A player on Mount Hua starts by obtaining the Prism color entry.

【The Romantic Wanderer (Gold): Women initially have a 60% affinity with you, and you receive 100 taels of silver daily】

Putting aside the goodwill, the daily allowance of one hundred taels of silver is already quite good. At least it solves his current predicament; the Huashan Sect is too poor, and disciples only receive two or three taels of silver a month.

The vast Huashan Sect's assets have been almost entirely absorbed, leaving less than a hundred acres of fertile land. There aren't many cooperative shops either, and more importantly, there are the fees involved.

Each sect can bring a certain area under its control based on its strength, protecting passing trade routes while resolving issues that are difficult for the government to handle.

In return, the government would provide a portion of the tax revenue as subsidies, and large businesses would pay fees to seek protection.

This trip will help them make a name for themselves, and then they can take the opportunity to wipe out the demonic sect's branch altars near the sect, which will allow them to increase their income.

If your fist is big enough, your money will increase.

The better the local security, the more prosperous the commerce will be, which is also a political achievement for local officials. They are often willing to contribute a portion of their funds, and this is a common operating method for almost every sect.

Some of the more unique ones run their own businesses, or even engage in beheading-related transactions.

A celebratory banquet was held in the evening.

The disciples of the Songshan Sect looked solemn. They had lost many fellow disciples, and even though they had won, they didn't smile much.

On the contrary, the disciples of the other four sects were raising their glasses in celebration, knowing that they would receive benefits after the meal. How could they not be happy?

When Lu Ming pushed open the door to his room, there were three thousand-tael silver notes and one hundred-tael silver notes on the table.

"Is this all the ceremony is supposed to be? The Songshan Sect is far too stingy; three thousand taels for three incense masters?"

He picked up the silver and turned to leave.

Knock knock knock.

"Disciple Lu Ming requests an audience with Master and Mistress."

Ning Zhongze's voice came from inside: "Come in."

Inside the room, Yue Buqun sat cross-legged, his face radiating a purple aura—a manifestation of the power of the Zixia Divine Skill, the pinnacle of the Huashan Sect's internal energy cultivation technique.

Opening his eyes, Yue Buqun looked at Lu Ming, then sat up and asked, "Are you alright? What's wrong?"

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I am perfectly fine. This is a gift from the Songshan Sect. Please accept it, Master."

Seeing that his disciple was so cooperative, Yue Buqun was very satisfied. He wouldn't say anything if the other party wanted to keep it all for himself, but learning martial arts would have to be postponed.

"Junior sister, leave the silver to Lu Ming."

Ning Zhongze took the silver note and was increasingly pleased with her disciple, who now knew how to respect his elders. "Thank you for your hard work today."

"It's not hard work."

Yue Lingshan pushed the door open and skipped over to hug Ning Zhongze's arm: "Hehe, Junior Brother is so promising, Father doesn't have to work so hard anymore."

Lu Ming bowed to Yue Buqun and said, "This disciple wishes to propose marriage to Master. Please grant me the hand of my senior sister in marriage."

"Ah!" Yue Lingshan exclaimed, her face flushed with embarrassment as she lowered her head, drawing circles on the ground with her toes. Her expression, both charming and displeased, showed no sign of reluctance.

When it comes to marriage, you have to strike while the iron is hot. If you wait three to five years, the opportunity will be lost!

What do you mean by a ten-year love marathon? In Lu Ming's view, it's just that he couldn't find anyone better, so he reluctantly settled for someone else. Otherwise, why would he drag it out for so long?

Besides, he also wanted to wake up every day to be held by a fragrant and beautiful woman.

I don't learn martial arts to become the best in the world; I learn it to save more beautiful women who are lonely and miserable.

I'm taking off my clothes, if I don't go to hell, who will?

Ning Zhongze smiled, but a hint of unease flashed in her eyes. It wasn't that she thought Lu Ming was bad, but rather that she was worried it would affect Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong was taken back to Mount Hua by the couple when he was a child and raised by them. They treated him as their senior brother and also as their son.

Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan are childhood sweethearts. Linghu Chong's identity and feelings are reassuring, making him a good choice to inherit the Huashan Sect.

The best outcome would be for the two to get married, so that they could continue to pass on the Huashan Sect based on their love.

Now that she's taken on a little apprentice, it's disrupted her original plans, and that's what's troubling her.

Yue Buqun also favored Linghu Chong, after all, he was both an adopted son and a disciple.

