After Forcibly Taking The Beautiful, Powerful, And Tragic Demon Lord As A Concubine - Chapter 14

Lin Xueqing: “…”

He really wanted to scream out loud: I’ve been wronged!

It wasn’t that he was fawning over everyone; he was clearly only fawning over people who could help Ye Mingjing. If Feng Ruyu wasn’t the Ghost Doctor capable of treating Ye Mingjing, would he be so crazy as to chase after him like this?

But clearly, Ye Mingjing did not understand his heart.

Or rather, he didn’t understand anyone’s heart.

Take this moment, for instance.

He understood neither Lin Xueqing’s heart nor Feng Ruyu’s.

He didn’t understand that Lin Xueqing was sucking up to Feng Ruyu for his sake; nor did he understand that Feng Ruyu was taking out his anger on him because of Feng Ruhui.

Lin Xueqing’s heart felt chilled to the bone. The warmth he had managed to gather at the arena earlier seemed to vanish instantly, as if a basin of ice-cold water had been dumped over his head.

But Lin Xueqing thought: Warmth is one thing, but survival is another.

So, he tilted his head and cleverly shifted the topic: “Let’s not talk about that. Let’s get straight to business.”

Ye Mingjing withdrew his gaze and said, “Fine.”

“Even though you’ve fallen to such a state, your temper is as foul as ever.” Feng Ruyu said he’d talk business, but his topic remained stuck on the previous point.

Perhaps because they shared a common enemy and a sense of shared indignation, he actually began to stand up for Lin Xueqing: “This silly kid surnamed Lin went to a lot of trouble to get me to come out for your sake. Just now, he fought that young bully one-on-one and suffered so much for you. Don’t you feel even a little bit of gratitude?”

Ye Mingjing turned his head to look at Lin Xueqing and asked, “Is that so?”

The “pigpen warning” was still in effect.

Of course, Lin Xueqing couldn’t say yes.

He could only swallow his bitterness and say, “No, these are all things I should do. Your Lordship needn’t mind it.”

Ye Mingjing looked back at Feng Ruyu.

He didn’t speak, but his eyes clearly said: See? The person involved doesn’t even think so.

Feng Ruyu was so furious he almost slammed the table: “Lin Xueqing, how can you be so cowardly!”

Lin Xueqing thought to himself: Well, I am just that cowardly. Who let Ye Mingjing have such a trump card over me? However, Lin Xueqing was very grateful to Feng Ruyu for speaking up for him, so he was even more determined not to let Feng Ruyu anger the Great Demon Head.

After all, when the Great Demon Head got angry…

He wouldn’t care about old ties with subordinates or brothers.

“I’m cowardly, I’m cowardly. It’s all my fault.”

Lin Xueqing apologized, saying, “So, Master Ghost Doctor, if you’re angry, just take it out on me. Please don’t take it out on His Lordship because of me.”

Feng Ruyu: “…”

Ye Mingjing wasn’t wrong.

He had seen fawning, but never anyone as fawning as Lin Xueqing.

However, Feng Ruyu was a man of his word. Since he had agreed to treat Ye Mingjing, he never intended to back out.

So, even though he wore a sour expression throughout, he decided to start the process.

“First, a few rules.”

“Please, go ahead—”

“First, I don’t practice medicine as an act of charity. I require spirit stones, and they are very expensive. Be prepared; pay the consultation fee first, then I’ll look.”

“That is only natural.”

“Second, I never said I could cure Ye Mingjing. His injuries are too numerous and too severe. It’s highly likely that after the examination, I won’t be able to treat him. When that happens, you can’t say I cheated you of your money.”

Lin Xueqing said, “Rest assured, I won’t blame you at all. Please, examine him boldly.”

Feng Ruyu finally took a deep breath and said, “Fine then. Pay first. Ten thousand high-grade spirit stones per visit.”

Feng Ruyu thought to himself: Since you’re treating good intentions like dirt, I’m going to fleece you.

But what he didn’t expect was that after he quoted the price, Lin Xueqing looked pleasantly surprised: “Only that much?”

Feng Ruyu: “?”

Did I charge too little?

Lin Xueqing patted his chest: “When you said it was expensive, I thought it would be over a hundred thousand. I didn’t expect it to be only ten thousand.”

