Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

"...He must be a fan of the Taoist cultivation path."

After Feng Hanying finished speaking, her expression remained unchanged.

Speaking in a loud, breathy voice would be terrifying... Qin Ning's heart, which had been clenched with worry, finally relaxed.

It was a false alarm.

However, enthusiasts of Taoist cultivation paths? What, there are interest groups about Taoism in this world?

He was completely bewildered and just gave a perfunctory reply.

"Yes, those two items were hard-won. I won't sell them unless absolutely necessary."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Feng Hanying's face. The other party's two magical artifacts were of good quality. If they could be brought back to Bei'an City, those guys in [All Things] would definitely offer a high price to snatch them up.

It might sell for several hundred taels of silver.

"Alright. It's been forty-five years since the Daoist sect was destroyed, and magical artifacts are indeed becoming increasingly rare on the market. It's understandable that you're unwilling to sell them. Just remember to return the 75 taels of silver to me."

So the Taoist sect has been extinct for forty-five years... Qin Ning pondered for a moment, then casually remarked, "Yes, good things are indeed becoming increasingly rare on the market. Miss Feng, are you also interested in the Taoist cultivation path?"

Feng Hanying shook her head: "I'm not very interested, but I follow a eclectic path of cultivation, as you know."

What do I know?

Qin Ning was puzzled, but his expression remained unchanged.

"No wonder."

He didn't know what he was blaming.

A brief silence fell over the tent.

Feng Hanying's gaze fell on the acupuncture kit on the haystack.

"You're a healer, aren't you? A seventh-rank acupuncturist? That makes sense. As the old saying goes, medicine and the Dao are inseparable. If you go to Ancheng, I can introduce you to an organization full of Daoist cultivation enthusiasts. The referral fee is only fifteen..." Feng Hanying looked at Qin Ning's appearance, then swallowed the word "five" again: "Only ten taels of silver."

So the seventh rank of a physician is called "Needling Technique"... Having received some more information, Qin Ning tentatively said.

"Can you make it cheaper?"

"No, ten taels is the bottom line," Feng Hanying said firmly.

"All right......"

After a brief conversation, Qin Ning learned about what had happened after he fell into a coma, and then fabricated an identity for himself: he had come to the grasslands to collect herbs, lost his way, and suffered from amnesia after being hungry for several days.

"It's getting late, you should get some rest."

"Wait a moment."

Feng Hanying stopped in her tracks.

"Ahem, Miss Feng, could you possibly give me another Qi-replenishing pill on credit?" Qin Ning asked somewhat embarrassedly.

"Hasn't your injury healed?"

"Indeed, but my raccoon dog is still a bit listless."

"..."

Feng Hanying looked conflicted. After a long while, she stared at Qin Ning's face and squeezed out a single word from her rosy lips.

"OK."

With a gentle shake of her hand, a fragrant pill, carried by a mist of water, was delivered to the little black cat.

"You now owe me 90 taels of silver."

After saying that, Feng Hanying hurried away as if fleeing, as if afraid she would regret it.

"What a kind person..."

Qin Ning sighed softly.

"But then again, 90 taels of silver is enough for an average family of three to live on for seven or eight years. I wonder if the doctors here make any money."

He wasn't too worried about the debt; with the supernatural power of "Plague Qi" by his side, going out to practice medicine was basically a risk-free business.

Paying back the money is just a matter of time.

Meow~

The raccoon let out a cry, caught the Replenishing Pill in its mouth, and nimbly leaped onto his lap. It spat it out and swiped with its little paw.

The Replenishing Pill was instantly split in two.

The little black cat pushed the larger portion toward Qin Ning and swallowed the smaller half in one gulp.

Qin Ning chuckled: "Sharing the good times and the bad?"

"Meow!"

"My injuries are almost healed, so you can eat the rest."

"Meow!"

"Really... okay, okay, I'll eat it." Under the strong insistence of the cat, Qin Ning threw half a Qi-replenishing pill into his mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, transforming into a warm current that flowed into his lungs. Realizing his injuries had healed, Qin Ning activated his [Divine Ability: Devouring] with a thought.

