The Kidney Treasure
Murong Gong and Huang Zhengqian returned to their sect.
At this time, there were still many people queueing below.
Once again, they felt an ominous presence fill the sky, making it difficult for everyone inside and outside the formation to breathe.
Murong Gong had already helped Huang Zhengqian and said, "Brother Huang, now that the senior has dissipated his anger, what are your plans?"
Huang Zhengqian smiled bitterly, "To be honest, I'm not sure what to do next. I can only return to the immortal realm for now and come back down in a few days."
Huang Zhengqian actually wanted to build a good relationship with Chen Ping'an. But he knew their relationship was still a bit awkward at the moment. He could only come back to pay his respects to this being after some time had passed.
Murong Gong nodded and politely said, "Then I won't see you off. When you descend to the mortal realm again, brother, you can come find me for drinks and conversation."
Huang Zhengqian no longer viewed Murong Gong as an ordinary Spirit Separation cultivator. Adding that Murong Gong had spoken up for them in front of that being earlier, he now considered Murong Gong a good friend.
"Good, we'll share drinks and merriment another day!" Huang Zhengqian said with a smile.
After speaking, he suddenly looked down, deciding to give Murong Gong another gift.
He gazed upon everyone below as if he was the sovereign ruler of the entire world.
"From this day forth, I will protect the Ping'an Sect. Anyone who dares to harm the Ping'an Sect will not be able to remain in the mortal realm!"
His voice reverberated all around, deafeningly loud.
Upon hearing these words from such a powerful being, the crowd involuntarily turned pale.
Everyone held their breath.
At this moment, the weight and significance of the Ping'an Sect in their hearts increased by tens of thousands of times.
A sect protected by an immortal!
This was simply too powerful!
They could walk upright across the entire continent from now on!
After speaking, Huang Zhengqian cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Murong Gong, nodded at Bai Gufeng, and then vanished from the spot along with Chen Yanming.
Seeing Huang Zhengqian and the others disappear in the blink of an eye, an expression of wild joy appeared on Murong Gong's face.
Haha!
Now their sect's status on the continent was completely solidified.
They could rival top powers like the Celestial Lord Pavilion.
Moreover, they had a unique advantage:
A sect under the protection of an immortal!
Even if their overall strength was weaker, they had countless powerful beings standing behind them.
Who would dare provoke them in the future?
Murong Gong glanced at the people below and loudly proclaimed, "I believe many of you don't know why our sect is called the Ping'an Sect."
"The words 'Ping'an' have a simple and straightforward meaning - upon joining our Ping'an Sect, we will ensure your safety for life! What do geniuses fear the most? An untimely death! As the Sect Master of the Ping'an Sect, I vow that within our sect, you will be absolutely safe. Even if your enemy is an immortal, by joining the Ping'an Sect, I will still guarantee your safety!"
After speaking these impassioned words, Murong Gong's lips curled into a smile as he descended to the ground.
"How many disciples have been accepted?" Murong Gong asked Zhang Shaofeng.
Zhang Shaofeng replied, "Fifteen thousand people."
"Good, stop accepting new disciples immediately! Go tell them that from now on, we will only accept new disciples every three months, with a limit of one thousand people each time," Murong Gong said with narrowed eyes.
He hadn't forgotten about the people still queueing outside - most of them had initially thought their sect was a scam.
Since that's the case, why should we let them join our sect now?
As for those who had believed in them from the start and joined the sect, he decided to cultivate them well.
He had just seen the cultivation resources provided by Chen Yanming in that jade slip.
Tsk tsk.
The amount of resources inside was staggering.
Upon hearing that they would no longer be accepting new disciples, those still queueing outside were dumbfounded.
Suddenly, there were cries of lamentation everywhere.
Many people started cursing themselves for not queueing up earlier.
Those who had successfully joined the sect felt relieved when they saw many others being turned away.
Initially, they had also heard others call them fools.
Now, they finally felt that the true fools were not them.
After Murong Gong had everything sorted out, he instructed the sect elders to arrange accommodation for the new disciples.
He then gathered Murong Xue and the others.
"Tomorrow at noon, we'll go visit that senior together. The senior is inviting us for a meal!"
After sharing this good news, a broad smile appeared on Murong Gong's face.
Upon hearing this, Murong Xue and the others' eyes lit up with excitement.
The senior was going to provide them with another opportunity?!
At this moment, Bai Gufeng and Bai Xiaochun appeared before Murong Gong and the others.
Bai Gufeng smiled, "Brother Gong, from now on, Xiaochun will be under your guidance."
Murong Gong nodded with a smile.
Bai Xiaochun had exceptional talent, and he didn't dare easily accept him as a disciple.
After all, Bai Gufeng was more qualified to guide Bai Xiaochun.
However, he also understood Bai Gufeng's intention - he probably wanted Bai Xiaochun to stay here and have more contact with that senior.
After Bai Gufeng gave some final instructions to Bai Xiaochun, he took his leave.
...
In Qingxuan Town, Chen Ping'an had finished his lunch and was feeling bored.
In the end, he decided to visit the medical clinic as part of his mission.
Qingxuan Town only had one medical clinic.
The physician was the same elderly man who had treated Su Ling's illness not long ago.
"Old Sir, seems quite free and easy here," Chen Ping'an said as he entered the clinic, which was quite spacious, about the size of his courtyard.
Upon entering, he noticed that apart from a young attendant dozing off and the idle physician, there was no one else.
Hearing Chen Ping'an's words, the physician found them odd.
In his heart, he thought:
Being free and easy is good.
It means no one is sick.
What doctor enjoys being busy?
"Sir Chen, why have you come? Is that little girl ill again?" the physician asked.
He was still hung up on that previous incident.
In all his years of medical practice, he had never encountered such symptoms before.
One moment she had a high fever, with a forehead hot enough to fry an egg.
But the next moment, she was completely fine without any issues.
After some time, she suddenly developed a high fever again.
It was truly baffling.
Chen Ping'an shook his head, "No, she's eating and drinking well, full of life and energy. I just came to have a look around."
Have a look around?
"Sir Chen, are you ill?" the physician asked with a blink of his eyes.
In his profession, the phrase "have a look around" implied seeking medical treatment.
Chen Ping'an was momentarily stunned, then shook his head with some embarrassment, "No, I'm not."
He felt it would be quite awkward to say that he had come to the clinic to see if anyone was critically or fatally injured.
The physician was highly perceptive and noticed Chen Ping'an's brief flicker of embarrassment.
He understood!
Ah, I see.
Sir Chen must be suffering from kidney deficiency?!
He's come here secretly to seek treatment!
That subtle hint of embarrassment was the evidence!
The physician coughed and said, "Sir Chen, I understand the purpose of your visit now. Please, have a seat, and let mefeel your pulse."
"Actually, it's quite normal for men to experience some kidney deficiency. You must believe me - my name is Shen Bao, but people call me the 'Kidney Treasure'. In this realm of kidney disorders, I say I'm second to none! I guarantee I can help restore your condition!"
The physician, thinking Chen Ping'an was secretly seeking treatment for kidney issues, launched into explaining his expertise in that area while inviting Chen to have his pulse examined.
Chen Ping'an was taken aback by the misunderstanding. He tried to clarify, feeling rather awkward about the situation.
"No, no, Physician Shen, there has been a misunderstanding..." he began, hoping to steer the conversation back on track about his original purpose for visiting the clinic.
The physician, convinced of his own diagnosis, remained adamant about treating Chen's perceived "kidney deficiency"...