Not far behind them, within the space concealed by the Isolation Pearl, Bai Luoshuang—who had overheard their conversation—couldn’t help biting down on her sleeve, her beautiful sword-like brows furrowed anxiously as she said,
“So she’s been blind since she was a child? I feel bad for her! And from what Xiao Yi said, that Fox Demon even tried to tease her before! Outrageous, I haven’t even teased Little Shen, who can’t see, yet—how dare she get there first!”
So teasing was the real issue here?
Standing beside her, Pei Xianyun wiped nonexistent sweat from her forehead, struggling to steady Bai Luoshuang’s mood as she manipulated the formation plate.
She truly couldn’t understand why this emotionless Sword Sovereign was so invested in the affairs of a mere mortal blind girl.
Where was the supposed lack of emotion?
Yet she’d seen it with her own eyes—the way that blind girl and the Fox Demon got along like a couple.
Did the Sword Sovereign fancy someone else’s beloved?
Such an odd fetish!
Though, come to think of it, she herself wasn’t much better, also fond of a Fox Demon.
That seductive fox who had tempted her when she was young.
“Mei Yin, if only I could catch you and make you into a velvet ball! All these years stuck at mid Divine Platform Realm, once I get you, I’ll have to teach you a lesson!”
Pei Xianyun fumed inwardly.
As Su Qiulian tirelessly called out, and with the word “free” boldly written on their banner, more and more people were drawn to their stall.
However, most came for the spectacle.
After all, a blind girl—how could she perform even the most basic step of diagnosis, let alone offer a free consultation?
Surely this was a joke!
Sure enough, someone had already come forward, intent on causing trouble.
He was a burly man, even larger than Li Da from Hao Ren Town, his two enormous feet stomping out heavy “thud-thud” sounds with each step.
As he approached, the crowd that had been gathered around Shen Qingyi’s little table parted instantly, forming a clear path that led him straight to her.
“Hmph!”
The big man shook his head ostentatiously, glancing at both sides in disdain and snorting, thick white breath spraying from his nostrils like an ox.
He swaggered over, first running his lustful gaze over Su Qiulian, then casting a leering look at the seated Shen Immortal Doctor before him.
The surrounding crowd began to murmur softly.
“It’s Wang Wu again! Wherever there’s a pretty girl, he shows up!”
“That’s right, a shameless lecher. Plenty of girls have suffered at his hands.”
“This doesn’t look good. With these two girls being so pretty, Wang Wu won’t let either of them go.”
“Sigh, no one dares to fight him! I hear his big brother is a disciple of Yushenzong, so he’s got backing—no wonder he acts like a tyrant! Now that he’s targeted the little Immortal Doctor, I doubt she’ll even keep her stall!”
Hearing the whispers, Shen Qingyi immediately realized the hulking figure before her was not someone to be trifled with.
She felt uneasy, but forced herself to ask, “Are you…are you ill?”
“Ill?”
Wang Wu’s brow shot up, then he slammed his palm on the table in front of Shen Qingyi.
“Bang!”
“Crack!”
The force was so great it nearly shattered the table, and Shen Qingyi trembled all over in fright.
Back in Hao Ren Town, no one had ever treated her so rudely—everyone was always polite.
How could someone act like this?
Wuwu, the outside world is so scary!
“Hmph!”
Seeing Shen Qingyi’s trembling, Wang Wu’s leering grew even bolder, his desire to torment and savor growing as well—his courage swelled.
He stomped his foot on the table, nearly sending dust flying onto Shen Qingyi’s face.
“Heh.”
Wang Wu chuckled lewdly.
“A little blind girl like you, practicing medicine? You’re just a charlatan!”
He looked around, as if expecting the crowd to chime in.
But after a moment of silence, he frowned and clicked his tongue in annoyance.
Shen Qingyi, angered by his baseless accusation, furrowed her brows and snapped, “What right do you have to say I can’t practice medicine? You’re slandering me!”
“Slandering you? Ha!”
“Everyone knows doctors rely on the four methods of diagnosis—look, listen, question, and feel. But you’re blind, you can’t even see! How can you diagnose anyone? I bet you’d need ages just to find the patient! Am I right, everyone?”
Wang Wu crossed his arms and swept his gaze across the crowd, his eyes now cold and threatening. Everyone he looked at trembled.
Someone quickly caved under his intimidation and echoed, “Yes! That’s right! How can a blind person practice medicine? She’s not fit to be a doctor!”
With someone leading, the others who feared Wang Wu raised their voices in support, shouting, “Exactly! How can a blind person practice medicine? She’s clearly a fraud!”
“That’s right! You’re just using the ‘free’ sign as a cover to swindle people, you blind cheat!”
“Blind cheat!”
“Blind cheat! Blind cheat!!”
With these shouts, the crowd became raucous, all chanting “blind cheat” at Shen Qingyi.
Shen Qingyi had never encountered such a scene before.
In Hao Ren Town, when she made her rounds, the villagers would all but carry her into their homes—they’d never treated her like this!
She hugged her arms close to her chest, shrinking inward, “looking” fearfully at the crowd before her, suddenly feeling as if they were a horde of clawing monsters, filling her with terror.
Just as she felt utterly alone and helpless, a figure stepped forward to shield her.
It was Su Qiulian.
“Hm?”
Wang Wu raised his brows at the sudden appearance of Su Qiulian before him, and continued his lewd banter, “What’s this? Is this pretty girl going to stand up for your blind little friend? Take my advice, don’t be so stubborn—don’t mix with swindlers. Maybe you can hang around with me instead, and then—”
His indecent words were cut off.
Su Qiulian waved a hand through the air and said, “What a load of hot air!”
“You—!”
Wang Wu’s face reddened in anger, but before he could retort,
Su Qiulian raised her hand above her head and clapped loudly, her voice ringing out, “Everyone, take a good look! Since you all say we’re swindlers, fine! We’ll give you a demonstration of just how miraculous Shen Immortal Doctor’s medical skills really are!”
“Hmph! A swindler’s skills, miraculous? I’d like to see that!”
Wang Wu retorted, then swept his gaze around.
“But there’s not a single patient in the crowd—are we supposed to go find one for you?”
“No need, there’s one right here.”
Su Qiulian smiled faintly.
“Where?”
Wang Wu had barely spoken when he suddenly felt dizzy, sharp pain stabbing through his limbs.
Four cracking sounds rang out as his arms and legs broke in an instant!
Before everyone’s eyes, his body was twisted up like a ball—feet hooked over his back, shoulders hunched, arms hooked over his head, writhing on the ground with shrill screams.
Su Qiulian stood over him, wiping her hands.
“Isn’t there a patient right here?”