Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

"Tingting! How is my dear daughter?"

Inside the Ren residence, Ren Fa saw Ren Tingting's arm bandaged and her face pale, and he stomped his feet in distress.

"Old Master Ren's corpse poison is strange and must be forced out as soon as possible," Lin Fengjiao said seriously after examining the wound. "Otherwise, there is a risk of him turning into a zombie."

"How could my father hurt Tingting!" Ren Fa slammed his fist on the table in anger, making a loud "bang".

Master Four Eyes pulled Chu Sheng aside and asked in a low voice:

"What's going on? Did we run into Old Master Ren?"

Chu Sheng briefly recounted what had happened at the Western restaurant.

"Quanxing...Wugensheng?" The four-eyed Taoist priest narrowed his eyes behind his glasses. "I didn't expect these two to appear in Renjia Town."

Although the Maoshan Sect is dedicated to subduing demons and monsters, it also pays attention to matters of the martial arts world and even national affairs.

Moreover, some unorthodox practitioners who haven't entered the lineage of martial arts have quite a reputation in the martial arts world.

He changed the subject, clicking his tongue in amazement:

"It's truly baffling that Old Master Ren dared to openly appear in the town and then vanish without a trace, even Brother Mao's wind-sniffing weasel couldn't detect him."

Ren Fa didn't seem too concerned about his father's whereabouts, and was eager to ask Lin Fengjiao:

"Master Lin, you must cure Tingting! I'm willing to spend any amount of money!"

Lin Fengjiao shook her head: "This isn't about money."

As he spoke, he looked at Chu Sheng:

"My nephew is a rare pure yang body, a once-in-a-century talent. His blood can purify Miss Ren's corpse poison."

"Huh?" Ren Fa was taken aback. His resentment towards Chu Sheng vanished instantly, and he quickly put on a smiling face.

"Young friend, thank you so much for saving Tingting today. I don't know how to thank you enough, so please accept these three small yellow croakers."

He took three heavy little yellow croakers out of his waist bag and stuffed them into Chu Sheng's hand.

Chu Sheng secretly admired Ren Fa's quick change of expression, but felt guilty for his failure to protect him, and waved his hand in refusal.

"Mr. Ren, I failed to protect Miss Ren today, so I cannot accept this money."

Ren Fa earnestly said, "You can't say that. If it weren't for you, Tingting would probably have been hurt even more badly."

He was halfway through his sentence when a flicker of fear crossed his eyes.

"Master Ren, we cultivators don't care about material possessions," Lin Fengjiao interrupted their polite exchange, changing the subject:

"But if my nephew uses pure yang blood to treat Miss Ren, his foundation will inevitably be damaged."

If he could have a wild ginseng that was about three hundred years old to nourish him, its value would far exceed that of three small yellow croakers.

As soon as Lin Fengjiao finished speaking, the flower hall fell silent.

Chu Sheng held the gold bar in his hand, feeling both amused and exasperated.

I never expected that Ninth Uncle, who is usually serious and rigid, would be so ruthless when it comes to bargaining.

Three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng? In these chaotic times of war, it wasn't something money could buy.

As the saying goes, "Seven ounces is ginseng, eight ounces is a treasure."

Wild ginseng that is over a hundred years old is already a rare treasure, and ginseng that is three hundred years old is simply a legendary treasure, enough for any wealthy family to keep as a family heirloom.

Ren Fa's face twitched noticeably.

His ancestors did indeed possess an old ginseng from beyond the Great Wall, originally intended as a family heirloom or for life-saving purposes, but now…

He glanced at his daughter's pale face and gritted his teeth, saying, "Fine! As long as it can save Tingting, wild ginseng is nothing!"

Lin Fengjiao nodded slightly to Chu Sheng: "Don't worry, junior disciple. I will teach you a technique to expel corpse poison later, which will surely save Miss Ren."

Chu Sheng took a deep breath and stopped refusing.

He knew this was not the time for formalities; Ren Tingting's corpse poison couldn't be delayed, so he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ren Fa:

"Uncle-Master, please rest assured, I will do my best."

Ren Fa immediately instructed the steward, "Go to the secret compartment in my study and fetch that sandalwood box!"

