After getting off the car, a row of people had already gathered in front of the door. One middle-aged man stepped forward, reached out both hands, and tightly grasped Mu Lin’s hands, saying, “We warmly welcome the young master physician to our humble home to cure my daughter. Mr. Hong and everyone at Hong An Hall are deeply grateful! Is this the young master physician’s younger sister behind you? Hehe, both young ladies are naturally beautiful!”
“Why add the word ‘young’ before ‘master physician’?” Mu Lin muttered while loudly replying, “Where, where! I should thank Master Hong for your kind invitation. Without your invitation, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to visit beautiful Hong Kong! As for my little sister, she’s just ordinary; she cannot live up to your generous praise.”
Mu Lin, adapting to local customs, elegantly greeted everyone with the etiquette he had learned from his teacher. Looking at him, it was hard to associate him with the leader of a gang of several thousand people.
Mei Fang and Mei Zi followed obediently behind. After Mu Lin’s careful care and without having to perform acrobatics anymore, both had naturally regained their charming appearances. However, since they were still young, their feminine beauty had not yet fully blossomed.
After dinner, Master Hong excused them early, citing their tiring journey. Mu Lin went to the two girls’ room and asked, “Little sisters, do you like Hong Kong?” Naturally, they both answered that they did.
Mu Lin asked again, “Brother wants to tell you, after curing this person’s illness, I plan to go to the U country. Do you have any plans? Will you follow your brother, or stay here?”
The two girls without hesitation replied, “Of course we will follow our brother!”
Mei Zi said with a sob, “Brother! Are you abandoning us?”
“Certainly not! Brother just wants to let you know my plans and of course seek your opinions, so I can make the necessary arrangements.” Mu Lin comforted the two girls and sent them off to rest.
The next day, after breakfast, Hong An Hall’s leader Hong Kun appeared again before Mu Lin, expressionlessly saying, “I’m sorry, Master Mu. My daughter has always been physically weak, and we’ve spoiled her a bit. She’s being difficult. Could you please wait a couple of days before treating her?”
Mu Lin understood. The young girl was reluctant to be treated by him, because of his young age. He casually replied, “Fine. Is there a larger traditional Chinese medicine shop around here? I’d like to visit it. Could you please assign someone to be our guide? Also, I’d like to tour Hong Kong Island.”
Hong Kun took out a stack of money and handed it to Mu Lin, saying, “Master Mu, this is just a small token. Please accept it for your younger sister’s expenses.”
Mu Lin declined, saying, “No merit, no reward. Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Hong. We’ll take our leave now.”
With the guide provided by the Hong family, they spent the day sightseeing. Upon returning, they attended a banquet where they met Hong Kun’s family.
Madam Hong was graceful and charming. The eldest daughter had a well-proportioned figure, taller than Mu Lin, dressed in a white dress, looking like a fairy. Her delicate face was icy cold, pale without any color. Her first sentence embarrassed Mu Lin to the point of nearly dying.
“Daddy, this is the ‘playboy genius’ and ‘young master physician’ you were talking about, who hasn’t even received a day of formal education? He looks younger than me. Can he even write his own name?”
Before Mu Lin could respond, her second sentence enraged him, “Mama, why are these two little girls dressed worse than our Filipino maid? How poor and unsophisticated!”
The next morning, Mu Lin got up early, leaving a letter thanking Master Hong. He didn’t want to owe anyone any favors. He told his sister that from now on, they had to rely on themselves again. They arrived at Tianxiang Pharmacy on Tsim Sha Tsui Ferry Street. Entering the pharmacy, Mu Lin asked the staff to call the manager and sold two antelope horns, a piece of amber, two kilograms of tiger bones, and two kilograms of caterpillar fungus, earning more than 100,000 dollars.
With some money in hand, he felt calm and took his sister to Ladies’ Market to buy new clothes. Then they opened a bank account and that evening took a boat to Macau.
After settling into the hotel, Mu Lin went alone to the then-legal and largest casinos in Southeast Asia—Lisboa Hotel Casino and Palace Casino. He casually won more than 4.6 million in the two casinos before returning to the hotel.
Spending five days in Macau, he earned 150 million. But his main purpose was to shake off Hong Kun’s people.
