Ning Tao continued to observe Chu Yixiong. His mind was turning over all the ways to treat him. This might be another case with no treatment fees, but the problem was more serious than that. Unlike Lin Qinghua, Chu Yixiong did not want Ning Tao as his Master. He was a proud, patriotic old scientist. If Chu Yixiong did not destroy all his research materials to atone for his sin, he would retain memories of Sky Clinic. This would mean Ning Tao's secret coming into the open. Even thinking about this gave him a big headache.

“Traitor, watch my halbert!” Chu Yixiong suddenly stretched out the broom in his hand and poked at Ning Tao's face. Although he was only holding a plastic broom, the thrust came with his demon power and must not be underestimated.

Ning Tao stretched out his hand, grabbed the plastic broom and said, “Brother Lyu Bu, please put down your Fangtian Halbert. Why don't we talk?”

Chu Yixiong rebuked him. “Thou treasonous cur! Release my Fangtian Halbert!”

Ning Tao pulled the plastic broom from Chu Yixiong's hand and then casually threw it in the corner of the room.

“How darest thou!” Chu Yixiong's eyes were gleaming with green light.

Ning Tao suddenly kicked his foot on the plastic bench and one of its legs broke. Chu Yixiong, who had been sitting on it, immediately tumbled to the ground.

“Oh, Red Hare! Red Hare… Boohoo…” Clasping the plastic bench in his arms, Chu Yixiong burst into tears.

“Dad?” From outside the room came Chu Haoze's voice. He sounded very anxious and worried.

“Mr. Chu, don't be worried. You can't go in too. Doctor Ning has his own set of rules in treating his patients.” It was Jiang Hao's voice.

In the end, Chu Haoze did not enter.

From outside the door came Yang Lingzhi's concerned voice. “Doctor Ning, do be careful. My husband is old and can't withstand much stress.”

Ning Tao answered, “Don't worry. I know my limits.”

For a moment, all was quiet outside the door.

Ning Tao knew Yang Lingzhi and Chu Haoze were only temporarily appeased. If something happened which aroused their worry, they would likely barge in. But he did not stop provoking Chu Yixiong. He said to Chu Yixiong, “Lyu Bu, I have slept with Diao Chan. Her body's so smooth and tender. She told me she'd long thought of abandoning you. Only I can give her happiness. You know who I am? I'm your G.o.dfather, Dong Zhuo!”

“Ah—” Chu Yixiong, much provoked, suddenly let off a bellow. He threw away “Red Hare” in his arms and leaped up, hurling himself vigorously at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao did not move. He merely stared at him.

Chu Yixiong immediately throttled Ning Tao's neck, his eyes gleaming with green light. He growled as if insane, “Lowborn Dong Zhuo! I shalt kill thee!”

Although he was being strangled, Ning Tao still did not react. He calmly opened his small medicine chest and took out the ledger of bamboo slips, pasting it on Chu Yixiong's arm.

He had provoked Chu Yixiong to attack him so as to take a diagnosis of Chu Yixiong using the ledger of bamboo slips. He had one further intention: he wanted Chu Yixiong to reveal his demonic side and show his capabilities as a new demon.

Chu Yixiong's hands kept applying force and yet Ning Tao's throat was like a tree trunk. No matter how hard he throttled, he could not suffocate Ning Tao. He could not even hurt that outer layer of skin on Ning Tao's neck, let alone put pressure on his neck muscles, arteries or respiratory tract.

A few seconds later, Ning Tao removed the ledger of bamboo slips on Chu Yixiong's arm. Before he could unfurl it and take a look, Chu Yixiong suddenly spoke.

“Holy Mountain… Holy Mountain…” Chu Yixiong kept muttering. But what was strange was that this voice was not his own. He seemed to be imitating a woman's voice— delicate and high-pitched, full of demon aura.

Was this Chu Yixiong's ability as a new demon?

Ning Tao was instantly stunned. He stared straight at Chu Yixiong. In his sight, Chu Yixiong's eyes were almost completely green. He had completely demonized.

“Holy Mountain… Holy Mountain…” Chu Yixiong still chanted.

“What are you trying to say? Go on, say it now,” Ning Tao urged. A person suddenly floated in his mind— the woman in red belonging to the past.

When he last saw her, he was suffering from the allergic effects of the residual Ancestor-seeking Elixir. Then, her lips seemed to be moving. She seemed to be saying something to him, yet he could not hear her voice at all. Right now, Chu Yixiong was chanting “Holy Mountain” with a feminine voice. So Ning Tao suddenly thought of her.

It was not an unwarranted guess, but a reasonable conjecture given the circ.u.mstances.

In some sense, that woman in red existing in the past was hidden in the Ancestor-seeking Elixir. He could only see her under the allergic effects of the elixir. So Chu Yixiong, who had turned into a new demon while researching the Ancestor-seeking Elixir, could have received some information having completely demonized. This conjecture made sense.

“Holy Mountain… Holy Mountain…” Chu Yixiong kept muttering this name alone. But the feminine tone in his voice became less and less evident.

Ning Tao was becoming more and more frantic. “Holy Mountain? What Holy Mountain? Are you that woman in red? What are you trying to tell me?”

