Venerable Demon Chef

Chapter 570: Chapter 567: Diagnosis

The market is all about supply and demand.

When demand exceeds supply, it’s a seller’s market, and the seller calls the shots.

For people of Feng Gong and the others’ status, what was the difference between a difficult and complicated disease they couldn’t solve for years and a terminal one?

When Mo Qi was able to resolve these "terminal illnesses," he wasn’t just in a seller’s market—he was running a monopoly.

After all, he was the only one who could provide a cure. The cost was whatever he said it was!

Your money or your life—it was a no-brainer.

Although Feng Gong and the others knew Mo Qi would rip them off, they could only bite the bullet.

"Who’s first?" Mo Qi asked with a smile.

With four hundred stalks of Immortal Level Spirit Medicine suddenly coming his way, it was hard for Mo Qi not to be happy.

The Hall of Envoys under Divine Master Valley was truly worthy of its name, far wealthier than his old home in the West District.

He recalled the time of the Sub-Palace exchange for the Hall of Envoys. Back on that island, he and the Pig Emperor had teamed up and risked getting mobbed just to extort a tiny bit of treasure.

When it came to wealth, these Cultivators with side professions were the truly rich ones!

"I’ll go!" Feng Gong was the first to step forward. "Let me be blunt. If you can’t diagnose my problem, don’t blame me for what happens next!"

Mo Qi ignored Feng Gong’s meaningless threats and said coolly, "There are three aspects. First, you’ve practiced a Demon Skill, and it’s about to slip from your control."

Feng Gong’s mouth fell open, and he froze on the spot, his expression one of utter shock.

Qin Hai and the other two turned pale, staring at Feng Gong in disbelief.

The great City Lord of Yunfeng City, a man who saw the Demon Sect as a cancer and had sworn an undying oath against all Demons, had actually practiced a Demon Skill?!

’How ridiculous is that!’

It was like a monk who spent his years chanting scriptures, spouting righteousness and morality, and urging others to lay down their butcher knives and attain enlightenment, was secretly running a slaughterhouse.

Qin Hai and the others didn’t want to believe it, but Feng Gong’s reaction said it all.

"City Lord Feng, you’ve really been hiding your true colors!" Gu Weitian was the first to sneer sarcastically.

"Shut up!" Feng Gong growled.

"Old Gu, that’s enough. Now is not the time for infighting," He Jincheng advised.

Gu Weitian stroked his beard and didn’t provoke Feng Gong further, but the smile on his face was incredibly irritating to Feng Gong.

With his secret exposed in a single breath by Mo Qi, Feng Gong’s expression turned exceedingly ugly.

At the same time, he was deeply confused.

’How can diagnosing a physical ailment reveal the Cultivation Technique I practice?!’

Mo Qi didn’t care what Feng Gong was thinking. He continued, "Second, your Immortal Body is flawed. You encountered an accident when Crossing the Immortal Tribulation and failed to achieve Perfection."

"Third, with a flawed Immortal Body and the corrosion from the Demon Skill, you haven’t been able to display your manly vigor for many years, have you? Otherwise, with one foot already past the Ghost Gate, you wouldn’t have made such a big fuss about avenging your son’s death. You would’ve just had another one."

As Mo Qi laid out the second and third problems, Feng Gong’s face grew darker and darker.

The expressions on Qin Hai and the others, however, became priceless.

’No way!’

’Unable to display his manly vigor... Doesn’t that mean he’s impotent?’

’Feng Gong is impotent?!’

’Holy shit, what a scoop!’

Feng Gong clenched his fists. Though he didn’t look back, he could feel the strange gazes of Qin Hai and the others, like sharp swords stabbing into his back.

’This damn kid! He actually revealed all my secrets in public!’

’Unforgivable!’

Mo Qi pretended not to see Feng Gong’s devastated expression and asked cheerfully, "So, how about it? My diagnosis was completely accurate, with no omissions, right?"

