Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 105 What Rules? Hope for Resurgence (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Lu Wubing suddenly remembered that he had previously worried about Senior Sister Xiaolan's life and had only used silver needles to keep Su Mei alive.

At most, I could stop the bleeding so she wouldn't die immediately.

In that critical moment, fearing that even the slightest delay would lead to unacceptable consequences, he hurriedly chased after the enemy to the back of the mountain...

Afterwards, he was embroiled in a series of fights and aroused his master's suspicion...

I had completely forgotten about it.

There was no time to say much to his master and mistress.

Lu Wubing lightly tapped his feet, taking three or four zhang in a single step, and floated away.

They hurried toward the Heavenly Star Palace.

For a moment, he forgot to hide the fact that he had learned the "Square Inch Step" in advance from his master.

Furthermore, he has cultivated it to the point of mastery, and is not far from achieving mastery of the footwork.

His movements were fluid and graceful, which surprised Ouyang Zheng slightly.

He couldn't help but turn around and look at his daughter.

"The return journey was too dangerous, and my daughter was also poisoned. She urgently needed my junior brother's protection to escape that day, so I took it upon myself to teach her footwork and lightness skills."

Ouyang Lan blushed and quickly explained her predicament.

"How foolish! In times of emergency, one must act expediently; rules are meant to be broken..."

When I think of my Heavenly Star Sect's Ancestor Tianhe, have I ever cared about any so-called rules?

Our founder was unconventional in accepting disciples, which led to the flourishing of the Heavenly Star Sect, with its myriad swordsmen paying homage. When has he ever been so proud of his own martial arts and swordsmanship?

Xiao Lan, with Wu Bing's exceptional comprehension, you should not only teach him footwork and lightness skills, but also, ideally, teach him the Heavenly River Orthodox Method so he can comprehend it on his own.

If he had learned it back then, his internal strength would be incredibly powerful now, probably even reaching the seventh rank. My Heavenly Star Sect would have gained a great help. What a pity, what a pity..."

That's not what you said back then.

Ouyang Lan quickly lowered her head and secretly rolled her eyes.

Who doesn't know that the righteous and upright Sect Leader Ouyang is the most disciplined person in his life? He dares not teach his junior brother Tianhe the Righteous Law, isn't that because he's afraid his father will lose his temper?

However, there's no need to argue at this point; ultimately, it was the junior brother who benefited.

Spread the word, spread it immediately.

"Senior brother, where is Feng'er?" Qin Huaiying asked, slightly troubled.

Suddenly asked.

"We'll talk about this later. Let's go see my precious disciple's medical skills first. I've heard that his Divine Needle and Ghost Hand were once famous throughout the land. Let's see what makes them so amazing?"

"Go together."

When they arrived earlier, they had also seen Su Mei's injuries.

Half of his neck had been cut open, and although the bleeding had been stopped with silver needles, it seemed there was no way to save him.

The two were at their wits' end, so they suppressed their anger and followed the trail to the grove.

At this moment, Lu Wubing said that Xiao Su Mei could still be saved.

While both were delighted, they couldn't help but have some doubts.

If so.

In their daily battles against powerful enemies, what fear is there of getting injured? What fear is there of fighting to the death?

As long as they don't die on the spot without taking another breath.

They managed to pull this back from the jaws of death!

"I've only ever heard that Lu Chengyun of Jiangzhou back then truly had the ability to bring the dead back to life, and could save him from any injury, no matter how severe. But later..."

Qin Huaiying also looked puzzled.

The following words were somewhat disrespectful to the disciple's father, implying that each generation was worse than the last, and that Lu Changfeng's martial arts and swordsmanship had deteriorated considerably, as had his medical skills.

He can cure diseases that can be cured, and he also finds it difficult to cure diseases that cannot be cured.

He could barely be called a miracle doctor, but to be precise, he wasn't that miraculous...

The only commendable thing is that he seems to have a pretty good business sense, as he has opened stores all over the place.

"Let's see and then talk."

If Lu Wubing can truly heal even such a fatal injury, then his value is only increasing.

It combines the strongest offensive and defensive techniques with the strongest healing methods...

If someone like that is in charge, it would be difficult for the Tianxing Sect not to prosper.

However, there is another problem with Yue Lingfeng.

From the moment of adoption, the two not only treated Yue Lingfeng as their eldest disciple, but also raised him as their son. Everyone on and off the mountain had long since accepted him as the next sect leader.

In fact, if it weren't for the invasion of the Northern Zhou Demonic Sect, which worsened the situation and left the Tianxing Sect in dire straits, they wouldn't be thinking about holding the Three Sects Grand Competition at this time. Sect Leader Ouyang would have already begun preparing to pass on the [Vast Ocean Divine Skill] to this eldest disciple.

