element has also damaged the body, which is why it has been taking so long to heal."

Tang Zhihong then said with relief, "How long will it take for the fast one and the slow one?"

He also had some basic medical knowledge, and what the doctor said was pretty much what he had estimated.

"It could be as soon as possible, or as long as ten days to half a month," the doctor said.

Tang Zhihong considered it for a moment and said, "It should be quick."

Only two hundred and fifty taels.

"Small business, no credit, pay first," Lin Le said.

Tang Zhihong took out the money from his wallet and said readily, "Here you go, doctor."

After receiving the money, the doctor went to the medicine cabinet, opened a drawer, and took out a handful of wet mud.

"Pull open the shirt at the chest," the doctor instructed.

Tang Zhihong pulled open his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.

The doctor slapped the wet mud onto the man's chest, then felt heat rising from his palm. He rubbed it a few times, then removed the dried mud and threw it into a nearby trash can.

"Alright, try circulating the technique yourself," the doctor said, clapping his hands.

"So fast?" Tang Zhihong circulated his cultivation technique with some skepticism, only to find that the pain he used to feel was indeed gone.

"If I say it will work immediately, it will work immediately," the doctor said, stroking his goatee.

Tang Zhihong gave a thumbs up and then said, "Do you sell pills? Give me three bottles of Essence Pills."

"Good quality, excellent quality, rare quality?" the doctor asked.

Rare and precious?! Tang Zhihong caught a glimpse of that word and couldn't help but ask, "Doctor, can you refine rare and precious pills?"

“Of course.” The doctor nodded. “How can one practice medicine within the Nine Treasures Sect’s territory without real skills?”

"That's true." Tang Zhihong nodded. "How much for a rare item?"

"One bottle per person, and the premium grade costs ten spirit stones per bottle," the doctor said.

Ten spirit stones, that's expensive! Tang Zhihong knew this was the normal price, but he said somewhat unwillingly, "Is this also discounted?"

The doctor looked at him like he was an idiot: "What are you thinking? This kind of good stuff is never included in the discount range. At most, it's only discounted for premium items."

Tang Zhihong was immediately disappointed, but after the doctor said something else, he cheered up.

"However, since you're my first patient since I opened, to bring good luck, I can give you a 66.66% discount," the doctor said, changing the subject.

"66% off!" Tang Zhihong immediately replied, "Okay, give me a bottle."

He then placed the spirit stones and some silver on the cabinet.

The doctor took out a bottle of pills from his storage bag and handed it to Tang Zhihong: "Here you go."

Tang Zhihong took it, opened it, poured out a pill, and took a look. Seeing the cloud patterns on the pill, he couldn't help but feel excited. It really was a rare and precious pill!
"Thank you, doctor!" Tang Zhihong said.

The doctor waved his hand: "Just tell others how I am."

"Okay." Tang Zhihong turned and left.

However, no new patients came in as night fell.

The doctor wasn't too surprised, since the local clinics had already snapped up all the potential customers.

People who are injured or sick are more likely to go to a familiar clinic, because it's a matter of life and death, and they won't be bribed for petty gains.

The doctor closed the door and transformed back into his original form—a handsome young man. Lin Le activated the warning array and looked at the woman beside him: "A-Zhu, it's time to cultivate."

"Hmm." Ling Muzhu got up somewhat reluctantly.

She changed her clothes again today. She wore a white shirt, which was not unusual in style, but the material was slightly transparent, and you could vaguely see the purple underneath.

She wore an extremely tight-fitting rubber bodycon skirt on her lower body. The skirt looked very form-fitting, and when it tightly wrapped around her wide, millstone-like buttocks, you could see the obvious cleavage formed by the two sides being squeezed together.

Beneath the skirt, two glistening black silk stockings encased the wearer's long, slender, and shapely legs.

Her muscles were full, making her thighs appear plump and well-proportioned, while her calves were slender and gracefully curved. The silk stockings also created an alluring crease on her fleshy thighs.

She wore a pair of purple peep-toe high heels, about two inches high, on her size 36 feet. The thin, sheer silk stockings revealed her small, delicate toes opening and closing, showing her shameful state of mind.

"Junior brother, do you really have to wear this?" Ling Muzhu asked, pulling at the short skirt that only reached her upper thighs.

Every time a breeze blows, she feels a little chilly.

"Of course, this is for a smoother cultivation process," Lin Le said, spouting nonsense with a straight face.

