77: Chapter 77 Making Things Difficult

The heart that had been suspended throughout the journey finally relaxed by more than half.

He had finally arrived at this famous Spiritual City of the Luoshui Sect.

As long as he could find Divine Doctor Wei and beg him to treat her, Zhou Yao would be able to wake up from her coma.

Thinking of Zhou Yao, who was still lying in the Immortal Cave, Li Qing couldn't help but quicken his pace, his eyes filled with urgency.

This Divine Doctor Wei had immense fame in Yingshui City; almost everyone knew of him, and his status in Yingshui City was second only to the Luoshui Sect.

Li Qing casually grabbed a peddler selling Spiritual Fruit on the street and asked where Divine Doctor Wei was, and the peddler enthusiastically pointed the way.

Passing through the bustling market and turning into a quiet alley, he didn't walk far before he saw a quaint courtyard standing at the end of the alley. The vermilion wooden gate was wide open, and a plaque with gold characters on a black background hung on the lintel, inscribed with the characters 'Wei Family Medical Hall'.

However, the scene before his eyes made Li Qing freeze in place.

There was a long line at the entrance of the medical hall, winding from the courtyard all the way to the entrance of the alley, densely packed with people.

There were old Cultivators with gray hair, Luoshui Sect Disciples wearing exquisite dharma robes, and commoners in coarse cloth clothes. Although their attire was mixed, the line was exceptionally orderly.

Li Qing subconsciously slowed his pace.

He hadn't expected so many people to be queuing, and among those in line, there were quite a few Cultivators at the Qi Refining Peak and Perfection. What surprised Li Qing even more was that two of them had restrained auras, with a faint pressure, and they were clearly Foundation Establishment Masters!

Foundation Establishment Masters were high and mighty existences, yet now they were obediently queuing to see a doctor. The reputation of this Divine Doctor Wei was likely even greater than he had imagined.

Li Qing didn't think much more and obediently stood at the end of the line.

The line moved very slowly. While waiting patiently, Li Qing observed his surroundings.

His ears were filled with low chatter.

'Have you heard? A few days ago, Senior Zhang, a Foundation Establishment Master from the west of the city, had his ribs broken by a Yao Beast's claw, and his bones were displaced. Divine Doctor Wei didn't use medicine; he just set the bones by hand, applied some homemade medicinal herbs, and he was fully recovered in three days, as if nothing had happened!'

'That's nothing. There was a Foundation Establishment Master who was poisoned by a rare, strange toxin. He ate a pile of detox pills, but it was useless, and he was on the verge of death. Divine Doctor Wei administered one dose of herbal decoction, and he immediately recovered. He truly has miraculous healing skills!'

'There was also a Foundation Establishment Master from the Luoshui Sect who suffered from Qi Deviation during a Breakthrough and started going mad. Divine Doctor Wei went over once, and within a few days, the person was cured. Although his Realm dropped by one level, he at least saved his life!'

The more Li Qing listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Why were all the cases these people mentioned about Foundation Establishment Cultivators?

Li Qing suddenly had a bad premonition.

Waiting from noon until the sun slanted west, the sun slowly sank, stretching people's shadows long. Finally, it was Li Qing's turn.

He took a deep breath and followed the receiving Disciple into the medical hall's courtyard.

Several rare Spiritual Plants were planted in the courtyard, and the rich medicinal fragrance hit his face, making him feel refreshed.

In the center was a two-story wooden building with three rooms, looking quaint and elegant. Standing at the stairs was a young man in a cyan Daoist robe, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, at the Qi Refining Peak. His face was handsome, but his eyes were full of arrogance. He held his chin slightly up, looking down at people, appearing completely dismissive.

'Next.'

The young man didn't even lift his head, flipping through a thick register in his hand, his voice flat and perfunctory.

Li Qing hurriedly walked forward and respectfully bowed.

'Junior Li Hu has come from afar to seek an audience with Divine Doctor Wei. I ask that Senior Brother please pass on the message.'

