Everyone Knows I'm a Good Person Chapter 159

Chapter 159

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Editor: Sahloknir

s.h.i.+ Qing’s declaration didn’t just make the young cultivators locked up freeze, even the Steel Bones Sect disciples stared at him in disbelief.

When did their Sect Master become a medical expert??

“Look at you all. You have so many hidden injuries on your body despite coming from righteous immortal sects. Can your sects not afford to raise pharmacists or something?”

The disciples in the dungeons all stared at s.h.i.+ Qing with a mixture of confusion and wariness.

After glancing at each other for a few moments, a white-robed disciple stepped forward. After respectfully saluting s.h.i.+ Qing with clasped fists, he asked, “Sect Master s.h.i.+, may I ask what a ‘pharmacist’ is?”

“Yeah, me too. I’ve travelled all over, but I’ve never heard of ‘pharmacists’ before.”

“Is it another term for physician?”

“Maybe the Steel Bones Sect calls them a different name than us?”

The group of immortal sect disciples murmured amongst themselves, befuddled.

The Steel Bones Sect disciples didn’t know what ‘pharmacists’ were either.

But none of them dared to ask. They just looked down and played dead.

Looking at these immortal sect disciples who quickly forgot they were locked up in a dungeon as they became more and more engaged in discussion, s.h.i.+ Qing could see how they were truly inner sect disciples.

None of them wanted for food and water growing up. Their days were filled with cultivation and occasional trips down the mountain to uphold justice and explore secret realms.

They’ve been raised into a bunch of silly, naive little fools.

s.h.i.+ Qing tilted his head towards a jittery Steel Bones Sect disciple who didn’t even dare to breathe. “Is that Gu Qiushu like them too?”

The Steel Bones Sect disciple didn’t know what s.h.i.+ Qing was referring to. He could only try to make his answer vague. “He isn’t as talkative as the others. He’s been silently sitting cross-legged on the floor since he was brought in.”

s.h.i.+ Qing nodded. “Not the talkative type, huh? That’s okay. I’ll just speak enough for the both of us.”

When the disciple who just spoke overheard their words, his eyes lit up. He hastily closed the distance between them. “Sect Master s.h.i.+, is s.h.i.+shu here too? Since Sect Master s.h.i.+ bears us no ill will, can you let s.h.i.+shu stay with us?”

s.h.i.+ Qing sized this disciple up.

The people of immortal sects were all above average in terms of appearance, and this disciple was no different. His features were handsome, his brows thick with a sense of innocence. But that was to be expected given how naive his peers behind him were.

“You’re from the Heavenly Derivation Sect? Since you call Gu Qiushu your s.h.i.+shu, are you a third generation disciple?”

The young cultivator hurriedly clasped his fist and saluted again. “This one is Lin Zeng, Lin Xingzhi. I am a third generation disciple of the Heavenly Derivation Sect.”

After he introduced himself and his sect, he looked up again. “Since Sect Master s.h.i.+ bears us no ill will, can you let us go?”

s.h.i.+ Qing paid him no mind. He asked the Steel Bones Sect disciple next to him, “Which dungeon is Gu Qiushu in?”

“The Heavenly Word Dungeon.”

The disciple hastily added, “Gu Qiushu is at the Spirit Separation stage, so he was imprisoned in the Heavenly Word Dungeon.”

s.h.i.+ Qing nodded and waved his hand. “Let this Lin Xingzhi out so he can come with us to the Heavenly Word Dungeon. Doesn’t he want to see his s.h.i.+shu? Who am I to say no to that?”

Joy appeared on Lin Xingzhi’s face. He quickly bowed in thanks and waited to be let out at the door.

When the other Heavenly Derivation Sect disciples still inside saw him being taken out, they immediately panicked.

“s.h.i.+xiong&#k2014;”

“Da-s.h.i.+xiong&#k2014;”

“Settle down, you lot. Don’t make it sound like I’m going to do something nefarious to your Da-s.h.i.+xiong.”

Seated in his personal chair, s.h.i.+ Qing asked them with a smile on his face, “Do you really not know what a pharmacist is? And here I thought you were disciples from renowned sects.”

