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

Chapter 112 Abbess Miejue is taking the blame again.

Flowers in full bloom, surrounded by green hills and clear waters, with neat, white paved roads. It's all so pleasing to the eye, and there's even the ocean outside. Where exactly is this place?

The moment this question arose, Sun Xiaohong smiled. No matter where they were, as long as Brother Lu was there, that was home!

Yue Lingshan was still with Ning Zhongze on Mount Hua when Lin Shiyin stepped out of the courtyard. The moment she saw Sun Xiaohong, her beautiful face blossomed into a smile: "You must be Xiaohong, right? I'm Lin Shiyin. Welcome to our family. My sister Shan'er often talks about you, saying you're intelligent, kind-hearted, gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, and hardworking and reliable. Come, let's chat for a bit. Husband, we won't entertain you any further."

This wasn't being difficult; it was fulfilling her responsibilities as a wife. Sun Xiaohong had just arrived and must have had many questions. Lin Shiyin's job was to tell her the truth and comfort her.

Her home was her favorite paradise, a place of beautiful mountains and clear waters, where birds sang and flowers bloomed—perfect for growing old together. Moreover, it was a vast place, free from outside interference, so raising her children there would be no need to worry about enemies seeking revenge.

Being caught up in the world of martial arts, one is often powerless to control one's own destiny. Having a sanctuary that belongs to them is the most precious treasure they can have!

Lu Ming smiled and shook his head, instructing Yilin and Sang San Niang to remember to gather resources in the back mountain. The resources refresh daily, and it would be a waste not to collect them. Since they were in the capital, they definitely needed to obtain some rare, century-old medicinal herbs that weren't available in the back mountain; otherwise, the trip would have been in vain!

Sun Xiaohong: ? ?

He inquired about the whereabouts of the Emei Sect through the Fengwentai, then went to the medicinal cuisine shop to refine some pills before leaving his home to find Zhou Zhiruo and the others.

The capital was bustling with people, including not only peddlers and laborers, but also many martial arts practitioners carrying weapons. In the past, no one would have dared to swagger around in the capital, but this time, having been summoned by the imperial court, many restrictions had been relaxed.

Many people went to the north of the city, where the Dragon Guard Manor had set up a fighting arena specifically for these energetic martial arts practitioners. There were also rumors that the Jin family wanted to take this opportunity to choose a husband for their most beloved daughter, Jin Lingzhi.

It's no exaggeration to say that an ordinary person who marries Jin Lingzhi could save thirty years of hard work. With the Jin family's backing, this wealthy woman has connections in the underworld, officialdom, and the military, ensuring she'll have influential figures to guide her wherever she chooses to go.

Lu Ming wasn't interested in this; martial arts contests for marriage were commonplace. Life was tough, and to protect a woman, one needed the corresponding strength. Otherwise, even if two people were truly in love, they couldn't withstand the advances of womanizers who didn't care about fidelity, only about physical intimacy.

The Emei Sect was staying at the Yuelai Inn on Chang'an Avenue, so it would only take a short while to get there. However, martial arts practitioners were not allowed to fly around the capital; if caught, they would be immediately imprisoned without question. Letting them come was a courtesy, not an invitation for them to take advantage of the situation.

Along the way, I heard a lot of stories. That gang had a grudge against their nemesis, and they were going to settle their score in a duel at the North City Arena.

Surprisingly, the Mongol Yuan dynasty also sent people this time, led by the heir of the Prince of Ruyang, who was surrounded by many powerful figures, among whom the Grand Preceptor, the Golden Wheel Monk, was the most formidable.

The relationship between the Great Wei and the Mongol Yuan dynasty was far from amicable, with constant border conflicts. At this time, the Mongol Yuan had already penetrated into Eastern Europe, and the further west they advanced, the more they discovered the poverty of the region. The profits from plundering the local areas were far less than those from their southward invasions; the Mongol cavalry came to conquer, not to alleviate poverty!

They then turned their attention to conquering the Central Plains. They seemed poised to join forces with the Qing Dynasty to annex the Great Wei and the Southern Song. Of the four kingdoms, the Mongol Yuan was the strongest, followed by the Great Wei, then the Qing Dynasty, and the Southern Song was the weakest.

