Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself Chapter 379

A crisis was over just like that, but the suspicions remained. Who had killed Liu Shiba and Reverend Qingsong? Who were the true powers behind the Genesis Biotechnology Company? The answer seemed to be just within reach yet it appeared to be blocked by a wall, eliminating all chances him to see through it.

But life had to go on. Time would not stop after anyone's death or tragedy. Not even for a second.

Three days later.

A light shower in the evening had ushered in an early winter. The temperature had fallen dramatically. Even the women who were highly conscious about their looks had put on jackets and long pants to fend against the cold. However, inside the Sky Clinic, Ning Tao was barefooted and his pair of hands were put into a ball of liquid inside the delicate perfumed tripod, extracting fiber from it. Strands of thread in various lengths that were thinner than a hair were all over the floor next to the delicate perfumed tripod.

In those three days, Ning Tao had been trying to make fiber out of spiritual material and getting familiarized with the Tianbao Weaving Method. He still didn't have the best and last material, Iron Plantain, but had already started training.

It seemed as if only hands were used to extract the fiber, but it was actually using spiritual power. With the Tianbao Weaving Method, spiritual power was gathered at the tip of the middle and index fingers of both hands, forming small vortexes at the fingertips. By continuously stabbing the fingers into the “raw material” of the delicate perfumed cream, strands of fiber were extracted. The fibers were then collected and made into balls, then it could be used to make fabric.

By the Tianbao Weaving Method's rules, such a method was called the Incredible Sword Finger.

The position of this Incredible Sword Finger was not as simple as one would think. With every stab, regardless of the left or right hand, it would require releasing spiritual fire to soften the raw material and then injecting spiritual power into the fiber strands.

Tch, tch, tch…

The sound of the Incredible Sword Finger stabbing into the raw material reverberated non-stop in the clinic.

That kind of weaving method was even less advanced than the ancient technology of silk spinning. But how would the Heavenly Gem magic garment be so easily made? Ning Tao was breaking out in perspiration; his arms were also aching very much, but thinking of the impregnable Heavenly Gem magic garment excited him instantly.

Once the Tianbao Weaving Method had been mastered, one would gain the speed of the Incredible Sword Finger, apart from an increased speed for extracting the fiber. When fighting enemies, the Incredible Sword Finger could be used to stab their eyes or other body parts. The speed was arguably faster than any loom. It was a true skill.

The raw material in the delicate perfumed tripod was soon depleted and there were countless clear threads on the floor. Ning Tao was exhausted; he turned around to face the good-evil tripod and activated his grade three elementary cultivation method to cultivate his spiritual power. That was both rest and his spiritual power recovery time, killing two birds with one stone.

A round of grade three elementary cultivation method was completed. Ning Tao's energy and power had more or less recovered. He returned to the delicate perfumed tripod and used his spiritual power to bundle the strands into balls of yarn. When he was winding them, he also had to use spiritual powers to gather the strands of all sizes together and meld them, transforming them into a continuous string. That was also part of the Tianbao Weaving Method, which was a wondrous process.

But as Ning Tao saw the crystal clear threads, he could not help but think, “The threads are crystal clear. If it were still of this color and opacity after adding Iron Plaintain, to later make it a piece and then into a magic garment, would I be wearing a transparent outfit so that people would see me buck naked?”

If so, he could only make magic garments that would resemble thermal clothing.

Ring ring, ring ring…

When all the threads had been collected into small balls of yarn, the phone suddenly rang. Ning Tao wiped the perspiration off his forehead and took a look at his phone. He answered the call, “Brother Fan, it's me.”

“Brother Ning, I've acquired the medicinal herbs you asked for.” Fan Huaying's voice came from the phone. “But it's not complete. I've only found five of the items and there's not a single cent left. I'm not sure if I bought them at a higher price than usual.”

Ning Tao was elated by the news. “It's not expensive at all! They are definitely worth it! Where did you buy them?”

Five million for five spiritual materials was certainly cheap. He could only buy one material with five million there, so he was very interested in how and where Fan Huaying had purchased them.

