Chapter 389 388: The Divine Master Drops Dead

In the rustic courtyard, everyone was gathered around Divine Master Xu. They watched nervously as he focused, his expression grave.

Divine Master Xu sat in a deep meditative posture, his forehead angled toward the Ziwei Star, looking exceptionally solemn and dignified.

The others could do nothing to help. All they wanted was to be the first to hear that Mu Lin was dead.

Suddenly, Divine Master Xu, who was sitting in the center, began to tremble, startling everyone present.

'What's happening?' Before anyone could process it, Divine Master Xu began to bleed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. His eyes were wide with astonishment; he had clearly never imagined things would turn out this way.

SPURT!

The blood sprayed out even more violently, frightening the crowd so much that they trembled and scrambled to get away.

Servants helped Elder Deng to the other side to avoid being spattered by the blood.

Only when Divine Master Xu stopped spewing blood did they dare to approach again. They saw that his skin had become shriveled and was now wrapped, wrinkled, around his bones.

In his convulsions, he had seemingly coughed up every last drop of his blood.

He was dead.

Even someone with no medical knowledge could see that Divine Master Xu was beyond saving.

Elder Deng's expression was ghastly. He never would have imagined that an expert of Divine Master Xu's caliber could actually fail.

"How is this possible?"

Beside him, Gong Jintang was so terrified his lips turned pale. He couldn't fathom that such a counter was possible.

Divine Master Xu was clearly so powerful, yet he had still died at Mu Lin's hands...

「Qiao Family Villa.」

The transparent Yin Spirit slipped back into Mu Lin's body. Only then did Mu Lin lean back against the headboard, panting softly.

It had been truly exhausting.

This was his first time battling someone on the spiritual plane, and the first time he had mobilized his Yin Spirit on such a large scale. He had given it his all.

His opponent was actually very strong. Mu Lin's combat experience was still lacking. If not for the enhancement from his Yin Spirit, he would likely have been the one to die.

The best-case scenario would probably have been mutual destruction.

'That man's spiritual sense was too strong, not like something someone of his realm should possess. How did he manage that?'

Mu Lin considered many possibilities, but in the end, he settled on the most likely one:

'Could it be that he possesses a technique for cultivating spiritual sense?'

Mu Lin grew a little excited. That sort of thing was a once-in-a-lifetime find; it was too important.

Then a wave of displeasure washed over him. 'It's a pity, though. My Yin Spirit is still too weak. I couldn't pinpoint his location, only vaguely sense his direction.'

Mu Lin pondered for a moment and decided there was no need to be too disappointed. There would be other chances.

Mu Lin went to Su Nuan's residence, retrieved a spiritual-sense-nurturing herb, consumed it, and returned to cultivate slowly.

The next day, He Zheng came knocking on his door.

"Mu Lin, hurry up and come eat breakfast! We're going to see Zizi's grandmother in a bit!"

Mu Lin stretched. He Zheng's timing was impeccable. He had just finished nurturing his spiritual sense back to full strength when she started pounding on his door.

Mu Lin opened his door and smiled faintly at He Zheng. "Miss He, you're certainly enthusiastic. Healing an illness isn't a race. We can take our time."

Mu Lin quickly washed up and pushed the door open to leave.

He Zheng was quite anxious, repeatedly urging Mu Lin to eat faster, which showed the deep bond she shared with Qu Zizi.

Mu Lin didn't say anything more, just smiled slightly.

"I'm done. Let's go!"

He Zheng had borrowed a car from Qiao Canhua, and the two of them drove straight to Qu Zizi's house.

Qu Zizi was wearing light makeup. She didn't look as bewitching as she did in the bar, but she was still extremely captivating. It wasn't hard to understand why Hou Dong was so obsessed with her.

"Zhengzheng, you're here! My grandma lives in the countryside. Will it be too much trouble?"

He Zheng said, "We have a car. What's a little drive?"

Qu Zizi laughed. "Silly me. In that case, I want to bring some health supplements for my grandma!"

She turned and went into the house, and He Zheng followed to help her carry them. He Zheng was stunned to see seven or eight boxes of supplements piled up, filling an entire corner of the wall.

"This many?"

Qu Zizi pouted. "Don't be fooled by the big boxes. The actual amount inside is pitifully small. It's all just shady tricks from dishonest businesses."