As expected, the Ghost Doctor viewed money like dung.

Then, with a thud.

Lin Xueqing slammed a spatial ring onto the table and said grandly:

“Since it’s a house call, I’ll give double. There are twenty thousand here. Please check it, Master Ghost Doctor.”

Feng Ruyu: “…I’m going to have to fight you rich people sooner or later!”

But fight or not.

The money still had to be taken.

Feng Ruyu nimbly pocketed the spatial ring. His expression softened slightly after checking it, as the ring indeed contained twenty thousand high-quality high-grade spirit stones with no fakes.

“Master Ghost Doctor, can you begin the examination now?”

Feng Ruyu said, “Yes. Go close the door and then stand far away.”

Lin Xueqing: “?”

Initially, he didn’t quite understand why Feng Ruyu wanted him to stand far back, until the examination began.

Good heavens, Nascent Soul cultivators were truly terrifying!

A medical examination in the cultivation world was naturally different from an old doctor in the mortal world feeling a pulse.

Lin Xueqing saw Feng Ruyu reach out toward Ye Mingjing. A condensed strand of spiritual energy sprouted from his fingertip like a thread; however, the beginning of the thread was red, while the end was gold.

The golden end of the thread whizzed into Ye Mingjing’s body.

The red beginning of the thread remained connected to Feng Ruyu.

Once the connection was complete, Feng Ruyu increased the spiritual energy wound around the thread and began chanting an incantation.

Instantly, the room was filled with brilliant light.

Even watching from a great distance, Lin Xueqing felt a heavy, stifling sensation in his chest.

Feng Ruyu wasn’t doing it on purpose, but this was one of the rules of the cultivation world: higher-level cultivators exerted an irresistible pressure on lower-level ones.

If Rong Yaowei had been a Golden Core cultivator—just one level higher than Lin Xueqing—Lin Xueqing wouldn’t have even needed to fight; Rong Yaowei could have crushed him with this pressure alone.

Luckily, he wasn’t!

But then again, under this pressure, Lin Xueqing felt like vomiting, yet Ye Mingjing, a “normal person,” remained remarkably calm.

Within visible range.

He saw the golden thread formed by Feng Ruyu’s spiritual energy darting around inside Ye Mingjing’s body like a loach.

One moment it darted to his face.

The next, to his hand.

It moved so fast Lin Xueqing’s eyes were becoming blurred!

But just then.

Suddenly.

The golden thread stopped.

“Is it over?” Lin Xueqing hurried forward to check the situation. Feng Ruyu shouted sternly, “Not yet! Stand there and don’t move. No matter what happens, do not move!”

Lin Xueqing: “Okay!”

But why? Is he afraid I’ll mess things up if I intervene?

Before Lin Xueqing could figure out a reason, the scene changed again.

The golden threads began to spread throughout Ye Mingjing’s body… at the same time, the red threads began to spread across Feng Ruyu’s body as well.

Eventually.

Ye Mingjing’s body was almost entirely occupied by golden threads.

The same was true for Feng Ruyu.

Lin Xueqing’s scalp tingled looking at this; his trypophobia was almost triggered.

Fortunately, this scene didn’t last long. Fifteen minutes later, the threads in both bodies gradually dispersed and faded.

After another fifteen minutes.

The golden threads had completely left Ye Mingjing’s body.

Ye Mingjing opened his eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Xueqing wanted to step forward again. But this time, before Ye Mingjing could stop him, something went wrong on Feng Ruyu’s side.

“Ah! Pain… it hurts!”

Feng Ruyu clutched his shoulder and suddenly let out a miserable scream.

Lin Xueqing turned his head and was horrified to find that at some point, Feng Ruyu had turned deathly pale, his lips were bloodless, and pea-sized beads of sweat were pouring off his forehead.

“Feng Ruyu! What’s wrong with you, Feng Ruyu!”

Lin Xueqing was terrified.

He thought Feng Ruyu had suddenly fallen ill or an old injury had flared up.

But just as he was about to rush forward to help Feng Ruyu up and give him a pill, Ye Mingjing spoke: “Don’t touch him.”

