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

Yue Lingshan had no suspicions and assisted from the side, knowing that her husband could even cure the blind man Hua Manlou, so Madam Lin was just a piece of cake.

Lu Ming kept his mind focused, his spirit clear and unmoved by the beauty before him. His needles moved swiftly, with a subtle, ethereal touch reminiscent of the "Five Flowers of Heavenly Clouds" technique, utilizing the principle that acupoints correspond to the five internal organs to stabilize the ruptured organ.

He placed his hands on his smooth back and channeled his pure internal energy through the Purple Cloud Divine Skill, allowing it to circulate along the meridians. The energy was then spread throughout his body via hidden, finer meridians—merchandise lines not used in regular martial arts practice, but remarkably effective in healing.

Even in major sects, they only teach the 361 main acupoints and the eight extraordinary meridians. They don't teach the subtle branches, and they don't understand them themselves.

None of the meridians and acupoints in the human body are useless; there are only people who don't know how to use them.

Yue Lingshan's internal energy wasn't refined enough, her martial arts were only at a beginner level, and she didn't know any medicine; she could only help stabilize the injuries. That was enough, though. Without her help, Madam Lin would be dead by now.

Half an hour later, Lu Ming slowly finished his practice, and the purple aura on his face gradually subsided.

Yue Lingshan wiped the sweat from her husband's brow with a hint of concern: "Junior brother, are you alright?"

She calls him "husband" in public to prove her identity, but calling him "junior brother" in private is a unique way of addressing him, distinguishing him from Lin Shiyin. It's a little secret of hers.

"I'm fine."

Lu Ming put away the golden needles; he'd gotten them from Li Xunhuan, a truly devoted brother. He wished he had more brothers like Li Xunhuan.

It wasn't for money or women; it was simply to help my brother out of his troubles.

Madam Lin's cheeks gradually regained color, and her breathing became even. With the Life-Sustaining Pill and targeted acupuncture treatment, if she still couldn't survive, it could only mean that she had committed many evil deeds in her past life.

Seeing that the person was alright, Yue Lingshan said softly, "Junior brother, I'll go back and cultivate my internal energy. I just had a sudden realization."

"Go quickly. If you have any sudden insights, come back immediately. Don't delay. You are the most important person. I'm fine here, but I'll be on guard at all times!"

Lu Ming gently stroked her delicate cheek. He loved it when his senior sister silently protected him, and even if it was insignificant, she would try her best to show her love.

"Okay, then be careful."

Yue Lingshan chuckled softly. Her junior brother looked quite handsome as he focused on saving people.

After confirming that Madam Lin had been rescued, Lin Zhennan ordered a banquet to be prepared, and the bodies outside were disposed of by government officials.

Looking at the streets covered in blood, even the constables felt their scalps tingle; the corpses had been smoothly cut open.

The prefect rushed over to apologize, and after much persuasion, he managed to calm Lin Zhennan down, explaining that it wasn't that he refused to help, but that he was simply preoccupied with other matters.

If he didn't explain clearly, he feared these martial arts figures would take his life that night. "A knight-errant uses martial arts to break the law"—this was no joke. Killing corrupt officials had always been the creed of these martial arts figures, euphemistically called "acting on behalf of Heaven."

After saving Madam Lin's life, Lin Zhennan's loyalty reached its peak. After several days of blockade, with anyone who went out being killed, he, who boasted of having many friends but were actually all scoundrels, desperately sought help but broke through the blockade to save his son Lin Pingzhi, only to be brutally suppressed.

A combination of factors led to Lin Zhennan's swift submission. Under normal circumstances, with favorable weather, it would have been unthinkable.

"Take care of other matters first. Take this bottle of pills and take it once in the morning and once in the evening. It will heal you in a few days. Then I will teach you a sword technique and internal energy cultivation method."

Lu Ming tossed the pill aside and went back to his room to meditate and practice his martial arts.

"Thank you, my lord."

Lin Zhennan bowed respectfully. He only stood up after Lu Ming entered the room, his eyes now filled with malice. He wanted revenge, and he also wanted to do things for his master.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged, reflecting on what he had learned that day. The entries given by the Qingcheng Sect disciples and elders were all quite ordinary, related to sword control and fist and palm techniques.

The opponent didn't have the Heart-Shattering Palm manual on them either, so it must only be on Yu Canghai.

