37: The doctor almost killed someone; the cause of the illness has been identified.

"What on earth are you two talking about?"

"Why can't I understand? The Elder usually dotes on me the most."

"He used to bathe me when I was little. Why don't I know what you're talking about?"

Ji Lingyu grew anxious, unable to understand the conversation between the two.

He paced around in frustration, looking like he was determined to get to the bottom of it.

"Alright, go wait outside. Don't interfere with my treatment."

Qin Dong gave Ji Lingyu a strange look.

He was the first to kick him out. It was a pity; this guy's looks and IQ didn't quite match.

He was blessed with a fine appearance for nothing.

From afar, a Sleeping Dragon; up close, a Li Kui.

No wonder Ji Lingshuang knew more about the Ji Family's secrets than he did.

This guy didn't look like someone who could keep a secret.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Alright, alright. Brother, please head out first."

Ji Lingshuang was somewhat helpless; her brother really was a bit...

Seeing his sister say this, Ji Lingyu could only frown and slowly retreat.

"Please forgive him, Junior Brother Lin. Please continue."

Qin Dong nodded and began circulating his Cultivation Technique.

Among the nearly two hundred techniques he practiced, there were naturally some involving the path of medicine.

Clear Spirit Dust-Returning Art!

He pointed his index finger, and a faint aura of life drifted toward the Ji Family Elder on the bed.

That aura was like a spring breeze brushing against willows—gentle and full of vitality as it slowly merged into the Elder's body.

With the injection of Life Qi, a hint of color returned to the Ji Family Elder's pale face, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Qin Dong's brow furrowed slightly as he thought, "Something's not right."

While his Major Achievement Profound Rank Medium Grade techniques had some healing effects, they shouldn't be superior to the pills of many Foundation Establishment level alchemists.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the Ji Family Elder's face, which had shown signs of recovery, gradually turned pale again, returning to his original state.

"Junior Brother Lin, it's no use. Although you have some skill..."

"...we've already tried this kind of treatment hundreds of times."

Ji Lingshuang clenched her pink fists and let out a helpless sigh.

Had it ended in failure after all?

"Let me try again."

Qin Dong refused to believe it.

He immediately activated all the healing-related techniques in his body and began to investigate the Ji Family Elder's condition over and over again.

Suddenly, fluctuations of True Yuan from various elemental techniques—lightning, fire, wind, earth, and ice—lit up the room.

"Electrocute him!"

"Pour water into him!"

"Burn him!"

A look of surprise flashed in Ji Lingshuang's beautiful eyes.

Besides being surprised by these peculiar healing methods, she was amazed that this unremarkable Outer Sect Disciple possessed techniques of so many different attributes.

Ji Lingshuang's heart wavered.

Was he really the descendant of some Fierce Doctor, a Miraculous Healer, the successor of the God of Alchemy's Cough Relief, or the master of Old Man Xiong's Secret Formula?

In an instant, the flame of hope that had been extinguished in Ji Lingshuang's heart flared up again.

Perhaps... there really was a chance to wake the Elder.

On the other side, Qin Dong had actually discovered the result long ago.

But to be worthy of those fifty thousand Spirit Stones, he had to keep up the act.

"Shock him again! Increase the voltage!"

After another fifteen minutes, the Ji Family Elder suddenly began to foam at the mouth.

Qin Dong stepped back and performed the Clear Spirit Dust-Returning Art again, finally calming him down.

After finishing, sweat poured down his face.

That was close; he almost really electrocuted him to death.

"Phew, phew, phew..."

"Junior Brother Lin, how are you?"

Ji Lingshuang quickly took a handkerchief from her Storage Pouch and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Qin Dong nodded. "I'm fine, just a bit over-exhausted of spiritual power."

The Ji Family Elder's physical condition was almost normal, but according to the feedback from one of his Earth Rank Low Grade investigation techniques...

...the problem lay in his Divine Soul. He seemed to have fallen into a strange state.

The Divine Soul was the most important part of a Cultivator.

Anything that could affect the Divine Soul wasn't as simple as just Qi Deviation.

It seemed the Ji Family still had things they hadn't told him.

Qin Dong's mind raced, and he decided to fish for more information.

"Senior Sister Ji, to be honest, your Elder's illness is incurable."

Ji Lingshuang's hand froze as she wiped his sweat. She whispered:

"Why do you say that, Junior Brother Lin?"

Ji Lingshuang looked over.

"We are both smart people. Since you know I've already guessed, why not tell me everything?"

Ji Lingshuang withdrew her handkerchief, but Qin Dong was quick and snatched the handkerchief she had used to wipe his sweat.

He didn't dare be careless.

Who knew if this cultivation world had some strange techniques or secret arts that could curse someone using their sweat, hair, or name?

"Since Junior Brother Lin truly is the successor of a Saintly Doctor, then I will no longer hide the truth."

Ji Lingshuang didn't mind. She now believed in his identity and began to slowly recount the whole story.

Two and a half years ago, a miniature Secret Realm appeared near Misty Moon City.

This miniature Secret Realm had not yet been explored. As the overlord of Misty Moon City, the Ji Family immediately blocked the news and sent Cultivators inside.

But after testing, the Secret Realm could only accommodate one Great Cultivator at most.

This Ji Family Elder's cultivation had reached the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, and he was a Peak combatant of the Ji Family.

Although the Secret Realm was full of dangers, for the sake of the Family's interests, he still went in.

No one expected that a month later...

...when the entrance to the Secret Realm opened again, instead of returning with a full load as imagined, the Ji Family Elder fled back heavily injured.

