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

For three consecutive days, Lu Ming spent his days healing the other person with his internal energy and practicing his swordsmanship, and his nights cultivating his internal energy. Having someone to take care of him was much better than when he was at Mount Hua.

He originally wanted to spar with Li Xunhuan, but the other party said that his martial arts were only suitable for killing, not for sparring.

Li Xunhuan's flying daggers never miss their mark; once unleashed, they always draw blood.

Despite all that, he still managed to steal one of my entries, not even sparing Lin Shiyin. I can't compare to her in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but I can at least have a game of Gomoku with her.

Caught off guard by the novel gameplay, Lin Shiyin was utterly defeated by Lu Ming. By the time she realized what was happening and figured out the trick, Lu Ming said he was done playing.

Lin Shiyin, who was usually calm and gentle, was so angry that her eyebrows stood up and her little fists clenched tightly. For the first time, she had the urge to hit someone.

How could this person be so wicked? How could they be so shameless!

[Reading and Literacy (Gold): Proficient in all languages, scripts, and codes, capable of studying any book.]

In the future, I will be able to read Sanskrit and other scriptures without any problems, and I can even visit Shaolin Temple to borrow scriptures.

No one would have guessed that a Grade A martial arts technique was hidden in an ordinary scripture!

If you were to learn martial arts, the benches held by the Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple would come in handy.

[King of Hidden Weapons (Gold): Possesses complete knowledge of all hidden weapon techniques and can decipher hidden weapon mechanisms.]

This was taken from Li Xunhuan; it's quite interesting.

After relaying the message through the Yuelai Inn, Lu Ming did not intend to visit Abbess Miejue, but instead went to treat Xun Gui, a wealthy merchant in the city.

Thanks to Li Xunhuan's recommendation, he enjoyed considerable prestige and influence both in official circles and among the martial arts world. Anyone who could gain the approval of Li Xunhuan was undoubtedly trustworthy.

There are many diseases that ordinary doctors cannot cure, and famous doctors are scattered all over the country and are hard to find. Lu Ming's appearance just met the requirements.

With the combined effects of Zixia Divine Skill and the expertise of a master healer, there is no ailment that cannot be cured, including chronic leg pain, eye diseases, venereal diseases, and severe kidney deficiency.

Lu Ming demanded several times more than the market rate, knowing that these people were not short of money and that money was just an external thing when it came to life.

Rather than demanding payment for treating illnesses, using one's martial arts skills to "take" the money is more direct. The reason it's more troublesome is to enhance one's reputation.

Since ancient times, medicine and martial arts have been inseparable. Martial arts injuries are often caused by clashes of different internal energies, accompanied by various poisons. There are not many doctors who can heal martial arts practitioners, which is why there are only a handful of renowned physicians.

Even Zhang Sanfeng, the greatest martial artist in China, was helpless against Zhang Wuji's Xuanming Divine Palm. If it weren't for the fact that a child's body is too weak to withstand the powerful force of the poison, there would actually have been a way to deal with it.

They had no choice but to seek medical treatment everywhere, which also illustrates the importance of doctors.

Hu Qingniu of the Ming Cult and Ping Yizhi of the Sun Moon Cult were both like this. If it weren't for those who lacked martial ethics and launched sneak attacks and assassinations, they would have lived a comfortable and carefree life even as members of a demonic sect.

The Huashan School, a school that does not engage in certain activities.

Yue Buqun looked at the letter in his hand, his expression shifting between joy and anger, quite complex.

Ning Zhongze looked on with some concern and couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother, has something happened tomorrow?"

"See for yourself, this brat has done something truly remarkable!"

Hearing her senior brother's unfriendly tone, Ning Zhongze quickly took the letter to check it. Yue Lingshan squeezed her little head over beside her; she was very concerned about her junior brother's situation.

Putting aside the Little Rejuvenating Pill, she's already hugged him, kissed him, and drunk his milk; she won't marry anyone but her junior brother.

Ning Zhongze breathed a sigh of relief, a smile of satisfaction spreading across her face: "Ming'er has really made something of himself. Although he killed Zhong Zhen, he also severely injured Ding Mian, making a name for our Huashan Sect."

"That Zuo Lengchan is despicable and shameless. He actually instigated the Sword Sect members to frame us. He's truly despicable! I wonder if Ming'er was injured. Senior Brother's guidance is truly commendable."

