Curator's status in the beast appraiser community was just like his fame. Word had spread like wildfire.
Those who knew Curator understood this. Those who didn't know him came here with the intention to broaden their horizons. Some even came here because they were in trouble and needed Curator's help.
Seeing that 'Curator' was going to treat the tiger demon, Hu Yuzhen, many turned to look at him. Even their breaths grew more cautious.
Among them was the golden-winged demon.
He was probably the only immortal level monster here. Moreover, he was Lin Jin's sworn brother with Taoist Hu and Taoist Hu. His status was extraordinary.
Every single one of the Demonic Beasts in the Liang Province had heard of the name of the Golden Winged Demon. However, very few of them had seen him in person. At this moment, the Golden Winged Demon had taken on his human form. Even though most of them did not recognize him, there were still a few who did.
"It's the golden-winged demon!"
"Wow, even he's here!"
"He's not just here. Didn't you see how the golden-winged demon bowed to Curator as a junior? Curator must really be a contemporary immortal."
"I think so too."
"Great minds think alike!"
The two powerful demon cultivators looked at each other, their faces filled with appreciation for each other. Then, the two monsters turned their attention to Curator. A silver light flashed in Curator's hand. Lin Jin didn't know what he was doing, but he remained silent as if he was plotting something.
Indeed, Lin Jin was plotting something.
He had probed Hu Yuzhen's acupoints with his needles to check on her injuries. But upon closer inspection, the results made Lin Jin frown.
The situation was more troublesome than he thought.
There was a blood talisman in Hu Yuzhen's body.
An expert had clearly planted this blood talisman in her body and to a certain extent, it could even affect her mind.
Also, as knowledgeable as he was, Lin Jin could tell where this blood talisman came from. If he was right, it was that guy's doing.
At this, Lin Jin invoked a spell.
The needles in Hu Yuzhen's body were activated immediately. Hu Yuzhen's head tilted and she fell to the side. With quick reflexes, Taoist Hu rushed over and caught her in his arms.
"Help her get some rest. Her internal injuries are unique so I'll treat her later," Lin Jin ordered. Taoist Hu nodded quickly. Truth be told, Taoist Hu was more than happy to hear that.
Originally, he had some thoughts about Hu Yuzhen. Now that the opportunity to get close to her had come, how could Daoist Hu let it go?
By the time Daoist Hu Yuzhen had settled down to rest, there were even more Yao cultivators asking Curator to treat them.
Many of the demon cultivators had come out of admiration. Although Hu Yuzhen's situation was a little special, it was not enough to arouse any suspicions about the famous curator.
After all, a person's reputation was like a tree's shadow.
When they saw the curator heal the first old demon cultivator who came forward to seek treatment with a wave of his hand, the demon cultivators who had been watching from the sidelines all rushed forward.
It was a bustling scene. Those who didn't know better might have thought that this was some beast appraiser's clinic. It looked like a large scale clinic.
Of course, Lin Jin wasn't the type to help with everything. He explained that he would only help with ailments and injuries. As for evolution methods and whatnot, there was nothing he could do even if he wanted to.
Even so, more than ten demon cultivators asked for help. Lin Jin investigated them one by one and quickly treated them. It didn't take long for all of them to be healed.
Some of these demon cultivators were suffering from old ailments, some had problems in their cultivation that damaged their foundations, and some had fresh injuries from recent battles.
To Lin Jin, these weren't worth mentioning at all. He could solve them easily.
Especially when he used the Spirit Refinement Needle Art to repair the meridians of a Demon cultivator whose meridians had been damaged, allowing the paralyzed Demon cultivator to stand up again. In that instant, all the Demon cultivators present knew that the Curator truly lived up to his name. In addition, although the Black Wind Demon Sect was newly established, with the Curator at its helm, it would be invincible. If anyone dared to harm the Black Wind Demon Sect, all the demon cultivators in the world would probably not agree to it.
The golden winged demon could no longer sit still.
Seeing how extraordinary the Curator was, he steeled his heart and stepped forward to bow to the Curator.
Upon seeing the golden winged demon stand up and bow, the other demon cultivators tactfully stepped aside, not daring to disturb him.
Stunned, Lin Jin asked at once, "What is the golden winged demon doing?"
Before asking, Lin Jin had secretly investigated the golden winged demon's condition. The demon's aura was strong, his cultivation was stable, and he had no illnesses or disasters. To put it bluntly, he was in great health.
With this, he shouldn't be begging Lin Jin for help.
Just as Lin Jin was puzzled, the golden winged demon answered his question.
So it was the golden winged demon's son.
As a demon who had cultivated for thousands of years, the golden winged demon had a son two hundred years ago. Naturally, he was a precious son and nurtured meticulously, eager to pass on all his skills to his son.
However, the sky was unpredictable. Several years ago, the golden winged demon's son, who was to be called Little Golden Winged for now, secretly went on an adventure. In the end, he was severely injured and fled back, fainting before he could say a word.
Over the next few years, the golden winged demon tried everything he could think of to prolong his only son's life. He used countless treasures and almost every method he could think of.
However, the most he could do was to keep his son alive. It was difficult for Little Golden Winged to even wake up, let alone hand over his enemy so that the golden winged demon could avenge him.
This matter also became the thing that the Golden-Winged Great Demon was most concerned about.
He had long heard of the curator's name and had sent his subordinates to investigate but to no avail. Now that he learned that the curator was one of Black Wind Sect's grandmasters, he came here. His willingness to befriend Lin Jin was also to use Lin Jin's influence to get to know the curator.
The curator might be his son's last hope.
The golden winged demon was cautious too. He didn't speak at first and only observed in secret. After witnessing the curator's supernatural powers with his own eyes, he couldn't hold back anymore and asked for help.
"So that's how it is. I beg of you, Curator, to show mercy and save my poor son." The golden winged roc was almost bowing to the ground.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that if the curator could save his son, forget bowing to him, even if he had to kowtow, the golden winged demon would do it.
As a great demon, he had the pride and dignity of a great demon. Under normal circumstances, even an immortal wouldn't be able to make him lower his noble head.
However, for his only son, the golden winged demon was willing to do anything.
Just like now, he was begging for help in a humble manner.
Fortunately, Lin Jin wasn't an arrogant person and he didn't like prodigal sons. Since he had become sworn brothers with the golden winged demon, he wouldn't decline a request like this.
At once, Lin Jin said, "There's no need for formalities, golden winged demon. Putting aside the fact that you've become sworn brothers with my disciple, even if you hadn't, I would do my best to heal you if you came to me."
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