Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 204 Making Things Difficult for Rogue Medical Disputes
"You want me to make things difficult for Mu Kangtang?" Upon hearing this order, the squad leader of the enforcement team immediately shook his head. "No, no!"

The captain asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there a problem with Mu Kangtang?"

"This is a huge problem!" the squad leader said. "Wang Mazi died almost a month ago, didn't he? It was him who did it. He died without any chance to fight back, and was chopped into charcoal."

"I suspect he's a Foundation Establishment cultivator, or even a demonic cultivator," the squad leader whispered.

He still can't forget the appearance of the dragon-bird descending. He felt that only demonic cultivators could be tainted by such a fierce and evil aura.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator who came from a demonic cultivation background? The captain remained silent. That would be difficult to handle. These demons should either not be provoked, or if they were, they should be killed with a single blow.

Being vengeful is a basic quality of demonic cultivators.

It's not worth provoking a demonic cultivator for such a small amount of money.

"Alright then." The captain nodded. "Then let Old Man Yang double, no, triple the amount. If he doesn't, then let's just leave it at that."

"Okay." The squad leader nodded.

At Huichuntang, Doctor Yang frowned upon hearing his apprentice's reply: "That damned Chi Zhixin, daring to rip me off! Tsk, tell him I'll double the price. Take it or leave it. If he doesn't want to, I'll find someone else!"

He has his own people, but it's more convenient for him to work with the law enforcement team, so he contacted them.

The apprentice went to reply, but quickly received a response that they wouldn't do it unless the price was tripled.

This made Doctor Yang frown slightly. He knew Chi Zhixin's personality well; he wouldn't let go of immediate benefits.

He could mistake the previous price increase for extortion, but this time he refused, which means that Mu Kangtang really has something to hide that makes Chi Zhixin wary.

However, the triple price still stung a little.

After thinking it over, he said, "Then forget it. If he doesn't want to do it, then I won't."

It's just a newly opened small clinic. How could it possibly compete with these local bullies who have been entrenched for decades? Humph!

"News has spread that all pharmacies are prohibited from supplying Mukangtang," said Doctor Yang.

Practicing medicine definitely requires medicinal materials; without them, what can a doctor treat?

A month later, Mu Kangtang and Lin Le used a push and a pull to straighten the broken bones in the patient's body.

"Alright, with your constitution, you'll be fine after a few days of rest. Just don't do any heavy work with your hands during that time," Lin Le said as she wrapped bandages around his neck.

"Thank you, doctor," the burly-looking patient said gratefully.

"Mm." Lin Le nodded slightly.

In the past month, the number of patients seeking treatment at Mukangtang has been increasing.

This is the result of the publicity efforts of the four Tang brothers.

Moreover, half a month ago, Lin Le used silver needles to conceal the fact that he had reattached a severed arm, which further enhanced his reputation and spread throughout the demon hunter community.

As a result, more and more demon hunters came to Lin Le for treatment of their injuries and illnesses.

After all, Lin Le's medical treatments are truly affordable. He can diagnose at least two different treatments for each illness, and even his expensive treatments are far better than those at other clinics.

Those clinics are really no good. Not only are their medicines ineffective, but they also insist on dividing treatment into one or two stages, which worsens some injuries in order to charge higher treatment fees.

At Huichuntang Clinic, Dr. Yang, who was on duty for the day, frowned as he looked at the sparse number of patients. He also noticed that the clinic's customer traffic was decreasing.

"Have any other clinics been up to anything lately?" Doctor Yang asked his apprentice.

Although Huichuntang and other medical clinics are allies, they are also competitors. After all, the market is only so big, and if one takes more, another will take less.

The reason this alliance was formed in the first place was to avoid having an extra mouth to feed and competing with them for food.

"No." The apprentice shook his head, then explained, "Most of those demon hunters went to Mukang Hall."

Demon hunters are the main customers of the clinic, since cultivators are all strong and healthy and almost never get sick. If they do get sick, it's because of their cultivation.

Unlike demon hunters, every time they go out to hunt in the wilderness, they will bring back some injuries and illnesses, after all, the demons are not mindless beasts.

It's common for demon hunters to be killed instead of the hunters.

Mu Kangtang? Doctor Yang's brows furrowed even more: "Who supplies them with medicine?"

"No," the apprentice shook his head. "The other shops in the workshop have always had normal order volumes, so it's probably something he brought himself."

"Then let's wait a few more months..." Doctor Yang stopped talking. Continuing to wait would be bad for their clinic, since the patient had gone to Mukangtang and they had earned all the goodwill.

If they ever say they're out of medicine, and someone from Mu Kangtang tells others, those demon hunters might just sell the medicine to Mu Kangtang themselves.

These demon hunters are the main source of some rare and precious herbs and medicinal plants.

Then his tactic of restricting pharmacy shipments became ineffective, because Mukangtang had its own stable supply channels.

annoying!

Doctor Yang's expression was gloomy. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Go, have A-Da and the others mess with Mu Kangtang and ruin his reputation!"

"Yes." The apprentice withdrew.

The apprentice left Huichuntang and came to a small courtyard. He pushed open the door and went inside.

As soon as I entered, I saw five thug-like men drinking and bragging over a few dishes.

