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

After telling the two women about discovering the Nine Yang Divine Skill in the Surangama Sutra, Lin Shiyin showed little reaction. She wasn't interested in martial arts, but simply congratulated her husband on acquiring a new martial art.

Yue Lingshan blinked. Upon hearing about the effects of the technique, her first thought wasn't to learn it, but rather to plead pitifully, "Ah? Won't Junior Brother be tortured to death if he learns this divine skill? No, Sister Lin, we need to start finding some sisters, or I'll be in big trouble!"

This brain circuit?

Lin Shiyin covered her mouth and giggled, squeezing her long, strong hand: "Sister is right, it's time to find one, no, several sisters. Once Lingshan is pregnant, your husband will probably be quite restless!"

Before marriage, she would never have uttered such wild and insolent words. Now that she's married and pregnant, she speaks without restraint.

Lu Ming coughed lightly. Was he talking about the Nine Yang Divine Skill? How did it turn into finding him a concubine?

Yue Lingshan, still shaken, nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice. Suddenly, her eyes lit up: "I've got it! We're going to Hengyang this time, right? Uncle Liu has a daughter who's of marriageable age. I'll go ask her, and with my mother acting as an intermediary, I'm sure I can win her over!"

Lin Shiyin's eyes sparkled, a playful glint in her watery gaze: "What do you think of Lin Xian'er, my husband? She's the most beautiful woman, you know. She's obsessed with fame and fortune, and only those with exceptional martial arts skills can catch her eye. With your abilities, winning her over won't be a problem. I'll write a letter later; could you please send it to her at the Yuelai Inn?"

Lin Xian'er?

In the original story, it's like a public bus, open to everyone from high-ranking officials to ordinary people, except for Ah Fei.

Ah Fei: I fucking swear!

Back in Baoding, the Plum Blossom Bandit once said that Lin Xian'er wasn't ignorant of martial arts, but rather possessed the art of mind control. Every man who considered himself her lover was bewitched by her, and only Lin Xian'er knew whether he slept with a human or a dog.

They also revealed that Lin Xian'er had a virginity mark, which is undeniable.

Lu Ming couldn't help but ask curiously, "Shiyin, I remember Lin Xian'er doesn't have a very good reputation."

Lin Shiyin chuckled, picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea. She tucked her bangs behind her ear, exuding an indescribable charm: "Lin Xian'er and my family are old friends. Her family used to follow Fairy Yunmeng. She always took pleasure in toying with men's feelings. She herself said that using her beauty to entertain people is the lowest form of sophistication, no different from a prostitute."

"Although she is a bit pragmatic and cunning, she has the advantage of being clean-living. If she can win over her husband, she will be a great help in the future. Although her husband has not talked about outside affairs, I know that we will inevitably face some enemies in the future, and it would be a good thing to have a shrewd woman to help you."

Overall, her flaws don't outweigh her merits. If Lin Xian'er were truly a promiscuous woman, Lin Shiyin would never have been friends with her. She simply dislikes conflict, which doesn't mean she's foolish.

Otherwise, given Li Xunhuan's abilities—martial arts skills, official position, and family fortune—he would have been an excellent husband candidate by all accounts. Yet, she chose Lu Ming instead, demonstrating her foresight and wisdom.

If Lu Ming hadn't appeared, and she had no other choice, she would have chosen Long Xiaoyun, who loved her, instead of Li Xunhuan, whom she liked.

Only when you come to this world and integrate into it do you realize that every person is extraordinary.

Take Master Yue for example. He used to be wary of Lu Ming, jealous of him, and even somewhat angry and disgusted with him. But when Lu Ming demonstrated his strength and talent, and upheld the reputation of the Huashan Sect, Master Yue imparted all of his Zixia Divine Skill to him and even married his daughter to him. That's what a person is—a living, breathing human being, someone who can change.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Ming nodded slightly: "Alright, I'll listen to you. I work hard outside so that you can be happy and joyful. When I'm tired outside, I can come home to your warmth, let my guard down, and sleep peacefully. This is our home!"

"My husband~"

Love deepens naturally when it reaches its peak; like rain pattering on banana leaves, it's something best left unsaid to outsiders.

After sending the letter from the foot of the mountain, Lu Ming and Yue Lingshan spent two days traveling to the outskirts of Hengyang. They were near the West Gate and could see the city gate tower from afar.

Having flown across the mountain stream, they landed in a bamboo forest.

I saw a young girl picking wild vegetables. She wore a soft, emerald-green silk robe with a pale yellow sash around her waist, which accentuated her slender figure. Her skin was snow-white, her face delicate and round, and her eyes were as bright as stars, full of mischievousness and liveliness. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her dimples appeared when she smiled. Her slightly loose hair added to her charming and lovely appearance.

