Mundane Saint

Chapter 67 – You came really early

"What is the background of that Young Master Gu?"

Feng Wuxin continued to inquire.

If there was such an extraordinary alchemist in Cloud Spirit City, she had to recruit him. Otherwise, Qingfeng Treasure Hall would continue to seize the advantage.

"To be honest, I don't know, but he's definitely not ordinary."

Little Yu recalled what Qin Yiyao had told her: Young Master Gu didn't like to be disturbed, as he was living a secluded life among mortals. Little Yu couldn't see through Gu Heng either—his cultivation level, his backing, or why he was living in seclusion—all were mysteries. And probing into them could be life-threatening.

"Moreover, Young Master Gu doesn't want to cooperate, but his disciple seems a bit interested..."

"Are you referring to the female disciple with only the second level of Foundation Establishment?"

Feng Wuxin's brows furrowed slightly.

Even Master Mu reacted the same way.

As an alchemist, Master Mu knew well that the level of cultivation had a significant impact on alchemical skills. An alchemist at the Foundation Establishment stage would struggle even to refine the lowest-grade pills, as controlling flames with true energy was no easy task.

Second level of Foundation Establishment... For an alchemist, that was quite weak.

It wasn't a disdain for the Foundation Establishment stage, but alchemy had many rigid standards.

Thus, Feng Wuxin didn't dwell much on what Little Yu said and planned to keep her focus on Young Master Gu.

"It seems I'll have to visit the Gu Family Medicine Hall myself tomorrow morning."

Feng Wuxin quickly made up her mind.

She knew she had an advantage.

Because the people from the Gu Family Medicine Hall had killed the assassins from Qingfeng Treasure Hall and saved her closest maid. It was only right to visit and express her gratitude.

No matter what, Feng Wuxin had to take action.

If she hesitated, it would give Qingfeng Treasure Hall a chance to exploit the gap. Instead, she should seize this opportunity to see if she could draw the Gu Family Medicine Hall to the Golden Phoenix Treasure Hall.

"Miss, that Young Master Gu... according to his disciple, he's living in seclusion among mortals and doesn't like to be disturbed. If we go rashly..."

Little Yu reminded.

"No matter what, I must make this trip. Besides, since they saved you, there's no harm in me visiting to thank them."

Feng Wuxin insisted on her original plan.

"You two stay at the treasure hall. I'll accompany Miss on this trip."

As soon as Aunt Yuan spoke, Feng Wuxin had a different thought, but Aunt Yuan, who had watched her grow up, continued before she could speak: "Miss, don't argue. I must accompany you."

"The strength of the medicine hall's owner is unknown. I can't let you go alone."

Feng Wuxin couldn't argue with her.

She didn't even know Aunt Yuan's full name. All she knew was that Aunt Yuan was always by her late mother's side, never leaving, like the best of friends or the most loyal of warriors. Now, she was Feng Wuxin's most loyal subordinate.

Perhaps she owed this loyalty to her mother.

That night, the Golden Phoenix Treasure Hall did not pass peacefully.

Qingfeng Treasure Hall was gathering strength, preparing to deliver a fatal blow, aiming to completely seize the greatest profits from the Golden Phoenix Treasure Hall and watch them weaken.

Feng Wuxin couldn't sleep, staring at the two bottles of spiritual liquid all night.

On one hand, it could open a bleeding wound for the treasure hall; on the other, it was a blade that would make Qingfeng Treasure Hall bleed until death.

Tomorrow, she would strive for that blade!

Early the next morning, after spending the night in the study, Feng Wuxin changed into a simple dress, casually tied her hair, and left with Aunt Yuan.

They headed to the south of the city, following the directions Little Yu had given. In half an hour, they arrived at the entrance of the Gu Family Medicine Hall.

The facade was small but exquisitely decorated, giving a very comfortable feeling.

Feng Wuxin stood at the entrance, ready to enter.

But Aunt Yuan stopped her.

"Let me go in first."

"Aunt Yuan, we're here to express our gratitude, so we should both go in together."

Feng Wuxin had prepared a gift—one hundred thousand taels of gold—as thanks for saving Little Yu and Little Mu. Of course, she had thought carefully about giving such a mortal gift. If the medicine hall's owner was living among mortals, he wouldn't appreciate being thanked with rewards meant for cultivators.

Instead, using mortal money as a gift would show that the Golden Phoenix Treasure Hall had no intention of disturbing his peaceful life among mortals, and could even cooperate well.

After all, there was plenty of gold and silver in the Golden Phoenix Treasure Hall.

"Miss, we don't know much about the Gu Family Medicine Hall. Let me go in first to test the waters."

"Alright then."

Though concerned, Feng Wuxin understood Aunt Yuan's duty.

"Be careful."

After instructing Aunt Yuan, Feng Wuxin watched her disappear into the medicine hall.

As Aunt Yuan entered the front courtyard, she saw a plaque with four large characters shining brightly. She squinted, sensing a hint of true meaning.

"Hmm... a plaque carved by someone who has entered the Dao through calligraphy?"

Sensing the sharpness flowing from the plaque, she could tell that the carver had considerable cultivation.

Aunt Yuan became more cautious.

The front door of the medicine hall was wide open. She walked in, glanced around, and saw nothing noteworthy in the consultation hall. There wasn't a single person, and an old lamp sat unlit in the corner.

Everything seemed like the most ordinary mortal medicine hall.

Then, she saw the door leading to the back hall open, and a young man emerged. She immediately focused her attention, knowing this must be the owner of the medicine hall.

Indeed, she couldn't sense any cultivation.

When Little Yu had told her they couldn't sense the owner's cultivation, she hadn't paid much attention. After all, Little Yu was only at the second level of Core Formation; how could she sense the aura of a strong cultivator?

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But even she couldn't.

Though her true essence was shattered and her dantian severely injured, she could still exert the power of the tenth level of the Divided Spirit stage.

But... could she not discern it either?

Could the owner of this medicine hall have a cultivation higher than hers before her injury? How high, Tribulation Crossing? Great Ascension?

Or perhaps... a Saint?

"You're here early."

Gu Heng was surprised to see a middle-aged woman standing in the front hall. He had just opened for business and went to the back hall to organize some things. Was someone already here for treatment?

And she was quite an elegant lady.

"Hmm... Madam, your health isn't good."

Gu Heng examined her face, noting the dark blue hue on her forehead. Even makeup couldn't hide her weak and floating energy, indicating internal injuries.

"...Hmm."

Aunt Yuan was even more astonished.

He could tell at a glance that she was seriously ill?