Upon arriving at the Yuelai Inn, they happened to see Abbess Miejue, wielding the Heaven-Slaying Sword and clashing with the Green Demon Hand. One relied on the sharpness of the Heaven-Slaying Sword, while the other relied on her poisoned iron gauntlets; both were somewhat wary of each other.

Seeing this, Lu Ming almost laughed. Come to think of it, it was Abbess Miejue who had taken the blame for him. Back then, when he went down the mountain to train and handle sect affairs, he happened to encounter Qiu Du, the illegitimate son of Qingmo Shou, plotting against Ding Minjun and Zhou Zhiruo by giving them aphrodisiacs. At that time, his Purple Light Sword Qi was newly formed, and he cleaved them in two with a single move. Qingmo Shou, Yi Ku, thought he had been killed by the Heaven-Slaying Sword, so he kept causing trouble for the Emei Sect.

Beside them stood a Miao woman blocking Ding Minjun and the others. She had long, alluring eyes, thick lips, fair skin, and wild, thick hair. She wore a short, indigo-dyed outfit that tightly hugged her slender waist and long legs. Her pleated skirt was paired with triangular leggings. A silver hairpin made of animal bone adorned her hair, and a silver bell necklace hung around her neck. Her white feet had two gold rings hanging from the anklets.

It looks very characteristic of the Miao region, where women often go barefoot. The area is humid and hot, with mountains, forests, and water, making barefoot walking more convenient.

Although he wasn't a foot fetishist, Lu Ming still glanced at her feet a few more times. Compared to Lin Shi and Yue Lingshan's, besides being white, they were also rugged and unrestrained. Although Lan Xiezi wasn't exactly a stunning beauty, she possessed a wildness unlike that of women from the Central Plains, which could be seen from the men around her frequently swallowing their saliva when they looked at her.

After eating too many elaborate dishes, it's understandable to enjoy something a little less refined. Just be careful not to catch a cold, or you might die.

Everyone says Miao women are beautiful and generous, and seeing them today, I can attest to that. But to think they are promiscuous and unrestrained would be a grave mistake. They are simply simple and honest, not ignorant. Moreover, the martial arts culture there favors the use of poisons, and the area is teeming with venomous insects and snakes—truly a case of adapting to local conditions.

Lu Ming stepped forward, his perfectly executed Nine Yang Divine Skill energy automatically repelling the crowd, and arrived beside the Emei Sect members: "Long time no see, how have you all been?"

"Brother Lu!"

Zhou Zhiruo's previously worried face instantly brightened, her smile blossoming like a flower, her eyes curving into crescents. Although her long, black hair was still untied, she exuded a more mature and charming aura. It made one want to embrace her and cherish her tenderly.

Ding Minjun's slightly harsh face also curved into a smile. Since her body was taken from her, she no longer had as much ambition for power and profit as before. The longer she couldn't see Lu Ming, the more anxious she became. She couldn't sleep alone every night, wishing she could travel thousands of miles to Mount Hua to find her lover.

What Emei Sect Leader? Anyway, her master never intended to pass the position to her, so she might as well get married sooner! That way, she wouldn't be unable to sleep at night. You could say she's gotten addicted to the taste.

"Sect Leader Lu is here! Congratulations! You've won the heart of your beauty, marrying the daughter of Sect Leader Yue of the Huashan Sect."

Seeing Lu Ming's malicious smile, Ding Minjun shuddered inexplicably. She felt his energy pressing against her skin, and her attitude instantly changed from jealousy to gentleness: "Did you come to the capital this time to discuss marriage?"

A wedding? What wedding?

The female disciples of the Emei Sect perked up their ears. Could it be about Senior Sister Ding and Young Hero Lu's marriage? And why was he being called Sect Leader Lu? Even if he had become the Young Sect Leader, he should still be called Young Master Lu; that's the most basic etiquette in the martial arts world!

Zhou Zhiruo's fair, jade-like cheeks suddenly flushed crimson, her eyes darting around, full of anticipation.

Lu Ming didn't disappoint her, nodding and saying, "That's right, I came to see the nun about this matter, and a few other things as well. But it seems the nun is busy. What's wrong?"