For some reason, a few demonic cultivators felt a sense of trepidation in their hearts.
Jin Mao glared sideways, "Not sign? Then how would we ask her to go to the Imperial Capital to treat our leader’s illness later?"
However, within a few minutes, the several demonic cultivators obediently signed the contract and presented it.
Bai Chuwei glanced at it and received it with great satisfaction, "Very good."
Both parties were very satisfied with this cooperation.
Suddenly, Bai Chuwei asked, "Do you have many children?"
Demonic Cultivator: "...??"
Why ask about having many children?
Jin Mao replied, "It’s alright, I have three sons."
"I had four in my family."
Ah, that’s really excellent.
The little paper crane in her hand was also folded, and with her right index finger just an inch away from Jin Mao’s cheek, she stopped and made a light swipe in the air. Jin Mao suddenly felt a sharp pain on his cheek, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.
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With a gentle lift of her hand, the paper crane flew from her fingertips, flapping its small wings as it disappeared into the gloomy woods.
The group of demonic cultivators: "!!!!"
What... what is this situation?
Could it be a... cultivator?
Dammit, Bai Ze didn’t mention this before!
Three hundred years, free toil...
All the demonic cultivators’ brains went blank, buzzing in their heads.
And extending to their offspring...
Jin Mao and the others trembled, looking at the leftover vegetables and fruits in the courtyard, their calves began shivering uncontrollably until they knelt down "thump" in front of Bai Chuwei, crying out:
"Divine Doctor Bai, spare our lives, we were wrong!"
"We have money, we’ll compensate you for the fruits and vegetables we ate, not just triple, but ten times over!"
Bai Chuwei clicked her tongue several times, "How will that work? I just found a few who are willing to serve me as slaves for three hundred years."
What a bargain, this was truly a steal.
A few pieces of vegetables and fruits exchanged for several slaves’ labor for three hundred years.
The ancestral spirit must be delighted.
The demonic cultivators nearly lost their minds - had they sold themselves and the future of their offspring just for a bite to eat?
Would their descendants dig them up and whip their corpses when they found out?
Leading the demonic cultivators, Jin Mao cried and kowtowed before Bai Chuwei, blood seeping from his forehead: "Divine Doctor Bai, have mercy..."
Bai Chuwei remained unmoved.
As demonic cultivators, dare to do it, you gotta own up to it.
This wasn’t like little Wanwan who was a subordinate, the demonic cultivators from A Country only worked for her for free.
Even though she might leave her seclusion two or three days later than expected, Bai Chuwei was in a good mood.
Bai Chuwei’s voice was slightly upbeat as she asked, "What do you want from me?"
The demonic cultivators were still immersed in the terrifying reality that they had sold their future generations for three hundred years just for a bite to eat, and they couldn’t wake from the shock for a long time.
Bai Chuwei’s tone elongated, "Hmm?"
Jin Mao snapped back to reality, his head bloody, and he cried out, "Li Can, our leader wants to invite you to the Imperial Capital to treat his head illness."
Bai Chuwei chuckled softly, "Don’t you know the rules here?"
If patients want her to treat them, as long as they aren’t dead and turned into dry corpses, they must come to Yunwu Mountain themselves. Want the ancestral spirit to go down the mountain specially for treatment?
Sorry, you might as well step directly into the coffin.
Even when Feihan and Xingye came to Yunwu Mountain looking for her to treat Elder Duan, without Elder Duan personally coming, she won’t treat him.
Jin Mao quickly explained, "It’s because our leader needs to stay in the Imperial Capital to watch over Qingxuan, he cannot come."
Bai Chuwei’s eyes narrowed suddenly, "Qingxuan?"