Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain
Chapter 905 Yin Witch’s Curse

Chapter 905: Chapter 905 Yin Witch’s Curse

After he finished speaking, Gambling King He Sihai gave Lin Dong a business card.

Lin Dong took it indifferently, "Alright."

He casually stowed away He Sihai’s business card without showing much concern.

To Peng Wenhao and the others, a favor from He Sihai might be exceedingly precious. Yet, in Lin Dong’s eyes, it counted for little.

Though Gambling King He Sihai was wealthy, compared to Lin Dong, he fell far short.

In terms of connections and background, Lin Dong was acquainted with martial arts bigwigs, against whom even He Sihai couldn’t measure up.

Nonetheless, out of politeness, Lin Dong accepted his business card.

At the moment, he turned to look at the patient Su Yuqi, gave her a slight smile, and then asked, "Ms. Su, may I ask you a few questions?"

"Of course, ask away, Divine Doctor," Su Yuqi hastily replied.

Lin Dong had cured her sickness; she was willing to answer even hundreds of questions, not just a few.

Lin Dong then inquired, "Miss Su, were you born on July 15th?"

Hearing this, Su Yuqi couldn’t help exclaiming in surprise, "Divine Doctor, how did you know? Did you know me before?"

Lin Dong shook his head, "I didn’t know you before. It’s merely a speculation."

"My God, not only do you have superb medical skills, you can actually divine the unknown!" marveled Su Yuqi.

Gambling King He Sihai also watched, secretly impressed; today, they had truly encountered a capable person.

Lin Dong just smiled faintly, for this was nothing to him.

The reason Lin Dong knew this was due to a guess he had in mind.

Ever since he had seen the witch text on Su Yuqi’s body, he had been pondering one thing.

That was that Su Yuqi might have been affected by an ancient witchcraft called the ’Yin Witch’s Curse’.

This witchcraft was exceedingly sinister, transmitted from ancient times and banned by the orthodox martial arts world, listed as a forbidden art.

It involved placing the ’Yin Witch’s Curse’ on a woman born on the day of yin to extract others’ lifespans for one’s own cultivation—a malevolent witchcraft.

Lin Dong was not entirely certain before, but now, after asking about Su Yuqi’s birth date, he was almost sure of it.

What had afflicted Su Yuqi was that legendary witchcraft, the ’Yin Witch’s Curse’.

Lin Dong had previously come across some descriptions of the Yin Witch’s Curse in the ancient books collected by his master Daoist Qingshan.

This witchcraft was too cruel. Along its path, countless innocents must be killed.

If a martial artist were to cultivate through this witchcraft, reaching from the strength of a Martial Arts Master to that of a Martial arts master would require sacrificing the lives of exactly eight hundred women born on July 15th.

To reach even higher realms, even more people needed to be killed. Essentially, it was using others’ skeletons to accomplish one’s own success.

Moreover, those who cultivated this witchcraft were generally heartless. They indiscriminately placed the ’Yin Witch’s Curse’ on anyone they encountered.

As long as they encountered a woman born on July 15th, they wouldn’t care about her age or identity, and would directly cast the curse.

Even a few-year-old girl would not be spared.

Having encountered a practitioner of such venomous arts, Lin Dong would naturally not stand idly by.

He wished to find the culprit by questioning Su Yuqi, and then eliminate them.

"Ms. Su, before you ’fell ill,’ did you have contact with any unusual people?" Lin Dong asked Su Yuqi again.

Upon hearing this, Su Yuqi’s complexion changed slightly.

She then looked at He Sihai somewhat embarrassingly, as some things were difficult to say.

Seeing her reaction, He Sihai said sternly, "Yuqi, tell the Divine Doctor everything as it is. You should be grateful to him for saving your life."

Su Yuqi could only respond, "Yes."

"Divine Doctor, before I ’fell ill,’ I did indeed meet a peculiar person," she confessed.

"I have been married into the He family for many years but had never gotten pregnant and given birth. My father-in-law and they all wanted to cuddle a grandson, to ensure the family lineage."

"I was under a lot of pressure, so about ten days ago, I went to a temple to pray for Children."

"There, I met an instructor who performed a ritual for me."

"After the ritual, I began feeling increasingly unwell, and eventually, I passed out and became unconscious..."

After hearing this, Lin Dong was almost certain that the so-called instructor who performed the ritual must be the one who cast the witch’s curse on her.

He then inquired, "Where is that temple?"

Lin Dong thought about finding time to get rid of that evildoer and considered it a way to eliminate harm for the people.

Su Yuqi didn’t hide anything and told Lin Dong the specific location of the temple.

Lin Dong committed it to memory.

After asking these questions, only then did Lin Dong leave.

Gambling King He Sihai had wanted to invite Lin Dong for a meal, but Lin Dong declined.

With that time, wasn’t it better to spend it in a two-person world with Sister Bing?

After leaving the hospital, Qiao Bing was also fine, so she followed Lin Dong in leaving.

"Sister Bing, when you go back to the Capital, you should get a different instructor; this Peng Xin is no good," Lin Dong commented while sitting in the co-pilot seat to Qiao Bing, who was driving.

Qiao Bing nodded, "I’ll switch when I get back."

"Also, you’d better be careful. That kind of backstabber might give you trouble behind your back," Lin Dong added.

"Mhm, don’t worry," Qiao Bing laughingly said.

Lin Dong thought, if Peng Xin, Peng Wenhao, and the others dared to play tricks behind his back, he wouldn’t mind taking them out secretly.

Soon, the two returned to the hotel.

No sooner had they entered the hotel than Qiao Bing couldn’t help but kiss Lin Dong deeply.

"Lin Dong, I’ve missed you so much these days..." she said, kissing Lin Dong and speaking affectionately.

Lin Dong passionately responded in kind...