The young cultivators looked at each other again. But they still couldn’t recall even hearing that term before. They could only collectively clasp their fists in salute. “We do not know this term. Sect Master, please enlighten us.”

s.h.i.+ Qing sighed, a helpless look on his face.

“Alright. Since none of you know, this Sect Master will teach you all a good lesson.”

“Pharmacists are masters of medicine. They can identify millions of spiritual medicines and poisons, and they can also drive off any beast that flys or walks. Pharmacists don’t need energy to cultivate. Just treating others is enough to advance their realm of cultivation.”

“At their most powerful, pharmacists can summon clouds and clear away rain. They can save cultivators with cracked cores and even help others withstand heavenly lightning. That’s what a pharmacist is.”

The disciples’ eyes widened as they listened to s.h.i.+ Qing’s brief description.

Cultivators with cracked cores, withstanding heavenly lightning…

OMG!

So there are actually such accomplished cultivators in the world…

“Sect Master s.h.i.+, I don’t understand why no one ever told us about pharmacists before. I’ve read my way through the entire collection of my sect, but I’ve never come across that term in the historical records, ah.”

s.h.i.+ Qing let out a long sigh again. The astoundingly pretty face that had been nourished by various miraculous medicines for a lifetime was full of disappointment.

“Actually, it’s not strange that none of you know about them.”

This act of his piqued the interest of all the disciples.

Judging by the expression of the Steel Bones Sect Sect Master, there seems to be a story behind this?

Is this a path founded in antiquity? Or did it fall out of favour after the cultivation world split 30,000 years ago?

Or did it involve some tale full of pa.s.sion, hate and mystery?

While the crowd’s thoughts veered off topic, the young man lazily sprawled on the luxurious chair spoke once more.

“After all, I’m the sole founder of the Pharmacy path. Of course you don’t know. I haven’t announced it to the world yet.”

The immortal sect disciples: “…”

The Steel Bones Sect disciples: “…”

After a beat of silence, Lin Xingzhi couldn’t help but ask from his side, “Sect Master…you created this path?”

“Yep. Is there a rule saying I can’t?”

s.h.i.+ Qing shook his sleeves out and spoke righteously, “Since my dad could found the Steel Bones Sect and the Puppet path, isn’t it normal for me, his son, to found the Pharmacy path?”

Lin Xingzhi politely reminded him, “But Sect Master s.h.i.+, you don’t have a spiritual root…”

“I thought that meant you couldn’t cultivate?”

“Are you sure?”

A disciple in the dungeons replied to s.h.i.+ Qing’s rhetorical question, “Everyone knows that only those with a spiritual root can embark on the path of cultivation.”

“Bingo.” s.h.i.+ Qing nodded. “That’s why the Pharmacy path I founded doesn’t require a spiritual root. Is there a problem?”

Everyone: “…”

Of course there’s a problem! How can you cultivate without a spiritual root??

Without a spiritual root, you can’t store spiritual energy in your body. Therefore, you can’t practise refining energy or cultivate!

Then your realm would stagnate and your lifespan would continue to deplete.

Knowing that, none of the people here could believe that someone without a spiritual root can cultivate.

s.h.i.+ Qing narrowed his eyes slightly at their expressions of disbelief. “You doubt this Sect Master’s word?”

—Thud.

The Steel Bones Sect disciples who were still standing just now couldn’t help but kneel as soon as they picked up on his tone.

“No, no. We believe you! Of course we disciples believe you, Sect Master!”

s.h.i.+ Qing then turned to Lin Xingzhi, who was by his side. “What about you, Little Lin?”

Lin Xingzhi frowned slightly. He decided to stick to his convictions. “Sect Master s.h.i.+, I have never heard of cultivating without a spiritual root. I’m afraid I…”

“Alright. I get what you’re saying.”

s.h.i.+ Qing waved his hand and lazily ordered, “Send him back. There’s no need to take him to see Gu Qiushu anymore.”

Lin Xingzhi: “…”

When he saw the Steel Bones Sect disciples actually coming to grab him, he hastily dodged and changed his tune. “I believe you, I believe you!!”