On the day he returned to the Ji Family, he fell into a bizarre coma, and no matter what the Ji Family members did, they couldn't wake him.

Hearing the story to this point, Qin Dong already had some answers in his heart.

He could tell there were many inconsistencies in Ji Lingshuang's words.

Why would a Great Cultivator, who was considered the Family's foundation, casually enter a Secret Realm with an unknown danger level?

One must know that for such a being, a single injury or death would be a devastating blow to the Ji Family.

Although Ji Lingshuang's words couldn't be fully trusted, it didn't affect his conclusion:

There was clearly another soul residing within this Ji Family Elder's body!

Qin Dong was speechless. Originally, regarding the path of souls, unless a Nascent Soul expert intervened...

...even if a Golden Core Ancestor came, they wouldn't be able to explain it or find where the blockage was.

Now that the cause was identified, the problem would be easy to solve.

He only needed to enter the Ji Family Elder's Sea of Consciousness and help him refine that foreign soul to resolve the matter.

But Qin Dong didn't plan to solve it so quickly. Just like those locksmiths in his previous life...

...even if it's something that can be fixed in a few minutes, it's better to drag it out.

Otherwise, the faster the problem is solved, the more the other party feels it's not worth the price.

On the contrary, the longer it's dragged out, the easier it is for them to feel grateful.

It had nothing to do with anything else; it was just human nature.

"How is it, Junior Brother Lin? Is there a chance?"

Ji Lingshuang stepped forward excitedly. The unique fragrance of a young girl and her heaving bosom pressing close almost made Little Qin Dong fail the test.

Qin Dong showed a look of hesitation, then said in a deep voice:

"I have found the cause of the illness, but the treatment process is extremely taxing..."

Ji Lingshuang's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"Please act quickly, Junior Brother Lin. Once it's done, my Ji Family will definitely offer the fifty thousand Spirit Stones in full."

"Very well, leave it to me. I'm confident I can wake the Elder, but the treatment will take some time."

"Senior Sister Ji, do you have ink and paper here?"

"Yes..."

Qin Dong casually wrote down several prescriptions and instructed the Ji Family to prepare the medicine according to the prescriptions within six days.

It was to be taken on time—morning, noon, evening, and late-night—supplemented by True Qi to help the patient digest the medicinal power.

"During this time, I will stay in Misty Moon City. I will visit again on the morning of the seventh day."

"Remember, not a single day can be missed, or all previous efforts will be in vain."

Ji Lingshuang looked delighted. Hearing that her Family's Elder had hope of waking up, she smiled like a flower.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Lin. My Ji Family will secretly arrange guards to ensure your safety."

"During these seven days, feel free to spend as you wish; our Ji Family will foot the bill."

"Good, good, good. Then I shall not refuse your kindness."

After some pleasantries, the two walked out of the back hall.

Under the gaze of the Ji Family members, Qin Dong walked out of the Ji Family estate.

After Qin Dong left, Ji Lingshuang informed her father of everything.

Her father's name was Ji Tianchuan. He was the dignified middle-aged man from before, and he was also the Head of the Ji Family.

"What? This boy is really confident?"

Ji Tianchuan was no longer calm upon hearing this.

One must know that this Elder was far too important.

Because he wasn't just a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment as rumored, but a Great Cultivator at the Late-stage Foundation Establishment!

Furthermore, he was just one step away from becoming a Golden Core Ancestor.

Otherwise, why would the vast Ji Family spend their entire fortune and live frugally for two and a half years just to heal him?

Those Spirit Stones were enough to produce another Great Cultivator.

However, that was far from being comparable to a Late-stage Foundation Establishment.

"Oh? There's a prescription? Quick, bring it for me to see!"

Ji Tianchuan took the paper covered in Spirit Medicines from Ji Lingshuang's hand, his hands trembling slightly with excitement.

He read it twice and said suspiciously.

"Shuang'er, did you take the wrong one?"

"How does this look like a prescription for fetal protection medicine?"

...As for Qin Dong, as soon as he left the Ji Family estate, he immediately headed toward a luxuriously decorated and extremely extravagant pink pavilion in the city.

Since the Ji Family was paying anyway, why shouldn't he enjoy himself?

After three years of dull cultivation in the Cloud Heaven Sect, now that the dragon had entered the sea, he naturally had to severely criticize this sinful world.

"Bring me ten girls, I want them big."

"And the music—flute, zither, singing—arrange it all."

...Six days later, the time had come.

As the morning light of the seventh day faintly rose, Qin Dong was shaken awake from a fragrant and intoxicating bed by Ji Lingshuang.

"Ah, what happened?"

Ji Lingshuang's face was frosty. I told you to spend freely, but I didn't tell you to spend freely in a place like this.

Hmph, it's one thing for you to come.

But you even made a girl like me come to such a place.

"Junior Brother Lin has been living quite comfortably these past few days."

However, one thing made Ji Lingshuang a bit puzzled. Although this Junior Brother Lin Hong had run to this kind of place...

...according to the feedback from the guards arranged by the Ji Family, it was true he had called for over a dozen beautiful girls over these six days.

But he really only got massages, listened to music, and took some small liberties, never doing anything serious.

Could it be that this Junior Brother Lin's... hardware wasn't... and he could only touch and look?

That would be... too pitiful.

At this thought, a hint of tenderness flashed across Ji Lingshuang's originally angry face.

It was a look of caring.

Oh no, have I been misunderstood?

Qin Dong frowned, but in the end, he didn't argue.

If Lin Hong is incapable, what does that have to do with me?