After saying that, Chen Changsheng's figure gradually receded into the distance.
Old Man Yao, sealed within the Giant Cauldron, remained silent for a long time. As for what he was thinking, perhaps only heaven knew.
Apricot Forest Realm.
"What illness do you few have?"
The cultivator of the Apricot Forest Realm asked the question with practiced ease.
Yet just as he was about to pick up his brush and record the patients' conditions, Long Aotian, seated across from him, said earnestly,
"I'm not sick!"
Apricot Forest Realm cultivator: ???
"What are you doing here if you're not sick?"
"To see the Medical Immortal!"
"But you need to be sick to see the Medical Immortal. Are you sick?"
"Not sick!"
Apricot Forest Realm cultivator: "..."
Well, this was fresh. In all these years, you were the first person to come to the Apricot Forest Realm looking for trouble.
Faced with Long Aotian's rude behavior, the Apricot Forest Realm cultivator set down his brush and said,
"If you're not sick, then please leave."
"There are still many patients behind you waiting to be treated."
"I must see the Medical Immortal today. If you refuse, then I'll fight my way up."
Long Aotian spoke with utmost seriousness. The young cultivator of the Apricot Forest Realm said speechlessly,
"This isn't a sect or an academy. Even if you fight your way up there, you still won't get to see the Medical Immortal!"
"The Medical Immortal usually travels through the Apricot Forest Realm, treating difficult and complicated illnesses. She only returns when she encounters a condition she cannot resolve."
"Then send a message to the Medical Immortal, saying that you've encountered an illness you can't handle."
"That won't do. If I deceive the Medical Immortal, I'll be expelled from the Apricot Forest Realm."
"If