Only then did the young man slowly lift his eyes and scan Li Qing. His gaze lingered on him for an instant, and he immediately sensed that he only had the cultivation of Qi Refining Level 8. The contempt and impatience in his eyes were immediately revealed. He curled his lips and said:

'My Master is not in the medical hall; he has gone to the deep mountains to travel and gather Spiritual Plants. His return date is uncertain, ranging from ten days to half a month, or even one or two months. You should go back.'

Li Qing hadn't expected his luck to be this bad, but he still said sincerely:

'Senior Brother, I really have an urgent matter, an urgent matter of saving a life! When will Divine Doctor Wei likely return? Even if you could just help me leave a name, and notify me when he returns, that would be fine!'

'I said, why can't you understand human speech?'

The young man instantly frowned, his tone becoming extremely impatient.

'I already said his return date is uncertain. Besides, even if my Master were here, he is not someone a small Loose Cultivator at the Qi Refining Stage like you can see just because you want to!'

He reached out and pointed at the crowd still queuing in the courtyard, raising his voice deliberately, his face full of disdain:

'Don't you see? Those two Foundation Establishment Seniors inside can only obediently leave their names and wait for my Master to call them when he has time. Even they have to queue and wait. You, a Cultivator at the Qi Refining Stage, come up and want to see my Master? Where do you get the confidence?'

Speaking of this, the young man puffed out his chest again, reporting his identity with full arrogance:

'My name is Su Yan, and I am the youngest Disciple of Divine Doctor Wei. I have learned seven or eight tenths of my Master's craft. If you only have minor ailments like headaches, fever, or Spiritual Qi disorder, I can cure you easily, and it won't be a wasted trip. If you want to beg my Master to act personally, you should give up on that idea as soon as possible!'

Li Qing's expression instantly turned ugly. Now he understood completely. No wonder all the cases these people mentioned were about Foundation Establishment Cultivators; Divine Doctor Wei simply didn't treat people at the Qi Refining Stage!

Li Qing gritted his teeth and bowed again, saying:

'Senior Brother Su, I am not seeking medical treatment for myself, but for my close friend. She was injured by a villain with a Soul-Devouring Needle, and her Divine Soul is damaged, leaving her in a coma. I heard that Divine Doctor Wei's medical skills are divine, which is why I traveled thousands of miles to come here. I beg Senior Brother to please pass on the message. No matter how long I have to wait, I am willing to wait!'

'Soul-Devouring Needle?'

Su Yan raised his eyebrows, pondered the name, and waved his hand with total indifference.

'Whatever needle, it sounds like just a little damage to the Divine Soul, what a big deal. You know about the soul-nourishing pill, right? Buy one and have her take it; it can alleviate the consumption of the Divine Soul and just keep her alive for now. Don't pester me here!'

When Li Qing heard this, he frowned.

How could he not know about the soul-nourishing pill? It could only treat injuries to the Divine Soul, but Zhou Yao's Divine Soul was incomplete.

This was simply not the right medicine for the condition.

'No, this medicine absolutely cannot be tried!'

Li Qing's attitude was exceptionally firm as he looked at Su Yan and begged again.

'Senior Brother Su, the soul-nourishing pill is simply not the right cure. I cannot risk my friend's life. I beg you to pass the message to Divine Doctor Wei; I really have run out of options!'

Su Yan had already been impatient with Li Qing's pestering, and seeing him dare to contradict him, his expression turned gloomy, and he sneered.

'Wait? You should go pee and look at your own reflection! A Loose Cultivator at Qi Refining Level 8, and you think you are worthy of having my Master act personally?'

'Who is my Master? He is a Divine Doctor who can bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh and bones. All the Foundation Establishment Cultivators in Yingshui City, and even Sect Elders, are queuing up to beg him for treatment. You, a nobody at the Qi Refining Stage, dare to have such wishful thinking?'

Su Yan became more and more excessive as he spoke, pointing at Li Qing's nose without giving him any face at all.

He even deliberately took two steps back, as if afraid that Li Qing would dirty his Daoist robe, his face full of disgust.