Lin Xueqing was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan: “Why? What’s wrong with him? Should I go find another medical cultivator to take a look?”

Ye Mingjing said calmly, “No need. This is his special method of examination. If you find someone to treat him, it will instead ruin everything.”

“Method?”

With Ye Mingjing saying this, Lin Xueqing regained a bit of his senses and calmed down.

He also remembered Feng Ruyu’s earlier instructions—that he wasn’t to move regardless of what happened. So… was this what he meant?

Ye Mingjing said, “Yes. This technique is called ‘Synesthesia.’ As the name suggests, it is a unique secret technique that allows a medical cultivator to feel exactly what the patient feels.”

Lin Xueqing realized: “In other words, Master Ghost Doctor just used this Synesthesia technique to connect your two bodies? So, he is currently experiencing the state of your body, Your Lordship?”

“Correct.”

Ye Mingjing said, “Because this method is too cruel, it has long been lost in the cultivation world; only Feng Ruyu still knows it. But precisely because he knows it, he can treat patients that ordinary medical cultivators cannot.”

“…Cruel?”

“Mhm.” Ye Mingjing slightly closed his eyes and stopped talking.

At first, Lin Xueqing didn’t have much of a sense of the “cruelty” Ye Mingjing mentioned. After all, everything had just begun.

Although Feng Ruyu was screaming in intense pain right now.

For a Nascent Soul cultivator, this was clearly just a drop in the bucket.

Cultivation was very bitter.

It was common for people to break a leg during cultivation, get stabbed in the chest during a fight, or experience qi deviation where spiritual energy flowed backward.

Therefore, the higher a person’s cultivation, the more they were accustomed to enduring pain.

Mainly because they were used to it.

But soon, Lin Xueqing watched with his own eyes as Feng Ruyu underwent inhuman torture over the next three days and nights.

…

“AAAAAAH—AAAAAAH—”

It had already been a day and a night.

Feng Ruyu’s miserable screams still hadn’t stopped.

If Lin Xueqing hadn’t called Lin Hai to help set up a silencing array outside the room, everyone in Chengtian Valley would probably know that someone was being tortured in Ye Mingjing’s room.

Yes, Lin Xueqing used the words “suffering torture” to describe the current Feng Ruyu.

When he went to Mount Taihang to find Feng Ruyu, he never imagined that the Ghost Doctor’s medical examination would come at such a price.

No wonder Feng Ruyu wanted ten thousand spirit stones.

For this kind of examination, even charging a hundred thousand wouldn’t be excessive.

And this so-called Synesthesia technique.

Lin Xueqing finally understood it.

Isn’t it just essentially experiencing every single one of Ye Mingjing’s injuries all over again!

So, he would clutch his right shoulder and scream in pain.

Because Ye Mingjing had once been ambushed by a demon cultivator who severed his right arm.

So, he would spend a long time with his whole body as stiff as a stone, with only his head able to move.

Because Ye Mingjing’s meridians were all snapped, leaving him with no sensation below his chest.

And because of the countless injuries Ye Mingjing had sustained over the years from sabers, swords, and various sharp weapons, tears streamed uncontrollably from Feng Ruyu’s eyes like a faucet that couldn’t be turned off.

He was in agony, yet his body couldn’t move or even struggle.

Furthermore, Feng Ruyu’s lips would occasionally turn black; he would be freezing one moment and burning hot the next. These were signs of poisoning.

Because Ye Mingjing had been poisoned by countless demon cultivators over the years.

There were many toxins in his body.

Back when his cultivation was still intact, even the most violent poisons could be suppressed. But now that his cultivation was gone and even his Golden Core was shattered, what could he use to suppress these vicious poisons?

He could only endure them through sheer willpower.

This day and night.

Was the longest day and night Lin Xueqing had ever lived through.

He was forced to witness the process of Feng Ruyu’s Synesthesia examination, which meant he was forced to witness Ye Mingjing’s pain with his own eyes.

Ye Mingjing always maintained a calm and indifferent appearance.

When he first met him, he looked like the kind of Great Demon Head who could wipe out the entire Chengtian Valley with a casual wave of his hand.

But Lin Xueqing didn’t actually know—he had no idea what kind of things Ye Mingjing had been enduring all this time.