“You may not believe me if I said it, hehe.” Fan Huaying snickered.

“Say it,” Ning Tao hurriedly urged.

Fan Huaying said, “The Congo.”

Ning Tao was stunned for a moment and said in shock, “You went to Africa?”

Fan Huaying explained, “I didn't plan on going to Africa to get you the herbs at first but I have a friend who is a businessman who happened to be going to Africa to make an investment. Coincidentally, I'm friends with an African tribe chief and made a recommendation. I flew to Africa. I really could not get any of the herbs you wanted here so I asked that chief friend to help and ask. It ended up managing to buy them.”

Ning Tao suddenly contemplated the idea of visiting Africa. Even though the world's spiritual energy and materials were scarce, some places which had yet to be polluted by industrialization would still have a certain amount of spiritual energy, such as Africa. Speaking of that continent, people would immediately associate it with poverty, backwardness, war, hunger and other negative terms. But to a practicing doctor like him, that place was a treasure trove of spiritual materials!

Before Ning Tao could ask who that Congo chief was or whether it was okay to visit the tribe, Fan Huaying casually said, “Brother Ning, I've already brought the herbs back for you, but I also owe that chief a favor. He has a problem: he's already in his 40s, but he still has no children and no one to inherit his leadership. I wonder if you have any ways to cure him. If you could help him have his own children, then buying herbs in the future would be much easier. His tribe is located in a huge forest with many natural medicinal herbs. If you're able to help him then I'll arrange for him to come.”

That was perhaps him getting what he wished for. Ning Tao smiled and said, “Why make him come over? I can go to the Congo. Right, where are you now?”

“I'm still here in Congo,” Fan Huaying said.

Ning Tao said, “Then stay there for the time being. Give me an address and I'll make preparations to fly over immediately.”

“Is… isn't this troublesome for you?”

“We're brothers, why are you so polite? Your friend is my friend; It's nothing much for me to go take a look. I want to travel anyway,” Ning Tao said.

“All right then. My tribal friend is in Pointe-Noire. You take the plane to Aéroport international de Ndjili then give me a call and I'll go pick you up,” Fan Huaying said.

“Alright, it's decided.” They chatted for a while more before hanging up the call.

He didn't decide to go to Africa on impulse. One of the reasons was to look for spiritual materials and another was because of the war-torn nature of that place. People there were shelterless and had no food and no medicine. If a charity bazaar were held there, Qing Zhui, Bai Jing, Yin Molan and Jiang Hao would gain good intention merits and become good demons. He could also earn an abundance of good intention merits and sin of evil intention in Africa.

He had never thought of that idea before, neither he had the means to do so. But it was a very good opportunity at the moment. As long as he cured that chief, he could use the chief's tribe as a base for development. Would he ever need to worry about treatment fees the future?

After recollecting his feelings, Ning Tao started weaving the cloth.

The Tianbao Weaving Method didn't use a loom. He himself was a loom. Using spiritual power as the lead, strands from the yarn balls flew up, swooping around in mid-air. It looked like many shuttles moving, but in fact it was controlled by his hand and his spiritual power. His finger controlled the direction of the threads while the spiritual power led the threads to weave the cloth.

Time was slowly passing. It was soon nighttime.

A piece of crystal clear cloth was formed in midair. When it was completed, Ning Tao's body tilted and collapsed. He had only woven a piece the size of a handkerchief but he was already feeling extremely tired, as if he had just chopped down an entire forest with an axe.

That palm-sized cloth drifted downwards and landed on Ning Tao's face. There was a cool and breezy sensation. It felt as soft and tender as a flower petal; clear and bright, and could be immediately seen through.

Ning Tao thought to himself, “If its color remains as transparent after adding the Iron Plaintain, then I can really only use it to make thermal wear.”

Speaking of the Iron Plaintain, Ning Tao immediately remembered Zhang Chengdong, the imperial Qing physician. He wondered if that practitioner friend had managed to strike a good deal.