Hearing someone enter, the men turned around. Ah Da, sitting in the main seat, tossed a peanut into his mouth, ground it with his teeth, and said:

"Hey, isn't this Brother Ma? What kind of job do you have this time? Kidnapping or murder?"

The apprentice said calmly, "This job is easy. We'll do what we used to do: pretend to be a patient and ruin Mukangtang's reputation."

"Mukangtang?" Ah Da took a small sip of wine. "That clinic that's been really popular lately?" "Yes." The apprentice nodded.

Ah Da fiddled with the peanuts: "Who's behind this clinic?"

He knew that every shop that could survive in Bigui Danfang had someone backing it up.

Those who thought they could stand firm on their own merits were all played to death by people like him.

“Nobody here,” the apprentice shook his head. “They’re from out of town.”

"From out of town?" A hint of amusement flashed in Ah Da's eyes. "Don't try to fool me. Can someone from out of town really work peacefully for a month?"

People from out of town like this, without proper connections, will have to close down in ten days or half a month. Do they really think the law enforcement team is a bunch of wolves who eat vegetables?

"That's just how it is." The apprentice said impatiently, "It was arranged by Doctor Yang himself. What, you think you can refuse?"

"How could that be? After all, we rely on Doctor Yang for our livelihood." Ah Da clapped his hands and said with a forced smile, "But it's always better to be cautious in everything."

"Don't worry, we'll get things done in the next few days."

"Hmph!" The apprentice snorted coldly, turned and left, "Hurry up!"

Watching the apprentice leave, Ah Da took another bite of a crispy fried soybean, making a crunching sound.

"Boss, what's the plan?" the underling asked.

"Let's find out what's going on first." Ah Da picked up a piece of mutton, put it in his mouth, bit it a few times, and swallowed it. "This little horse probably didn't tell the truth."

"Understood." The younger brother nodded.

Two or three days later, in the same small courtyard, the underlings reported:
"Boss, that Mu Kangtang is that doctor surnamed Lin and his wife."

"His cultivation level should be the eleventh level of Qi Refining, but it's probably a disguise. He should be at the Foundation Establishment stage. I asked the enforcement team, and they said that Wang Mazi was secretly killed by a lightning spell."

"Tsk, so it's Foundation Establishment, no wonder." Ah Da stroked his chin. He wondered why the enforcement team didn't dare to cause trouble; it turned out he was at the Foundation Establishment stage.

The Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators are considered a core group in Bigui Danfang, so it's normal that the enforcement team doesn't want to cause trouble.

"Alright, brothers, get ready." A-Da clapped his hands and said, "Let's teach this great cultivator a lesson. Being strong in cultivation isn't omnipotent; you also need to know how to navigate social situations."

"Yes!" the underlings replied in unison, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

On this day, Lin Le had just finished bandaging a wounded soldier when a burly man with a fierce face ran into the store, followed by four other men.

The man, dressed in a gray cloth shirt, clutched his chest with his left hand and waved his right hand wildly as he slammed into the counter: "Old man! What medicine did you prescribe the other day? After taking it, my chest hurts like it's been bitten by a snake!"

The man howled in a hoarse voice, attracting many onlookers from the roadside.

Lin Le remained calm, watching the scene with amusement, as it was the first time he had ever witnessed someone causing a disturbance at a hospital.

Lin Le sat there upright: "Is faking illness fun, you bastard?"

"You dog?" Upon seeing Lin Le directly hurling insults at him, the five men's eyes flashed with anger.

Ah Da walked up to the counter: "Dr. Lin, what do you mean? My brother got treatment here and got sick again. Instead of trying to resolve this, you dare to curse us!"

"So what if I curse you? You're a bunch of scum. I'd rather not even touch you, let alone kill you," Lin Le said calmly. "Tell me, who sent you?"

A sense of unease crept into Ah Da's heart, after all, Lin Le was too calm.

But knowing that killing was forbidden in the Bi Gui Dan Fang, Ah Da still felt somewhat confident.

No matter how capable Lin Le is, can he be more powerful than the Nine Treasures Sect?
Ah Da's face was fierce: "Old man, you've made a mistake in treating the illness, do you even know that!"

"Who can testify?" Lin Le asked leisurely.

“The five of us!” Ah Dadao turned around, but froze on the spot.

There was no one around him; the shop and the street were completely empty.

All was silent; there wasn't a single human voice to be heard.

A chill that seeped into his very bones coiled around Ah Da's heart like a venomous snake.

"Is anyone there?" Lin Le's voice came faintly from the side.

Gurgle——

His throat bobbed, and he swallowed hard. Ah Da knew he had kicked a hornet's nest.

Thump! Ah Da knelt down and banged his head three times, drawing blood from his forehead.

He cried out in panic, "My lord, spare me! My lord, spare me! I was only asked by Huichuntang to smear you!"

"I have absolutely no intention of disrespecting you in the slightest."

"Huichuntang?" Lin Le flipped through the rogue's memories and nodded slightly. "I understand. Go back now."

"Yes!" Ah Da immediately rushed out of the store and staggered towards his safe house, not even noticing the pedestrians around him.

When they arrived at their safe house, Ah Da suddenly felt his heart tighten.

"No!"

Ah Da understood what this meant, but it was too late.

He let out a wail and collapsed, lifeless.

(End of this chapter)