Chapter 60: Chapter 60: Tier Three Pill Master Inheritance

She had spent every last one of Wang Xingwei’s Spirit Stones.

So, a dispirited Cheng Yao had to return to the Spirit Medicine Garden and resume her work as a humble farmhand.

Soon after, in a deserted alley untouched by sunlight, not far from the Magic Robe shop Cheng Yao and Wang Xingwei had visited.

A figure was cautiously stepping out from the shadows. Beside her, another figure was gently speaking to her.

Moving as slowly as a turtle, the first figure was on the verge of emerging from the shadows.

But just then—

The sound of voices suddenly drifted from the mouth of the alley.

The voices weren’t loud, yet the figure about to emerge from the shadows instantly recoiled like a startled rabbit. On pure reflex, she grabbed the arm of the person beside her, clinging to it for dear life.

It was as if the voices from the alley’s entrance belonged to some terrifying demon.

...

Qi Hanmo’s arm was clutched in a death grip, and a look of discomfort and stiffness immediately crossed his face.

Though he often wore white long robes, which, combined with his love of music, gave him the romantic air of a dashing scholar,

in reality, Qi Hanmo came from a long line of scholars. Taught by his father and grandfather from a young age, he was well-versed in the classics of the ancient sages and strictly abided by moral etiquette.

Far from being a libertine, he was actually quite conservative, especially when it came to propriety between men and women. He firmly believed that unmarried men and women should not have any physical contact.

Now that the woman beside him was clutching his arm, he was about to forcefully yank it free.

But when he turned his head, he was met with a gaze of absolute terror, like that of a stray cat suddenly abandoned by its owner.

Seeing this, Qi Hanmo sighed to himself. He ultimately decided not to move, suppressing his discomfort and allowing the woman to keep holding his arm.

However, he did shift his body slightly away, putting a little distance between them.

The figures at the alley’s entrance passed by in a flash, and their voices faded into the distance until they could no longer be heard.

As the voices faded, Qi Hanmo could feel the woman beside him relax a little, her body no longer as tense as before.

Only then did he smile and say softly, "Miss Lin, you can let go of me now."

"Oh, oh." Hearing him, the woman clinging to his arm realized what she was doing. She quickly released him and backed away. "I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I, I..."

Qi Hanmo maintained his smile. Seeing her flustered expression, he shook his head and said gently, "You don’t need to apologize. You did nothing wrong."

"By the way, those were likely two Loose Cultivators who just passed, people just like us. Don’t be afraid; it’s very safe here." As he spoke, Qi Hanmo infused his voice with a Musician’s technique. The sound entered her ears, gradually steadying her emotions.

With that, Qi Hanmo stepped directly out of the shadows and into the sunlight.

He cast a gentle gaze toward the woman still in the shadows and encouraged her softly, "Miss Lin, just as we talked about, come on out. Don’t be afraid. It’s warm in the sun."

The woman in the shadows stared at the light just a few steps away, her eyes filled with fear. It was as if she worried a great abyssal maw lay waiting there, ready to swallow her whole the moment she stepped into it.

Qi Hanmo remained silent, simply watching her with a smile, which gradually helped her lower her guard.

Finally, she stopped hesitating and began to move. First her fingers and arm, then her shoulder, neck, and head... until at last, all of her was standing in the sunlight.

"It’s true... it’s really so warm in the sun." The woman slowly closed her eyes, tears rolling unceasingly down her cheeks.

...

Not far from Qi Hanmo and the woman, a man in martial attire was constantly monitoring them with his Divine Sense.

When Miss Lin had grabbed Qi Hanmo’s arm in fright, killing intent had instantly flashed in the man’s eyes.

Only when he saw that Qi Hanmo, far from taking advantage of the situation, had actually shifted away to avoid being too close to Miss Lin, did the man’s expression soften.

...

「A certain residence on Cyan Dragon Mountain.」

Watching the patient gradually drift into a peaceful sleep to the gentle sound of the flute,

Qi Hanmo put away his Dharma Artifact, a long flute, then turned and walked into the outer room. A middle-aged woman, around fifty years old, was waiting for him there.

"Musician Qi, how is the Young Miss today?" the middle-aged woman asked hurriedly as soon as she saw him.

Qi Hanmo smiled. "Today’s treatment went very well. Miss Lin was brave enough to step into the sunlight, which means she’s starting to find the ability to emerge from the shadow over her heart."

Joy spread across the middle-aged woman’s face. "That’s wonderful news! We are indebted to you, Musician Qi."

As she spoke, she took out a small pile of Spirit Stones and presented them to Qi Hanmo. "Here is the payment for today’s session. Please accept it, Musician Qi."

Qi Hanmo nodded and took the Spirit Stones, but he quickly realized the amount was incorrect. His usual fee was ten Spirit Stones, but this time there were a hundred.

Upon inquiring, he learned that because his treatment had been so effective, Miss Lin’s master had awarded him a bonus.

Qi Hanmo instantly knew who she meant. ’The one who has a feud with my elder brother.’

True to his rigid principles, he shook his head. He took only ten Spirit Stones and returned the remaining ninety to the woman. "As a Musician, I heal the sick and save people. It is natural for me to accept payment for my services, but a reward is unnecessary!"

...

「A private room on the second floor of a teahouse overlooking a street in the marketplace.」

Two figures sat within, leisurely drinking tea and chatting. The one by the window would occasionally glance down at the many Loose Cultivators walking along the street.

But when his gaze happened to sweep across the deserted alley and land on Qi Hanmo and Miss Lin,

his expression instantly changed. In that moment, his eyes became as sharp and piercing as a hawk that had just spotted its prey!

"What is it?" the other man asked, having noticed the change in his companion’s gaze.

The figure turned back, a smile on his face. "It’s nothing. Just saw an acquaintance."

If Li Ping had been in the private room at that moment, he would have instantly recognized that the figure by the window was none other than his neighbor, Master Hu Feng.

The man talking with Master Hu was also someone he knew: Junior Brother Ye, the one dressed as a frail scholar from the pair Dai Sangyu had sent to ’invite’ him.

Seeing Master Hu’s reluctance to elaborate, Junior Brother Ye felt a surge of curiosity. However, before he could ask, Master Hu spoke first.

Master Hu said coolly, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I’ve done what I promised. It’s about time you gave me the Tier Three Pill Master inheritance you pledged."

Master Hu’s pointed question made Junior Brother Ye’s expression falter. Forgetting his curiosity, he quickly put on a smile. "Fellow Daoist Hu, what’s the rush? Since I promised, I will of course give you the Tier Three Pill Master inheritance. It’s just... a matter like this requires a little time to arrange."

Master Hu showed no intention of pressing the issue. He simply added coolly, "As long as you do."

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