He stroked his beard, his brow furrowed: "Lu Ming, you are still young, and now is the time for you to hone your skills. You should focus on further improving your martial arts."

Still young?

In ordinary families, someone this age would already be a father of several children!

Don't you understand the saying "When in Rome, do as the Romans do"?

Yue Lingshan was a little confused, and stamped her little feet, saying coquettishly, "Father!"

"Hmph! None of your business."

Ning Zhongze could only pat her daughter's hand and shake her head slightly to signal her not to say anything more.

Lu Ming remained expressionless, knowing it wouldn't be that easy. Could it be that he wanted to bind his daughter to the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual?

"Disciple understands. There is one more thing I would like to ask Master to grant me: I wish to learn the Zixia Divine Skill."

"When I fought against the members of the Demonic Sect today, I had a moment of enlightenment, and now my Primordial Qi Technique has reached its perfect state."

It took him almost half a month to travel from the Huashan Sect to here, during which he cultivated for more than ten hours almost every day. He even slept by meditating, which allowed him to perfect the advanced cultivation technique.

For someone with a cultivation speed thirty times faster than him, it was really not a difficult task.

"Um?!"

A glint flashed in Yue Buqun's eyes, and in a flash, he placed his hand on Lu Ming's shoulder. He used the Purple Cloud Divine Skill to examine the other's internal energy, and the ever-flowing pulse indicated that this level of skill was already half of his own.

Yue Lingshan was quite surprised and proud of her junior brother, and asked curiously, "Mother, what is sudden enlightenment?"

Ning Zhongze looked at Lu Ming with a complicated expression: "Sudden enlightenment is something that can only be encountered by chance. When one is in a state of enlightenment, one's cultivation progresses by leaps and bounds, and there is almost no such thing as a bottleneck. Neither your father nor I have ever had an enlightenment, and even the Five Mountains Sword Sect has only mentioned it in records."

"Oh? Then wouldn't my junior brother be an unparalleled genius, one in a million? He'd be more than a match for me!"

Ning Zhongze tapped her head a few times, both amused and annoyed: "You're really shameless. Your marriage is arranged by your father. You're crazy all day long, you don't act like a girl at all."

Yue Lingshan was not having it. Her junior brother would often secretly hunt in the back mountains and cook food for her. He would also practice moves with her and feed her. He was also exceptionally handsome. Their relationship was progressing rapidly.

Besides, we've already kissed, how can I not marry him?

"Oh, I just think my junior brother is great."

Yue Buqun withdrew his hand, his expression somewhat complicated. He felt both gratified to have found a disciple with exceptional talent and a hint of unspoken jealousy.

"Zixia Skill is the highest level of Qigong in our sect. There has always been a saying that 'of the nine skills of Mount Hua, Zixia is the best.' It is not passed on to anyone but the sect leader, and no one but the sect leader can learn it. The reason I do not teach it lightly is not because I am stingy, but because once you start practicing this skill, you must be free from distractions and work hard. There can be no delays along the way, otherwise it will be very harmful to the martial arts practitioner, and they will often go astray and become possessed by evil spirits."

"Your talent is exceptional, but your bloodlust is too strong. Passing on the skills to you would be to harm you. Our Huashan Sect values ​​internal strength, but even more so, we value self-cultivation and moral character."

"When you return, spend ten days in solitary contemplation at the Cliff of Repentance to cleanse yourself of your resentment. After that, I will assess your mental state and cultivation before deciding whether to teach you advanced sword techniques. There is no need to discuss this matter further; go back and rest well."

A hint of displeasure flashed through Lu Ming's mind. He was already so powerful, and he had risked his life for the Huashan Sect, carrying swords and shedding blood. Why didn't he teach him martial arts?

Cultivating one's character and temperament?

It's useless to spout benevolence and morality; only the sharpness of the sword in your hand will earn you respect, fear, and esteem from others!

"Thank you for your teachings, Master. I will remember them. I take my leave now."

Yue Lingshan was anxious. She genuinely liked this junior brother; her first stirrings of love were filled with his image. His smile made her happy, and his sadness saddened her.

"father!"

Yue Buqun's sudden outburst of anger inexplicably intensified his dislike for Lu Ming. A disciple could be excellent, but not more excellent than him; could be strong, but not stronger than him!

"Shut up! How old are you? You still don't know the proper boundaries between men and women. You're not allowed to associate with Lu Ming when you go back. Junior sister, keep an eye on her!"