Butler Fu Bo didn't dare to delay and quickly brought over an old wooden box about a foot square.

As the wooden box was opened, a refreshing medicinal fragrance wafted out.

A whole ginseng root, with a complete human shape, dense reeds, and long, thread-like whiskers, lay in the red silk.

"Good heavens, this ginseng must be at least five hundred years old, right?" Master Four Eyes leaned closer for a closer look and clicked his tongue in amazement. "Master Ren, you must have quite a fortune."

Ren Fa smiled wryly: "This ginseng was brought back from beyond the Great Wall by my ancestors. It has been passed down to my generation for more than 500 years."

"Uncle-Master, how did you tell it was five hundred years old?" Wencai asked curiously.

Qiu Sheng chimed in, "Yes, Uncle-Master, how did you figure that out?"

Master Four Eyes stroked his small mustache and said smugly, "You youngsters are still too inexperienced. As for appraising ginseng..."

He paused deliberately, to whet people's appetites.

Seeing this, Yu Chuda quickly handed over a cup of tea: "Uncle-Master, please speak, we are listening."

"Hmm, sensible." Master Four Eyes chuckled and slowly explained:

"To identify wild ginseng, one must look at its five parts and six shapes! The five parts are the whiskers, rhizome, skin, texture, and body; the six shapes are straight, agile, clumsy, old, young, and horizontal."

"Look at this ginseng root. Its tendrils are long and tough, its stem is divided into three sections, its skin is old and yellow, its texture is dense and glossy, and there are fine and deep spiral-shaped horizontal lines at the top of its hairy roots..."

Following his directions, everyone observed carefully. Lin Fengjiao was also slightly moved:

"With the help of this ginseng, Chu Sheng's depleted vital energy can not only be replenished, but he may also be able to advance to a higher level."

He took out a yellowed ancient prescription and handed it to Qiu Sheng. The prescription was covered with a dense list of medicinal herbs:

"Go to Renjitang in town immediately and get the medicine according to the prescription; not a single ingredient can be omitted."

Qiu Sheng took the prescription, glanced at it, and gasped, "Master, these medicines aren't cheap..."

Lin Fengjiao waved her hand: "It's alright, just tell the shopkeeper to put it on the tab first, and we'll pay him back later."

Qiu Sheng didn't dare to ask any more questions. He carefully put the prescription away and hurriedly went out to buy medicine.

Master Simu leaned closer to Lin Fengjiao, his voice extremely low:

"Junior brother... are you preparing these medicines to refine pills?"

Lin Fengjiao solemnly admitted:

"Old Master Ren's condition is not good; I'm afraid there might be other changes."

"I'll borrow Chu Sheng's Lesser Pure Yang Body to refine a batch of Ginseng Replenishing Pills for unforeseen circumstances."

The Taoist priest with four eyes, unusually, did not refute this.

After all, it concerns life and death, so we must not be careless.

Moreover, the ginseng-replenishing pill can both save one's life and enhance one's cultivation; it would be foolish not to refine it.

"Chu Sheng!"

After Lin Fengjiao finished speaking with Master Simu, she took out a yellowed, thread-bound booklet from her bosom:

"This is the 'Seven Stars Crossing Calamity Finger' of Maoshan. It is originally a finger technique for dealing with ghosts and monsters, but it is also a method for treating the invasion of evil spirits."

"It would be suitable to use it to treat Miss Ren's corpse poison."

He turned the page, pointed to one of the diagrams depicting the human body's meridians, and began to explain it in detail:

"Using pure yang blood as a guide, apply this method to your fingertips and press seven major acupoints around Miss Ren's wound to draw out the corpse poison."

Chu Sheng examined the diagram closely; the acupoints marked on it were:

The seven acupoints—Jianjing, Tianzong, Quyuan, Bingfeng, Jianyu, Jugu, and Yunmen—are connected to form the shape of the Big Dipper.

"Remember, when you are using your fingers, you need to silently recite the seventh chapter of the Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing."

Lin Fengjiao said solemnly, "This method is extremely taxing on your mental energy, and since this is your first time using it, you must be completely focused."