Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself Chapter 281 A Filthy Transaction

In the end, Ning Tao gave in to Tang Zixian. He promised to mend her Night Phantoms Umbrella for free. This was not because Tang Zixian was pretty, nor was it because she had pestered him relentlessly over this. It was because they shared a common goal in Bai Sheng.

The reason why he promised Master Fakong to mend the Demon-slaying Bowl was not just because he urgently required spiritual materials. The other reason was Bai Sheng. This Demon-slaying Bowl was a magic tool once used by Fahai to subdue a white snake. Bai Sheng was also a 1,000-year-old snake demon. It would be useful against him, and might help Ning Tao in the fight against Bai Sheng. After all, besides his 1,000-year cultivation, Bai Sheng also possessed the Soul-devouring Urn— one of the top 10 malevolent magic tools. He was not easy to deal with.

Should he worry about the future consequences?

Yes, of course. Master Fakong might use the Demon-slaying Bowl to deal with Bai Jing and Qing Zhui.

But he believed that if that really occurred, he would still have the ability to protect Bai Jing and Qing Zhui. So he was not too worried over it. Besides, it would all depend on the wielder, not the magic tool. If Master Fakong wanted to subdue Bai Jing and Qing Zhui, he would have acted even without the Demon-slaying Bowl.

Tang Zixian had wanted to see for herself how Ning Tao would mend the magic tool, but he refused to let her. Although they shared the same goal, they were also enemies. Tang Zixian might oppose him the minute Bai Sheng died, so how could he bring this bomb which might trigger any time into Sky Clinic?

Ning Tao put down everything he was carrying and unfurled the Night Phantoms Umbrella. Its stem was broken and the cloth of its canopy was torn. He could see the rooftop of Sky Clinic from under the umbrella. It was so shabby that it could not shelter one from rain, let alone be used as a magic tool.

Ning Tao gave it a few glances and cast the Night Phantoms Umbrella aside casually. Then he picked up the Demon-slaying Bowl.

Both the bowl and the umbrella were inscribed with many runes. If they differed from those bowls and umbrellas used by monks to beg for alms, the differences lay in the material used and the inscribed runes.

Ning Tao opened the box he brought from Cold River Temple. There was a large assortment of spiritual materials inside, like the Deep Sea Ice Iron, Star Iron, Spiritual Timber, White Tiger Root, Sparks Silver, and Black Rubber. It was a ragbag of over 20 spiritual materials, filled to the brim. They were leftover materials collected by Master Fakong over a few centuries. Ning Tao had earned them at one go, and Master Fakong had given him these materials willingly.

It seemed like this business of mending broken magic tools would prove greatly profitable. It promised him a lot of earnings.

Ning Tao sorted the spiritual materials and placed them on the rack. Then he picked up the Demon-slaying Bowl and dashed it against the good-evil tripod.

Dong!

It tolled like a bell. The moment the Demon-slaying Bowl dashed against the good-evil tripod, the former broke apart into several dozen pieces.

The good-evil tripod was still giving off plumes of good and evil energy. Its human face appeared like it would sleep for another 500 years. There was no response from it.

“This broken bowl can trap the snake spirit Bai Suzhen? Might it be an exaggeration?” Ning Tao felt quite scornful in his heart. He gathered the cracked pieces, put them into the rotten broken tripod, and began mending them…

Three days later.

The Asian Science Technology Forum had ended, but the fervor over the Divine Microchip and Apocalypse smart watch continued to rise in their impact on this world. Not only were the media of Hua Country giving it continuous coverage, it was a hot news item even in European and American media. They were all jostling to report it. Some authorities predicted that Bai Sheng would be the next Steve Job, the former CEO of Apple.

Suddenly, the reputation of Bai Sheng had skyrocketed.

At the headquarters of New World Technology in Guan City.

Bai Sheng stood before the French window, gazing at the distant sky. A blazing sun was on the rise in the horizon and golden sunshine overwhelmed the entire sky. The city was bathed in golden sunlight. The glass panels of buildings glittered in the sun. They looked incomparably resplendent, like a golden city built by the gods.

Bai Sheng's heart was soaring with ambition. “So there's no pathway to heaven? Then I will break a cavity in this heaven! When I become an immortal demon and enter the heavenly realm, I will demand my principal and interest from this damned heaven!”

From behind him came knocks on the door.

Bai Sheng frowned and turned around. “Come in.”

The door to his office opened. Liu Xian'er walked in from the outside. She said respectfully, “Master, Guan City TV sent us an invitation, asking to interview you. Would you accept?”

Bai Sheng snickered. “So even Guan City TV wants to interview me? They are too low-class. I will only accept invitations from national TV stations that air exclusive interviews. Go and tell them I have other engagements.”

“Yes, Master.” Liu Xian'er asked again, “This man would like to see you. Shall I let him in?”

Bai Sheng did not ask who “this man” was. He only nodded, “Let him come in.”

Soon after Liu Xian'er's departure, a young man entered the room. He was bespectacled and in a Western suit, looking very refined.

This young man was Lin Qinghua.

