With Big Black and Big White gone, Mercyheart Town gradually returned to its former bustle after two or three days. Everyone seemed to have forgotten the earth-shaking spectacle of their duel that day, and seemed to have selectively forgotten the enormous threat Death Spirit Masters posed to them.
In the teahouse, the storyteller was still vividly recounting-and embellishing-Big White Chu Lingge's earlier feat with a single stroke of his sword. This Light-Type Spirit Master seemed to have become Mercyheart Town's
Dongfang Minghui had visited the teahouse once or twice, but seldom saw any sign of Spirit Exorcists anymore. Since Chu Lingge had left with his Radiant Sword on his back, the whole of Mercyheart Town seemed to have quieted down, becoming quieter than it had ever been.
Yet she felt this was the calm before the storm.
"I want to open the doors and see patients."
"No!" Xuanzhu rejected the idea outright. "It would expose us far too easily."
"But I saw the death aura spreading two days ago. Ordinary people might have been affected. The sooner we treat them, the fewer casualties there will be." She did not want the entire world to become a legion of skeletons like Death Valley, with less life and more darkness. "I don't care. If you won't agree, I'll borrow the entrance to Spring Breeze Hall."
Unable to reach an agreement, Dongfang Minghui insisted on doing things her way. She actually went outside Spring Breeze Hall, set up a little table and stool, and made a canvas sign advertising medical consultations. Xuanzhu nearly died of anger at her actions.
Dongfang Minghui had Little Lecher and Pig Immortal Grass study the bell while she planned to see patients. With Seventh Sister away, her occupational compulsion had flared up.
"Ding Ding, let Mu Sheng out