Chapter 488: Chapter Four Hundred Eighty-Six: Two More Disciples Added_1


    Upon hearing this, Su Hu was shocked and rendered speechless.


    Once he had calmed down, he felt a surge of passion and patted his chest, promising toplete the task.


    Lin Qingluo had faith in Su Hu.


    In the ten years they had been father and daughter, she knew him well. Though he appeared carefree and simple like a country man, he was actually very meticulous and upright, capable of handling important tasks.


    With Su Hu’s assurance, she was at ease and began nning her next journey.


    **


    The doctors from Medicine King Valley brought pills and prescriptions to the disaster-stricken area, sessfully stopping the spread of the epidemic and curing arge number of patients. They gained high reputation among the people.


    Valley Master Mo, filled with gratitude, personally visited Mystic Canyon and brought numerous gifts to thank the Little Divine Doctor, including some of the rarest treasures in the world.


    Mo Cann apanied him.


    The seventeen-year-old had sessfully achieved his goal and broken through the barrier to be a true cultivator after a year of secluded cultivation.


    Mo Cann was very excited. He bowed deeply to his Little Master and immediately wanted to perform the ceremony of acknowledging her as his master.<div>


    Valley Master Mo stroked his chin andughed, more than happy to let his son learn medical skills from the Little Divine Doctor.


    Lin Qingluo, without pretending, agreed right away and had Ying’er bring some hot tea.


    Mo Cann respectfully bowed three times, then offered the tea to his master.


    Lin Qingluo took the tea with a smile, took a light sip, and the ceremony waspleted.


    Valley Master Mo was relieved that his son had finally achieved his goal and be the disciple of the Divine Doctor after three years.


    From then on, Medicine King Valley had a sessor, and he could fulfill his duty to his ancestors without any remorse.


    Before leaving, Valley Master Mo took a tour of the herb garden and asked for a few rare thousand-year-old medicinal nts.


    Lin Qingluo agreed with a smile, telling him to pick as much as he liked with no need for politeness.


    With a heart full of gratitude, Valley Master Mo left happily, his mouth could not close from smiling.


    Mo Cann stayed to learn medical skills from his Little Master.


    With Mo Cann’s addition, Lin Qingluo’s journey was officially scheduled.


    Feng Yi was eager to follow but feared that Lin Qingluo would not agree. With a calcting heart, he wanted to be her disciple as well and asked Wang Meng and Shitou to speak on his behalf.


    After learning about it, Lin Qingluo agreed with a smile.


    Feng Yi was overjoyed. He followed Mo Cann’s example and respectfully bowed three times, offering tea to his master.


    Lin Qingluo took the tea and lightly sipped it in front of her three disciples,pleting the ceremony.


    Since then, she had one more disciple.


    Wang Meng, Shitou, Mo Cann, and Feng Yi apanied their little master on her journey. They were skilled in both medicine and martial arts, worked well together, and gradually became her reliable arms.


    **


    Traveling was not an overnight affair, it took years of wandering.<div>


    Worried that her mother would be lonely, Lin Qingluo specially brought Lady Feng and Feng Liu from the Capital City to keep herpany.


    Lin Jinlong and Lin Jinpeng also came with them.


    Lin Jinlong was ranked fifth among the brothers, and ording to their tacit agreement, he and Lin Jinyun would be responsible for apanying and protecting their little sister on this journey.


    Lin Jinpeng, ranked seventh, stayed in Mystic Canyon along with Lin Jinyang, who was ranked sixth, to assist their big brother in handling matters within the valley.<div>


    Everything was ready except for the perfect opportunity.


    The Little Prince needed a suitable mount.


    Lin Qingluo felt a bit troubled. It was difficult to find a fine horse capable of traveling thousands of miles, and the Little Prince, only eight years old, could not ride a spirited and high-headed steed.


    How could she find a suitable mount for him?


    “Sister, I want to ride Yellow Jujube,” the Little Prince excitedly told his sister his idea.