Instantly, hunger and a dark vortex appeared simultaneously. The warm medicinal power in his lungs was completely absorbed, transformed into a strange power that could enhance his physical fitness, and then seeped into his limbs and bones.

"The power transformed by this Replenishing Yuan Pill is more efficient than that of the plague qi, but it also consumes a lot of energy and is too expensive."

I quietly compared the two and concluded that the epidemic prevention measures were more cost-effective.

Qin Ning began to ponder Feng Hanying's origins.

The other party only said that they came to the grassland to stargaze, but being able to take out such a pill so easily, their cultivation level must be quite high, or they may have a powerful background.

"However, the situation of Taoist cultivation paths is much better than I imagined. There are even private enthusiast organizations."

"Tanuki, were you the one who led those two boys back to the tribe?"

"Meow~" The little black cat, busy digesting the effects of the medicine, wagged its tail.

"Hey, how about I teach you to read? Even though you can't speak, if you can write, at least we can communicate."

"Meow meow".

"Don't want to learn? Let me tell you, being an illiterate cat is a real disadvantage... By the way, how about I change your name first? It's kind of weird to keep calling you Tanuki."

"Meow!"

The little black cat's ears drooped, and perhaps realizing it wasn't working, it covered them with its two little paws.

"..."

Temporarily abandoning the idea of ​​teaching the little black cat to read, Qin Ning picked up the Bagua plate from the haystack, made a hand seal with his right hand, and injected his true energy into it.

"Click...click"

The Bagua compass rotated slowly, like an old, worn-out machine.

A moment later, a faint white light appeared from the (☲) position. This meant that the little fierce creature closest to Qin Ning was currently located in the due south direction.

"This is the northern desert, due south, which is within the territory of the Great Xia." His conversation with Feng Hanying just now confirmed his location. "I just don't know which of the remaining 35 this little ferocious beast is."

After putting away the Bagua compass, Qin Ning suddenly remembered something.

"Oh... I forgot to ask, what exactly did this young lady come to my tent for in the middle of the night?"

......

Inside another, significantly more ornate tent in the tribe.

After entering the room, Feng Hanying walked to the table and drank the tea in her cup in one gulp.

He took the small silver abacus from his waist and began to fiddle with it.

"The cost of one Replenishing Essence Pill is 10 taels of medicinal herbs, and the labor cost is 5 taels. Six pills would result in a loss of 90 taels. If six and a half pills were converted into silver and used for lending at a 9% monthly interest rate, the daily interest loss would be 5.85 qian... and the monthly loss would be..."

Having reached this point, Feng Hanying collapsed onto the soft couch without any regard for her image, her beautiful eyes now empty.

After a long while, a hint of life finally appeared in her eyes.

"No, I'm going to talk to him tomorrow morning. He has to include interest, even if it's just 3 percent."

Feng Hanying's tone was extremely pained, and she secretly made up her mind that she would never give the doctor any more preferential treatment just because he was good-looking.

......

Silent all night.

The next morning, the first rays of dawn rose.

Unable to sleep soundly, Qin Ning got up early, tied a blanket around her upper body as a warm robe, and prepared to go out and take a look.

He lifted the curtain and his gaze met Feng Hanying, who was standing not far away with a serious expression.

Qin Ning waved his hand, and before he could speak, half a head peeked out from a small felt tent beside Feng Hanying.

"Miss Feng, cough cough... You're up so early, is that handsome Xia man awake yet?" The voice sounded like a young man, coughing occasionally.

Qin Ning made a noise, and the boy turned his head, a pure smile appearing on his face, which was flushed from the high altitude.

"Cough cough... Xia Ren, you're finally awake. Cough cough... Miss Feng went to see you these past two days..."

The boy was outspoken, but Feng Hanying's hands were even faster!

She pointed her slender finger in the air, and a cloud of mist condensed into the character "静" (jing, meaning stillness) and disappeared into the boy's back. The boy's voice vanished instantly.

"Remember to pay me back."

After saying a few words to Qin Ning, Feng Hanying quickly turned and left.

"——"

"——"

After opening his mouth several times without making a sound, the smile on the boy's face disappeared. He walked dejectedly to Qin Ning and gestured wildly.

Qin Ning: "......?"

No, what's going on so early in the morning?