Starting with photographic memory, I've worked my way up to become a martial arts immortal.

The basic stance training of a martial art is nothing special, but the Crane Stance Training holds a different significance in this martial arts school.

Of the six direct disciples that the master accepted, apart from his son Wei Chong, they all learned Crane Style Fist!

Entering the Crane-Shaped Stance Kung Fu means having the opportunity to become a disciple personally taught by the master and receive intensive training!

Everyone's gaze swept past the new disciples and then settled on Jiang Yuan and two other teenagers.

As far as they know, these three are the only new disciples learning Crane Stance Kung Fu recently.

Could it be?

"Jiang Yuan, tomorrow I will formally teach you Crane Form Fist!" Wei Xuan shouted.

"It really is him!"

Many disciples were surprised, yet felt it made sense, since Jiang Yuan had been practicing for a long time.

In the eyes of these people, if they could practice Crane Stance Kung Fu for such a long time, they could also master it!

Jiang Yuan is just lucky; he learns things quickly.

"If he struggles so much just to get started, how much potential does he have later on?"

Yu Heng stood in the corner, his eyes cold.

Jiang Yuan stepped out of the crowd and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Master."

"I have seen your hard work these past few days. Don't leave yet, come with me."

Wei Xuan nodded approvingly and turned to go inside.

After a moment's thought, Jiang Yuan understood his master's intention.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the room, Wei Xuan asked, "Do you still remember what I said back then?"

"I remember there will be a reward on the day you complete the Crane Form Stance Technique," Jiang Yuan said, bowing his head.

Wei Xuan chuckled: "That's right. When you first entered the martial arts school, you said you had an exceptional memory. I was skeptical at the time, but I didn't investigate further. Later, you learned stance training extremely quickly, which must be for the same reason."

"It was my disciple who took a shortcut."

Wei Xuan waved his hand: "Hey, everyone's situation is different. This is your talent, so how can you talk about taking shortcuts?"

He paced around the room for a few steps, then changed the subject: "I originally planned to give it to you as soon as you entered the martial arts school, but then I decided to test you. Fortunately, although the time was short, you did not disappoint me. You studied and practiced diligently every day without slacking off in the slightest."

"My family is poor, and I am practically imprisoned. The only way for me to get ahead is through martial arts, so I dare not slack off," Jiang Yuan said in a low voice.

Wei Xuan wholeheartedly agreed: "That's right. Life is short, and true opportunities are few and far between. If you seize one, you must fight with all your might to have a chance to break free."

He continued, "When I was young, my family was able to overcome difficulties with the help of Master Wang. Later, by chance, I obtained a prescription for a medicinal soup, which helped me to recuperate before I embarked on the path of martial arts. Now that you have hidden injuries, it is just what you need."

Jiang Yuan looked up in surprise: "Is it the small soup we drink every day?"

"Of course not." Wei Xuan chuckled. "This Xiaoyuan Soup has the effect of eliminating fatigue and strengthening the body's foundation. It is the basis of a martial arts school, but the effect varies from school to school. Alright, I will only say it once, so please remember it."

"Yes." Jiang Yuan immediately perked up his ears.

"This prescription is called Bugui Decoction. The required medicinal materials are one mace of ground root grass, one mace of swiftlet flower, and two mace of blood spirit leaf..." Wei Xuan explained in detail.

"This recipe must never be passed on to anyone. Do you remember it?"

"I have memorized it all."

Wei Xuan laughed and said, "I won't repeat myself if I can't remember. Who told you to say you have a superb memory?"

Jiang Yuan bowed deeply and respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for the prescription. I will remember it forever."

Wei Xuan waved his hand: "No need to thank me, thank Elder Wang instead. Alright, hurry back, it's getting late."

"This disciple takes his leave."

Jiang Yuan cupped his hands in greeting, took a few steps back, and then turned and left.

These days I've been shuttling between the two places. I haven't been to the bookstore since we last met. I must pay a visit to express my gratitude whenever I have time, but what kind of gift should I choose?

Jiang Yuan pondered for a moment, then his brow relaxed as he thought of something that the shopkeeper would surely like.

Just as he stepped out of the martial arts school, Wei Chong stopped him.

"Third Senior Brother, what is it?" Jiang Yuan asked with a smile.

More than ten days have passed, and the two have already reconciled as before, with their relationship showing signs of getting even closer.

Wei Chong gestured to the person next to him with his lip, "This new guy has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Oh?" Jiang Yuan looked over with slight surprise and recognized the skinny young man who had just come to become an apprentice today.

"Junior brother, is there something you need from me?"

The lean young man smiled shyly: "Senior Brother Jiang, my name is Zhao Hui, and I also come from Pingkangfang."

It turned out to be the case.

Jiang Yuan understood and said gently, "Indeed, it's just the two of us in the martial arts school. We should get to know each other better. Have you successfully become an apprentice?"

"It's a success, but unfortunately, his natural talent is ordinary," Zhao Hui said in a low voice, clenching his fist.

Jiang Yuan patted him on the shoulder: "Me too, don't be discouraged."

The two bid farewell to Wei Chong and left side by side.

On the way, Zhao Hui asked some questions about the martial arts school, and Jiang Yuan answered them in detail. They didn't part ways until they reached an intersection.

Jiang Yuan watched the lean figure disappear from sight before turning around and walking into a pharmacy.

The prescription given by his master was very detailed, and he had already mastered the dosage and usage. He couldn't wait to decoct a dose tonight to see the effect.

The sooner you recover your health, the faster you can progress in your martial arts training.

After visiting three pharmacies, Jiang Yuan bought all the herbs and carefully packed them into a package before heading home.

Aside from the herbal medicine he bought for his mother, it cost him about half a tael of silver, and that was only half a month's supply.

After paying the apprenticeship fee, he hid most of the remaining money outside the city.

He usually carried only a little over half an ounce of loose silver with him for daily use and emergencies.

He thought he could use it for a long time, but he didn't expect to spend all his money in just one day.

I need to go outside the city to get the money tomorrow.

In addition, we need to find ways to make money; we can't just sit around and live off our savings.

Jiang Yuan took the same old route back, but what struck him as odd was that there were far fewer people in the shantytowns on both sides of the road recently, and he had seen none of the girls standing on the road anymore.

He arrived home safely.

Seeing that the two red lanterns hanging on the door were already lit, I felt relieved.

He noticed that the black smoke from the burning oil inside the lantern had blackened the area where it was hung.

He tried to wipe it clean with a cloth, but to no avail.

Even if the two red lanterns are removed in the future, the blackened marks will still remain in their original place.

Jiang Yuan knocked gently on the door three times, then two times, and the door was quickly opened.

He was taken aback. He saw that his mother's eyes were red and swollen, and there were still tear stains on her face. She had obviously just been crying. His gaze swept across the room and there were obvious signs that it had been ransacked.

"Mother. What happened?" Jiang Yuan quickly closed the door and asked anxiously.

"Xiao Yuan. The Black Tiger Gang came today and said Tian Chang is dead. They asked me if I had any leads. I said no, and they ransacked our house."

"What?" Jiang Yuan's scalp tingled.

Could it be that Tian Chang's body has been discovered?

This thought immediately popped into his head.