Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend
Chapter 215 - 85: Counterattack, Drain All His Cultivation

Chapter 215: Chapter 85: Counterattack, Drain All His Cultivation

The moment the white light appeared, the Qian Cauldron emitted a long and ancient ringing sound.

That music, like a dragon’s roar and a phoenix’s call, echoed through Ye Lingyue’s mind.

This ringing sound was heard only by Ye Lingyue.

Others in the Inner Courtyard of the Imperial Hospital, including Chief Chou, turned a deaf ear.

At that moment, a powerful attraction was born inside the Qian Cauldron.

Eh?

Chief Chou felt something was amiss.

Eighty percent of the spiritual power should have been enough to crush Ye Lingyue into a pulp, yet this little alchemist was still stubbornly holding on.

Moreover, just now, Chief Chou felt that his spiritual power seemed to be weakening.

Indeed!

It truly was weakening.

The spiritual power of Chief Chou, an Eighth Rank Alchemist, was rapidly flowing into Ye Lingyue’s body.

The Ye Lingyue before him seemed to transform into a human-shaped vortex.

Chief Chou could feel his spiritual power, like streams of water, and Ye Lingyue was like a dry lake; his spiritual power disappeared without a trace as soon as it approached Ye Lingyue.

Different from Chief Chou, Ye Lingyue’s sensation was utterly different.

Countless spiritual powers, like rushing tides, poured into her Dantian.

These newly born spiritual powers, no, it should be said to be Chief Chou’s spiritual powers, were robust and dynamic, wave after wave, Ye Lingyue felt her spiritual power continuously rising.

Suddenly, it broke through the bottleneck of Fourth Rank, becoming a Fifth Rank, and that was not enough, the spiritual power continued to rise and even reached the peak of Fifth Rank, rushing towards the Sixth Rank.

The more spiritual power the Qian Cauldron devoured, the more spiritual power Chief Chou consumed.

Watching his own spiritual power, close to Ninth Rank, diminish more and more, if this continued, he might even drop below Eighth Rank.

Now, it was Chief Chou’s turn to break out in cold sweat, more than just sweating; Chief Chou was almost spitting blood.

The initial covert rivalry between the two was not noticed by others, but as time passed, nearly half an hour later, others began to notice something amiss.

Ye Lingyue’s spine slowly straightened.

On Chief Chou’s forehead, worm-like veins burst forth.

Ye Lingyue’s face was clear and refreshed, and the corners of her mouth gradually curved into a smile.

Chief Chou’s face sagged, fine wrinkles appearing on his skin.

It looked as if Chief Chou was the one being spiritually suppressed by Ye Lingyue.

"Qing Lin, kneel to Princess Ye."

Finally, Chief Chou could not hold on any longer, his spiritual power abruptly stopped, his body dramatically leaning back, and the two small Jade Lions in his hands fell to the ground, shattering to pieces.

Nangong Qinglin looked incredulously at her master.

Seeing the latter close his eyes and no longer speak.

Nangong Qinglin clenched her teeth, glaring at Ye Lingyue with resentment, and performed a perfunctory bow.

"Princess Ye, I am the Lord Chief of the Imperial Hospital. As today is your first day reporting here, there are many rules of the Imperial Hospital that you are certainly not yet familiar with. Here, you must respect your superiors and follow protocol, differences are only in surnames, not in ranks. Later, I will instruct the Deputy Chief to take you to the Outer Academy, where you familiarize yourself with the affairs there. Perform well, and you will advance to the Middle or Inner Courtyard," Chief Chou said. Although he deeply resented Ye Lingyue, he had to give her such advice in front of so many people, then ordered someone to take Ye Lingyue away.

"Master, are we just letting that despicable girl off like that? She has seriously harmed your disciple," Nangong Qinglin protested.

Chief Chou was secretly regulating his breath, and upon doing so, he discovered that one-tenth of his spiritual power in his body had vanished.

But this one-tenth was significant—it was a tenth of an Eight Rank Alchemist’s spiritual power. It would take at least a year for Chief Chou to restore this lost spiritual power.

Thinking about this, Chief Chou felt a stifling frustration stuck in his throat.

Ye Lingyue, I am not done with you!

"Don’t worry, the Deputy Chief will properly teach her a lesson. I want to see how many days she can last in the Outer Academy," Chief Chou said with a sinister smile.

A greenhorn dares to claim that she need not show respect to a fellow official of the same level—back when he became an Alchemist, she wasn’t even born yet. In the Imperial Hospital, he was the Emperor.

Ye Lingyue walked out with the Deputy Chief from the Inner Courtyard.

The Deputy Chief of the Imperial Hospital, Meng, was a thin female Alchemist, appearing to be over forty, dressed somewhat like the ruthless Mie Jue Master, exuding a lofty and haughty demeanor.

Ye Lingyue noted the Cauldron Seal on her clothes, indicating that this Deputy Chief was a Seven Rank Alchemist.

"Alchemist Ye, has the Lord Chief told you all about the rules of the Imperial Hospital?"

Earlier, this Deputy Chief was not in the Inner Courtyard and was unaware of the spiritual power clash between Ye Lingyue and Chief Chou.

Ye Lingyue, recalling the anomaly that occurred with the Qian Cauldron and the sudden breakthrough of spiritual power within her body, showed little interest in Meng’s words and simply nodded non-committally.

Rules or no rules, in Ye Lingyue’s mind, power was everything; Martial Artists relied on their fists, Alchemists on their Alchemy—this was the truth of the world.

Seeing Ye Lingyue nod, Vice Chief Meng showed a look that seemed to say "good, she can be taught", and stopped walking, extending her gaunt hands towards Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue looked at Vice Chief Meng, puzzled by her gesture.

Being new, and due to Chief Chou’s influence, Ye Lingyue was not on friendly terms with her colleagues at the Imperial Hospital, naturally no one had advised her on how to deal with Vice Chief Meng.

Vice Chief Meng, responsible for managing the daily pharmacy and the Outer Academy, was known far and wide in the Imperial Palace for her opportunistic eye.

She was always fully aware of who was favored and who was sent to the cold palace.

For favorable concubines and princes, she would send the best Elixir Pills, and for the unfavored ones, even if they asked for medicines, she would find hundreds of excuses not to give them a single Elixir Pill.

Apart from being opportunistic, Vice Chief Meng’s other major interest was collecting gold.

Every new alchemist had to present a token of respect money.

Vice Chief Meng had early on heard about Alchemist Ye, a favorite in front of the Empress Dowager and Empress, Second Miss Lan of the Lan Residence, and presumed she must have substantial money, hence she blatantly asked for it.

But even after extending her hand for a long time, there was no reaction from Ye Lingyue.

Vice Chief Meng had no choice but to make a sign of counting silver.

Now, the other side should understand, right?

Ye Lingyue was not foolish, she surely understood, yet she always maintained a principle – she would rather give to a beggar than enrich a corrupt official like Vice Chief Meng.

"Vice Chief Meng, are you having a cramp in your hand? That’s an illness, it needs to be treated."

Ye Lingyue feigned ignorance, leaving Vice Chief Meng’s complexion incredibly darkened.

This Second Miss Lan really was a blockhead deserving a knock on the head.

Refusing to give respect money, she’ll see what’s coming.