Harvesting Yu Xiaogang's Leeks

"Grandmaster, this clinic occasionally has a healing-type auxiliary Soul Master on duty!"

Just as Li Ping'an was about to clock out, he heard someone enter from outside.

Li Ping'an focused his gaze and saw Yu Xiaogang carrying Tang San, following behind a middle-aged man.

Li Ping'an recognized that middle-aged man; he was the Academy Dean he had met when processing his registration as a Work-Study Student.

"Tang San? What happened to him? Is he injured?" Li Ping'an was taken aback.

"Which one of you is the physician?" Yu Xiaogang asked anxiously.

Although he had traveled the continent for many years in his youth and possessed a wealth of experience, he had no idea how to treat this kind of injury.

He had never even seen a mutated soul skill with aphrodisiac effects before, so how could he possibly know how to treat it?

Li Ping'an did not step forward; he was not a physician, merely a healing-type Soul Master.

How could ordinary commoners afford to pay for a Soul Master to treat their illnesses?

Thus, Li Ping'an stood to the side to watch the show, letting the clinic's physician step forward first to diagnose Tang San.

The clinic's physician had seen all sorts of patients and remained unfazed by Yu Xiaogang's rudeness.

"How did this child get injured?" the physician asked.

Yu Xiaogang felt a bit embarrassed to say it: "It was my soul skill that injured him."

"A soul skill? So you are a Lord Soul Master, my apologies!" Upon hearing this, the physician's attitude shifted, becoming immediately enthusiastic.

Everyone knew that Lord Soul Masters were wealthy and willing to spend money.

As for whether a Soul Master would resort to violence, that depended on the location.

They were in the city, and the clinic had connections to the local Martial Soul Hall branch.

"May I ask, my lord, what are the effects of your soul skill?"

Fearing for Tang San's condition, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly explained the effects of his soul skill.

"Physician, my soul skill is called 'Farting Induces Lust, Passion-Igniting Aphrodisiac Luo Sanpao'!"

"A fart?" The physician was stunned, feeling a sudden urge to laugh.

He had not expected this Soul Master's skill to be a fart, let alone an aphrodisiac one.

However, he dared not laugh out loud for fear of angering the Soul Master.

Li Ping'an also listened carefully, wanting to know what Yu Xiaogang's new soul skill was.

He knew what kind of spirit beast Yu Xiaogang had absorbed a soul ring from, but he did not know what soul skill he had obtained.

"The effects of this soul skill should include aphrodisiac, hallucinogenic, and stimulating properties!" Yu Xiaogang said uncertainly.

He had only just acquired the skill and had not yet fully researched it himself.

"Aphrodisiac and hallucinogenic effects?" Li Ping'an frowned; this soul skill seemed a bit sinister.

Could his soul skill have mutated because he practiced the Evil-Warding Sword Manual?

Or is it because dragons are inherently lustful, and after he castrated himself, it triggered this specific attribute in Luo Sanpao?

Li Ping'an speculated wildly, but he did not care much.

He kept to himself and would not get into a conflict with Yu Xiaogang.

In a few years, he would go to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to temper his body with ice and fire; once he refined all poisons and became immune to them, what would he have to fear from an aphrodisiac fart?

The physician nodded and said: "I see. No wonder this child's condition looks as if he has consumed a potent aphrodisiac."

"I can give the child a few doses of sedative medicine; once he takes it, the aphrodisiac effect in his body should gradually stabilize."

"Then, I will ask our healing Soul Master to use his soul skill to treat the injuries on his body. What do you think?"

The physician asked for instructions, glancing at Li Ping'an as he spoke.

Yu Xiaogang felt the physician's diagnosis was reasonable, so he said: "Very well, let us proceed with that treatment!"

The physician nodded and said: "Very good, Lord Soul Master. The medicine costs 1 Gold Soul Coin, and the treatment from our healing Soul Master costs 30 Gold Soul Coins."

"As for my consultation fee, I will waive it as a personal favor to you!"

"What? Thirty-one Gold Soul Coins?" Yu Xiaogang was shocked when he heard the price.

He had no income and relied entirely on the ten Gold Soul Coins monthly subsidy from the Martial Soul Hall to get by.

Treating Tang San's illness would cost him three months' worth of income?

He was a Soul Elder; if this were an ordinary commoner, a single treatment here would likely exhaust their life savings.

"Lord Soul Master, this child was injured by your soul skill, so the treatment cost is naturally a bit higher," the physician explained.

"If the child had suffered only ordinary injuries, the treatment fee would be much cheaper."

"Grandmaster, if you don't have enough money, I have some here!" the Academy Dean, who was accompanying them, said.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head and said: "Dean, there is no need; I still have money."

Thinking that he could go to the Martial Soul Hall next month to collect his monthly subsidy of one hundred Gold Soul Coins, he stopped worrying about this small amount of money.

Furthermore, he wanted Tang San to receive the best treatment to avoid any lingering side effects.

After Yu Xiaogang paid the fee, the physician finally began to prepare the sedative.

Li Ping'an gave the physician a thumbs up.

"Private doctors are always heartless, no matter the era! Their ability to price-gouge based on the customer is top-tier."

"What? Out of these thirty Gold Soul Coin, twenty are my commission? Never mind then!"

Soon, the physician administered the sedative to Tang San and requested that Li Ping'an begin the treatment.

Since Yu Xiaogang had paid, Li Ping'an naturally did not refuse.

"Is this the healing-type Spirit Master of your clinic? Why is it just a child?" Grandmaster asked, unable to hide his skepticism upon seeing a youth step forward.

Seeing that he was not recognized, Li Ping'an did not argue; he simply extended his hand and manifested his Spirit.

Yu Xiaogang was just about to offer some pointers, hoping to see if he could negotiate a lower treatment fee.

However, upon seeing the Spirit in Li Ping'an's hand, he froze: "What kind of Spirit is this?"

He had read extensively, yet he had never seen such a Spirit before.

How could a fraud like Yu Xiaogang recognize Li Ping'an's Spirit? He hadn't even recognized Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer at first.

Not to mention that Li Ping'an had absorbed a Nine-Heart Begonia spirit ring, making him a one-of-a-kind case.

"My Spirit is called Nine-Star Spirit Grass. Well? Do you still want the treatment or not?" Li Ping'an said.

Nine-Star Spirit Grass? What kind of Spirit is this? Why have I never heard of it? Yu Xiaogang thought to himself.

Seeing the tension, the Academy Dean hurriedly stepped in to smooth things over: "Treat, we will treat!"

He pulled Grandmaster aside and whispered: "Grandmaster, look at his spirit ring—that is a century-level spirit ring!"

"In our Nuoding City, any Spirit Master capable of absorbing a century-level spirit ring is no simple person."

"Besides, he is so young with a bright future ahead; we must not underestimate him!"

As the Academy Dean of Notting Academy, he dedicated his life to education and had a soft spot for young geniuses, which was why he held Li Ping'an in high regard.

What is so impressive about a century-level spirit ring? Yu Xiaogang thought, considering his own spirit rings were also the optimal configuration.

However, he did not retort. Since the Academy Dean had given him a way out, he took it, fearing that any further delay would hinder Tang San's treatment.

As a master of Spirit theory, he was also quite interested in this particular Spirit.

Li Ping'an activated his Spirit, and his spirit ring suddenly flared with light.

A beam of light descended upon Tang San as colorful blades of grass drifted down, merging into his body to mend his injuries.

Tang San's complexion improved visibly to the naked eye.