City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 708 - 0709: Absorbing Massive Amounts of Soul Consciousness [25th Update]

Chapter 708: Chapter 0709: Absorbing Massive Amounts of Soul Consciousness [25th Update]

Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting felt that Count Charley was really being too extravagant, but Ye Qiu began to yearn for this kind of life, at least he knew that before he returned to the Heavenly Court Imperial Medical Bureau, he wanted his parents and sister to experience this kind of life.

"Miss Louise, I’m beginning to like this lifestyle and don’t want to go back to Jinling,"

Ye Qiu said.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wenting felt somewhat unhappy.

In the past, if it weren’t for Ye Qiu, she might have already stayed in France to work and live. However, now she hadn’t expected Ye Qiu to actually start liking it here.

She, on the contrary, wanted to return to Jinling sooner rather than stay in France.

When Zhou Wenting translated it for Louise, Louise looked at Ye Qiu with her deep blue eyes and asked, "Really? That’s wonderful, both Count Charley and I would love for you to stay here. When you get the grand castle and the one hundred thousand square meters estate that Count Charley has offered as a reward, you could live very well here in France."

After Louise finished speaking, she looked at Ye Qiu with anticipation.

"Miss Louise, I was joking. I definitely can’t stay in France for long,"

Ye Qiu heard and Zhou Wenting finally breathed a sigh of relief.

...

Outside the estate, they walked a considerable distance before taking a carriage to tour the grounds for a while and then returning to the grand castle. It was past seven o’clock in the evening when the two young maids once again asked Ye Qiu to go to the bathroom to bathe, helping him to wash and then change into a set of formal evening attire, before coming downstairs to have dinner together in the dining room.

The dinner was a formal meal, as grand and rich as lunch had been.

But Zhou Wenting ate nothing, feeling quite full already.

By the time they finished dinner, it was almost ten o’clock Paris time.

When Count Charley asked Ye Qiu when he would treat him again, Ye Qiu planned to cultivate and absorb more Spiritual Energy before treating him.

Ye Qiu was not in a hurry.

"Tomorrow or the day after is fine,"

Ye Qiu said.

Count Charley was not worried if that was the case.

Moreover, Count Charley already knew that this young man seemed very powerful and mysterious, with medical skills capable of suppressing and eliminating the evil influence of the Cult’s evil devices that were corrupting his body and soul.

After Count Charley left, he instructed Ivan, the butler, to take good care of the two honored guests, Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting, who realized it was already getting late into the night by ten o’clock.

However, tonight Zhou Wenting and Louise would sleep in the same room, so Zhou Wenting wouldn’t have to feel scared like the previous night upon seeing those white-furred, red-eyed bats.

Ye Qiu returned to his guest room, where the two young maids brought him a gown and offered to help him put it on, but Ye Qiu did not need their assistance.

But he had put on the clothes himself and then sat in front of his desk, picking up a religious book written in Italian to read.

The Middle Ages in Europe were the darkest, incomparable to ancient Huaxia, yet when it came to religion, it seemed to thrive most in medieval Europe.

Ye Qiu suddenly felt from the records that the religion of Archbishop Count Charley might indeed be different from the religion he had imagined.

By eleven o’clock that night, after putting the book back, Ye Qiu opened the window where the moonlight, tinged with a hint of blood-red, still streamed in. He sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice the mental method mnemonic verse of the "Primordial Five Emperors Technique." The endless moonlight essence entered his body, flowed through his meridians, circulated throughout his body, and then entered his Dantian for storage.

He didn’t know how long it had been when he suddenly felt his head swelling uncomfortably.

Could it be that there was a problem with his cultivation? He quickly stopped and noticed outside the window, thunder and lightning were striking, which could be seen very clearly from inside the room when looking outside.

However, what he saw even more were the swarms of white-furred, red-eyed bats flying outside, quickly disappearing and reappearing, likely flying into those castles when they vanished and possibly coming out from them when they reappeared.

When Ye Qiu saw the thunder and lightning, along with those bats, he felt nothing unusual.

But suddenly, he did not know why there was a feeling of his head swelling uncomfortably.

Now Ye Qiu didn’t dare continue his cultivation and could only lay down to sleep soundly.

Just as he was entering his dreams, Ye Qiu suddenly found that, just like the last time at Jinling Hospital where he was recuperating, a powerful soul consciousness first rushed into his head, becoming a part of his soul consciousness within, and then, as at Jinling Hospital, countless soul consciousnesses entered.

This situation had only occurred once before at Jinling Hospital and then the last time he killed that zombie, who was indeed Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei’s soul consciousness was absorbed by Ye Qiu just before it burned away.

He hadn’t expected that this time there would be such a vast amount of soul consciousness entering his head.

Could it be that the discomfort he had felt in his head earlier was related to what was happening now?

This castle had first appeared in the sixteenth or seventeenth century, and it was now the twenty-first century. There were four to five hundred years in between, and during these centuries, no one knew exactly how many people were born or finally died within this castle.

Moreover, within the surrounding area of the castle, including within a ten-kilometer radius, those who died, whether from natural causes or unnatural, possibly even those who had died in battles past, those restless soul consciousnesses were now surging towards Ye Qiu’s head and were slowly being assimilated.

When Ye Qiu next opened his eyes, he felt as though more than a century had passed, when in fact, only a few hours had gone by. Now outside his door, two young maids were calling him to get up and prepare for a bath and a change of clothes.

Ye Qiu had thought he had only dreamt, but he knew that it was real. Last night, after his cultivation practice, he had felt discomfort in his head, then saw the thunder and lightning outside the window, followed by the sight of swarms of white-furred, red-eyed bats, and then a powerful soul consciousness was absorbed by him, followed by countless other soul consciousnesses.

Now, in Ye Qiu’s mind, there was an addition of those consciousnesses, all of them from the white people of this part of France, including the Spaniards, Portuguese, and even some Arabs.

But most of all, there were the soul consciousnesses of the ancestors of Count Charley and those servants and lower-class people who had lived and died here.

For the moment, Ye Qiu didn’t dwell on that and instead walked out of his room, indeed seeing the two beautiful young maids who had been waiting for him since the day before.

"Dr. Ye, allow us to take you for your bath and a change of clothes,"

The two young maids had found that although Ye Qiu’s medical skills were impressive, he was different from the other honored guests, who tried to take advantage of them. But Ye Qiu clearly wouldn’t take advantage even when the opportunity arose.

Moreover, the two women had already seen that his size seemed no smaller than that of other white men, which truly surprised the two young and beautiful maids.