What could Ling Muzhu do? She was completely under Lin Le's thumb.

Lin Le picked up Ling Muzhu around the waist and carried her to the bedroom, then threw her onto the third-generation large bed.

As for the second generation? It has already been crushed.

More than ten days later, Lin Le once again came back to his senses from the afterglow of dual cultivation.

He glanced at the three golden cores within his body, and realized that he had achieved two cycles in one breath and ten revolutions.

Looks like it'll take time to work things out.

Lin Le sighed inwardly. In just over ten days, even with continuous dual cultivation with Ling Muzhu, who possessed a Daoist body, he had only progressed from the early to the middle stages.

It is foreseeable that it will take him another month or two of painstaking effort to complete the tenth stage of his cultivation.

Using merit points from the underground channels could speed things up, but he felt it wasn't worth it, considering one takes twenty-seven years while the other only takes one or two months.

'Let's wait a bit.'

Lin Le got up from Ling Muzhu, covered her with a blanket, and went out the door, transforming into a fair-skinned middle-aged man.

As soon as he opened the shop door, Lin Le shouted, "Old Li, the usual!"

"Alright!" an old man at a stall in the distance shouted back.

Shortly afterward, he brought over two drawers, placed them on the counter, and said with a smile, "Dr. Lin, you and your wife have been working hard again?"

"Yes." Lin Le opened the lid, and white steam rose like mushrooms, carrying a salty and fragrant aroma.

Old Li chuckled and said, "Dr. Lin really knows how to take care of himself; he always manages to keep your wife in bed."

Lin Le took out a large steamed bun and looked at Old Li with a half-smile: "What, you want the recipe?"

"Hey, I didn't want it, I didn't want it!" Old Li quickly waved his hand, "I'm too old for this, it's no use to me."

Taking a bite of the bun, the tender, juicy meat inside, along with the piping hot, delicious sauce, rushed into Lin Le's mouth, making him devour it in just a few bites.

Lin Le took out another steamed bun and asked, "Is this what your friend wanted?"

"Hehe, actually it's for my eldest grandson." Old Li rubbed his hands. "His cultivation method damages his kidney energy, so he's bound to be a little unsatisfactory in that area."

"Although he is devoted to Taoism, this flaw is not a big deal, but he will eventually have children, so it's better to fix it as soon as possible."

"Understood." Lin Le ate a steamed bun, wrote down a prescription, and handed it to Old Li. "Here, take this, one dose every seven days."

"Alright." Old Li carefully put away the prescription as if it were a treasure. "Doctor, just tell me what you want to eat in the future, and I'll give you a 20% discount."

"Alright." Lin Le waved his hand, signaling Old Li to get to work.

Just as Lin Le finished eating a steamer of buns, Ling Muzhu also appeared, disguised as a middle-aged woman, twisting her waist as she walked out, though her steps were a little awkward, as if she were injured.

Even though her face is ordinary, it cannot hide the languid and luxurious temperament that emanates from her very being.

She came to Lin Le's side, grabbed the soft flesh of Lin Le's waist, and then twisted it hard.

"Ouch!" Lin Le cried out in exaggerated pain, "You're trying to murder your husband!"

"Hmph!" Ling Muzhu snorted coldly, ignoring him, and simply opened the drawer, took out the pastries she had made, and fed them to her mouth.

Lin Le shrugged and didn't say anything more, after all, they had gone a bit too far last night.

After finishing breakfast, Lin Le returned the drawer to Old Li.

Sitting in a rocking chair, Lin Le crossed his legs and read a novel he had bought at the market.

Ling Muzhu, meanwhile, was holding a needle and thread, slowly embroidering a handkerchief.

On the other side, Tang Zhihong frowned as he looked at the doctor's quote: "Thirty spirit stones, isn't that too expensive?"

"Then go find someone else to treat you," the doctor opposite said calmly.

After glancing at the man's injuries, Tang Zhihong had no choice but to compromise and pool his spirit stones with his teammates.

However, since hunting demons is inherently precarious, most demon hunters will spend almost all their spirit stones before setting off.

The three of them pooled their money and only managed to raise twenty spirit stones.

Seeing this, the man on the ground forced a smile and said, "Alright, you can keep these spirit stones to heal your own injuries. As long as I can save my life, that's enough."

The crowd fell silent. Saving his life was certainly an achievement, and no doctor was needed. The problem was that his cultivation would be completely lost, and his physique would be worse than that of an ordinary person.

How to do?
(End of this chapter)