“As I thought. What a good boy you are.”

s.h.i.+ Qing nodded in satisfaction. He smiled at the other immortal sect disciple and asked good naturedly, “And what do you guys think? Do you believe me?”

The young cultivators looked at each other.

They weren’t s.h.i.+ Qing’s subordinates, and they had no intentions of seeing Gu Qiushu either. Why would they be afraid of s.h.i.+ Qing?

“We don’t believe you!”

s.h.i.+ Qing turned to the Steel Bones Sect members and ordered, “When you bring them food later, make sure it’s chock full of protein. Oh, but replace all the salt with sugar. Make it extra sweet.”

The young cultivators in the dungeon who heard his words clearly: “…”

The Steel Bones Sect disciples: “…”

Was it really okay for the Sect Master of a major sect to be so petty???

But s.h.i.+ Qing couldn’t care less what they thought of him. After all, he had three Ascension stage puppets backing him up.

He yawned and lazily leaned back in his chair. “We’re done here. I’m too lazy to walk all the way there, so carry this Sect Master over.”

The Steel Bones Sect disciples quickly picked up the chair and walked steadily towards the Heavenly Word Dungeon. Lin Xingzhi hurriedly followed him.

“Sect Master s.h.i.+, if you want to cultivate the Pharmacy path, then why did you capture us?”

s.h.i.+ Qing, “Who captured you? How many times does this Sect Master have to say it, all of you admired my medical expertise and begged to come back to the Steel Bones Sect with me.”

Lin Xingzhi: “…”

He decided to just go with it. “In that case, may I ask if Sect Master s.h.i.+ has informed our sects that we are visiting you?”

s.h.i.+ Qing: “That’s not my job. Report the news yourself.”

Lin Xingzhi: “In that case, please allow me to send word to my Sect.”

Lin Xingzhi hesitantly glanced at s.h.i.+ Qing. When the Sect Master remained lax, he took out a messenger talisman from his lapels and tried injecting his spiritual power.

As he expected, his spiritual power recovered once he left the dungeons.

So the dungeons really do suppress one’s spiritual power!

He quickly scrawled a message on the talisman before throwing it into the air.

The talisman exploded once it reached the wall.

A disciple of the Steel Bones Sect spoke up, “The use of messenger talismans is forbidden in the dungeons.

Lin Xingzhi: “…”

s.h.i.+ Qing glanced at him and offered some rea.s.surance. “It’s alright. I’ll pay you back later.”

“I’ve always been a fair and honest person. I would never do such a shameless thing.”

With his rea.s.surance, Lin Xingzhi relaxed a little bit.

They just happened to arrive at the Heavenly Word Dungeon then.

s.h.i.+ Qing got down from his chair and straightened his robes. He ordered someone to open the door.

Inside, there was a man also completely dressed in white, sitting cross legged on the ground. His eyes slowly opened in response to all the commotion. They were laced with ice, complimenting the glacier-like look on his face.

But even if he was an iceberg, he was a good-looking iceberg.

When Lin Xingzhi saw him, he was instantly overcome with relief. He wanted nothing more than to run up to the man. “s.h.i.+shu!

But s.h.i.+ Qing grabbed him by the shoulder and signalled his puppet to hold him in place. He raised an eyebrow at Gu Qiushu who was looking at him coldly

“Gu Qiushu, your s.h.i.+zhi is in my hands. If you don’t want him to die, you’d better listen to me.”

Lin Xingzhi: “…”

He looked at s.h.i.+ Qing incredulously. “Sect Master s.h.i.+, you just said that you were a fair and honest person.”

“Yep. That’s what I said.”

s.h.i.+ Qing patted him on the shoulder. His words were particularly righteous.

“I’m being honest about using you to threaten your s.h.i.+shu, aren’t I?”

“Since I even threaten people so honestly, I doubt there’s a person more fair and honest than me in the whole world.”

Author’s Corner

I’m dying… Begging for nutrient fluid…

Please take pity on me…

Without nutrient fluid, this writer…

She will have to continue begging next time!

Randomly sending out red pockets!

Night night everyone~