Chapter 126: Better to Owe the King of Hell Three Lives Than to Owe Ling Xiao a Single Penny

Ling Xiao cast a casual glance at the woman.

"Do not presume to guess my intentions."

The woman smiled leisurely and replied, "Divine Doctor Ling, I am merely a patient seeking treatment."

Ling Xiao tapped the sign hanging by the doorway. "Wait in line."

With that, he turned to walk inside. The woman blocked his path again.

"Divine Doctor Ling, my condition cannot wait that long! If it drags on any further, I fear I will not live to see the day I am cured."

"What does that have to do with me?"

Before the woman could speak, her maid retorted rudely, "How can you be like this? Isn't saving lives the duty of a doctor? Besides, aren't you just trying to put on airs to drive up the price? Let me tell you, as long as you cure our Young Miss, you won't be shorted a single cent!"

"You... cannot afford it."

Ling Xiao’s detached words infuriated the maid once more.

"Hah! Are you joking? Do you know who our Young Miss is? She is the eldest daughter of the Su family of Jiangnan! Su Yanran! Our family’s assets exceed tens of billions; we could buy thousands of clinics like yours! And we can't afford your fee? How ridiculous!"

Su Yanran did not stop her maid; clearly, she took great pride in her family background. Taking a deep breath, she said with solemnity, "Mr. Ling, I am genuinely here to beg for your help. Please, treat me. Price is not an issue."

Ling Xiao glanced at her. Seeing the arrogance on her face, a faint ripple appeared in his otherwise indifferent eyes. A moment later, he uttered three words.

"Ten billion."

"Are you insane?" The maid shrieked on the spot. "Ten billion? Why don't you just go rob a bank?"

"If you don't have the money, then get lost! Don't waste my time."

Su Yanran’s delicate brows furrowed. Just as the maid was about to argue further, she seemed to have a change of heart and blurted out, "Deal!"

"My heavens, Miss, have you lost your mind? You’re actually going to give him ten billion!"

Su Yanran let out a long sigh. "If I’m dead, all that money is useless. Divine Doctor Ling, can we begin now?"

Ling Xiao looked into her eyes for a moment, then turned and walked into the clinic. "If that is the case, then come in."

The maid hurriedly grabbed Su Yanran, looking anxious. "Miss, you absolutely cannot go in! Ten billion—this is clearly extortion! Why don't we just hire someone to beat him up? Give him a taste of his own medicine; I doubt he would dare do anything to us."

Su Yanran smiled faintly, tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, and said with a confident smirk, "You silly girl, when will you ever use your brain? I’ll agree to his terms for now. Once he treats me, I’ll tell him to go to Jiangnan to collect the money. If he shows up there, I’ll just throw a few million at him to send him away. Jiangnan is my family's territory; what do I have to fear from him?"

The maid’s eyes lit up. "Oh, right! Why didn't I think of that? You are so clever, Miss! Heh, that fool—if he had just been reasonable, he might have had a chance to get a few million, but now? He can forget about it!"

With that, the two women walked into the clinic with cheerful expressions.

How could Ling Xiao be unaware of Su Yanran’s scheme? As one of the three masters of Ghost Valley, his intelligence was far beyond that of ordinary people. A mere Su Yanran could not fool him. However, he did not expose her.

Was the price Ling Xiao set something that could be changed on a whim? Everyone in Ghost Valley knew: one would rather owe the King of Hell three lives than owe Ling Xiao a single penny.

Ling Xiao cured Su Yanran quickly. Her condition was a congenital acute heart disease, which could have been treated by ordinary doctors, but she also suffered from leukemia. Any surgery would have caused uncontrollable bleeding, leaving her with no chance of survival.

After the treatment, Su Yanran could not help but exclaim, "Divine Doctor Ling’s medical skills are truly unparalleled. This young lady has certainly had her eyes opened today!"

Ling Xiao showed no joy or pride, merely saying coolly, "When will the money arrive?"

Su Yanran paused, then laughed. "Don't worry, Divine Doctor. Once I return to Jiangnan, I will certainly send someone to deliver it. Of course, if you are concerned, you are welcome to accompany me to Jiangnan to collect it."

"Then keep it as a debt. In a few days, I will go to Jiangnan to collect it myself."

"Very well, that works too! If there is nothing else, we shall take our leave!"

Ling Xiao nodded, and Su Yanran left the clinic with her maid.

"Miss, you have to admit, this Divine Doctor Ling really is something! He cured such a difficult illness in one go!" After a pause, she added smugly, "But he is a bit of a fool! He probably still thinks we are actually going to give him ten billion!"

Su Yanran smiled faintly. Recalling Ling Xiao’s unfathomable eyes, she felt a flicker of apprehension, but she brushed it aside instantly.

No matter how miraculous Ling Xiao’s medical skills were, what of it? In the face of the powerful Su family, all of this was nothing! The Su family was not just wealthy. Behind the Su family stood the renowned Martial Saint of Jiangnan, Su Yannan! The name Su Yannan shook all of Jiangnan; no one dared offend him. And behind Su Yannan was the Great General of the Dragon Group, Su Dinghai!

In Jiangnan, those who dared to disrespect the Su family could be counted on one hand. Ling Xiao had best not cause trouble for the Su family in Jiangnan, or he would simply be courting his own death.

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After Su Yanran departed, Mu Yiren finally returned home from work, and Ming Cheng and Xiu’er finished their meditation. The four people gathered in the small courtyard, the harmonious atmosphere warming the heart.

"Young Master, you’re back. I bet that group of brats is regretting provoking you by now, ha-ha!" Ming Cheng boasted loudly, mocking them without reserve.

Ling Xiao glanced at him. "Third-tier Martial Saint. Your progress is too slow. This is the mortal realm, and the spiritual energy is not abundant. You had better get back to Ghost Valley and cultivate until you reach the tenth-tier Martial Venerate realm before you come out."

Ming Cheng’s face fell. "Don't say that, Young Master! I just want to stay by your side!"

Xiu’er smirked. "Master Ming, you don't want to stay by the Young Master’s side—you want to stay here to be with your little Keke, don't you?"

Ming Cheng blushed, and Ling Xiao looked slightly surprised. "I never imagined that you, a reincarnated Martial Emperor, would set your sights on a young girl."

Mu Yiren chuckled softly, "If you are lonely, take Keke with you. I will give her paid leave."

Ming Cheng’s eyes lit up. "Oh? Really? Young Mistress, you aren't teasing me, are you?"

Mu Yiren rolled her eyes. "Your Keke spends her time at the company staring into space and giggling to herself; her intelligence has dropped so severely she is no longer fit for work. I’ll let her go keep you company for a while!"

"Young Mistress, I will never forget your great kindness. I will certainly reach the Martial Venerate realm quickly and return to serve the Young Master!"

"Go on then. I’ll give Keke a call; I trust she won't refuse."