On the sixth day, they went to Sha Tin Racecourse, his main target being horse betting. At that time, the racetrack wasn’t as strictly regulated as it is now. As long as you had money, regardless of age, you could enter to bet on horses. In five days at the racetrack, he took away 230 million. His main method was to assess the horses’ conditions. Once he targeted a horse, he used his divine perception to unblock its meridians, so naturally, he always won.
With money in hand, he found a professional legal institution to handle IDs and passports. While waiting, he notified Master Hong, giving him a month, which was the time needed to process their passports. He and his sister began wandering around Hong Kong.
One day, while casually visiting the Hong Kong Polytechnic University, they noticed a group of students in chaos. Upon approaching, they saw a female student had fainted. The ambulance had not yet arrived when Mu Lin stepped forward and said, “I study medicine. Let me check her.”
The crowd dispersed. Mu Lin took a careful look and found her somewhat familiar but didn’t pay attention. He stepped forward to take her pulse. “San Yin Jue Mai (Three Yin Vessel Blockage)!” Mu Lin nearly gasped in shock. Thinking for a moment, he took out golden needles and directly targeted the Zhong Chong, Lao Gong, Tong Li, and Zhi Gou acupoints while using his Yuan Yang True Power to slightly stimulate the three Yin meridians of her hands.
He also instructed her classmates to find nitroglycerin from her pocket and place it under her tongue. At this time, the female student began to slowly regain consciousness. Mu Lin retrieved his needles and turned to leave just as the ambulance arrived.
Mei Zi looked at Mu Lin and said, “Brother, I know that female student. She’s Master Hong’s eldest daughter!”
“Is that so!” Mu Lin said indifferently. At this point, he already knew that if he didn’t treat Hong’s eldest daughter, she wouldn’t live past thirty. Knowing this, he decided to treat her, regardless of who she was, and he didn’t want to owe anyone any favors.
The next day, he called Hong Kun and told him the actual condition of his daughter’s illness and the incident at the Polytechnic University, leaving the decision of treatment up to them. However, if they wanted him to treat her, she must apologize to him and his sister.
On the third day, Hong Kun led a reluctant Hong’s eldest daughter to meet them. After introductions, they learned she had a pleasant name, Hong Jia Ni. She briefly and indifferently apologized to Mu Lin and his sister, then haughtily turned behind Hong Kun, saying nothing.
Mu Lin said indifferently, “Since Miss Hong has come to her senses, little sister, let’s be guests at Master Hong’s house for a few more days.”
Bringing their belongings, they arrived at Hong Kun’s mansion. Mu Lin said to Hong Kun, “Mr. Hong, we owe you a favor. This time, I won’t charge for the treatment, but you must provide the medicine yourself. Now I’ll write down a list; please purchase according to what’s on it.”
Hong Kun knew Mu Lin’s rules. He generally didn’t hold grudges against ordinary people, but it didn’t mean he would tolerate being insulted. If he joked and teased you, it meant there was still a chance to interact. But if he was polite and formal towards you, it meant your relationship had ended after this one interaction.
Hong Kun was anxious inside, and it showed on his face, “Mr. Mu, it’s all my daughter’s fault. Please, as a magnanimous person, don’t hold a grudge against such a young girl.”
“It seems I’m not even as old as your daughter,” Mu Lin said indifferently.
“There it is, the word ‘you’ has come out. Daughter, you’re on your own now!” Hong Kun stopped talking and stepped back.
Mu Lin wasn’t someone who would let things slide. He not only listed the necessary herbs for the treatment but also included the herbs he had previously sold, along with some items he had his eyes on. As long as Hong Kun followed the list to purchase, he would save tens of thousands. Considering the money Hong Kun had already spent on his daughter’s treatment over the years, which far exceeded this amount, it was actually a bargain for Hong Kun.
After the items were purchased, Mu Lin secluded himself in a room to prepare for two days. On the third day, he called Hong Jia Ni into the room alone and told Hong Kun that no one was allowed to enter, otherwise, the consequences would be on their own. In reality, Mu Lin had already set up a formation in the room. The treatment required the use of true energy, and if someone interrupted, he might suffer losses.
As soon as Hong Jia Ni entered the room, Mu Lin activated the formation. “Take off your clothes!” he said coldly.
