Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain
Chapter 1807 - 1806: Her Heart’s Utopia

Chapter 1807: Chapter 1806: Her Heart’s Utopia

"The two tasks ahead, you didn’t complete either?" Qin Feng’s expression was grim.

Qin Yitian lowered her head and quickly replied, "That alchemy furnace was ultimately taken by Master Lin from Dragon Country."

"So I failed."

"Him again." Qin Feng murmured.

Qin Yitian continued, "As for the formula for the Resuscitating Pill, he wouldn’t agree to give it to me either. I offered conditions worth several hundred billion."

"I even offered him shares in our Alchemy League Company, but he still refused to exchange."

Hearing this, Qin Feng’s face darkened further. "It seems my junior brother, whom I’ve never met, is quite difficult to deal with."

"Earlier, I even thought about recruiting him into our Alchemy League if he wasn’t dead."

"Now it seems, with his temperament, even if he were promised equal shares in Alchemy League and treated as an equal, he still wouldn’t agree. He would never genuinely serve the league."

"Kunlun King killing him—it may not have been such a bad thing after all."

When Qin Feng said this, he shook his head. He didn’t further scold his younger sister for failing those two tasks.

After all, she was his sister, and those two tasks were indeed extremely difficult to accomplish.

Because the initiative lay entirely in someone else’s hands.

At this moment, he said, "The things I asked you to bring back from the clan—where are they?"

Qin Yitian quickly took out a box from her belongings. The box was the one Qin Feng had sent her to retrieve.

Seeing the box, Qin Feng’s eyes lit up with joy, and he immediately took it.

Once he had it in his hands, he eagerly opened it.

Inside, he found a book quietly resting.

On the cover were five characters: "Nine Shift Longevity Secret."

Unfortunately, the book was incomplete, containing less than one-fifth of its original content.

The remaining pages had been torn away.

"Brother, what is this?" Qin Yitian asked curiously.

Qin Feng closed the box and replied, "It was something gifted to me by my master, Daoist Master Qing Shan, when I studied in Dragon Country."

In truth, he was lying. This item was not a gift from his master, but something he had stolen.

Qin Yitian didn’t suspect her brother at all. She said, "I see."

"By the way, the Old Ancestor also asked me to deliver a message to you this time. He said that if you break through to become a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, you should return to the clan."

"The Old Ancestor said that the Hidden Dragon should return to the mountain. His intention seems to be to entrust the Qin family entirely to you once you’ve stepped into the Heavenly Realm Martial Artist rank."

Qin Feng’s eyes gleamed brightly as he said, "Six months at most. Within six months, I will break through to the Heavenly Realm Martial Artist rank and return to Dragon Country!"

If he could acquire that "Medicine King" plant, he was confident he could break through in less than six months.

Which made him even more determined to secure that "Medicine King" at all costs.

"The Medicine King—it’s mine. No one can take it from me," he muttered inwardly.

After conveying the message from the Old Ancestor, Qin Yitian chatted with her brother Qin Feng about various family matters.

The siblings conversed for a full half-hour before Qin Yitian finally took her leave.

"Brother, I’ll head back now. Tomorrow, I’ll bring Dong Lin and An Lan to the Alchemy Hall to test the pills. If you have time, I’d hope you can come over personally," Qin Yitian said.

Qin Feng nodded and suddenly said with a smile, "Yitian, I noticed you seem to place great importance on Dong Lin. You don’t have any special feelings for him, do you?"

Qin Yitian froze, instantly understanding her brother’s implication—he was asking if she had romantic feelings for Dong Lin.

She quickly shook her head and said, "Brother, you’re overthinking. My regard for Dong Lin is purely admiration. Besides, he saved my life, so I’m a bit grateful to him."

"I hope so. Don’t even think about developing any romantic feelings for him. You may be talented, having reached the level of Sect Master strength at twenty-four, but to match you, he’s still far from worthy," Qin Feng said.

Qin Yitian gave a forced smile. She knew her elder brother might seem easy-going and affectionate, giving people the impression of basking in spring warmth.

But in truth, dealing with him was far from that simple.

Some things were entirely out of her control.

Like the question of whom she would marry in the future. She had no say!

There were also many matters involving the interests of the Alchemy League that were outside her decision-making power.

"By the way, Brother, when I returned this time, the people from Nanyang Brahman actually tried to capture me to serve as their tribute. I informed them of my identity, but they still attempted to seize me," Qin Yitian told her brother Qin Feng.

When Qin Feng heard this, he emitted a wave of killing intent.

He then said, "Eventually, I will sweep through all the other powers in Nanyang and unify Nanyang’s World of Martial Arts."

"But for now, I cannot afford to move against the Brahman. Yitian, for the sake of the bigger picture, your brother cannot avenge you right now. I hope you can understand."

Qin Yitian sighed inwardly upon hearing this; she had expected this outcome.

She nodded and said, "Brother, I understand."

"But at least terminate the medicinal pill business with the Brahman—can you promise me that?" Qin Yitian asked.

This was her bottom line. She had nearly been captured by the Brahman, and if her brother denied even this request, it would leave her utterly disappointed.

Qin Feng’s eyes flickered briefly before he said, "That won’t do. The Brahman is one of our Alchemy League’s largest customers. If we terminate our cooperation with them, our league would lose at least ten trillion."

"We cannot afford to forgo that kind of money."

Qin Yitian felt bitterly disappointed. She offered a strained smile and said, "Brother, that money was earned through their bloodshed and plunder."

"Who knows how much blood it’s stained with. Why must we chase after such money? Isn’t our Alchemy League already wealthy enough?"

Qin Feng said, "Yitian, what are you saying? We’re making money—who cares about how others made theirs?"

"In Nanyang, if you refuse to earn money because it’s ’dirty,’ you won’t earn a single dollar. Here in Nanyang, apart from the money of the underclass, which comes from their sweat and toil and is clean, whose money isn’t dirty?"

"And the underclass can’t afford our pills. Those who can afford them are all people who earn dirty money..."

Qin Yitian remained silent, her heart filled with frustration and disappointment.

Sometimes, she detested this world utterly.

"Brother, when you’ve unified Nanyang’s World of Martial Arts, can you change all this?" Qin Yitian asked.

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Of course."

"Alright, I trust you, Brother," Qin Yitian replied.

But little did she know, her brother’s money was likely no cleaner than that of Brahman or the Nanyang Martial Alliance.

The vast Alchemy League, and its countless medicinal pills—how many underprivileged lives had been exploited to build it up?

His promise of unifying Nanyang’s World of Martial Arts and establishing the gargantuan Imperial Alchemy League—how could it ever become the utopia she envisioned in her heart?