Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

Darkness, coldness, terror and loneliness overwhelmed him like a tide. This time, Qing Zhui was in his front, Jiang Hao his back. These two women and their loving energy injecting into his body were like two warm springs on his front and back.

The flood was relieved and the raging waves resumed its former calm. The darkness enveloping the world gradually dissipated. Two rays of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, shining down, bringing warmth and tranquility.

Ning Tao no longer felt solitude in his heart. His heart was now full of joy, contentment, and love. During this period, the corrosion he suffered due to his intake of evil energy ebbed a little. Although it was just a little, he felt as if his inflamed body and soul had been treated by some anti-inflammatory medication and were recovering.

Ning Tao’s heart trembled and he thought to himself, “Isn’t Your Text my own sutra? Each line materialized because of my personal predicament and condition! At each stage, there will be a different situation and text!”

Life was actually a kind of cultivation. Different people would face different situations in their lives, and their experiences and outcomes would also be different.

Like the fact no two leaves in this world would be exactly alike, people would be different too.

But those who chanted scriptures had always been chanting the scriptures of others, not their own. How many people could have understood the truth behind those scriptures, and end up being an immortal or a divinity?

This might be a special feature when one cultivated the ways of Heaven. One would be reciting one’s own scripture, not that of another religion, Buddha or god.

Furthermore, each line of Your Text would have two faces, one directed at its chanter, the other at others. Both would have its own unique magic prowess.

Upon reciting the first line, the divine bell would sound a toll. When directed at himself, it would rectify his spirit and steady his heart in Tao. No evil spirit could invade his soul. When directed against outsiders, it would overwhelm their strange demon power like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves!

The second line was about the nature of love. For himself, it would consolidate his foundation and make him understand what he and his responsibility were— what kind of path he should take. He must remember his parents’ kindness as well as make a choice. To practice the ways of Heaven meant he must not be confined by love. He must understand that both his parents and himself would have their own individual fates. To outsiders, this line would unsettle their emotions and magic powers.

The third line was about the solitude of practicing the way of Heaven. For himself, he must understand its difficulties and have the determination to stand alone at the end of the world. A man could never overcome Heaven by himself. He must believe in the existence of love before he could overcome ordeals and see the true light.

This love was also “customized” to the individual practitioner. He had two women in his heart, Jiang Hao and Qing Zhui. Before Qing Zhui came, Jiang Hao was alone hugging him and helping him recite. But they still could not succeed. After Qing Zhui’s participation, his love was complete and so he overcame this third hurdle.

This was the way Ning Tao’s understood the third line. He did not know what use it had against outsiders. He had only used it once against the sword array of Emei. He had borrowed its tumultuous power to extinguish the fire of their formation. But the answer would soon surface if he used this third line a few more times.

“Haha! I seem to have overcome it!” After some pondering, Ning Tao began to laugh excitedly.

“You succeeded?” It was Jiang Hao’s voice.

“Brother Ning, why can’t I feel anything? Except…” Qing Zhui’s voice suddenly stopped. She was facing Ning Tao in the front, and she could sense something Jiang Hao could not. It was an embarrassing topic which made her blush.

As expected, Jiang Hao asked after her, “Except what?”

Qing Zhui said somewhat embarrassedly, “It’s a little hot here. Sister Hao, would you like to cool the temperature?”

Before Jiang Hao could answer, Ning Tao had crawled out from between them. He reached for his small medicine chest at the foot of the bed, opened it, and took out the animal hide scroll of Your Text.

Jiang Hao and Qing Zhui also got up, their heads craning over Ning Tao’s left and right shoulders. They looked curiously at Ning Tao’s animal hide scroll.

Your Text was unfurled, and a fourth line appeared on the ancient animal hide scroll. “The spirit baby has descended upon this world. Is it a ghost or an immortal?”

“What kind of scripture is this?” Jiang Hao asked curiously.

Qing Zhui simply read it out. “The spirit baby has descended upon this world. Is it a ghost or an immortal…? No response. Brother Ning, would you like read it?”

Ning Tao took a deep breath and recited in a deep voice, “The spirit baby has descended upon this world. Is it a ghost or an immortal… Urgh!”

The moment he uttered the word “immortal”, Ning Tao’s Niwan acupoint suffered an “earthquake”. His internal elixir resembling a basketball almost exploded. The pain this resulted was more than he could bear. He vomited a mouthful of blood.

Sure enough, each line was more difficult than the last!

When he recited the third line, he only felt solitude and terror. But this fourth line had caused him to vomit blood!

“Are you alright?” Jiang Hao was terrified, reaching out to hug Ning Tao.

Qing Zhui also had a big fright and said anxiously, “Brother Ning, don’t scare me! What’s wrong with you?”

Ning Tao collapsed stiffly onto the bed, fresh blood trickling out from the corner of his mouth incessantly.

Jiang Hao embraced Ning Tao tightly and said, “Qing Zhui, quick, come and hug Tao too.”

Qing Zhui also lay down and hugged Ning Tao tightly.

Ning Tao recited silently in his heart, “There is no end in this sea of karma, I drift alone in its midst.”

Sunlight shone down in his inner world, the quaking internal elixir gradually settling down. His spiritual power started to course around his body, healing whatever region he was injured. Soon, he felt better. But he did not dare recite this fourth line of Your Text again.

“Brother Ning, are you feeling better?” Qing Zhui asked with concern. Tears welled up in her clear eyes.

Ning Tao felt a warmth gush into his heart. He couldn’t help but embrace Qing Zhui’s waist. “I’m feeling better now.”

