Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

But when he thought of his senior brother Lu Zhangke's dying appearance, he forcibly suppressed his anger and was caught in a dilemma.

Just as Hebi Weng was hesitating, a figure quietly appeared at the door of the guest room. He was tall and straight, with scars all over his face. It was Fan Yao, the Left Envoy of the Ming Cult.

He strode up to Hebi Weng, gestured to him in a low voice, and although he couldn't speak, his eyes were unusually firm, indicating that Hebi Weng should agree to Su Xin's conditions.

Su Xin looked up at Fan Yao, and nodded inwardly:

He was indeed a ruthless person. In order to infiltrate the Prince of Ruyang's mansion, he did not hesitate to disfigure himself and hide his identity for many years.

Although he had no grudge against Fan Yao, he knew that Fan Yao was not someone to be trifled with.

Seeing Fan Yao's gesture and thinking of his senior brother's safety, Hebi Weng finally gritted his teeth, nodded fiercely, and said to Su Xin in a deep voice, "Alright, I promise you! Come with us, I'll take you to see my senior brother, and the secret manual will naturally be given to you."

Su Xin chuckled, shook his head, and said to the two men, "No need for trouble. Just bring Lu Zhangke over. Let me be clear: he doesn't have much time left. He's only managed to hold on this long thanks to his profound inner strength. If there's any further delay, even I won't be able to save him."

Fan Yao, who was standing to the side, immediately frowned and looked wary. He clearly disagreed with Su Xin's suggestion and was afraid that there was a trap involved.

But Hebi Weng was preoccupied with saving his senior brother and had no time to think. He immediately rejected Fan Yao's concerns and replied, "Alright, I'll go and bring my senior brother over right away!"

Before long, Hebi Weng helped the nearly lifeless Lu Zhangke back to his room.

Lu Zhangke's face was deathly pale, his breath was weak, and there was a black spot on his chest that had now spread to the size of a watermelon. Upon closer inspection, one could see tiny black maggots wriggling inside the black spot, a truly horrifying sight.

Looking at Lu Zhangke's appearance, Su Xin slowly shook his head, his tone tinged with helplessness: "If only he had come a few days earlier. Judging from the situation, the poison has already penetrated deep into his bone marrow. Even if he is cured, he will need a year and a half to recover before he can get out of bed." He then turned to Hebi Weng, spreading his hand: "Where's the manual?"

Although Hebi Weng was unwilling, he dared not break his promise. He took out a secret manual from his bosom and threw it to Su Xin.

Su Xin took the manual but did not immediately begin treating Lu Zhangke. Instead, he carefully perused it. Soon, a system notification sounded in his mind, confirming that the manual was correct and had not been tampered with.

After confirming that everything was correct, Su Xin nodded slowly and said loudly to the door, "Master Zhang, I would like to trouble you to come and protect me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng came out from the next room. His face was gentle, and he nodded slightly to Hebi Weng and Fan Yao. His expression was calm, but he exuded an invisible pressure.

Hebi Weng and Fan Yao's expressions changed drastically. They never expected Su Xin to be so cautious, actually inviting Zhang Sanfeng as a protector. Their plans instantly fell apart.

Su Xin didn't delay any longer. He walked up to Lu Zhangke, gathered a gentle dual internal force of medicine and poison at his fingertips, and slowly placed it on Lu Zhangke's chest, carefully forcing out the toxins from his body.

His movements were skillful and his internal energy control was precise. In less than a quarter of an hour, the toxins in Lu Zhangke's body were completely cleared, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

However, the toxins lingered for too long, and the black spot on his chest could no longer be removed. It remained the size of a watermelon, and although the black maggots inside had been removed, it left behind a hideous scar that was shocking to behold.

Su Xin withdrew his hand, pushed Lu Zhangke to Hebi Weng, and said indifferently, "I can't do anything about these dark spots. It's your fault for not bringing them in time. The toxins have already eroded the skin's texture."

Looking at the black spot on his senior brother's chest, and then at Zhang Sanfeng beside him who looked indifferent, Hebi Weng felt a deep sense of resentment, but there was nothing he could do.

The three of them originally planned to launch a surprise attack while Su Xin was treating Lu Zhangke and his internal energy was depleted, so that they could both retrieve the manual and kill Su Xin to avenge themselves. However, they never expected that Su Xin would be so cautious and would directly invite Zhang Sanfeng to protect him.

With Zhang Sanfeng around, they had no chance to make a move and could only swallow their anger.

Hebi Weng, supporting Lu Zhangke, glared fiercely at Su Xin before hurriedly leaving the Wudang guest room with Fan Yao, not daring to linger for even a moment.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Su Xin's gaze fell on Fan Yao, a question lingering in his mind:

He seemed to have never provoked Fan Yao, but the way Fan Yao looked at him just now was filled with intense hatred, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng walked to Su Xin's side, his gaze falling on the Xuanming Divine Palm manual in Su Xin's hand, and asked softly, "Your martial arts are already superior to theirs, even far surpassing them, so why did you specifically ask for this Xuanming Divine Palm manual?"

In his view, Su Xin's martial arts talent and strength no longer needed to be improved with the help of such secret manuals.

Su Xin put away the manual and replied with a smile, "Master Zhang, one can learn from others' experiences. The Xuanming Divine Palm is cold and domineering. Although it is not a righteous martial art, it has its unique aspects. Studying it may bring me new insights and help me break through my current bottleneck. Moreover, if this Xuanming Divine Palm manual falls into the hands of the martial world, it is better for me to keep it safe and prevent it from being lost."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng slowly fell into deep thought, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes.

He thought of Master Jueyuan from back then, the martial arts manuals of Shaolin Temple, and the countless bloody incidents caused by the struggle for these manuals in the martial arts world.

Yes, martial arts manuals themselves are neither good nor evil. The key lies in the user's character. Rather than letting the manuals circulate in the martial arts world and cause disputes, or letting the manuals fall into pieces, it is better to let those who are truly capable and discerning keep them safe.

He looked at Su Xin, then thought about Su Xin's situation.

He started with a book called "Thousand Spider Poison Hand" and gradually developed his current martial arts skills.

Maybe he's right!

On the day of his seclusion, Zhang Sanfeng indeed left no stone unturned, presenting all of Wudang's martial arts manuals to Su Xin, imparting his knowledge without reservation.

Among them were the gentle and enduring Wudang Cotton Palm, the upright and powerful Pure Yang Wuji Gong, the domineering and fierce Yitian Tulong Gong, the exquisite and ruthless Shenmen Thirteen Swords, the cunning and unpredictable Tiger Claw Extinction Hand, the agile and ever-changing Soft Finger Sword, and even the unique Wudang lightness skill, Ladder Cloud Leap, which was taught to Su Xin in detail.

Looking at the collection of secret manuals before him, Su Xin was overjoyed, never expecting such an unexpected gain.

He flipped through them one by one, and when he saw the Pure Yang Limitless Skill, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes. After studying it carefully, he discovered that this skill had a special side effect.

To cultivate this skill, one must remain a virgin. Once one loses one's virginity, the "original yang" within the body will leak out, causing damage to one's innate energy. Martial arts skills will not advance but regress, and may even harm one's very foundation.

Su Xin couldn't help but think to himself: Isn't this just forcing virgins to be virgins?