"Tomorrow, he's been invited by Li Tanhua to deal with the Plum Blossom Bandit, and he also wants to use his medical skills to bring fame to the Huashan Sect. Sigh, he's really doing too much, and he's only the junior brother."

Yue Lingshan nodded in deep agreement, saying, "Yes, Junior Brother is so amazing! He's mastered the Purple Cloud Divine Skill and the Xi Yi Sword Technique so quickly. Hehe, Father, you've taken on a fine disciple!"

Yue Buqun stroked his beard, sat down in a chair, and watched the mother and daughter praising and coaxing him. He was pleased, but said with a smile, "You two are just going to say nice things for him. Humph, when trouble comes, let's see how you deal with it."

He took a sip of tea, his eyes flashing with a sharp light: "If the Songshan Sect really instigated this, we cannot let it go lightly. From today onwards, all disciples will double their daily practice time to two and a half hours."

Linghu Chong: Master, are you also a little black guy?

Ning Zhongze smiled; her disciple had made something of himself, and as his mistress, she was naturally pleased.

He glanced at his daughter, whose slender and alluring figure was outlined in a light blue short shirt, and then thought of his eldest disciple, Linghu Chong, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Yue Lingshan blinked her bright, clear eyes: "Mother, why are you sighing?"

"Mother is fine. You can go out first. I need to talk to your father for a bit."

After Yue Lingshan left, Ning Zhongze said with a worried expression, "Senior brother, Shan'er and Chong'er grew up together since they were little. If we marry Shan'er to Ming'er, I'm afraid Chong'er will have a hard time."

Yue Buqun's good mood vanished instantly. He slammed his teacup heavily on the table with a loud thud: "Hmph, what business is it of his who Shan'er marries!"

His tone was tinged with exasperation as he continued, "Look at what Lu Ming is doing! He's bringing glory to the Huashan Sect! And what's Chong'er doing? He's either gambling and drinking or causing trouble. This is a letter from the Qingcheng Sect, look for yourself!"

Without comparison, there's no harm done. Lu Ming can now spar with the Thirteen Protectors and even kill one of them. Linghu Chong, his eldest disciple, only knows how to cause trouble, which is one thing. If things can be handled properly, he won't say anything.

He had hit someone but couldn't resolve the matter, couldn't get a word in edgewise, and then someone came knocking on his door demanding an explanation. No wonder Yue Buqun was furious.

Ning Zhongze fell silent after reading the letter. In comparison, Lu Ming seemed to be more outstanding and more suitable to be Shan'er's husband.

Relationships are complicated and difficult to unravel, truly causing distress.

Li Garden, Plum Grove.

Lu Mingzheng cleaned the medicinal herbs he obtained from his medical practice, sometimes with water, sometimes with strong liquor. He then placed them in the medicine furnace, occasionally adding a portion of poisonous herbs and flowers.

Beside her, Lin Shiyin had an exquisite oval face, a small and straight nose, willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows, thin lips, and thick, smooth black hair. Her face was filled with a contented expression, and her skin was like solidified cream, white with a hint of pink, seemingly able to be squeezed to produce water. Her pair of red lips moved up and down, extremely alluring.

"Young Master Lu, can this 'heartbreak grass' be used as medicine?"

"Sure, all medicines have some degree of toxicity. Medicine can kill, but poison can also save. Miss Lin, I won't play chess with you today. Let's chat if you have time."

Lu Ming's eyes were focused; this time, he was going to refine the Great Rejuvenation Pill. A martial arts contest to choose a husband would definitely involve facing many experts, and having more strength meant having more protection.

He remembered that the Plum Blossom Thieves had two generations. The first generation was a true master, much stronger than Yue Buqun, with outstanding lightness skills and palm techniques, making him extremely difficult to deal with.

The second generation was a gang organized by Lin Xian'er, which had a large number of members but varying levels of strength.

Lin Xian'er is similar to Lin Shiyin, and is indeed recognized as the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. She is also her close friend, but she has not yet made a name for herself.

This is rather strange. The Plum Blossom Bandits, the Songshan Sect, the Sun Moon Cult that has infiltrated Baoding Prefecture, and the Northern Beggars' Gang—everything seems rather mysterious.