Medicine King's Compassion: Stealing Jiang Nannan at the Start

"That's the situation."

"If you want the Mysterious Water Pill, that's fine. But you'll have to do something for my young master."

The man dressed in Xuanming Sect robes looked at the blonde girl before him and spoke indifferently.

A conflicted expression covered the delicate face of the blonde girl, as lovely as a lotus rising from water.

Her pearly teeth bit down on her red lips.

The color gradually drained from them, leaving them somewhat pale.

Her name was Jiang Nannan.

Her mother had been bedridden due to a peculiar illness.

She had finally saved up enough money to seek out physicians, but none of them had been able to help.

One physician had said that the Xuanming Sect's Mysterious Water Pill might be useful for her mother's illness.

But how could she possibly obtain a Mysterious Water Pill from the Xuanming Sect?

Even if a few Mysterious Water Pills found their way onto the market, they were still exceedingly valuable.

All the savings she had painstakingly accumulated while searching for physicians for her bedridden mother had long since been spent.

Where could she find the money to buy a Mysterious Water Pill?

The Xuanming Sect was willing to give her one.

But the condition was incredibly harsh.

On one side was her bedridden mother, whose life needed the Mysterious Water Pill to save it.

On the other was a demand so revolting it made her sick.

It left the still-young Jiang Nannan feeling more distressed than ever before.

For a moment, she was utterly lost, unsure of what choice to make.

The Xuanming Sect disciple glanced at her. Seeing that she still had not answered, his patience gradually wore thin.

"Whether you want to save your mother or not, think it over carefully."

Leaving behind those words, the Xuanming Sect disciple turned and left.

Jiang Nannan was left standing there alone in a daze.

Her slender figure looked exceptionally helpless.

Suddenly.

A gentle voice sounded beside her ear.

"Do you need help?"

Jiang Nannan subconsciously raised her little face.

A youthful boy's face entered her sight, though traces of heroism could already be seen in his features.

A gentle smile rested on his face, instinctively making people feel close to him.

He seemed to radiate a unique vitality, carrying the scent of nature.

It even seemed to dispel some of the confusion in Jiang Nannan's heart.

"You are?"

Jiang Nannan tilted her head in confusion.

She had no recollection of the boy before her.

"Bai Luo."

"A physician."

The boy introduced himself softly.

He smiled, and his emerald-like eyes held a light that seemed to pity all living beings.

"You seem troubled?"

His voice seemed to possess some special kind of magic.

It made Jiang Nannan subconsciously lower the guard around her heart.

She nodded dejectedly and told him everything.

"So that's what happened..."

A trace of disgust flashed through Bai Luo's eyes.

Though he had long known how the plot would unfold.

Hearing Jiang Nannan say it aloud still made him feel sick.

This sounded like a willing transaction.

But regardless of the reason.

Making a young girl do something so disgusting was a despicable act worthy of scorn.

Bai Luo actually suspected that Xu Sanshi might be one of the evil soul masters as well.

After all, why would a normal soul master need a young girl's chastity as a condition for fully awakening their martial soul?

No matter how he looked at it, this was some crooked, heretical method.

So, that was one of the reasons he had come.

As for the other reason.

It was his martial soul.

Bai Luo was a transmigrator.

But he had not transmigrated into a native of Douluo Continent.

Instead, he had become an incarnation of life, sharing the same origin as the Goddess of Life.

In a sense, he was the Goddess of Life's younger brother.

The Goddess of Life had sent him to the lower realm to train.

He had originally thought his martial soul would be the Ancient Tree of Life, like the Goddess of Life's.

But the result greatly surprised Bai Luo.

It was not the Ancient Tree of Life.

His martial soul was a woman.

She wore a hood, possessed an alluring appearance, and had countless hands and eyes.

Her name was the Medicine King.

Or she could also be called the Abundance Star God.

Of course, she was not the true Abundance Star God, merely something akin to a projection.

She did not possess that terrifying authority capable of affecting the entire cosmos.

Even so.

His sister, the Goddess of Life, had confirmed it to be a super-god-tier martial soul that surpassed all god-tier martial souls.

And this martial soul had a cultivation method different from that of most martial souls on Douluo Continent.

Besides normal cultivation.

It possessed another way to grow stronger.

Healing wounds, saving the dying, fulfilling wishes.

The Medicine King's Compassion answered every plea.

This was the path walked by the Abundance Star God.

Although Bai Luo, as the bearer of the Medicine King martial soul, did not need to be as extreme as the Abundance Star God.

He could still gain feedback through this method, increasing his strength and further perfecting his martial soul.

Thus, he became a physician traveling the continent.

Saving lives and healing the wounded as he gradually increased his strength.

During this process, Bai Luo gradually discovered something.

The feedback differed from person to person.

Generally speaking, the feedback from high-level soul masters was far greater than that from ordinary people.

Yet the feedback from low-level soul masters with unusual backgrounds was greater than that from ordinary high-level soul masters.

In the end, Bai Luo came to a conclusion.

The amount of benefit gained from this feedback was likely tied to the recipient's fortune.

By coincidence, he had been practicing medicine nearby when he heard patients chatting about Jiang Nannan, the pitiful girl who sought treatment everywhere for her mother.

That was why he had appeared here.

After all, as one of the original protagonist group's members.

Jiang Nannan's fortune was undoubtedly considerable.

If he could fulfill the Medicine King's Compassion through her, the feedback he received would certainly be substantial.

Taking both points into account, Bai Luo had come here and taken the initiative to offer his help.

"Perhaps I can take a look at your mother's illness."

"Can you take me to see her?"

He spoke.

For some reason.

Although Bai Luo looked far too young and did not seem like an experienced physician, Jiang Nannan inexplicably felt a sense of trust in him.

"Mm."

She answered softly.

Then she led Bai Luo toward her home.

Jiang Nannan's home was not large.

Perhaps because her mother had been bedridden for years, it was even somewhat dilapidated.

It was merely a crude little wooden hut.

It probably could not even provide basic warmth.

"Creak."

Amid a grating sound that set one's teeth on edge, Jiang Nannan opened the rusted lock and pushed open the wooden door.

Sunlight streamed through the doorway into the dark room.

On an ordinary wooden bed.

Lay a woman who resembled Jiang Nannan by fifty percent.

A faded cotton quilt covered her body.

Her face was pale as paper, her body little more than skin and bones, and her cheeks had grown so thin that her features were distorted.

Her breathing was faint as a thread.

Like a candle flame in the wind, she could perish at any moment.

On the wooden cabinet beside the bed sat an empty medicine bowl, with traces of herbal residue left at its bottom.

Seeing the woman lying on the bed.

Jiang Nannan's strained mental defenses finally broke apart.

She stepped forward and tightly grasped the woman's hand.

Her eyes reddened.

Her petite body trembled uncontrollably.

"Mom..."