The Capital's Dragon Doctor

"Oh? You need me to stay for a few more days?"

Lin Feng was a bit surprised to hear Murong Yi Yun's words. He had only been following the flow of conversation and didn't expect to get anything out of it. The condition he mentioned, however, was a little odd.

"Yes. It should take at least three days."

"Back when I was younger, before I was afflicted with the Gu Insect, I once helped the patriarch of another prominent family. He still owes me a favor."

"As it happens, he has a five-hundred-year-old Blood Lotus Fruit in his possession. It would only take three days to have it delivered here to the Murong Clan."

Murong Yi Yun slowly explained. The Blood Lotus Fruit had a wide range of uses. Not only could it be refined into pills that bolstered one's vital energy and blood, but it could also extend one's lifespan. It was a true life-prolonging treasure.

And in Lin Feng's current condition, he clearly needed a Blood Lotus Fruit.

"I see."

"Well, since Patriarch Murong has put it that way, I'll stay for a few more days."

Lin Feng nodded lightly after hearing the explanation.

'The Murong Clan's resources are truly profound. Just as you'd expect from one of the great reclusive clans.'

"Haha, excellent. Young Master Lin, right this way. The Pill Furnace you need is over there."

At this, Murong Yi Yun made a welcoming gesture and led Lin Feng toward another area.

Under Murong Yi Yun's guidance, the two of them passed through a series of rooms. Everywhere they went, disciples of the Murong Clan who were cleaning would approach and bow respectfully.

Although the Murong Clan wasn't a particularly powerful Cultivator Clan, their resources were exceptionally vast.

Soon, the two of them finally arrived in a grand hall. There, in the very center...

Resting on a solid redwood pedestal was a uniquely shaped Pill Furnace, about the size of a common rice cooker.

The Pill Furnace was round and exquisitely crafted. Its body was as translucent as jade and inscribed with numerous ancient, profound patterns that were truly awe-inspiring.

"This Pill Furnace was a relic left behind by the ancestors of my Murong Family. It is said to be a Spiritual Artifact."

"Its grade may not be particularly high, but it makes up for it with its rare materials. However, since no one in my Murong Family has an aptitude for medicine anymore, it has simply been left to gather dust."

"So, if Young Master Lin can make use of it, please, just take it. It would be good to see this treasure fulfill its intended purpose."

Murong Yi Yun said, pointing to the Pill Furnace before them.

"So it's a Spiritual Artifact. That's excellent, indeed."

Lin Feng nodded slightly, a hint of delight in his eyes. 'This Pill Furnace might not be as high-grade as the one I used back at the Immortal Doctor Valley, but it's a Spiritual Artifact nonetheless—far better than any common clay pot you could buy.'

For Lin Feng, this was undoubtedly a significant asset.

"Haha, so, does this Pill Furnace meet Young Master Lin's standards?"

Murong Yi Yun asked, looking at Lin Feng with keen anticipation.

"Patriarch Murong, you're too kind. More than any Spiritual Medicine, this is what I need most right now."

Lin Feng didn't beat around the bush and said it plainly.

"In that case, I shall gift this to you, Young Master Lin!"

Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Murong Yi Yun laughed heartily. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately picked up the Pill Furnace and handed it to Lin Feng.

"Haha, in that case, my thanks, Patriarch Murong."

Lin Feng accepted the Pill Furnace just as forthrightly, placing it behind his back before clasping his hands in a gesture of thanks to Murong Yi Yun. He was inwardly quite pleased.

'Murong Yi Yun might be a bit pragmatic, but he isn't a treacherous or cunning man. On the contrary, he's quite magnanimous.'

"Haha, it is what you deserve, Young Master Lin."

Seeing Lin Feng accept the Pill Furnace, Murong Yi Yun laughed again and continued to lead the way.

"Why don't you get some rest now, Young Master Lin? You must be tired after today. How about I arrange a banquet for tomorrow?"

"Mm. Actually, Patriarch Murong, you don't have to be so formal. We helped each other. There's no need for such distance between us."

Lin Feng sighed, speaking with a hint of resignation.

'Murong Yi Yun's intense enthusiasm was making him a little uncomfortable.'

"Oh, Young Master Lin, please don't refuse. I know these are the things you need most right now."

"Besides, you cured me and, in doing so, helped the Murong Family avert a disaster. How could the Murong Family possibly be stingy with you, Young Master Lin?"

"Please, Young Master Lin, make yourself at home. I will ensure you are well-cared for during your stay. I only hope you'll be able to remain with our Murong Clan for a while longer."

Murong Yi Yun said with a smile, his face filled with genuine sincerity.

'He had gotten a glimpse of Lin Feng's power today. The young man's talent was truly outstanding, his aptitude for Ancient Martial Arts far surpassing that of an ordinary person.'

'His medical skills were especially formidable. How could Murong Yi Yun possibly let such a gifted young prodigy slip through his fingers?'

'If he could form a good relationship with him, it wasn't just about whether it would help the Murong Family's rise—his medical expertise alone would be a powerful safeguard.'

'After all, no one could guarantee they wouldn't be grievously injured or secretly poisoned one day.'

"Since Patriarch Murong's hospitality is so difficult to refuse, it would be rude of me not to accept."

Seeing Murong Yi Yun's earnest expression, Lin Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry and could only agree. Besides, he quite liked the Patriarch's personality—he was sincere and magnanimous, not at all duplicitous.

He wasn't like those people who spent all their time scheming, which Lin Feng always found tiresome.

"Hehe, then I'll be troubling you, Young Master Lin."

Murong Yi Yun said with a laugh.

"Please don't say that, Patriarch Murong."

Lin Feng gave a small laugh. The two exchanged a few more pleasantries before parting ways. The Gu Insect in Murong Yi Yun's body had not yet fully dissipated, so he returned to his own room to meditate and recuperate.

Lin Feng, meanwhile, returned to the new courtyard Murong Yi Yun had arranged for him, intending to study the Pill Furnace.

'Besides, Murong Yi Yun had been so considerate to him today. It would be rude not to reciprocate. The Patriarch had shown him great respect, and Lin Feng would naturally remember this kindness.'

'This would also be a good opportunity to repay Patriarch Murong's favor.'

'The Gu Insect in Patriarch Murong's body is of a yang nature. To treat or control it, I'll need medicine with a yin-cold attribute to suppress its activity. Otherwise, it's just a waste of time.'

Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes lightly closed, his mind racing as he contemplated a method of treatment.

'That's right... the Nine-leaf Snow Lotus.'

Suddenly, Lin Feng's eyes snapped open, the image of the Snow Lotus surfacing in his mind.

The Nine-leaf Snow Lotus is an exceedingly rare medicinal herb. Its effects are extraordinary, capable of suppressing Gu toxins.

Its only drawback is its overwhelming medicinal potency, which is very difficult for an ordinary person to absorb.

Therefore, even in the Ancient Martial Realm, it is considered a superior-grade medicinal ingredient.

For Lin Feng, however, the opposite was true.

With the Nine-leaf Snow Lotus and a few supplementary ingredients, Lin Feng could refine a pill that could be used to temporarily suppress the Gu toxins in Murong Yi Yun's body.