One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

A tall, rugged-looking Taoist priest walked into a room.

They asked Zhang Lingyu, who had been staring blankly at the list of contestants for a long time.

The tall Taoist priest Rong Shan noticed that Zhang Lingyu had fallen silent.

He couldn't help but ask in confusion:

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you? Ever since this list came out, you've been so distracted. Should I ask our master to take a look at it for you?"

Rongshan couldn't understand it.

Why did my usually easygoing and resolute junior brother suddenly change his attitude after that list came out...?

Suddenly it's like he's become a completely different person!

Zhang Lingyu was still holding the list in his hand.

A sharply defined face, its features flickering in the dim light, began to speak slowly.

"Brother Rongshan, don't worry about me, and don't trouble Master. I'm fine, you should go back and rest early."

After saying that,

Zhang Lingyu looked up and smiled slightly, indicating that Rongshan didn't need to worry about her.

Rongshan remained silent for a moment upon seeing this.

These past few days, he noticed that his junior brother always seemed preoccupied.

Sometimes lost in thought... sometimes sullen with anger...

That's not right.

However, the junior brother had no intention of revealing this matter.

As a cultivator, he couldn't forcefully ask any questions.

But in the next moment,

Just as Rong Shan was about to leave, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he stopped in his tracks.

"Lingyu, did you... just say the name 'Bai Yuan'?"

It's amazing, it's strange.

His brain suddenly understood the two words his junior brother had just uttered...

In short... CPU has finished processing the information.

Zhang Lingyu's body stiffened, but he remained silent.

Rongshan captured this small detail.

But he couldn't help but frown in confusion and ask,

"Lingyu, how do you know Bai Yuan? That guy doesn't have a very good reputation..."

Zhang Lingyu finally put down the roster in her hand and slowly exhaled.

"Senior Brother Rongshan also knows this person?"

Rongshan nodded.

"You can't help but want to know. Not long ago, when I clicked on the software in the 'Extraordinary People' circle, the most discussed topic was him. They were praising him to the skies, saying he could cure all diseases..."

"They say he possesses eight extraordinary skills... but that news can't possibly be true."

"Uh... People in the industry say he has ties with the Quanxing gang of freaks, and he has a bad reputation, earning him the title of 'black doctor'."

"Tsk tsk... I don't understand. There are already so few doctors in the world of supernatural beings. Why would someone like this have an affair with the Quanxing? It's self-destructive. Shouldn't a doctor value their reputation the most?"

Speaking of which,

Rong Shan paused, his tone shifted, and he scratched the back of his head with one hand, smiling tentatively:

"Hehe...Speaking of which, I'd really like to meet him! If he's really that miraculous, I'd like him to take a look at my Uncle Jinzhong..."

After listening to the second half of what was said, Zhang Lingyu...

His expression changed several times.

Finally, he murmured to himself.

"Is it..."

"Perhaps he really can cure the clerk from Jinzhong..."

Upon hearing these two muttered words, Rong Shan was instantly astonished.

His body unconsciously took a few steps forward, his eyes fixed on Zhang Lingyu.

"Hey! Lingyu, what did you just say? That quack doctor... no! Bai Yuan can really cure Uncle Jinzhong!"

No? This? Really?

This is very important!

He took care of Tian Jinzhong for many years.

I have even greater respect for this senior martial uncle!

Nobody wants to be stuck in a wheelchair forever.

Once one of the most outstanding disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion, he has now fallen into a state of being unable to walk.

The hardships involved are something most people simply cannot comprehend.

Rong Shan sincerely hopes that Tian Jinzhong can stand up again and overcome his inner demons.

Faced with Rongshan's eager gaze.

Zhang Lingyu took a deep breath.

Choose silence.

Rongshan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

But then,

A voice came from beside his ear.

The flickering lights inside cast shadows on the face of Zhang Lingyu, the "high priest" of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

He uttered a single sentence in a low voice.

"Senior Brother Rongshan, that Bai Yuan... might actually have a solution."

"Hoo—! So... I hope that during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, you can pull some strings and not put me and Bai Yuan on the same stage..."

Rong Shan was stunned.

"Huh? There really is a way?!"

"Huh?...Not in the same arena? Why...?"

The information contained in those two sentences is too much.

This nearly caused Rongshan's single-core processor to fail.

Behind the scenes?

Don't put them in the same arena?

Zhang Lingyu turned and left, brushing past Rong Shan.

Only a slightly cold voice remained.

"Senior brother, if Bai Yuan and I were on the same arena, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself and might hurt him..."

Zhang Lingyu left.

Rongshan stood there, stunned.

He rubbed his head vigorously.

It's a little hot...

What happened?

Such a deep-seated hatred?

Eh...

Should I protect Bai Yuan and make sure he doesn't die at Longhu Mountain?

After all, it seemed that the junior brother wasn't joking just now.

Wow... Just how deep is the grudge between these two?

...

the other side,

A two-story villa, living room.

Six people sat in front of a snow-white round table made of pine wood.

There were quite a few dishes on the table.

Drunken chicken, beer-braised duck, and a plate of tender fish being slowly simmered over a low flame.

The meat is delicate, fragrant, and steaming.

Stir-fried crayfish, with large crabs placed next to them, and two kinds of dipping sauces in the middle of the two plates, all with a smooth texture.

Beneath the round table were cases of beer.

Bai Yuan picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, dipped it in the sauce, and...

"Don't look at me! My face isn't stained, there's nothing wrong with it, just eat up."

I took a bite, and the fish was fresh, smooth, and delicious.

It's like adding a thickener to the middle of a jelly, which elevates its texture, making it smooth without being overly soft and losing its chewiness.

The right level of smoothness can lock in the flavor of the fish soup to the greatest extent.

Not bad!

The craftsmanship hasn't declined!

Xia Liuqing is a qualified 'master'; the cooking skills she taught him are genuine!

The fish he bought had almost no bones.

The taste is an added bonus.

Li Qingyi couldn't wait to pick up a piece of fish and stuff it into her mouth.

A rich aroma and a lingering sensation on the tongue.

As you bite into the fish, the tender juices burst in your mouth, giving your taste buds immense satisfaction!

The girl squinted her eyes happily.

"Bai Yuan, this is so delicious!"

Li Jianjia looked at her little apprentice's chubby cheeks and smiled knowingly.

She picked up her chopsticks with her bare hand and also picked up a piece of fish.

The Taoist nun ate with elegance, supporting her chopsticks with one hand as she slowly placed them in her mouth and pursed her lips.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Then his eyes lit up.

This... is really delicious!

Compared to the simple meals she ate on the mountain, a bite of fish made Li Jianjia's taste buds suddenly leap with delight...

Chen Duo sat on the stool cautiously and awkwardly.

She cherishes the present moment.

This was the first time someone had been willing to sit so close to her for a meal; no one treated her as a special person.

She cherished it... she cherished it with utmost care...