Spring Lantern City.
Pingtai Medical Clinic.
A new batch of people had taken over the place, seemingly inherited by the young cultivators of Spring Lantern City. The healer was an orphan named Ning Kunlun, a name Chen Xun had given him.
He was an ordinary spirit beast of the Immortal Realm, without any talent that could reach the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao. Even among this batch, his aptitude for medicine was utterly unremarkable.
Yet Ning Kunlun was exceptionally patient and had never been restless. Relying only on a spirit beast's keen sensitivity to spirit herbs, along with his own diligence, he had mastered the craft.
Chen Xun had never praised him either. He had only said that, at such a young age, Ning Kunlun was quite capable of enduring loneliness.
Later, Ning Kunlun inherited the medical clinic.
Today.
Elder Four had wandered over to the clinic again, but the moment he saw the calmness of the streets today, he understood something.
"Elder Four, Teacher left a letter for you." Ning Kunlun's ears trembled. His expression was calm, carrying an air of maturity beyond his years, as he personally handed the letter to Elder Four.
"Oh... all right." Elder Four seemed somewhat absent-minded as he gently accepted the letter.
He slowly made his way toward a seat, his gaze fixed tightly upon the letter, even on the Divine Sense Immortal Script written upon the envelope.
"Hehe!"
Elder Four did not know what he had seen, but he laughed aloud, making Ning Kunlun turn his head to look.
Suddenly.
Elder Four looked at him and smiled. "Kunlun, what aspirations do you have for the future?"
"To travel the Immortal Realm and spread the Medical Dao throughout the world."
Ning Kunlun's gaze turned serious. "A healer must travel ten thousand miles. Teacher