Cultivation Kill

Shen Zige and Shi Yuan went out onto the street, planning to rent a house with fewer people around to work in.

"You two, stop right there!" someone suddenly shouted, pointing at Shen Zige and Shi Yuan.

Was the plan discovered before it even began?

Shen Zige quietly scanned it with her divine sense.

"mortal."

He ignored him and continued walking forward with Shi Yuan.

"I told you two to stop! Didn't you hear me? Still walking!" The man relentlessly chased after them.

Shi Yuan didn't want to bully ordinary people, so he released his aura. The man took a step back and then roared angrily, "How could you fart so powerfully? You scared me!"

Shen Zige was trying hard not to laugh.

Shi Yuan's face turned as red as a pig's liver.

"I don't usually plan with mortals, but I'm going to teach you a lesson this time!" Shi Yuan turned and walked away.

Another servant rushed out and hurriedly pulled away the man who had cursed Shi Yuan for talking nonsense. He smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, two immortal masters. My young master has suffered from hysteria since he was a child and his mind isn't very sharp. He just came out of the hysteria treatment center in the city a few days ago. I was distracted just now and failed to stop him. I'm sorry!"

The servants knelt down and kowtowed to the two men.

"I kindly asked you to stop and was going to give you some candy, how could you do this and fart like that?" the hysterical man said, pointing at Shi Yuan.

Shi Yuan loosened his fist, deciding not to pursue the matter any further.

"Hey, get up. Take us to the hysteria treatment center," Shi Yuan said to the kneeling servant.

"Immortal Master, what are you doing there?" the servant asked in a panic, thinking that Shi Yuan was going to take his anger out on others and planned to kill everyone at the hysteria treatment center.

"Enough with the nonsense, just lead the way, or I'll twist your young master's neck," Shi Yuan threatened.

He plans to rent a place to work at a hysteria treatment center, where it's quiet and no one will come to investigate or disturb him if he makes any noise.

The servant reluctantly led the two to a hysteria treatment center, then fled with his young master.

"Who are the two immortal masters looking for?" The guard at the gate was intimidated by the aura Shi Yuan exuded and hurriedly ran out of the guard post, bowing as he asked.

Where is your dean?

"Please come to me, both of you."

The guard immediately led the way. Even if Shen Zige and the other person planned to harm the dean, he didn't care. With a monthly salary of twenty taels of silver, who would risk their life for their boss?

He might be able to bully the hysterical patients in the courtyard, but he wouldn't dare to deal with cultivators even if he had a thousand lives! At worst, he can just find another job; after all, his uncle is from one of the three major sects, so he's not worried about being unemployed.

"Dong dong."

Shi Yuan concealed his aura and knocked on the door of the dean's residence.

"Who is it?" the dean called from inside. "Guards, don't you all want to quit? Get those hysterical patients out of the door, they're all coming here to see me."

Normal people don't usually visit him; he subconsciously assumes that the people outside are hysterical patients running around.

After waiting a few seconds, Shi Yuan continued knocking on the door and shouted, "If you don't open the door, I'm going to kick it down!"

The director of the hysteria treatment center recognized that the person sounded normal and came to open the door.

"What are you two doing here?" The dean was a man in his fifties with some gray hair at his temples, but not much. Upon seeing the guards standing behind Shi Yuan, he angrily said, "Ma Bao, do you still want to work here?"

The dean came from a noble family that cultivated immortality in the city. Later, because he was unable to condense his spirit at the age of twenty, he was ostracized and became the dean of this hysteria hospital, where he has served for more than thirty years.

"Dean, the two immortal masters asked me to lead the way, and I dare not disobey!" Guard Ma Bao hurriedly explained, pointing out the identities of Shen Zige and Shi Yuan.

The dean was startled, wondering if his secret acceptance of money from patients' families had been exposed, and his family had sent people to deal with him. But then he realized that didn't make sense; if they wanted to deal with him, they could just send a few mortal stewards, there was no need to send cultivators.

"I'm planning to do some experiments, and I heard your place is quiet, so I came to rent a room here," Shi Yuan said directly without beating around the bush.

"I see." The dean's heart was relieved. "Two immortal masters, it's not that I disagree, but there are some special patients here who have been instructed by the clan to not be killed casually."

He thought Shi Yuan was going to research some strange magic and come here to capture people for experiments, but there were some people here who couldn't be handed over casually, otherwise his own life would be in danger.

"Don't worry, I promise I won't kill anyone. If you keep nagging, I'll kill you," Shi Yuan replied. "So, you agree to rent it out now? How much is the rent?"

Shi Yuan tossed a few spirit stones into his hand.

"How dare I accept money from two immortal masters? Please follow me!" When the dean heard Shi Yuan say he would kill him, he was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. He hurriedly led the way to the patient area.

After passing through the living quarters of the guards, therapists, and nurses, Shen Zige and Shi Yuan arrived at the patient management area. Before them were hundreds of neat tile-roofed houses, high walls, and black iron slats on top.

"The rooms here are usually locked. We send the food out through the round hole under the iron gate. We usually let them out for fresh air every three days, but since you two are here to conduct experiments, we try to reduce the number of times we let them out for fresh air."

The dean explained to Shen Zige and the other person, "The patients with red numbers drawn on their doors are special patients. They have life lamps hanging on them. Be very careful twice and don't kill them, otherwise their families will send people over, which may cause a conflict with the two immortal masters."

"Okay, where's the key?" Shi Yuan asked, reaching out his hand.

"This key can open all the doors to ordinary rooms." The dean handed Shi Yuan a brass key. "The two immortal masters can choose the room they need. There will be an empty room marked with the character 'empty' on the door."

After saying this, the dean took his leave.

Shi Yuan and Shen Zige arrived at the southeast corner, where there were two empty houses connected together.

“You go to the left, I’ll go to the right.” Shi Yuan went over and opened the door, throwing the supplementary ticket and a seal without spiritual power to Shen Zige. “You go to the left room first to study the spiritual fluctuations of the supplementary ticket, and I’ll go to the right room to make a copy of the supplementary ticket.”

Shen Zige entered the room with the supplementary ticket and seal.

As Shen Zige scanned the stamp on the stub with her divine sense, she sensed the residual spiritual fluctuations on it. It was indeed different from the others, just like human eyes. Some eyes may look similar, but there are still differences. A smart person can recognize a person by their eyes, because it is difficult to change the eye sockets and the distance between the eyes even with makeup.

Instead of rushing to try, he pondered the matter.

"It seems that everyone's thoughts, like breathing, have a rhythm."

Shen Zige tried to control her mental energy to fluctuate in accordance with her breathing.

Divine thoughts surged into the seal in waves, quickly filling the space of the seal given by Shi Yuan.

Shen Zige picked up the seal and casually stamped it on the ground. He scanned the seal mark on the ground with his divine sense, and his brows furrowed. The spiritual fluctuations here were completely different from those on the tranche.

"try again."

Shen Zige changed the frequency of her divine sense and re-entered it into the seal, expelling the previous divine sense.

I stamped it again and checked it again, but it still didn't work.

"If we keep trying like this, we might not succeed even in ten days, let alone a year." Shen Zige stopped trying.

"Dong dong."

Someone is knocking on the door.

Shen Zige opened the door while thinking about how to improve the situation.

When the door opened, it wasn't Shi Yuan standing in front of him, but a young man he had never seen before, dressed in a hospital gown with disheveled hair.

A sweep of divine sense revealed only an ordinary person.

"Who are you?" Shen Zige asked.

"Who am I? I've forgotten!" The disheveled man squatted down, pulling at his hair.