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

After taking her pulse, Lu Ming frowned and looked somewhat grave: "The nun has suffered internal injuries to her lungs and internal organs, and there are several toxins swirling and conflicting in her meridians. Therefore, she cannot circulate her internal energy now, lest the toxins invade her internal organs."

"Each of these toxins targets the meridians and internal organs. If left untreated for too long, the meridians may be damaged. If this happens to the dantian now, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Abbess Miejue's eyes brightened slightly, and a hint of coldness melted from her icy gaze. She nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, young hero's medical skills are truly remarkable. Can you cure him?"

"Haha, of course! It can be cured today, and you'll be fully recovered after a good night's sleep. The Zixia Divine Skill of the Huashan Sect is no less effective than the Nine Yang Divine Skill in healing, though it has some difficulties. I'll explain now, and I hope you'll promise not to be angry or blame me later?"

Lu Ming's expression became extremely serious, and his solemn gaze made people hold their breath.

Extinction asked with some confusion, "What is it? Young hero, you've come to heal this humble nun. How could this humble nun blame you? Please speak freely."

Lu Ming suppressed his smile and pretended to be serious, saying, "Using the Purple Cloud Divine Skill to neutralize the poison requires honesty. Clothing can block internal energy, and any fluctuation can damage the meridians. Although doctors don't distinguish between men and women, there are some things that need to be explained beforehand."

"During this time, I have been treating the people in the city, and all cases involving internal injuries and poisoning are like this. If you are not in a hurry, you can take medicine to slowly regulate your body, and you should be fully recovered in about six months. Whether to treat it or not is up to you."

Upon hearing this, Miejue's face turned ashen, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees. Her eyes were fixed on Lu Ming, trying to see if he harbored any ill intentions, but her gaze was deep and clear, without the slightest hint of covetousness.

Even the plain white robe with gold trim couldn't hide the towering figure trembling with excitement on his chest. He gripped the Heaven-Slaying Sword in one hand, as if he would draw it and slash someone at any moment.

Ding Minjun almost couldn't hold back her laughter; her pretty face remained tense, as if afraid she would burst out laughing.

Seeing the atmosphere become somewhat tense, she tried speaking softly, "Master, Junior Sister Jinyi has also been injured. How about we let Young Hero Lu offer his medical skills to her first?"

Miejue slightly raised her eyelids. Was she using her disciple as a guinea pig to see the results?

She was determined to storm Bright Peak, wipe out the Ming Cult, and kill Yang Xiao, that beast. If she missed the capture of the Plum Blossom Bandit this time, it would be very difficult to gather the six major sects to besiege Bright Peak.

She doesn't have the time to wait six months; who knows what might happen in those six months?

If it weren't for her domineering nature, her hatred of evil, and the sharpness of the Heaven-Slaying Sword, the Emei Sect would probably have been devoured long ago, leaving not even bones behind.

After a moment's thought, she nodded slightly: "This humble nun needs some time to consider. I would be grateful if Young Hero Lu could heal my disciple, Bei Jinyi, first."

"No problem, thank you for leading the way, Miss Ding."

Upon entering another room, we found it filled with the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Bei Jinyi lay quietly on the couch, her plain robes slightly disheveled. Her jade-like face was pale and lifeless, her brows and eyes gentle and soft, her lips pale. Her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes filled with a faint pain, making her beautiful face appear even more delicate and frail, her gentleness revealing a pitiful vulnerability that evoked pity.

Beside her sat Zhou Zhiruo, who was taking care of her. Her beauty was otherworldly, her eyebrows and eyes like ink wash paintings, her skin as white as snow, like jade under the moon. Her figure was slender and graceful, her eyes misty like a goddess of the Luo River, her lips pale cherry-red, her temperament cool and gentle. Her features possessed an innate, delicate charm reminiscent of the Jiangnan region, her figure elegant and ethereal, untouched by worldly concerns, like a fairy of the Han River reflecting her reflection in the water, both serene and captivating.

Upon seeing Lu Ming, a smile appeared on her pretty face. She seemed to recall what happened in the cave that day, and her cheeks flushed, making her even more beautiful: "Senior Sister, Young Hero Lu."