He took out the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual and began to study it. What came into view were eight large characters: "To practice this skill, one must first castrate oneself!"

Who would be so kind as to cut up a chicken for no reason?

Skip the beginning and look at the content. With Lu Ming's current sword mastery, he can analyze the reasons behind many sword techniques.

The "Self-taught" attribute activated, and the Evil-repelling Sword Manual was learned without any surprises, skipping the crucial step of cutting the chicken. This is the charm of the golden attribute!

【Evil-Repelling Sword Manual (B): Utilizes Yang-attribute internal energy, employing swift and unpredictable sword techniques to kill opponents with lightning speed, and possesses the effect of breaking through Qi.】

Upon seeing the explanation, I finally understood the power of the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual. This sword technique appears to be yin and gentle, but it is actually a yang-attribute sword technique. The reason for cutting chickens is that the way the sword technique generates qi and blood will generate evil fire, causing qi and blood to reverse. In mild cases, it will cause dizziness and vertigo, and in severe cases, it will cause vomiting blood and internal injuries.

Without the root of worry about losing weight, the evil fire will dissipate and transform from a threat into an asset, elevating movement speed to a new level. It also suppresses the internal energy attached to weapons, slowing down the opponent's moves and allowing for a preemptive strike in an unbelievable way.

Lin Pingzhi was weak because his internal strength was insufficient. Lao Yue was strong because he had decades of internal strength as a foundation.

The founder, Lin Yuantu, was a monk who had left Shaolin Temple and practiced Shaolin internal energy cultivation. Shaolin does not have Yin-attribute mental cultivation methods. The combination of these two factors allowed the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique to defeat all kinds of masters and establish the foundation of the Fuwei Escort Agency.

Lu Ming returned to the manor and tried practicing the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, feeling the flow of internal energy and its circulation along specific meridians. Others cannot control the flow of internal energy, which is why they generate evil fire, but he does not have this problem.

The swordsmanship is indeed excellent. Even the Xi Yi Sword Technique, without the support of profound internal energy, cannot compare to this strange and swift Evil-Repelling Sword Technique.

All martial arts have their own routines. Even if one's martial arts skills are weak, a sufficiently unexpected routine can still kill a strong opponent.

After daybreak, Lin Shiyin got up and copied the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual. Looking at her husband with a strange expression, she asked, "Husband, you're not going to practice this sword technique, are you? Is something bothering you? Even with all the pressure, there's no need to harm yourself, is there?"

Yue Lingshan had just broken through to the second level of the Purple Cloud Pitying Flower Technique. Her bright eyes glanced at the sword manual, and a hint of pallor flashed across her pretty face. "Junior brother," she said, "why don't you find a few more sisters? It's not a big deal. Being capable is a good thing, and we haven't blamed you. Why castrate yourself?"

She thought her junior brother was worried that she couldn't bear the beating, so she quickly explained.

Lu Ming was speechless. Was he the kind of man who would become a eunuch for a sword manual? Let alone a sword manual, even immortality wouldn't do.

"It's not for me to practice, but for Lin Zhennan. He'll be working for me from now on, and this will help strengthen his abilities, since he's already a eunuch. This sword manual can quickly improve his martial arts skills, and it will also make managing the escort agency much easier for him."

"We'll have plenty of expenses in the future, so having someone help us earn money will save us a lot of trouble. Don't worry, I won't castrate myself. I'm just an ordinary person, and I'm sworn enemies of gambling and drugs!"

The matter of Monk Wuhua was not mentioned. He dared to hire Qingyi Tower to assassinate him. He must be the father of the monk, destroy his spirit, and then grind him to dust!

Yue Lingshan finally breathed a sigh of relief; she was genuinely afraid that her junior brother might do something rash.

Just as she was about to return to Fuwei Escort Agency, Lu Ming stopped her, a smile on his lips: "Senior Sister has misunderstood me. We can't let it go like this. We have to reassure her."

"Huh? Now?"

Lin Shiyin covered her mouth and giggled. Looking at the noisy daily life, she finally felt at home. She gently stroked her flat stomach, thankful she had a child, otherwise she would have suffered as much.

Outside, a letter arrived from the escort agency, sent by Yue Buqun through the Yuelai Inn. It contained information about Zhang Wuxia of the Wudang Sect personally coming to ask Lu Ming to rescue someone. The letter was delivered to Lin Zhennan.