Seeing the two people descend from the sky, she exclaimed, "Who are you?"

Yue Lingshan felt an immediate sense of goodwill upon seeing the young girl, pondering a certain possibility: "Hello, little sister, what's your name? I'm Yue Lingshan from the Huashan Sect, and my father is the sect leader. This is my husband, Lu Ming, who is also a disciple of the Huashan Sect."

Five Mountains Sword Sects?

Qu Feiyan was somewhat surprised. Since ancient times, good and evil have been irreconcilable. She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you here to see Uncle Liu Zhengfeng?"

Lu Ming was no longer surprised when he heard this. If Qu Feiyan was here, her grandfather Qu Yang must also be here, otherwise why would he mention Liu Zhengfeng?

One is an elder of the Sun Moon Sect, and the other is the deputy head of the Hengshan Sect. If these two get involved together, they will definitely be condemned by everyone.

The Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Sun Moon Sect have been at war for decades, with relatives and friends on both sides having died at the hands of the other, creating an irreconcilable hatred. To the point that whenever they meet, they draw their swords and attack each other, and verbally abusing each other's female relatives has become commonplace.

The two have become friends through music, but no one will believe it. They'll say either Liu Zhengfeng has fallen into depravity and joined the demonic sect, or Qu Yang has betrayed the Sun Moon Cult; either way, they'll die.

Holding Yue Lingshan's small hand, he smiled at the bright-eyed and white-toothed girl and said, "Please inform them that Lu Ming of the Huashan Sect is paying his respects to Martial Uncle Liu."

Qu Feiyan nodded, glancing back every few steps, worried that the two men were there to assassinate her grandfather. Seeing that they weren't chasing after her, she quickly ran out.

Yue Lingshan turned her head away, somewhat displeased, and said, "She seems afraid of us?"

Lu Mingfei quickly licked his moist, red lips and smiled, "What do you think of her?"

"That's great, hehe, junior brother, would you like to take her home?"

There will be opportunities in the future, but not now.

A moment later, Liu Zhengfeng, dressed as a scholar, came out. His face was somewhat stiff, and it was unclear whether he felt guilty.

"Junior Nephew Lu, Junior Nephew Yue, it's been a long time. Are you two here to attend my 'Golden Basin Retirement' ceremony? Where is Sect Leader Yue?"

Yue Lingshan asked with some confusion, "Yes, my husband and I went to Fuzhou first to help the Fuwei Escort Agency resolve the Qingcheng Sect matter. Father and the others set off from Mount Hua; haven't they arrived yet?"

Hearing that Yue Buqun hadn't arrived yet, Liu Zhengfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's alright, now that you two are here, I will certainly treat you well. I've come to visit a friend today to discuss music; if there's any inconvenience..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Ming interjected, "In that case, how about I have a glass of water? I happen to know music too, how about we exchange ideas?"

Liu Zhengfeng hesitated for a moment, but being inflexible, he nodded and said, "Alright, my friend is a bit eccentric, please don't take offense."

Besides the bright-eyed and white-toothed Qu Feiyan, there was also a square-faced, hunched-back man in the courtyard, Qu Yang, the Right Envoy of the Sun Moon Sect!

"A guest has arrived from afar. I, the Sword Demon of Mount Hua, apologize for my rudeness. Please, esteemed guest, have some tea."

Lu Ming picked up the teacup, smelled it, and found no poison. He nodded slightly to Yue Lingshan, then tilted his head back and drank the tea in one gulp.

"I heard from Uncle Liu that you are an expert in music? I also know a little bit about it, how about we discuss it?"

Qu Yang's eyes brightened slightly. Regardless of whether one is on the righteous path or the demonic path, anyone who is proficient in music is no ordinary person.

"Very well, then I must experience it for myself. May I ask what instrument Young Master Lu is using?"

"Let's use the piano."

Looking at the handsome man who was like a celestial being, Qu Feiyan was somewhat infatuated. A handsome man who could play the zither had a fatal attraction for women!

Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng were unusually serious, preparing to await good news.

As fingertips glide across the strings, the sound of black men carrying a coffin arises spontaneously.

Soon, their expressions changed slightly. They looked at each other and saw the anger rising in each other's eyes.

Blasphemy!

This is clearly a desecration of music!

Only Qu Feiyan found it strange yet somewhat addictive; she didn't care whether it was proper or not, as long as it sounded good.

"Get lost, you brat!"

"Desecrating music! What a sin!"