“What kind of scripture is this? Don’t recite it in the future. You are no monk; you don’t need to recite! And besides, you can only chant it with me and Qing Zhui hugging you. This must be some heretical sutra,” Jiang Hao said. This was the difference between her and Qing Zhui. She was just as concerned as Qing Zhui over Ning Tao, but what she said always sounded so menacing.

Ning Tao simply lay supine. His left hand went down and embraced Jiang Hao’s slim waist.

The three of them lay supine like this. Although Ning Tao’s ultimate dream had not been fulfilled, he had realized his dream of embracing women on his left and right.

After a minute of silence, Ning Tao suddenly spoke. “Perhaps… we must take off our clothes before I recite the scripture. Maybe I can succeed that way.”

Jiang Hao and Qing Zhui’s eyes all converged on Ning Tao’s face.

Ning Tao said seriously, “Think about it. It’s just like grilling fish. Roasting it in a bowl will obviously take more time than grilling it on a rack. And it won’t taste as good too.”

Jiang Hao said with a smile, “Would you still want to brush it with butter or some spicy sauce?”

Ning Tao was still looking serious. “I’m serious, not kidding.”

Qing Zhui’s heart softened and she said mincingly, “Okay, I’ll undress and hug you. You can recite again.”

Ning Tao said with deep sincerity, “I really… don’t know how to repay your kindnesses.”

Jiang Hao smiled. “What’s so difficult about repaying them? You just need to pledge your heart to us.”

Ning Tao nodded. Wasn’t that he was doing, pledging his heart to them?

Qing Zhui really crawled up and made as if she was taking off her Heavenly Gem qipao.

The qipao lifted, revealing her fair white thighs.

Ning Tao stared at Qing Zhui with smoldering eyes. If it were a pitch-black night, his eyes could definitely rival the Howling Celestial Dog’s, gleaming with a greenish light.

But at this moment, there was a sudden crack. Ning Tao’s entire person had frozen into ice.

Some fond hopes in this world could only be dreamed.

If you took it seriously, you would be in trouble.

At seven in the evening, the electric motorbike God’s Will came to a high-class restaurant in Sanlipo.

The eyes of the crowd were like nails attracted by a magnet. They swooped over and tacked on Ning Tao, Qing Zhui and Jiang Hao.

The men were staring at Qing Zhui and Jiang Hao, the women at Ning Tao. No matter man or woman, they all felt stunned, their breaths taken away. But in a flash, that feeling soured.

“Who’s that moron? Riding an electric motorbike with two pretty babes?”

“All the good cabbages have been trampled by that pig.”

“Are there any woman who prefers laughing on an electric motorbike, rather than crying in a BMW?”

A few tattooed young men walked towards Ning Tao, who had just parked his motorbike. Jiang Hao and Ning were waiting behind him.

“Hey, babes! How about us treating you two to a drink?” A young man sporting a pompadour asked confidently.

A greenish gleam immediately flashed across Qing Zhui’s eyes.

Ning Tao reached out and clasped her slim waist.

The eyes of the youths clearly showed their jealousy.

The man with the pompadour continued, “Hey babes, let’s be friends. We know this place well. I’m sure we will have a good time. We drive sports cars and can take you two for a cruise later.”

His words just stopped short of scoffing Ning Tao as a lowly motorcyclist.

Ning Tao only gave a faint smile.

Jiang Hao pulled up her jacket a little, showing the pistol at her waist and the Sea Soul Blade which was girding her waist like a belt. She said with an expressionless face, “Get lost.”

The youths were all so scared that their faces blanched. They ran away in a panic.

“Where’s Lin Qingyu?” Jiang Hao put down her jacket, hiding both her pistol and the knife.

Ning Tao reached out and embraced Jiang Hao’s waist again. “She told me to meet here. She should be coming soon.”

The moment his voice faded, a woman walked out of the restaurant. She was wearing a long black skirt, her high heels glittering like crystals in the light. She looked noble and elegant, with a dash of haughtiness. Who else was this but Lin Qingyu?

Lin Qingyu stared directly at Ning Tao, and at Jiang Hao and Qing Zhui whose waists he was embracing. Her black eyes could not hide her sadness and dejection.

She had once fantasized about being with Ning Tao. But right now, he was meeting her with a woman each in his arms. How could she feel good?

Ning Tao wanted to release Qing Zhui and Jiang Hao’s waists, but Jiang Hao dropped her arm and clipped his.

Ning Tao gave a sheepish smile and continued embracing their waists. Then he walked over to Lin Qingyu. “Qingyu, let me introduce them to you. These are my girlfriends, Jiang Hao and Qing Zhui.”

Many strange eyes started to converge on him. There were even men who wanted to give Ning Tao two kicks.

Lin Qingyu squeezed out a forced smile on her lips. “I know them. I really envy your good fortune and wish you all happiness.”

Qing Zhui and Jiang Hao also smiled as a greeting.

“Okay, come in. I’ve made all the arrangements.” Lin Qingyu turned and walked into the restaurant. She did not want Ning Tao, Qing Zhui or Jiang Hao to see tears gathering in her eyes.

Only now did Ning Tao release Qing Zhui and Jiang Hao’s waists. He led them into the restaurant.

The restaurant was empty and there was only one customer.

Ning Tao’s eyes fell upon the face of that customer. In an instant, he seemed to have overturned a multi-flavored condiment bottle in his heart. All kinds of feelings surfaced inside him.