Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

Chapter 1788: Chapter 1787: Qin Yitian’s Test

”Dong Lin, the nearest city to here is Bai Xiang City. That’s Wei Family’s territory. We need to think of a way to get to Bai Xiang City first. I want to inform Wei Jiulong about Wei Hu’s death.”

After paying respects to Wei Hu, Qin Yitian spoke to Lin Dong.

Lin Dong nodded slightly, and asked, ”How are we going to Bai Xiang City?”

”First, we’ll walk for a few hours to exit this forest. Then, once we get to the nearest county town, we’ll use transportation to head for Bai Xiang City,” Qin Yitian explained.

”Alright, let’s go,” Lin Dong said.

After that, the two began a journey on foot toward the closest county town.

This forest was very remote, with only dirt paths and no cement roads. Cars hardly ever passed through this area.

Of course, in such a chaotic place like Southborne, even if cars did pass by, ordinary people would best avoid hitchhiking.

Because no one could know what kind of car they were getting into.

It might directly take you to an isolated place where they’d rob you of all your possessions.

Losing your belongings would likely be the least of your worries.

On a more serious note, your life could be in danger.

You could be brought to a black-market trading spot and sold off. If you’re a woman, you might be sold into a life of debauchery as a dancing girl or something similar. If you’re a man, you might be sold to a place for hard labor.

Of course, neither Lin Dong nor Qin Yitian were ordinary people.

They didn’t need to worry about these issues when stopping a car.

However, regular drivers wouldn’t readily let them aboard either.

Because drivers are also fearful.

They fear running into dishonest people who might rob them after stopping their car, or set them up in a scam.

The two continued their hike through the forest.

As a martial artist, Lin Dong naturally felt no fatigue, but Qin Yitian, after walking more than an hour on the hillside paths, was visibly exhausted.

”Dong Lin, I’m so tired, I can’t go on anymore.” Qin Yitian leaned against a large tree and couldn’t help but speak to Lin Dong.

Lin Dong glanced at the sky and suggested, ”How about I carry you on my back? It’ll make us faster; otherwise, we won’t get out of this forest before nightfall.”

Qin Yitian hesitated for a moment, as she had never been carried by a man before.

Being carried by a man meant her body would be pressed against the man’s back, which would inevitably be a bit awkward.

However, thinking about the earlier intimate moments between them and seeing that her feet had already developed painful blisters, she realized she couldn’t manage much longer.

After some hesitation, Qin Yitian nodded and said, ”Alright, Dong Lin, carry me then. Sorry for the trouble.”

Lin Dong didn’t waste any time pondering the situation. He squatted down and gestured for Qin Yitian to climb up.

Qin Yitian stepped behind Lin Dong, then leaned onto his back and wrapped her arms around his chest.

Lin Dong stood up, carrying Qin Yitian firmly on his back.

He reached out and held onto the backs of her knees.

In this position, Qin Yitian’s entire body was tightly pressed against Lin Dong’s back.

There was no denying it—Qin Yitian was well-endowed, and Lin Dong could clearly feel her curvy figure.

Lin Dong quickened his pace, heading toward the edge of the forest with Qin Yitian on his back.

On Lin Dong’s back, Qin Yitian began chatting with him, seemingly trying to divert her focus.

”Dong Lin, tell me more about yourself. As my strategist, I don’t know you very well yet.” When Qin Yitian spoke, her warm breath blew lightly against Lin Dong’s ear.

Lin Dong felt a tickling sensation in his ear and a strange feeling in his heart.

Responding, he said, ”I don’t recall promising to tell you all about myself when I agreed to be your strategist.”

Qin Yitian laughed softly, ”I didn’t mean anything special. I just want to understand you better, like your age or whether you have any family.”

Lin Dong replied indifferently, ”I’m twenty-five years old and an orphan.”

”I come from Dragon Country’s northwest region...”

He briefly shared the backstory of the identity he had assumed, ’Dong Lin.’

Qin Yitian continued chatting with him, ”You’re actually an orphan? Then how did you enter the martial arts world?”

”When I was a teenager, I had a stroke of fortune and met an old man. He told me I had exceptional bone structure and was a good candidate for martial arts training. So, he taught me martial arts.”

”Since then, I entered the martial arts world.”

Lin Dong spoke casually, telling lies with a calm and composed demeanor.

Qin Yitian didn’t suspect anything and continued questioning, ”Do you keep up with martial arts world affairs?”

Lin Dong said, ”I keep up to some extent.”

”Oh? Then are you aware that Dragon Country’s martial arts world has recently produced an exceptional talent, Master Lin?” Qin Yitian started to open up the conversation, chatting with Lin Dong about topics far and wide.

By this point, she had completely forgotten the awkwardness of being pressed tightly to Lin Dong’s back.

Lin Dong’s heart froze for a moment; he hadn’t expected Qin Yitian to mention him.

He could only feign ignorance and respond, ”Master Lin? I’ve heard some things. When I was keeping up with the martial arts world, I heard he went head-to-head with King Kunlun in a life-death duel. Isn’t he dead now?”

”Yes, not long ago, he did engage in a life-death duel with King Kunlun. Then he died at King Kunlun’s hands. I saw him twice during my visit to the Capital City—he was truly extraordinary, comparable to my brother.”

”What a pity he met such an early demise. Otherwise, the future of Dragon Country’s martial arts world would have been his era.”

Qin Yitian sighed deeply, expressing her regret.

Lin Dong couldn’t help but ask, ”Miss Yitian, why do you sigh? Your Nanyang Pill Alliance and him aren’t in the same camp, and could even be considered adversaries. His death should be good news for your alliance, right?”

”That’s true, but seeing such a talented individual fall is always regretful,” Qin Yitian explained.

Hearing Qin Yitian’s words, Lin Dong couldn’t help but feel a bit of goodwill toward her.

At least she wasn’t like others who desperately wanted him dead.

”Though Master Lin is gone, in his brief stint in the martial arts world, he left an indelible mark. In the history of Dragon Country’s martial arts world, and even the global martial arts scene, he has carved a prominent place for himself.

”That much guarantees his legacy—a name remembered through the annals of martial arts history. His journey through life wasn’t in vain.”

As Qin Yitian sighed and reflected, her tone suddenly shifted, and she asked Lin Dong, ”Dong Lin, have you ever dreamed of becoming someone like Master Lin?”

Lin Dong shook his head and said, ”No, I’ve never dreamed of anything like that. I’m merely a martial arts sect master, leaving my name in history feels far beyond my reach.”

Qin Yitian chuckled at his response, ”You’re not bad yourself, being so young yet already possessing sect master-level strength. If you were to join our Pill Alliance someday, perhaps with access to our resources, you could reach the Earth Realm martial artist level.”

”At that point, given time, perhaps you’d have your own place in the martial arts world in the future, Dong Lin...”

Lin Dong smiled lightly and casually replied, ”Hopefully.”

The two were in mid-conversation when Lin Dong suddenly sensed several people approaching them.

Swiftly, he patted Qin Yitian, who was leaning against him, and urgently said, ”Don’t talk. Someone’s coming toward us.”

Qin Yitian froze in place, her body stiffening. Just now, Lin Dong had patted her—not on her back, but on her posterior.

Unable to help herself, her face flushed crimson, and she thought to herself, ”Dong Lin, was that intentional? Was he taking advantage of me?”

Before she could dwell longer on the matter, a few SUVs roared in from the distance.

The situation clearly signaled that these newcomers meant trouble...