The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

Chapter 1150: Chapter 1143: I’m Going to Yanjing College of Traditional Chinese Medicine

In the private room.

Jii Xiaoyao glared with her beautiful eyes at the girl who looked almost identical to her, wearing an expression of dissatisfaction.

The look in her eyes and her words carried an undertone of frustration.

”Xiaoyao, don’t think that just because your cultivation is higher than your sister’s, and your talent is better, you can act without respect!”

Weng Xiaoran, carrying a big backpack, walked in, put it down, and sat down with a sigh of relief, appearing tired. She clung to Weng Xiyun, hugging her arm with a touch of coquettishness, saying, ”Master, this girl is just so disrespectful. You really should teach her a lesson!”

”Sister? If you want me to call you that, no way! Unless one day your cultivation surpasses mine!”

Jii Xiaoyao pouted and sat on the other side of Weng Xiyun with a proud look, ”Besides, you’ve already taken the surname of our Master. No matter how much we look alike, we seem to have no blood relation anymore!”

”Xiaoyao! If mom hears that, she’ll definitely punish you, and she’d be heartbroken too!”

Weng Xiaoran gritted her teeth and said fiercely, ”When my cultivation rises, I’ll deal with you myself! As for my surname, wasn’t it grandpa’s idea? He wanted me to take Master’s surname, saying my fate clashed with yours and the family’s... It’s unfair, why wasn’t it you who had to change your surname?”

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”Alright, alright, you two! Every time you meet, you’re at each other’s throats. Yet when apart, you miss each other terribly!”

Weng Xiyun waved her hand to stop their argument, her face a blend of a wry smile and doting affection.

Weng Xiaoran was also a disciple of Star Mountain and came under Weng Xiyun’s tutelage.

Currently, her level was only at the Qi Refining Fifth Level, but her actual cultivation and combat power were quite weak.

Compared to cultivators of the same level, she stood no chance in a fight.

She excelled at alchemy!

In this area, she had a certain amount of talent, and she was deeply fascinated by it, neglecting her cultivation as a result.

Weng Xiyun initially tried to persuade her multiple times, but to no avail, so in the end, she could only let her be.

Now Weng Xiaoran, with little effort, could produce top-grade basic elixirs.

But she couldn’t make entry-level elixirs, even after seeking guidance from Alchemy Master Luu Cheng of Wuwan Valley without breaking through.

Master Luu Cheng remarked that her talent was limited, restricted to basic elixirs.

Despite this, Master Luu Cheng was willing to take her as one of his disciples for further guidance, hoping she might gain insight one day.

However.

Weng Xiaoran was unconvinced and determined to find a breakthrough on her own, believing that secular medicine might offer her some inspiration, leading to her journey to Yanjing.

Moreover, she had another identity—the younger generation of the Yanjing Ji Family, none other than Jii Xiaoyao’s twin sister!

However, most people were unaware of this identity.

At a young age, Weng Xiaoran fell gravely ill, a condition even National Masters of Chinese Medicine couldn’t cure.

Shortly after, she was sent to the Central Continent, as the Jii Family’s old head, upon consulting a high-level fortune teller, was told she had great opportunities awaiting her there, including meeting a benefactor.

But she would have to share the surname with that benefactor to avoid misfortune.

As fate would have it.

The result was she caught the eye of Weng Xiyun and was taken as a disciple.

The Jii Family’s Old Man orchestrated, arranging Weng Xiaoran to share a surname with Weng Xiyun!

Consequently, Jii Xiaoyao was able to enter the tutelage of Weng Xiyun smoothly later on.

Of course, that was also due to Jii Xiaoyao’s astonishing talent!

”Xiao Ran, do you really want to stay in Yanjing?”

At this point, Weng Xiyun turned her head, earnestly asking Weng Xiaoran.

”Master! I know you’re very concerned about me and want me to focus on cultivation. Without you, I wouldn’t have been able to keep my illness suppressed and not flaring up! But my goal is in alchemy, it’s truly the path I want to take!”

With a solemn expression and a touch of guilt, Weng Xiaoran looked at Weng Xiyun, pursing her cherry lips, and softly replied, ”Master, I want to stay in Yanjing for four years!”

”Four years?”

Weng Xiyun and Jii Xiaoyao widened their beautiful eyes in disbelief.

Four years didn’t seem like much time ordinarily, but for Weng Xiaoran to waste four years in the secular world was a significant delay in cultivation time.

”Yes, four years! Master, I’m not going home. I want to study at the Yanjing College of Traditional Chinese Medicine for four years, to experience college life and study Chinese medicine. Perhaps I might have a breakthrough during this time! It’s said that the oldest Collection Building in all of Yanjing is there, with many ancient books on herbal medicine! Even some ancient medicines are still preserved there!”

Weng Xiaoran’s eyes sparkled with excitement, saying, ”Also, every year Medicine Saint Mo Mengting comes to Yanjing College of Traditional Chinese Medicine to give lectures once or twice! She’s recognized as having profound research in Chinese medicine. If it weren’t for her inability to cultivate, her achievements in secular Chinese medicine wouldn’t have been so limited!”

”Have you made up your mind?”

Weng Xiyun asked in resignation, finally.

”Master, I’ve decided! Don’t worry, I’ll visit when I have time!”

Weng Xiaoran nodded earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Weng Xiyun blinked her beautiful eyes, opened her mouth, hesitated to speak, and eventually fell silent.

Meanwhile, Jii Xiaoyao pursed her lips, yet her concern for Weng Xiaoran couldn’t be hidden.

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Leaving the Five Days Willow Manor Hotel.

Lin Tian followed the directions of his Uncle Lin Fengye, walking along Binjiang Road by the river that flows through Huairou City, heading north.

Binjiang Road seemed to be a food street in Huairou City.

It was nine in the evening, the peak time for the night market.

Many businesses had started operating, with various stalls and snacks lining the street.

This was a pedestrian street, with no vehicles, and therefore it was bustling with people.

Lin Tian gazed at the bustling scene before him, walked through the unfamiliar crowd, and proceeded onward.

Soon.

He reached the end of Bingjiang Road.

There, indeed, was a larger shop, with a giant neon sign beside it, clearly illuminating the big characters on it—Medicinal Food Hall!

Approaching Medicine Mountain Hall, Lin Tian caught a pleasant fragrance lingering in the air, which was quite refreshing.

”Hmm, this seems quite interesting! Using Chinese medicine as an accessory, cooking various dishes with special skills, not only enhancing taste and aroma but also maximizing nutrition, with additional benefits for the body from this medicinal food!”

Lin Tian’s eyes lit up with interest as he secretly marveled, quickly stepping forward to sit down at a spot outside, picking up the menu in front of him.

Although it was medicinal food, it was categorized into various grades. The preparation of ordinary dishes was fairly simple and affordable for the average customer.

Therefore, many temporary tables were set up in front of the shop, almost fully occupied, indicating good business.

Not knowing what would suit his taste, Lin Tian randomly ordered a few items, then waited for his Uncle Lin Fengye to arrive.

At that moment, all the seats were taken, except for Lin Tian’s, where he sat alone.

”Hello, is this seat taken?”

Suddenly, a crisp, pleasant voice came from behind.

Turning around, Lin Tian saw a girl holding a white doctor’s coat, standing charmingly behind him. She wore black-framed glasses, had a quiet demeanor, and her lips curved into a friendly smile as she looked at him.