“Holy Mountain…. Hahaha…” Chu Yixiong suddenly started to chuckle. His chuckle sounded like the laughter of those eunuchs in period television series. By the time he had started chuckling, there was no longer any feminine quality to his voice. The green gleam in his eyes also became fainter and then completely disappeared.

Suddenly, Chu Yixiong's back stiffened and he fell backwards.

Ning Tao hurriedly stretched out his arms and caught him. Then he carried him to the bed. He sat on the side of the bed, unfurling the ledger of bamboo slips.

Information began to hover on the ledger of bamboo slips: Chu Yixiong, born in 1967, the third day of the fifth lunar month. A man of great virtue. His first virtuous act: being respectful to his parents, worth 10 merit points of good intention. His second virtuous act: conducting medical research to the welfare of all, worth 5,137 merit points. His third virtuous act: charitably a.s.sisting 35 children who could not pay their school fees, worth 105 merit points. Turning into a new demon: seven demerit points. His entire merits of good intention: 5,255 merit points. He could have a merit of good intention prescription pact, to purge himself of his demonic body. Lifespan: 150 years. Has acc.u.mulated great positive karma for his next life.

Such great merits of good intention!

Ning Tao's hands s.h.i.+vered. He was so shocked that he nearly dropped the ledger of bamboo slips to the floor.

It was the first time he had seen a man of great virtue. It meant sudden bliss for Ning Tao! He had found it difficult to earn more merits of good intention, yet Jiang Hao's one phone call meant this bounty for him! After earning this merit of good intention, he could unlock one of the two storerooms in Sky Clinic, getting more cultivation resources for himself!

Ning Tao suddenly remembered something. He told himself quietly. “This Chu Yixiong has earned so many merit points by developing new drugs which have benefited humanity. He is a man of great virtue. But his situation is no different than Lin Qinghua's. So why must Lin Qinghua destroy his research materials to atone for his sin, and yet such a condition does not apply to Chu Yixiong?”

The same “illness” and a different prescription. It was indeed very baffling.

“Wait…” Ning Tao suddenly patted the back of his head and came to a realization. “Although their illnesses are the same, their characters are different. I prescribed Lin Qinghua a sin of evil intention prescription pact. It would only work if he atoned his sins as the condition. But Chu Yixiong is a man of great virtue and had many merit points. His is a merit of good intention prescription pact. So such a condition will not apply to him at all!”

As he thought about this, Ning Tao's heart started to flutter with great excitement. If Chu Yixiong were to destroy the project of ancestor seeking, Ning Tao would not be able to earn this merit of good intention, worth more than 5,000 merit points. It would be more like unattainable money in the sky. But if he had prescribed a merit of good intention prescription pact, the problem would be easily resolved. He only needed to bring Chu Yixiong to Sky Clinic to earn this huge treatment fee!

A merit of good intention, worth 5,255 points. Such of a vast sum of treatment fee before him. It almost made him forget the voice of that woman in red.

At this moment, Chu Yixiong suddenly opened his eyes, staring stupidly at the ceiling. He muttered, “Biyue, I shalt come in the wind to see thee…”

Biyue was the byname of Diao Chan. He was really thinking himself as Lyu Bu.

Ning Tao had already made up his mind. He kept the ledger of bamboo slips and rose to open the door. The moment he opened it, he saw Jiang Hao's back directly blocking his way. At this moment, she seemed like Qing Zhui, his personal doorkeeper.

Yang Lingzhi and Chu Haoze who were waiting by the door came up to him.

“Doctor Ning, how's my dad?” Chu Haoze asked anxiously.

Yang Lingzhi was even more anxious. She took the opportunity while Jiang Hao was turning her back to circ.u.mvent her and enter the room. As she entered, she asked concernedly, “Hubby, how are you?”

Chu Yixiong glanced at Yang Lingzhi and cried rudely, “Whence comest this old woman? I shalt behead thee if thou wakest Biyue!”

Yang Lingzhi's feet instantly froze. Her tears started to course down involuntarily. Her husband, whom she had lived with half her life, suddenly could not recognize her. And he was addressing her so fiercely. How could she not feel sad?

Ning Tao said, “Don't be anxious, Auntie Yang. I was just giving Old Mr. Chu a check-up. I haven't started my treatment yet.”

Chu Haoze asked anxiously, “Doctor Ning, what illness has my dad contracted?”

Ning Tao answered quietly, “Some demonic energy has possessed him. You may think it a mental illness. You can even think of it as a nervous ailment. The hospitals can't treat him, but I have a way to completely cure him.”

Chu Haoze's face was full of bewilderment. He obviously did not understand what “demonic energy possession” meant.

“Then please treat my husband now. Just state your terms and we will satisfy you, even if it means selling all our possessions,” Yang Lingzhi said, sobbing.

Ning Tao said, “I don't want any treatment fee. Let me reiterate: I have my own set of rules in treating my patients. If you want me to cure Old Mr. Chu, no problem. But the treatment procedure carries some risks. I'm only asking you people not to come in. Can you do that?”

Yang Lingzhi and Chu Haoze nodded at the same time.

Ning Tao said, “Very well then, please get out and wait by the door.”

Yang Lingzhi started and then walked out. “I'm going out now. Please, you must cure my husband.”

The door was closed again.

Ning Tao locked the room door. After checking the curtain and window, he took out an ordinary prescription with the picture of a blood lock. Then he opened the convenient door.