Just as he was thinking about Zhang Chengdong, he received a WeChat message notification on his phone.

Ning Tao climbed up from the ground and turned on his screen. He instantly saw that it was Zhang Chengdong who had mentioned him in a message. He opened WeChat and entered the private chat.

Zhang Chengdong's message: “@Doctor Ning, are you there?”

Ning Tao sent a reply: “I'm here. Any results?”

Zhang Chengdong, the imperial Qing physician answered: “Yes but it's a little tricky. That friend of mine doesn't need money and would like to get you to fix a magic tool. But he doesn't want to leave Haidi and wants you to go personally. Is it okay with you?”

Ning Tao texted: “No problem of course. I'll go to Hainan tomorrow.”

Zhang Chengdong, the imperial Qing physician wrote: “Okay, I'll go pick you up at the Macun Port.”

Ning Tao placed his phone in his pocket and left the clinic with that piece of newly woven cloth, then headed to the rental courtyard house. It was late at night so it was completely quiet in the courtyard house.

“Dad, you're back.” Howling Celestial Dog ran out of its own doghouse, wagging its tail at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao petted its head. “I'm going to Hainan tomorrow. Watch the house, especially Hu Xiaoji.”

“No problem, you can count on me,” said Howling Celestial Dog.

Ning Tao seemed to have thought of something. He took out that clear piece of Heavenly Gem fabric and tied it around his head. He then told Howling Celestial Dog, “Bite my hand.”

“Ah?” Howling Celestial Dog was stunned then shook its head. “Dad, you're my owner, how could I bite you?”

Ning Tao said, “This is a piece of cloth I've just woven. It's impregnable. Use your teeth to verify it. Quick.”

Howling Celestial Dog backed off and kept shaking its head. “I'm not biting, I really can't.”

Ning Tao frowned. “No biting? Then hand me your phone.”

“Bark!” Howling Celestial Dog suddenly charged forward and bit Ning Tao's right hand, which was wrapped in the Heavenly Gem cloth at the moment.

A moonlight-like glow leaked from Howling Celestial Dog's mouth. It looked as if a piece of ethereal jade had been gnawed to pieces by the dog. But it was just an illusion. The Heavenly Gem cloth was completely undamaged and had only revealed some light after being attacked. Ning Tao didn't feel any pain, except for the pressure filtered through Heavenly Gem cloth, but it was not obvious.

The function of the Heavenly Gem Cloth had been demonstrated. Howling Celestial Dog was a cultivating dog which had gone through refinement in the Heavenly Hound tripod after all. Its bite was as powerful as a shark's. Biting off the tendon was as easy as biting off a French fry!

The Heavenly Gem cloth was already that impressive with an ingredient still missing. Its complete version has to be even more remarkable!

Howling Celestial Dog released Ning Tao's hand and looked somewhat nervously at the place it had bitten.

Ning Tao untied the Heavenly Gem cloth from his hand. His palm was completely unscathed.

“What an incredible cloth. It can even glow. Can I take a photo of it?” Howling Celestial Dog stared pleadingly.

Ning Tao berated, “Take my foot. All you do is play with the phone every day. You should cultivate more. Why can't you focus on more important matters instead of those questionable things?”

Howling Celestial Dog cowered and hid its head. It was a cultivating dog, of course it had the ability of becoming a practitioner. But it was suffering from cell phone addiction and deserved Ning Tao's scolding.

After lecturing the dog, Ning Tao headed to Jiang Hao's room. He had to inform Jiang Hao about his trip to Hainan.

Yet before he reached Jiang Hao's bedroom entrance, the door seemed to have suddenly opened itself. A piercing cold air gushed out. A pot of Nippon Lily that was in the corridor beside the staircase had been instantly frozen.

Jiang Hao's voice came from the pitch dark room, “The temperature in the room is -20 degrees. You can come in if you want to.”

Ning Tao: “…”

Other people's beauties were touchable.

But that beauty of his was literally frigid.

Chapter end