Hong Jia Ni took off her outerwear and stood there, looking at Mu Lin with a challenging gaze without saying a word. Mu Lin felt a little embarrassed. This was the first time a young lady had undressed in front of him. This time, there were too many acupoints, and some of them were hard to reach through clothes, so he wasn’t very confident.
“Take off more!” Mu Lin coldly commanded.
After getting off the car, a row of people was already standing at the door. A middle-aged man stepped forward first, extending both hands to shake Muling’s: “Welcome, young miracle doctor, to our humble home to treat my daughter. I, Hong, and everyone at Hong’an Hall are deeply grateful! And this must be your younger sister! Hehe, both young ladies are naturally beautiful!”
“Miracle doctor is fine, why add ‘young’?” Muling muttered under his breath before responding loudly, “Not at all, not at all! I should thank Hall Master Hong for the kind invitation. Without it, I wouldn’t have had the chance to visit this beautiful Hong Kong! As for my little sister, her plain looks hardly deserve your praise.”
Adapting to local customs, Muling gracefully greeted everyone with the manners he had learned from his teacher. Looking at him now, it was hard to imagine he was the leader of a gang with thousands of members.
Meifang and Meizi followed obediently behind. Thanks to Muling’s meticulous care and no longer having to perform acrobatics, both had regained their striking beauty. However, they were still young, and the full radiance of womanhood had yet to emerge.
After dinner, Hall Master Hong excused them early, citing their travel fatigue. Muling went to the girls’ room and asked, “Little sisters, do you like Hong Kong?” Naturally, they said they did.
Muling then asked, “Let me tell you something—after I cure this man’s illness, I plan to go to the U.S. Do you want to come with me or stay here?”
Without hesitation, they replied, “Of course, we’ll go with you!”
Meizi, her voice trembling, asked, “What? Big brother, are you abandoning us?”
“Of course not! I just wanted to share my plans and hear your thoughts so I can make arrangements.” Muling reassured them before returning to rest.
The next morning, after breakfast, Hall Master Hong Kun appeared before Muling again, his expression stiff as he said, “Apologies, Mr. Mu. My daughter has been frail since childhood, and we’ve spoiled her a bit. She’s quite willful—could we delay her treatment for a couple of days?”
Muling understood—the young lady was skeptical of him, likely due to his youth. Unfazed, he replied, “That’s fine. Are there any larger traditional Chinese medicine shops here? I’d like to visit one. Could you assign someone to guide us? We’d also like to explore Hong Kong Island.”
Hong Kun handed Muling a stack of money. “Mr. Mu, this is a small token of appreciation for your sisters’ expenses.”
Muling declined. “No reward without merit. Thank you for your kindness, Hall Master Hong. We’ll take our leave now.”
With a guide provided by the Hong family, they spent the day sightseeing. That evening, at dinner, Muling met Hong Kun’s family.
Mrs. Hong was elegant and graceful, while the eldest daughter was slender and well-proportioned, even taller than Muling. Dressed in a snow-white dress, she looked like a delicate fairy—except for her icy expression and pale, bloodless complexion. Her first words nearly embarrassed Muling to death.
“Dad, is this the so-called ‘young miracle doctor’ who hasn’t even had a single day of proper education? He looks younger than me—can he even write his own name?”
Before Muling could respond, her next words infuriated him. “Mom, these two little girls are dressed worse than our Filipino maid! How can they be so poor and unfashionable?” The rest of the meal passed in silence.
The next day, Muling rose early and left a thank-you note for Hall Master Hong—he didn’t want to owe anyone favors. He told his sisters, “We’re on our own again.”
They headed to Tianxiang Pharmacy on Ferry Street in Tsim Sha Tsui. Inside, Muling asked the clerk to summon the manager and sold two pieces of antelope horn, a piece of amber, two kilograms of tiger bone, and two kilograms of cordyceps, earning over 100,000 HKD.
With money in hand, Muling felt more at ease. After buying new clothes for his sisters in the Ladies’ Market, he opened a bank account, and that evening, they took a ferry to Macau.
After settling into a hotel, Muling visited the two largest legal casinos in Southeast Asia at the time—the Lisboa Hotel Casino and the Casino Palace. He casually won over 4.6 million HKD before returning to the hotel.
