The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 376 - 223: Strange Illness
The next day, Ning Xiaoxian dragged Tu Jin, who had long been keeping a low profile, out to the streets. This guy was an expert in controlling souls and might be useful in treating bizarre illnesses.
Upon arriving at the location, she discovered that the City Lord List had been taken down, indicating that someone had already taken on the business, causing her to panic. Had she known, she would have acted sooner yesterday.
As she was fretting, she noticed a guard still waiting nearby and had an idea. She approached and asked, "The list has been taken down, but has the City Lord’s daughter been cured yet?"
The guard earnestly replied, "Not yet. Lord Wu instructed me to continue waiting here for an expert."
Good, good, she hoped the person who snatched her business couldn’t cure the City Lord’s daughter’s illness. She wickedly thought.
The architecture of the Wutuo City Lord Mansion was simple and robust, not as luxurious and flashy as the Qi Family Mansion, but it occupied a larger area. Without a guide, she would indeed be lost. In this world, most land was not valuable, and people here did not have to experience the pain of struggling to find housing, unlike the many office workers in Huaxia who could only sigh at rising housing prices.
She had already inquired at the Qi Mansion; the City Lord of Wutuo City was surnamed Wu, named Wu Huo, an old man with white temples and a surprisingly straight posture, his eyes bright and piercing. Seeing him, Ning Xiaoxian couldn’t help but feel a bit sympathetic; his daughter was in a strange coma, and his only illegitimate child that could carry on the family line was killed by the second son of the Qi Family. Such a City Lord unexpectedly had his lineage cut off like that.
Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t notice what the people in front of her had said, until someone dressed like a staff member pointed angrily at her nose and said: "How dare you disrespect the City Lord! According to the law, you should receive thirty heavy beatings."
"Sorry." She snapped back to reality and immediately apologized, "I am a Pill Master, with some insights on treating rare and strange diseases, and I am willing to try to help the City Lord’s daughter."
Being a Cultivator, she didn’t need to show excessive respect toward the mortal superiors. Her words were neither polite nor harsh, but Wu Huo noticed the indifference between her brows.
The girl in front of him looked only about seventeen or eighteen years old. However, having held office for many years, he knew that immortals could appear very young. She claimed to be a Pill Master, but most Pill Masters were Cultivators.
"May I ask, Miss, are you...?" he hesitated a bit.
Ning Xiaoxian knew what he was asking, so she nodded.
Wu Huo’s face brightened for a moment, then dimmed again as he sighed, "Several Immortal Masters have already come to diagnose at Yunfang Temple, but they couldn’t determine the cause of the illness. I hope you, immortal, can achieve a breakthrough." He instantly changed how he addressed her.
The Cultivators who arrived first couldn’t diagnose the cause, excellent indeed. She tried to suppress the joy in her eyes, to avoid being seen as too heartless. In reality, she needn’t have been so careful; Cultivators usually behaved casually in front of mortals.
"How long have those Daoists been here?"
"About one and a half hours."
She frowned, those people had stayed in the mansion for quite a while, apparently very determined to obtain the ginseng fruit tree.
A maid in the mansion led her into a small courtyard, where several layers of curtains in the room were lightly draping down, and a woman could vaguely be seen lying on a carved wooden bed, motionless.
There were three Cultivators standing in the courtyard, whispering among themselves. When she and Tu Jin entered, they looked up and ceased talking. These three men, after finishing their diagnosis, probably found it inappropriate to stay inside a lady’s room, and thus had come out to discuss things.
Ning Xiaoxian’s aura was a bit strange, while Tu Jin restrained himself to appear just like a regular person. The tallest of the three Cultivators moved his lips as if to speak, but was stopped by another.
She nodded at the three men as a form of greeting and walked straight forward, stepping over the threshold into the young lady’s boudoir where a blast of warm air hit her face.
As soon as she entered, she heard an unhappy voice from outside, "Quite rude!" loud enough for her to hear, probably spoken by that tall one.
She ignored it, instructed the maid to open the mesh and beaded curtains around the bed so she could get a closer look. The maid glanced at Tu Jin standing behind her and hesitated. This young man, shouldn’t he avoid staying in the young lady’s boudoir?
Ning Xiaoxian smiled and said: "He’s with me, kindness is common to all doctors, it’s fine." Implying that they should treat Tu Jin as a doctor.
Then, she set down her bamboo basket, opened the lid, and to the maid’s astonished gaze, took out a delicate White Fox from the basket, placing it on the patient’s quilt.
This fox was truly beautiful and adorable, unfortunately wrapped in bandages, looking like a patient itself. The maid first was delighted to see it, then puzzledly thought: "The immortal brought a fox to help with the diagnosis?" Fortunately, she knew that the means of the immortals were complex, maybe this fox could actually treat illnesses? She suppressed her curiosity and kept silent.
