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

Chapter 117 Giving You a Gift Worth Hundreds of Millions

Lu Ming nodded slightly, his expression solemn, and said, "Coveting the martial arts of other sects is a great taboo in the martial arts world, which I naturally understand. Therefore, in addition to these two manuals, if I gain any insights, I will certainly pass them on to you without reservation. Furthermore, I promise never to pass them on to anyone else. If you trust me, please teach me the Emei Nine Yang Skill."

Abbess Miejue fell silent, remaining silent for a long time. She closed her eyes, deep in thought, her mind in turmoil. From the perspective of ancestral precepts, this was absolutely impossible. However, from a self-interested standpoint, befriending Lu Ming, a highly skilled physician, would be entirely beneficial to the Emei Sect.

Two of her disciples had already consummated their marriages with that man, all thanks to that damned Red Demon Hand Qiu. Now, she had to repeatedly remind him every so often, fearing that the female disciples in the sect would be ruined and subsequently blackmailed.

Ding Minjun wanted to speak up, but Zhou Zhiruo grabbed her hand first, shook her head slightly, and indicated that now was not the time to speak.

My junior sister, who was always so gentle and weak and could be bullied by everyone, is now so opinionated?

Ding Minjun glanced at the other woman with skepticism. Her resolute gaze held an unyielding strength, a nature long suppressed. Zhou Zhiruo herself was not weak; she only repeatedly yielded because she lacked a foothold in the Emei Sect and feared conflict.

After getting to know Lu Ming and having a way out, she stopped being timid and began to become strong, decisive, and even dared to fight back. This was a good thing; at least in Abbess Miejue's eyes, she couldn't allow her future disciple to be the kind of person everyone bullied.

The female disciples didn't dare to breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing the tranquility.

Lu Ming didn't urge him. If all else failed, he would have to find another way. Besides, it wasn't necessary. Having the already perfected Nine Yang Divine Skill was enough. After all, Zhang Wuji in the original story was only at the Great Completion stage, still far from perfection.

After a long while, Abbess Miejue opened her eyes and pushed the two manuals back onto the table: "I can give you the Nine Yang Skill, but I don't need these two. However, I need you to promise me one thing: when the Emei Sect needs you in the future, you cannot refuse."

He turned to his three female disciples and said, "You all go out first."

Next comes passing on the secrets; they will be taught when the time is right. If they aren't being taught now, there must be a reason.

A moment later, Abbess Miejue began reciting the incantation. Her tone was slow, as if afraid the other person wouldn't remember it. Finally, she sat cross-legged and practiced her internal energy while explaining her insights. Since it was a teaching, she had to be meticulous in every detail.

[Learned the Emei Nine Yang Skill (B)]

Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and looked up, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Master. If I can deduce the Nine Yang Divine Skill, I will inform you immediately. I have read the other two Nine Yang Skills. They have similarities, but not many. Ultimately, they lead to the same goal through different paths. If I continue to practice in this way, there will be no problem in switching to the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and my internal energy will not be wasted."

Abbess Miejue shook her head, her beautiful face softening slightly, and sighed: "It's alright. Your talent is the best I've ever seen among the martial artists. Perhaps only Master Zhang of Wudang can compare. Remember, you can only marry Zhiruo and Minjun after you kill Yang Xiao."

The implication was clear: avoid any deaths. An unplanned pregnancy would be a disgrace to the Emei Sect. Something like this had happened before; if it happened again, she might really go insane!

Lu Ming nodded slightly and asked, "Did the Ming Cult send anyone this time?"

"No, although the Ming Cult is fragmented, each one is not easy to provoke. Yang Xiao has been at Bright Peak for many years, so this matter cannot be rushed. As the saying goes, if two people are truly in love, why should they be together every day? It's not too late to go after you have mastered your martial arts. Alright, now that you have learned, then leave."

Abbess Miejue has given the order to leave. Even among people in the martial arts world, it is still considered impolite for a man and a woman to be alone in a room.

He subconsciously glanced at her figure beneath the moon-white robe, realizing she was quite well-endowed. It was just a pity that such a beautiful woman always looked so worried; it was such a waste of her talent.

Leaving the room, Lu Ming gave Bei Jinyi a slight nod. Looking at Zhou Zhiruo and Ding Minjun, whose faces were full of anticipation, a mischievous smile crept across his lips as he pulled them into a room that had already been booked.

"Time is tight and the task is heavy, so don't shy away from it. I will teach you the Nine Yang Divine Skill later. Now, let me clear your meridians. I also have a gift for you later."

Zhou Zhiruo blushed, a hint of anticipation stirring within her—an irrepressible urge to indulge: "It's enough that Brother Lu came to see me; I don't need any gifts!"

Ding Minjun wasn't going to play along with any of that bashing game. She was incredibly bold and took the initiative: "Since Junior Sister Zhou doesn't need it, then give it all to me! I want it all! All those gifts worth hundreds of millions, I want them all!"

After fussing around until evening, Lu Ming immediately returned to the manor to cultivate the Emei Nine Yang Skill. Once he reached perfection, he could fuse the three types of Nine Yang Skill along with the Nine Yang Divine Skill into a new technique.

Once he perfects the new technique, he can merge it with the original Zixia Divine Skill and Lianhua Treasure Mirror. He can't even imagine how powerful he will be then!

At dinner, Abbess Miejue looked at her two radiant disciples and knew exactly what had happened! She had a premonition, but she didn't expose it. She had said she wanted to maintain appearances, but what if it was another case of premarital pregnancy?

To say that Lu Ming has a health problem is an overstatement; he's not deaf or blind, and his wife Lin Shiyin and Yue Lingshan are both pregnant, which is enough to prove that there's no problem. Not only is there no problem, but he's also capable of getting women pregnant.

The thought of her most promising disciple, Zhou Zhiruo, heavily pregnant, standing before her almost made Abbess Miejue faint.

Seeing that her master's expression was not good, Zhou Zhiruo quickly stepped forward and sat down beside her, her clothes still smelling of sweat mixed with rouge. "Master, Brother Lu left you a gift. He said you'll be very happy!"

Ding Minjun nodded repeatedly, took out a bottle and handed it over, smiling ingratiatingly, "Yes, Master, we have one too. Brother Lu also said that you should protect us first, and after we've used it and seen the effect, you can decide whether to use it yourself."

Abbess Miejue looked at the white bottle with suspicion, as it didn't specify what kind of pill it was: "Is it the Great Rejuvenation Pill?"

Think more!

Even a sect like Shaolin Temple, with its centuries-old tradition and immense power and wealth, can only refine the Great Rejuvenation Pill once every twenty years, producing only three to five pills at a time, sometimes even fewer.

Ding Minjun blinked, her fair, oval face still flushed with a deep blush after the rain, making her appear exceptionally charming and radiant: "No, it's a pill even better than the Great Rejuvenation Pill! Master, let's eat first. We'll need your help to protect me and Junior Sister Zhou later!"

In the past, Ding Minjun was very afraid of her master, but since she got together with Lu Ming and made a promise to marry them, she had a way out and was no longer so afraid of her master.

Abbess Miejue's curiosity was piqued. She knew Lu Ming was a genius, possessing not only exceptional martial arts skills but also unparalleled medical expertise. Now, he could even refine pills—all sorts of incredible and wondrous elixirs!