A smile hovered on Bai Sheng's lips. “Mr. Lin, have you settled the issue of your sister?”

Lin Qinghua replied blandly, “She is already in the U.S. She will start a new life there. I am now handling all the matters I need to. After that, I will return to America as well.”

The moment his voice faded, Lin Qinghua's face contorted into a mash. His features and face shape transformed swiftly. Not only did his face change, his body was also cracking with the movements of his joints. In a twinkling of an eye, all his movements subsided. He had already turned into a Caucasian, with blond hair and green eyes. Even his voice had become hoarse. “Mr. Bai, let's begin.”

A tinge of surprise appeared momentarily in Bai Sheng's eyes. He asked, “Who is this?”

Lin Qinghua said a name, “Julius Caesar.”

Bai Sheng laughed. “So this is how the Caesar who inaugurated the Roman Empire looks. No wonder Nicholas Conway thinks so highly of you. You are very talented and have immense potential.”

Lin Qinghua merely listened without answering. His demon power as a new demon had clearly advanced. But his personality had changed too. He was no longer the same Lin Qinghua of the past.

If Ning Tao were standing here, he might have regretted saving him, seeing how he acted and spoke right now.

“Come in with me.” Bai Sheng turned and strolled to a wall. He did not stop but continued walking. The moment his body was about to clash with the wall, the wall trembled and his body disappeared into it.

The wall was only an illusion.

Lin Qinghua also walked into the wall.

Beyond the wall was a bizarre space. The leaden sky was like the eyes of a dead fish. The earth was glowing with a dark reddish light, like it was immersed in blood water.

In the near distance was a stone sacrificial altar, dozens of meters high. It looked magnificent and awe-inspiring.

There was a large urn on the sacrificial altar, surrounded by 12 Zodiac stone towers. A beam of light shot up to the sky from each tower. This bizarre space was evidently linked to these towers. It resembled how the First Building at Yinyue Mountain used to look like.

The withered Silvermoon Cherry was also there. It was set on the open ground below the sacrificial altar, as if it were a root sculpture.

There was another item on that open ground— the spherical magic tool which Ning Tao had caught a partial glimpse of. It was not only a crystal ball. There were many electronic components in its interior and on its surface, all connected to a computer.

Bai Sheng halted before the technological magic tool. “Hanks brought me 24 Apocalypse watches. I lost one to Ning Tao. There are 23 more. Our targets are wearing them all.”

The moment he heard the name “Ning Tao”, the expression in Lin Qinghua's eyes changed a little. He became silent for a moment before asking, “Are you sure he's dead?”

Bai Sheng's eyes stared directly at Lin Qinghua. “You were with me then, operating this toy. You were the one who had caused his death. So why are you asking me now if he is dead? I will ask you the same question: tell me, is he dead or not?”

Lin Qinghua was silent for a moment before answering, “Yes. he is.” Then he added, “I have warned him before. He deserves his fate.”

Bai Sheng snorted coldly. “But I think he died too easily. We have let him off too easily.”

Lin Qinghua asked again, “Is Hanks' wife, Maria, dead? Mr. Nicholas Conway has specially instructed me to kill her.”

Bai Sheng said, “She has been saved by Ning Tao. My men are looking for her. Go back and tell Mr. Nicholas Conway, don't worry about this. I will settle it.”

“Okay. I can return to America after this job.” Lin Qinghua revived the computer from its sleep mode and keyed in a command.

The stationary “crystal ball” suddenly released dim greenish lights. 23 images immediately appeared in the air. There was a billionaire in a meeting, a leader inspecting an impoverished village, and a star interacting with his fans. They were all “lucky guests” who had won the Apocalypse smart watches.

Lin Qinghua's fingers were gliding over the keyboard. He typed command after command.

A green light suddenly flashed across the billionaire's eyes during the meeting. He took up his pen and wrote on a slip of paper, passing it to his secretary. “Go and tell the financial department to transfer one billion dollars into this account.”

His secretary was baffled but did not dare to ask. She took the slip of paper and went away.

The star interacting with his fans suddenly said, “I am preparing a fans friendly society. It will be like a church. We can interact, assist and love one another in this society. I'm inviting all of you to join it.”

His fans whooped with joy, as they crowded in with enthusiasm…

After keying in the last command, Lin Qinghua said, “These people will execute all my orders in a month. All their wealth will be transferred to you in a variety of ways. You will earn hundreds of billions, as well as countless fans. This magic tool will be yours as well. One month later, you can change your venue and repeat the procedure. But now, it is time for you to fulfill your promise.”

Bai Sheng nodded.

Lin Qinghua gave the keyboard a rap and a tall figure instantly floated in the air. His blond hair dazzled like sunlight and his deep blue eyes were distant and profound like the stars. The contours of his face were clearly etched. He had an imposing stature even without showing his temper. He was clad in a white robe and barefooted. His image resembled an angel hovering in mid-air.

Nicholas Conway!

“My friend, give me what I want.” Nicholas Conway's voice was deep and resonant, majestic like a king's.

Bai Sheng smiled. “I have long prepared it.”

Chapter end