Lu Ming lightly touched Ding Minjun's lips, then pulled Zhou Zhiruo close and kissed her: "After I return to Mount Hua, I will personally go to the Emei Sect to propose marriage to you."

He wouldn't do something like renege on his promise after he's done his work. It's impossible to leave it to Zhang Wuji, and Song Qingshu isn't good enough for him either, so let's just leave it to him.

I guarantee they'll have two children in three years, ensuring their lifelong happiness.

Zhou Zhiruo blushed, her expression a mixture of anger and delight, and said, "I, I'm fine with anything."

Ding Minjun rolled her eyes, somewhat disapproving of her junior sister's beauty: "Zhiruo, Master values ​​you the most and wants you to be the sect leader in the future. She can't bear to marry you off, hmph!"

Snapped!

Ding Minjun gasped in surprise at the slap, and quickly lowered her head when she saw Lu Ming's mischievous grin.

"Stop talking nonsense. From now on, we're sisters. Don't bully Zhiruo anymore. You know what I'm capable of."

Lu Ming's words reminded Ding Minjun of the scene in the Temple of Emperor Wen, where a sword was used to dismember a body, and the ruthlessness of the method was comparable to that of the members of the Demonic Sect.

He couldn't help but shiver and responded with a trembling voice.

To deal with a mean-spirited woman, you have to make her constantly realize that she's nothing and try to please you. If you're stronger than her, she'll naturally become a sycophant.

Ding Minjun quickly tried to appease him, saying, "My junior sister and I will wait for Lu Lang. As long as Lu Lang has me in his heart, that's enough."

Turning to look at Zhou Zhiruo, he felt somewhat unwilling, but still said, "Junior Sister, please forgive me. I will definitely treat you like my own sister from now on!"

BYD, this jealous woman still wants to become even bigger.

Zhou Zhiruo was kind-hearted. Before she turned evil, she was just a sweet and gentle wife from a modest family, and her voice was soft and pleasant: "Senior sister, it's alright. I know you're doing this for my own good."

She was sincerely grateful to Lu Ming. Although she had lost her virginity, she was able to avoid being bullied in the Emei Sect, which was not necessarily a bad thing.

Ding Minjun recounted how she treated Zhou Zhiruo's injuries, and the act of undressing to treat her made Zhou Zhiruo blush.

In the past, when I took Bei Jinyi's pulse, her body was very weak, and the toxins had spread to her internal organs. Fortunately, she had healing pills to suppress the poison, otherwise she would have died.

Without delay, Lu Ming pressed a few acupoints on her chest, helped her up, and fed her an antidote pill. He then roughly removed the obstruction and placed his hands on her smooth back.

He channeled his refined internal energy according to the Zixia Divine Skill, using it to expel the toxins from her body. The benefit of Zixia is that it can nourish the meridians and repair the areas eroded by toxins, preventing hidden injuries that could affect her health and potential.

The more I use it, the more I realize that the saying "Zixia is number one" is absolutely true. When the strength is not overwhelming, the endurance of Zixia Divine Skill is definitely top-notch.

Half an hour later, Bei Jinyi, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened her eyes and coughed up a mouthful of black blood. Her pale face regained color, and her dazed eyes gradually cleared.

Ding Minjun quickly went over to explain the situation to prevent her from screaming because she was completely naked.

"The remaining toxins have been cleared. Get some medicine according to this prescription, and your body will be fully recovered in three days."

Lu Ming got up to leave; if he left any further, he'd be seen and unable to control his gun. He wasn't a eunuch; he couldn't possibly remain unmoved by the sight of such a beautiful woman.

Bei Jinyi blushed, but still clenched her teeth and whispered, "Thank you, Young Master Lu."

Ding Minjun helped Bei Jinyi get dressed so she could go and tell her master, Miejue, the good news and reassure her about her treatment.

Soon only Lu Ming and Zhou Zhiruo remained in the room. The two looked at each other, and Zhou Zhiruo quickly lowered her head.

As Lu Ming drew closer, she bit her red lips and said, "Brother Lu~"

"Um, Zhiruo, could you do me a favor?"

After saying that, he whispered something in her ear, and blushed all the way to the roots of her ears, almost making her faint with embarrassment.

He nodded, turned around, and held onto the edge of the bed...