Mu Lin smiled and picked up two boxes. "These two aren't good for sick people. You can have them yourself."

Then he picked up the rest in one go.

Qu Zizi's mouth fell open. She hadn't expected Mu Lin to be so proactive in helping; she thought he wouldn't bother.

She was also impressed by Mu Lin's display. He was a doctor, after all, and had immediately picked out the two unsuitable items.

"Thank you, Brother Lin!"

Mu Lin said, "It's nothing, just a small effort."

He Zheng had Qu Zizi sit in the front to give directions, while she and Mu Lin sat in the back.

The car drove all the way to the countryside.

Qu Zizi's family had made a lot of money in the tea business and owned quite a few properties in the city.

Her grandmother was used to living in the village and refused to move to the city, so her parents could only let her be.

A few years ago, her grandmother had a fall while doing farm work. Since then, things had been especially difficult. Her legs were weak, and no treatment seemed to have any effect.

Moreover, she often suffered from headaches, backaches, and leg pain.

When Qu Zizi went to visit her grandmother a while ago, she was shocked to find her lying in bed, surviving on cold steamed buns and only getting up once or twice a month.

After much persuasion, she managed to get her grandmother to return to a more normal lifestyle. But ultimately, there was no way to change the old woman's physical condition, and her illness-ridden state didn't improve at all.

Even after visiting the hospital, they couldn't find a solution.

Hearing this, Mu Lin felt it was a pity. It reminded him of the elders in his own village. They were all like that—they would try to save money and put things off, letting minor issues develop into serious illnesses.

'If it weren't for the old man's incredible skills and the fact that he didn't charge any money, they would probably have to say goodbye to one or two people every year.'

Upon entering the village, Mu Lin had expected a run-down, dilapidated countryside. But that wasn't the case. The houses were quite well-decorated, with beautiful designs both inside and out.

It was practically a hidden paradise.

Mu Lin was filled with emotion. 'What a great place.'

"This is really amazing," Mu Lin praised.

Qu Zizi blushed. "Oh, stop. I'm afraid you'll just find it laughable."

He Zheng, who was clearly familiar with the place, ran inside and called out happily, "Grandma, I'm here to see you!"

The old woman hobbled out, leaning on a cane. Seeing He Zheng, she was also very happy. "Zhengzheng, you've come to visit Grandma again. It makes Grandma so happy."

He Zheng took a couple of quick steps forward and gently took the old woman's arm.

"The village is so beautiful, and you're so good to me, Grandma. Of course I have to come see you! I've missed you so much!"

These words filled the old woman's heart with joy. She was truly delighted.

"Oh, you. You have such a way with words. Any young man who catches your eye in the future is sure to be won over by your sweet talk!"

He Zheng blushed and glanced at Mu Lin, but his gaze was fixed on a painting in the main hall, so he completely missed her meaning.

Qu Zizi walked over carrying the health supplements and placed them at the old woman's feet.

"Grandma, these are the supplements I bought for you. Don't try to save them. Just make sure you take them!"

The old woman accepted them with a gratified look, then chided her with a smile, "Look at you, wasting money on me again. What good will these things do me? You visiting me more often is better than anything!"

"This old body of mine... I'm afraid I don't have many years left. It's already useless. You wasting so much money like this is completely pointless."

Hearing this, He Zheng righteously argued, "Grandma, you shouldn't say that! The old saying goes, 'An elder in the family is a treasure.' You are very important to Zizi! If you were gone, who would dote on her? You should rest and get well, so Zizi has something to strive for!"

The old woman listened and laughed. "Look at our eloquent Zhengzheng, lecturing her grandma now. Alright, Grandma will listen to you. I'll live a couple more years and try to see you girls get married!"

The old woman looked at Mu Lin and asked, "This handsome young man, which one of you is he dating?"

He Zheng said, "Neither of us! He's our friend, and he's a doctor. We brought him here specially to see you, didn't we?"

After He Zheng said this, the old woman replied, "Really? That's such a shame."

"And besides, my illness is definitely incurable. No matter how many doctors you find, it won't add a single day to my life."

Qu Zizi said, "Pah, pah, pah! Grandma, what are you saying? You're going to live to be a hundred! What's a little illness like this? The one I brought you is a Divine Doctor. He'll definitely cure you."

Mu Lin smiled. "Grandma, I can cure your illness completely. Once you're better, we'll have Zizi take you on a trip!"