I am just a mortal, why do you all worship me as a saint?

Chapter 67: You're here really early!

"Who is this young master Gu?"

Feng Wuxin continued to press for answers.

If Yunling City has a physician with such superb alchemy skills, then she must try to win him over.

If we don't fight for it, Qingfeng Baoxing will continue to gain the upper hand.

"...To be honest, I don't know, but it's definitely not ordinary."

Xiaoyu remembered what Qin Yiyao had told her: Young Master Gu didn't like being disturbed; he had come to live a secluded life in the mortal realm. And Xiaoyu really couldn't see through Gu Heng. What kind of cultivation did he have? What kind of backer did he have? What was the purpose of his seclusion in the mortal realm? ... All of these were mysteries.

Moreover, one must not inquire about it, otherwise there is a mystery that could cost one's life.

"Moreover, Young Master Gu doesn't want to cooperate, but his disciple seems quite interested..."

"You mean that female disciple whose cultivation level is only at the second level of Foundation Establishment?"

Feng Wuxin's brows furrowed involuntarily.

Even Master Mu was the same.

As an alchemist, Master Mu was well aware that the level of cultivation had a significant impact on alchemy techniques. Even for a Foundation Establishment stage alchemist, refining the lowest grade one pill was very difficult, because controlling flames with true qi was no easy task.

Foundation Establishment Level 2... that's a bit too weak for an alchemist.

It's not that I look down on the Foundation Establishment stage, it's just that there are quite a few rigid standards in the art of alchemy.

Therefore, Feng Wuxin didn't think too much about what Xiaoyu said, and instead planned to continue focusing on that Young Master Gu.

"It seems I'll have to make a trip to the Gu family's medical clinic in person tomorrow morning."

Feng Wuxin made a decision quickly.

She knew she had an advantage.

Since the people from Gu's Medical Clinic had killed the assassins from Qingfeng Baoxing and saved her closest personal maid, it was only right and proper for her to go and express her gratitude.

Regardless, Feng Wuxin had to take some action.

If she hesitates, it will give Qingfeng Baoxing an opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Rather than doing that, she might as well take advantage of this opportunity to see if she can win over Gu's Medical Hall to Jinhuang Baoxing.

“Miss, that Young Master Gu… according to his disciple, he has entered the mortal realm to live in seclusion and dislikes being disturbed. If we go there rashly…”

Xiaoyu spoke up to remind him, "No matter what, we have to go. Besides, since they saved you, what's wrong with me going to thank them?"

Feng Wuxin still insisted on her original plan.

"You two can stay at Baoxing. I'll accompany Miss on this trip."

As soon as Aunt Yuan spoke, Feng Wuxin immediately had a different idea, but since Aunt Yuan had watched her grow up, before Feng Wuxin could even open her mouth, she continued, "Miss, don't argue, I must go with you."

“The owner of that clinic is of unknown strength. I cannot let you go alone under any circumstances.”

Feng Wuxin couldn't persuade her otherwise.

She didn't even know Aunt Yuan's full name. The only thing she knew was that Aunt Yuan was always by her deceased mother's side, never leaving her side, like her best friend or her most loyal bodyguard. And now, she had become Feng Wuxin's most loyal subordinate.

Perhaps it's all thanks to my mother.

Tonight, the Golden Phoenix Treasure Company will not have a peaceful night. The Azure Wind Treasure Company is already gathering its strength, preparing to deliver a fatal blow, to completely seize the greatest profits from the Golden Phoenix Treasure Company, and then watch them weaken.

Feng Wuxin couldn't sleep and spent the whole night staring at the two bottles of spiritual liquid.

On one side, there was a gaping wound that would cause Bao Xing to bleed profusely; on the other side, there was a sharp blade that would cause Qingfeng Bao Xing to bleed uncontrollably until he died.

She's going to try and get that sharp blade tomorrow!

The next morning, Feng Wuxin, who had been sitting in the study all night, changed into a simple dress, casually tied her hair up, and went out with Aunt Yuan.

After traveling all the way to the south of the city, following the directions Xiaoyu had given them, they arrived at the entrance of Gu's Medical Clinic in half an hour.

The storefront is small, but exquisitely decorated, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Feng Wuxin had just stood at the entrance of Gu's Medical Clinic, about to go in.

But Aunt Yuan stopped her. "Let me go in first."

“Aunt Yuan, we’ve come to express our gratitude, so it should be the two of us who go in together.”

Feng Wuxin had prepared a reward—100,000 taels of gold—as a token of gratitude for saving Xiaoyu and Xiaomu. Of course, Feng Wuxin had carefully considered giving such mortal money as a reward. If the owner of the medical clinic was trying to enter the mortal realm, he certainly wouldn't like to be rewarded with the kind of money that cultivators would offer.

On the contrary, by using ordinary people's money as a thank-you gift, he could tell him that Golden Phoenix Treasure Shop had no intention of disturbing his peaceful descent into the mortal realm; on the contrary, he could cooperate quite well.

Anyway, the Golden Phoenix Treasure Shop has way too much gold and silver.

“Miss, we know nothing about this Gu’s Medical Clinic. In any case, it would be better if I went to investigate first.”

"That's...ok."

Although Feng Wuxin was worried, she also knew about Aunt Yuan's responsibilities.

So she could only nod in agreement. "Then be careful."

After giving instructions to Aunt Yuan, Feng Wuxin watched her disappear into the gate of Gu's Medical Clinic.

As soon as Aunt Yuan entered the front yard, she saw the plaque. The four large characters on the plaque shone brightly. She squinted and could sense some of the true meaning in them.

"Hmm... a plaque carved by someone who has attained enlightenment through calligraphy?"

Sensing the sharpness flowing across the plaque, she could immediately tell that the sculptor of the plaque possessed considerable cultivation.

Aunt Yuan became more wary.

The clinic's front door was wide open, and she walked straight in. Looking around, there was nothing noteworthy in the consultation and pulse-taking area; there was no one there. In the corner, there was an old, unlit lamp.

Everything was just like a typical ordinary folk clinic.

Then she saw the door leading from the front hall to the back hall be pushed open, and a young man walked out. She immediately held her breath, knowing that this person must be the owner of the clinic.

Sure enough, no cultivation level could be sensed.

When Xiaoyu told her that they couldn't sense the cultivation level of the clinic's owner, she didn't take it seriously. After all, she was only at the second level of Core Formation, so how could she sense the aura of a powerful person?

But she can't either.

Although her true essence was shattered and her dantian was severely injured and not yet healed, she was still able to exert the power of the tenth level of the Nascent Soul stage.

But... even she couldn't see it?

Could the owner of this clinic be more powerful than she was before she was injured? How powerful? Transcending Tribulation? Mahayana?

Or perhaps... the Supreme Saint?

"You're here quite early."

Gu Heng was surprised to see a middle-aged woman standing in the front hall. He had just opened for business and was only tidying up in the back hall when someone came to see him for a medical consultation.

And she's a beautiful woman who still retains her charm.

"Hmm... Madam's health isn't very good."

Gu Heng examined her face. Her forehead was dark and bluish, and even makeup couldn't hide her sickly appearance of weak blood and qi. It was obvious that she had internal injuries.

"……Um."

Aunt Yuan was even more surprised.

He could tell at a glance that he was seriously ill.