"A Medicine King? Madam, are you mistaken?"

Wu Zhiyong stared at the old woman in front of him in disbelief.

He wandered around the ancient treasure market for more than ten days, and finally came across an ancient sword fragment that moved his heart. Unexpectedly, the old woman asked for the Medicine King.

"That's right, I will exchange a Yaohuang plant for this fragment." The old woman said firmly.

"Auntie, do you know what level of existence the Medicine King is?" Wu Zhiyong said speechlessly: "Let's do this, I will give you ten spiritual grasses in exchange for your ancient sword fragments. You will definitely not lose."

The woman said nothing, just shook her head.

The people on the side gradually became noisy as they listened.

"Brother, please stop trying to persuade me. This woman is probably crazy. She probably doesn't even know what the Medicine King is."

"An ordinary person who wants the King of Medicine? Either he is poor and crazy, or he is short-sighted." Someone laughed.

"This woman has been here for a while. If her price had been normal, the deal would have been completed long ago." Someone who knows the inside story said.

Wu Zhiyong frowned, but he didn't give up, but no matter what he said, the old woman wouldn't let go, and she would only trade it if she wanted a Medicine King.

Qin Cheng came over and couldn't help but smile when he heard Wu Zhiyong's price. It seemed that no matter what this boy was interested in, he would always buy ten spiritual herbs.

But depending on the situation, the old woman is unwilling to give in, and Wu Zhiyong is reluctant to part with the fragment of the ancient sword. It is possible that the two of them are still arguing. It is a waste of time.

Qin Cheng walked forward directly.

"Auntie, what this brother said is right. The Medicine King is a rare thing in the world. I'm afraid it has become extinct now. No matter how long you wait, you will never be able to get the Medicine King." Qin Cheng said.

"Why don't I give you a Medicine King in exchange for this fragment?" Qin Cheng said.

Now that I have a lot of money, I wouldn't feel too pity if I gave Wu Zhiyong a Medicine King.

The old woman's expression suddenly changed several times. In fact, after being here for so many days, she probably understood some things. Although the thing in her hand was indeed of some value, the Medicine King seemed to be even more legendary.

When the onlookers heard that Qin Cheng opened his mouth to be the King of Medicine, they all gasped.

This price is not cheap to exchange for a piece.

"Old lady, why are you hesitating? That's the king of medicine. One plant can cost tens of millions or hundreds of millions." Someone couldn't help shouting.

"Hurry up and agree. Don't be stupid." The other person shook his head.

However, the woman hesitated for a long time and shook her head in refusal.

"I want the Medicine King."

"You!" Wu Zhiyong was a little angry and helpless. The old woman bit her lower lip but did not give in at all.

Qin Cheng thought for a moment, changed his approach, and said with a smile: "Auntie, can you tell me what you want this Medicine King to do?"

"My son needs this, why do you ask?" the old woman said warily.

Qin Cheng squinted his eyes and probably understood the situation.

"You are here to treat your son." Qin Cheng's words made the old woman's face change slightly.

"Don't worry, I'm a doctor. If I treat your son well, how about you give me this fragment?" Qin Cheng said.

"My son is very ill. At your age, you can't see it well." The old woman shook her head.

Qin Cheng is too young, and most people like him don't have good medical skills.

"That's not necessarily the case. Stretch out your hand and I'll check on you first."

Qin Cheng smiled. The lady stretched out her hand doubtfully, Qin Cheng touched her pulse slightly, and a stream of spiritual energy poured in.

The old woman's eyes widened instantly. She felt that her whole body was extremely warm, as if she was soaking in a hot spring.

"Move your legs to see if the leg disease has healed."

Qin Cheng let go of his hand and spoke.

The old woman moved her body hesitantly. She was shocked to find that her old limbs seemed to be rejuvenated, and all her old ailments were gone.

This magical method was something I had never seen before.

"Miracle doctor, please save my son."

The old woman's body trembled and she knelt down in front of Qin Cheng with a plop.

The onlookers were also a little shocked. Qin Cheng seemed to have just taken a pulse, and the woman was convinced.

"Old man, get up." Qin Cheng helped him up.

"As long as you can cure my son's eye disease, I am willing to give this fragment as a gift." The old woman said excitedly.

On the side, Wu Zhiyong felt a little unhappy. His persuasion for a long time had no effect, but as soon as Qin Cheng took action, the other party immediately treated him frankly.

Later, the three of them accompanied the old woman to a dilapidated residence on Aurora Island.

"Mom, you are back."

The room was dimly lit and the environment was very poor. A young man with a black cloth over his eyes was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Hearing noises in the courtyard, he asked.

"Masters, my son was originally a cultivator of immortality, but he ended up in this situation today. I beg you to save him." The old woman said, wiping her tears.

"Immortal cultivator?" Qin Cheng's eyes moved.

In fact, he had already guessed that it was impossible for an ordinary person to understand the word "Yao Huang" after all.

"Mom, who are you talking to?" The young man's expression changed slightly, he raised his voice and said nervously.

"Yu'er, I found a miracle doctor today. He will definitely cure your eyes," the old woman said.

"How many times have I told you that my disease cannot be cured by ordinary means. As long as the King of Medicine can do it, let these quack doctors go away." Who knows that after hearing this, the young man showed an irritated look and pointed at several people in Qincheng to curse.

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"How will you know if you don't try? Don't worry, I won't charge you if it can't be cured."

Qin Cheng walked into the room and took a look at the young man. The man was probably in his twenties, with handsome features and a somewhat heroic appearance, but perhaps because of his blindness, he looked haggard and full of stubble.

"Give me your hand." Perhaps after hearing Qin Cheng's promise, the young man looked a little better and handed over his hand.

Qin Cheng followed suit and spiritual energy poured into his body.

As if feeling Qin Cheng's spiritual energy, the young man's expression suddenly changed and he wanted to retract his hand, but Qin Cheng held him firmly with his backhand.

"The meridians are cut off, the Dantian is damaged, your eyes are ruined, someone has destroyed you, the method is cruel enough."

Qin Cheng opened his mouth, a flash of light flashing in his eyes.

The young man felt as if he was struck by thunder. He jerked his arm back and said in a trembling voice, "Who are you? Are you also a cultivator?"

"I understand. I've been crippled by you, and I've sworn not to tell anyone about that incident, but you still won't let me go and come here to hunt me down!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. His whole body began to tremble violently.

"Come and kill me, I am not afraid of you, Taoist sect's beasts, I, Song Yu, am not afraid of anything!" The young man was incoherent and roared wildly.

"Yu'er, what's wrong with you?" When the old woman saw this, she suddenly panicked and went over to hug the young man.

The scene was chaotic.

"What did he just say?"

Wu Zhiyong didn't react, but vaguely heard the young man mentioning Taoism and the like.

"nothing."
Chapter completed!