All Chapters of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The night sky was clear, and stars were shining in the dark blue depths. They seemed to be a language that told the story of worlds beyond the earth. Ning Tao painted a blood lock on the wall of the rooftop over Jiang Hao's house. As he inserted the key into the pattern, the blood lock spread out like ripples, and the inky convenient door appeared on the wall. Ning Tao strode toward the door. After two seconds of darkness, the light returned to his sight, which was the light of the seven-star lamp. In just two seconds, he was back at the Sky Clinic in Shan City, more than 1,800 kilometers away from Beidu. Above the good-evil tripod hovered black and white air. They were intertwined without scattering, but they were much weaker than before the rent was collected. Ning Tao sat cross-legged next to the good-evil tripod and ran the ABC of elementary cultivation method. An hour later, he left the clinic and went to the hillside behi

The old man was short and thin, with an awl-shaped face and a long beard on his chin. He seemed to want to dress up as an artist, but he came across as a phoney fortune-teller with a stall on the street. "This old man is the one who texted Fan Huaying? I was really wrong about him," Ning Tao thought. At that moment, his eyes and nose entered the state of looking and smelling. In his sight, the old man's body was emitting colorful aura, but there was a faint plume of black air swimming in his innate aura. The black air was wicked and fierce, like a serpent that was going to devour people. He didn't smell normal either. He smelled human, but weak. At the same time, he smelled strongly of snakes. The result surprised Ning Tao. The old man in front of him was supposed to be a demon, different from Lin Qinghua, who was a new demon. He suddenly came up with an idea, secretly said, "Yin and Yang coexist, and so do the new and the old. Lin Qinghua w

In Zhao Wushuang's home, Ning Tao saw the herbs that Fan Huaying bought for him, some of which were more and some were less due to the difficulty of finding. The herbs were all packed in a big cardboard box, and gave off a strong smell. Now Ning Tao lacked only one herb—the white snake slough. Once obtaining it, he would have all the materials to make Primary Elixirs. "These herbs you ask for, my dear fellow, are very precious and not cheap. They cost a total of 1,670,000, leaving 330,000," reported Fan Huaying. "Tell me your bank account number and I'll transfer the rest of the money to you." "You don't have to do that," Ning Tao said. Fan Huaying smiled and stated, "I was going to buy them for you, but you insisted on paying me. How can I take your hard-earned money?" Ning Tao smiled and told him his bank card number. Fan Huaying transferred the rest of the money to Ning Tao's bank account via his

"Qing Zhui, let Doctor Ning see you," Bai Jing said. At Bai Jing's words, the scary look in Qing Zhui's eyes subsided and she regained her normal expression, still appearing sick. The two women gave Ning Tao the impression that the sick Qing Zhui was actually more powerful than Bai Jing. He was surprised, but kept his face impassive. He took the medicine chest to the bed and said, "Let me feel your pulse." Qing Zhui didn't say anything, and just stared at him. Ning Tao reached out and grabbed her wrist, feeling cold. Her skin was smooth and delicate, her slender wrists limb as though having no bones. Although he was going to check on her illness, he could not help feeling a slight impulse as he held her wrist. An imperceptible sneer came to Qing Zhui's lips. With a slight shock of Ning Tao's Niwan acupoint, his spiritual power was released instantly, spreading to his whole body, even his soul, like r

Qing Zhui was asleep and did not wake up, so she had no idea that Ning Tao had left her room and then returned. Ning Tao came to her bedside with the rotten, broken tripod in his arms and put the small scalpel, disinfectant alcohol, gauze used to stop bleeding and other things in it on a plate. After getting ready, he reached out and took off Qing Zhui's cyan gauze dress... The beauty burst upon his vision, like a mist over a snowfield dispersed by the sun. Ning Tao did not know where to look and had a salty sensation in his nose. He reached over and wiped his nose. The next second, he was speechless on the spot. He was bleeding. "I am a doctor, and she's my patient." Ning Tao hinted to himself. Then he took a deep breath. As he calmed down, he started to operate on Qing Zhui. Wiping Qing Zhui's skin with cotton swabs, sterilizing the scalpel, and sealing Qing Zhui's blood vessels with silver needles. Ning Tao fin