Feng Gong: "..."

’What should I do?’

’If I nod, I’m admitting I’m impotent. If I don’t, it means Mo Qi is talking nonsense.’

But every word Mo Qi said was true, and Feng Gong was still hoping for a cure.

In this situation, he was damned if he nodded and damned if he didn’t.

After a long moment, Feng Gong steeled himself and gritted out, "Enough nonsense. Just tell me if you can cure it or not!"

Mo Qi’s smile didn’t falter. "Of course I can. Same as with Qin Hai, I want half your wealth, but I will only solve one of your three problems."

Feng Gong grew anxious. ’What does he mean, only solving one?’

Every single one of his three problems was critical and required immediate attention!

"I can mobilize some of my family’s resources! As long as you solve all of them, I guarantee you’ll be satisfied!" Feng Gong was desperate and throwing caution to the wind.

If these words got out, his position as City Lord would be immediately revoked by a joint family council.

Mo Qi shook his head. "It’s a custom service. Each person gets one chance, and I only solve one problem at a time. Those are the rules."

The effects of this custom service were too extraordinary. Mo Qi wasn’t foolish enough to offer unlimited help.

Not to mention, Feng Gong was his enemy.

"Can’t you make an exception just this once? I’m willing to pay any price!" Feng Gong said, not giving up.

Mo Qi replied, "Instead of wasting your breath here, you should be thinking about which of the three problems you want me to solve."

With that, Mo Qi ignored Feng Gong and turned to He Jincheng and Gu Weitian.

"I’ll go," He Jincheng said, taking a deep breath and forcing himself not to think about the Void Spirit Flash Flame.

’Endure it!’

’I have to endure it!’

’I’ll get the Void Spirit Flash Flame back sooner or later! For now, let this kid solve some of my problems!’

"You have the most minor ailments, but they all boil down to one thing. You once deliberately got close to a very high-grade Fire Source and even tried to forcibly fuse with it. The result was a backlash from the Fire Source that injured your Divine Soul. Ever since then, you’ve been in constant agony. Not only has your Cultivation stopped increasing, but it can even drop if you’re not careful. These are all side effects."

He Jincheng had long expected Mo Qi would see through to his problem.

After all, the Fire Source he spoke of was the Void Spirit Flash Flame!

And the Void Spirit Flash Flame was in Mo Qi’s hands.

"Same deal. Custom service, half your wealth!"

He Jincheng nodded and stepped aside, and Gu Weitian came forward.

Mo Qi glanced at him. "As for you... having a hard time fusing with someone else’s special bloodline? It’s pretty painful, isn’t it?"

Gu Weitian was stunned, a look of shock on his face, but he quickly composed himself.

With the precedent set by Qin Hai and the others, it seemed less unacceptable that Mo Qi could point out his secret.

"What isn’t yours will never be yours. Forcibly possessing it will only bring you torment. I imagine that’s what you most want to resolve, right?"

A glint flashed in Gu Weitian’s eyes. His silence was a tacit agreement.

"Have you made up your mind?" Mo Qi turned back to Feng Gong.

Feng Gong took a deep breath and said, "Help me resolve the hidden danger of the Demon Skill."

Compared to his flawed Immortal Body and lack of manly vigor, the Demon Skill was the truly life-threatening issue.

Moreover, the matter was already exposed. If he didn’t deal with it quickly, he would become the shame of the North District’s Hall of Envoys, cursed and hunted by everyone.

Over the years, the City Lord’s Mansion had acted with an iron fist, slaughtering people and eradicating them root and stem at the slightest disagreement.

It seemed to be a way to consolidate his position, but in reality, it was because Feng Gong’s Cultivation of the Demon Skill, coupled with his inability to suppress his inner demonic nature, had made him bloodthirsty and murderous.

In the past, others wouldn’t have thought much of it. But once it was connected to a Demon Skill, the meaning was entirely different.