Over five days in Macau, he amassed 150 million HKD, though his main goal was to shake off any followers from the Hong family.
On the sixth day, they went to the Sha Tin Racecourse. His primary target was horse racing. At the time, the racecourse wasn’t as strictly regulated as it is now—anyone with money could bet, regardless of age. In five days, he walked away with 230 million HKD, mainly by assessing the horses’ conditions and using his spiritual sense to influence their meridians—ensuring his picks would win.
With money secured, he hired professional lawyers to arrange IDs and passports. While waiting, he notified Hall Master Hong, giving him a month—the time it would take for their passports to be ready. He and his sisters began exploring Hong Kong leisurely.
One day, while wandering near Hong Kong Polytechnic University, they came across a commotion. A female student had fainted, and the ambulance hadn’t arrived yet. Muling stepped forward. “I’ve studied medicine. Let me take a look.”
The crowd parted. As Muling examined her, she seemed familiar, but he didn’t dwell on it. He took her pulse. “Triple Yin Blockage!” he nearly exclaimed aloud. After a moment’s thought, he took out golden needles and swiftly targeted the Zhongchong, Laogong, Tongli, and Zhigou acupoints, channeling his primordial yang energy to gently nourish the three yin meridians in her hand.
He instructed her classmates to find nitroglycerin in her pocket and place it under her tongue. As the girl showed signs of waking, Muling withdrew his needles and left just as the ambulance arrived.
Meizi looked at Muling. “Brother, I recognize her—she’s the eldest daughter of the Hong family!”
“Is that so?” Muling said calmly. He already knew—if he didn’t treat her, she wouldn’t live past 30. Now that he was aware, he was prepared to help, regardless of who she was. He didn’t want to owe anyone.
The next day, he called Hong Kun and explained his daughter’s actual condition and their encounter at the university. He left the decision to treat her up to them—but if they wanted his help, she would have to apologize for her previous remarks.
On the third day, Hong Kun arrived with his reluctant daughter in tow. Only then did Muling learn her name—Hong Jiani. She offered a perfunctory apology, her expression haughty, before retreating behind her father without another word.
Muling said coolly, “Since Miss Hong has reconsidered, little sisters, let’s be guests at Mr. Hong’s residence for a few more days.”
Upon arriving, Muling told Hong Kun, “We owe you a favor, so I won’t charge for the treatment. However, you’ll need to provide the medicine. Here’s a list—please procure everything on it.”
Hong Kun knew Muling’s principles. He rarely held grudges against ordinary people, but that didn’t mean he’d tolerate disrespect. If he joked or teased, there was still room for interaction. But if he was polite, it meant their relationship was over—this would be the last time.
Anxious, Hong Kun pleaded, “Mr. Mu, my daughter was wrong. Please be magnanimous—don’t hold it against a young girl.”
“I believe I’m younger than your daughter,” Muling replied evenly.
Hong Kun’s heart sank. “He even used ‘you’ formally. Daughter, you’re on your own.” He stepped back without another word.
Muling wasn’t one to suffer losses. Not only did he list the necessary medicinal ingredients, but he also included the items he’d previously sold—along with a few things he fancied. If Hong Kun bought everything, Muling would save hundreds of thousands. Considering how much Hong Kun had already spent on his daughter’s treatments, this was still a bargain for him.
Once the items arrived, Muling secluded himself for two days to prepare. On the third day, he summoned Hong Jiani alone, warning Hong Kun that no one was to enter—or face the consequences. In truth, Muling had already set up a formation in the room. Treating her required his true essence, and any disturbance could backfire.
As soon as Hong Jiani entered, he activated the formation. “Take off your clothes,” Muling ordered coldly.
Hong Jiani removed her outerwear and stood there, glaring defiantly. Muling flushed slightly—this was the first time a grown woman had undressed before him. Some acupoints couldn’t be accurately targeted through clothing.
“More,” he commanded.
“What?! You little pervert! You shameless brat! You country bumpkin! You’re disgusting! How dare you—at your age—keep little girls around! I don’t want your treatment! Help!” As Muling approached, his expression icy, Hong Jiani shrieked in fear.
“Too late. Once you step inside, it’s not up to you.” With two quick needle strikes, her cries ceased.
