The Healer Demands Payment!

Chapter 1 (Part1) - I Demand Monetary Payment

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On the Qingfeng Mountain, cloud and mist never faded. There was a simple and spacious hall at the peak of the mountain. Around one hundred cultivators dressed in blue robes stood in the hall, adding a bit of divine atmosphere to this otherwise empty space.

Meng Qi stood quietly behind the other cultivators. She was wearing the same blue robe as the others, and a dark blue belt circled her slender waist. Her long, black hair was bundled behind her head, clumsily held up by an old-fashioned hairpin. Her fair face was plain and bare without any makeup. Except for a touch of medicinal scent, there was no other fragrance on her body.

"Junior Sister Meng, do you know why we got summoned?" This young girl standing on Meng Qi's left side was her senior sister who entered the sect six months earlier than her, named Lan Zhuxuan. With a small voice, Lan Zhuxuan asked again, "Why did they call all of us to this hall?"

"I don't know." Meng Qi answered softly. Her right hand clasped a small bamboo slip. After casually answering her senior sister's questions, Meng Qi closed her eyes again and completely immersed herself in the world recorded by the bamboo slip.

Lan Zhuxuan, who still wanted to talk, pouted. Among all the cultivational sects in this Three Thousand Worlds, Qingfeng Valley was just a small sect. Their sect's disciples were generally cultivators at the Qi Condensation stage, with a few reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Only the sect leader and two elders had successfully formed their golden core.

However, Qingfeng Valley was a medical sect and had never lacked disciples. It's just that most of the disciples who came here have mediocre qualifications, and some of them couldn't even breakthrough after cultivating for ten years. Basically, they all came here just to learn some medicinal skills to survive in this Three Thousand Worlds.

"Look ..." Meng Qi heard the senior sister quietly laughed at her with another person: "Junior Sister Meng Qi always works so hard."

Meng Qi's eyes still closed. The dark yellow bamboo slips in her palms softly shined, and even the hand holding the bamboo slips was coated with soft light. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes. A faint light flashed through her clear eyes before finally disappeared.

Although Lan Zhuxuan didn't try to speak with Meng Qi anymore, she still paid attention. Lan Zhuxuan watched the light on the bamboo slips dimmed with complex eyes: "Junior sister Meng, you already learned second-grade spell?"

-This was already the highest medical spell that ordinary disciples in Qingfeng Valley could learn.

This junior sister Meng entered the sect only half a year ago. Although she was also a weak Qi Condensation cultivator, her medical cultivation had progressed rapidly, leaving herself as her senior far behind.

Lan Zhuxuan looked at Meng Qi's delicate and pretty appearance with some envy: "You're really amazing! No wonder Elder Yan said that your talent in medical cultivation is second only to Junior Sister Lu Qingran." Elder Yan was one of the only two Golden Core elders in Qingfeng Valley.

Hearing the name 'Lu Qingran,' Meng Qi's eyes flashed slightly. Her cold and indifferent look finally rippled a bit. But her mind couldn't wander for long. There was a sudden noise from the hall entrance. Qingfeng Valley's disciples waiting in the temple all turned their heads at the door-a handsome young man in a black robe, holding an unconscious girl tightly in his arms, walking step by step into the hall.

"Ah-" Lan Zhuxuan's eyes widened, "He.... isn't he..."

A small clamor broke out around Meng Qi. Like Lan Zhuxuan, everyone's attention was on the black-robed young man. First, he looked very handsome. Although there were countless cultivators all around Three Thousand Worlds, there was never a shortage of good-looking faces. But the disciples of Qingfeng Valley seldom see a man with this kind of refined look, a young man that seemed to be favored by heaven.