As for the [Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Net], it's impossible to cultivate without mastering the [Vast Ocean Divine Art] to an extremely high level and accumulating an inner energy as vast as the ocean. Otherwise, not only will its power be insufficient, but the distraction will also slow down the progress of cultivation. It cannot be taught for the time being.

However, regardless of the circumstances, after so many years of nurturing and anticipation... in their hearts, Yue Lingfeng, their eldest disciple, was also outstanding and had not made any serious mistakes.

You can't just tell everyone that the sect leader's eldest disciple has been changed.

Then you should just be a decent human being!

"Let's leave it to fate. Our Hanhai lineage has always lived on Wangtian Cliff, which has long implied something: accepting our fate."

The Three Families Competition is still over a month away. You can't go back on your word after making that promise.

Let them fight it out themselves; they'll know whether they're dragons or snakes in time.

Qin Huaiying sighed and spoke in the gentlest tone, yet her words were as sharp as ice daggers.

Although it's somewhat unfair to the eldest disciple.

However, we can't just stand by and watch such a once-in-a-millennium genius go untapped and fail to nurture him with all our might.

Isn't that just silly?
Qin Huaiying would never be that kind of fool.

"Junior sister is right."

Ouyang Zheng nodded repeatedly.

Having solved a major problem that had been troubling him for a long time, and now reveling in his junior sister's spirited smile, he felt only peace and joy.

The faint bloodlust in his heart seemed to have vanished without a trace.

……

"Xiao Su".

Upon seeing the horrific sight of Xiao Su Mei with half her neck severed.

Ouyang Lan could no longer hold back her tears.

She didn't cry when she was suddenly attacked by the enemy.

Even when surrounded and in dire straits, he didn't cry...

At that moment, tears fell like beads from a broken string.

Especially when she thought about how she would have ended up in such a terrible state if her junior brother hadn't arrived in time, she wouldn't be able to rest in peace even if she died.

"It's alright, it's alright. I made thorough preparations beforehand. My Six Yang Life-Snatching Needles are said to be so powerful that they don't even give face to the King of Hell. They not only stabilized the injury but also stopped the pain."

Lu Wubing quickly comforted her, "Look, Xiao Su is trying to comfort you and stop you from crying. She's blinking."

Yes, the little girl can't speak now, but she can give meaningful glances.

She could also look curiously at Lu Wubing on the left and Ouyang Lan on the right, her eyes filled with gossipy curiosity.

"Try not to eat large pieces of food these two days. Have some millet porridge and ginseng soup to replenish your qi and blood. I'll come back to remove the stitches after three days, when the wound has almost healed."

Lu Wubing instructed his senior sister Xiaolan to boil fine thread and silk cloth, and infuse a large amount of life force into Xiaosu's wound to stimulate her own recovery ability.

At the same time, some healing methods from her previous life were also used.

Faced with this injury that made it difficult to move, not only were the wound treated and stitched up with fine thread, but a simple support was also made to fix Xiao Su's head and neck in place.

At this point, there's no need to hide too much; use all available means.

In just 45 minutes, Xiao Su's breathing returned to normal, and her whole body was full of energy. Apart from being pale due to excessive blood loss, at first glance, you could not tell that she had been injured.

"Thank you, Brother Wubing."

Well, she even said thank you and tried to bow, but Xiaolan stopped her.

"Call me Senior Brother. I'm still waiting for you to master the three meridians, reach a high level in swordsmanship, and cultivate the Heavenly River Orthodox Method so that I can officially become your disciple..."

"Ah."

Xiao Su responded emphatically, but unfortunately her head was fixed in place and she couldn't nod, otherwise she would have sounded very sincere.

Lu Wubing finally breathed a sigh of relief. He also gave his slightly injured senior sister Xiaolan a few acupuncture needles and applied medicine before he had the mood to carefully examine her boudoir.

The broken tables and chairs had already been moved out, the bloodstains had been cleaned up, and the air had been sprayed with floral water, so it didn't smell bad.

The room was not luxurious, but rather simple and elegant. On the desk in one corner were some writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, which showed that Senior Sister Xiaolan was a scholar.

On the desk, there was a small white gauze cage with the door open, and the hundreds of fireflies that should have been inside were all gone.

They must have been released back into the wild.

I wonder if the eldest brother will cry?

And will he again murmur something like, "Light flows in my palm, the Milky Way enters my dreams"?

I thought of my senior brother.

Lu Wubing suddenly remembered his seventh senior sister, who was shivering in the night wind. He wondered if the others had escaped safely.

……

Asking for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)