Muling sat cross-legged, placing Hong Jiani face-down across his knees. Holding her struggling form with one hand, he spanked her with the other, scolding, “You spoiled brat! Teaching you to look down on others! Teaching you arrogance! Teaching you rudeness! Teaching you to speak recklessly! With a body like yours, even if you begged, I wouldn’t be interested! Today, I’ll discipline you on behalf of your father! Your mother! Meifang! Meizi! Myself! Granduncle! And Old Scorpion!” Each reprimand was punctuated with a slap.
Hong Jiani had never endured such humiliation. Beautiful and kind-hearted since childhood, she’d always been doted on and protected by the gang. Only because she genuinely believed Muling was a fraud had she targeted him. Now, being spanked—combined with Muling’s infuriating words—made her faint from sheer embarrassment.
Muling paused when she went silent. Turning her over, he smirked. “Hah! Passed out.” His method had been harsh, but it was necessary to stimulate her blood flow.
In a few quick motions, he stripped off her undergarments and placed her bare body into a medicinal bath, slipping a pill into her mouth. Positioning her in a five-point meditation posture, he took out his golden needles and, using his true essence, swiftly inserted them from a distance. Each needle carried a thread of his energy, like drilling holes in her meridians.
After inserting 36 needles, Muling assumed his own meditation posture, placing a hand on Hong Jiani’s middle dantian to dissolve the excessive yin energy in her body. Triple Yin Blockage meant her primordial yin was too strong, solidifying and gradually clogging the three yin meridians in her hands. Once fully blocked, death would follow. But this yin energy was precisely what Muling’s primordial yang cultivation needed. He believed this treatment could push him to the peak of the mid-stage Golden Core realm—or even into the early upper stage.
A long time later, Muling withdrew his energy. He hadn’t broken through to the peak, but he was close.
“Too late! Once you’ve entered this door, you have no choice!” Mu Lin said, inserting two needles. Hong Jia Ni’s screams abruptly stopped.
Then Mu Lin sat down, placing Hong Jia Ni face down across his lap. With one hand holding her struggling body and the other hand slapping her bottom repeatedly, he scolded, “Stupid girl! Teach you to look down on people! Teach you to be arrogant! Teach you to be wild! Teach you to speak nonsense! With a body like yours! Even if you begged me, I wouldn’t be lustful! Today, I’m punishing you on behalf of your father! On behalf of your mother! On behalf of Mei Fang! On behalf of Mei Zi! On behalf of myself! On behalf of your great-uncle! On behalf of the old scorpion!” With each sentence, he slapped her bottom.
Hong Jia Ni had never endured such humiliation. Since childhood, because of her beauty and kind heart, everyone in the gang had spoiled and protected her. This time, she only targeted Mu Lin because she deeply believed he was a fraud. Now being spanked by Mu Lin, she felt both ashamed and anxious. Hearing Mu Lin’s infuriating words, she fainted.
As Mu Lin kept slapping without hearing any sound, he turned her over and saw—haha—she had fainted. The reason Mu Lin used this method was merely to stimulate Hong Jia Ni’s blood circulation, although it was a bit harsh.
With a few quick moves, he removed her undergarments, threw the pale young lady into the medicinal tub, casually placed a pill into her mouth, arranged her into the five-heart-facing-heaven posture, took out the prepared golden needles, and rapidly inserted them from a distance using his true energy. On each needle, Mu Lin left a trace of his true energy, like drilling holes in the meridians.
After inserting all 36 needles, Mu Lin also arranged himself into the five-heart-facing-heaven posture, placed his hands on Hong Jia Ni’s middle dantian, and used his power to resolve the excessive yin energy inside her body. The so-called San Yin Jue Mai meant that Hong Jia Ni’s internal yin energy was too strong, causing her vital energy to solidify and slowly block her three hand yin meridians. Once these meridians were completely blocked, she would die. However, this yin energy was exactly the kind of nourishment Mu Lin, who cultivated yang energy, needed. Mu Lin believed this treatment would help him break through to the middle stage of the Yuan Dan, or even reach the lower level of the late Yuan Dan stage.
After a long time, Mu Lin ended the treatment but still hadn’t broken through to the middle stage’s peak.
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