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

Chapter 92 Searching for Relatives, a Journey to No Return

The mute old woman is very powerful; she is at least comparable to Master Dingyi.

Unfortunately, her strength was no match for Lu Ming. Besides his solid and profound internal energy, he also had rich combat experience, which the mute old woman could not compare to.

No matter how high one's martial arts skills are, without the corresponding mindset, one can still be defeated by the weak. Level of skill only determines the lower limit, not the absolute limit.

If that's the case, everyone can resolve the conflict by revealing their cultivation levels; why bother with fighting and killing?

Lu Ming stood up, his blue robes fluttering even without wind, a faint smile still on his face: "Before we make our move, there's something I'd like to ask. The Hengshan Sect should have a monk named Bujie, who is Yilin's father. But I asked the two nuns, and they both said they'd never seen him. Could you please enlighten me?"

"Sure, you'll see when I've chopped you into a human stick!"

Before she could finish speaking, the mute old woman unleashed a powerful claw strike imbued with immense internal force, its speed surpassing even the sonic boom of the wind. This single move was enough to kill a master of the strength of one of the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan Mountain in a surprise attack; no wonder she had the ability to dodge here.

He brought two fingers together and tapped the opening in his palm. A sharp pain made the mute old woman stagger back a few steps, her eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty, before suddenly turning gloomy.

"Faithless men deserve to die!"

He attacked again with his claw technique, this time employing a unique skill. His right hand formed a claw, while his left hand moved with unpredictable palm strikes, each move ruthless and deadly, showing absolutely no mercy.

Lu Ming used his movement technique to dodge, his brows furrowed slightly, and his fingers tapped repeatedly. Each tap landed on a flaw in her move, without causing any harm, hoping to make her back down.

But the opponent didn't care about any of that. His claw techniques darted left and right, all aimed at vital points. Powerful internal energy striking these areas could kill, whether it was the throat or the heart. He showed no mercy, attacking with all his might.

He dodged to the side, and with a swipe of his hand, a human skin mask was peeled off her face. Her previously old, ugly, and pockmarked face suddenly transformed; her skin became smooth, delicate, and wrinkle-free, her beauty unchanged, now possessing the allure of a mature woman. Her bright eyes were filled with surprise, yet also concealed barely suppressed anger and resentment.

"You lecherous scoundrel! You're asking for death! Yilin's husband must be devoted to her. You're courting death! Just like that faithless man, you both deserve to die!"

The mute old woman was enraged, so much so that even the bound, imposing figure trembled. Seemingly recalling some painful memory, she launched a furious and relentless attack, disregarding her own safety and fighting as if her life depended on it.

With the addition of the Wild Fist technique, his moves have too many flaws, and the longer the fight goes on, the more flaws appear. This is completely unlike Qiao Feng, who has perfected his martial arts, with very few flaws in each move. Often, when a flaw is seen, it is so fleeting that it can be mistaken for a trap to lure the enemy into a killing move.

"Calm down! I'm doing this to find Yilin's parents. We've already consummated our marriage. If you kill me, she'll become a widow!"

"Bah! To sleep with someone before marriage, ruining Yilin's reputation, you're a beast! A beast among beasts, a true dog!"

The mute old woman continued to risk her life for another, and it was unclear what had triggered her. She had initially maintained some semblance of rationality, but in the end, she recklessly activated her inner power, causing her eyes to turn bloodshot and showing signs of going berserk.

Headache!

Lu Ming had no choice but to restrain her, his tone becoming very unfriendly: "Didn't you call me a beast? Fine, then I'll show you what a beast really is!"

"How dare you! You beast!"

Rain pattered on the banana leaves, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Lu Ming's expression was strange: "Your cultivation technique has problems, and it's incomplete, somewhat like a furnace or cauldron."

The world is full of wonders, and martial arts techniques are as numerous as hairs on a cow. There is the "Nine Yang Divine Skill" that makes one immune to all poisons, and there is the "Yunmeng Mind-Capturing Technique" that captivates the soul. It is not surprising that there are techniques specifically for use as furnaces or cauldrons.

The "furnace" (or "cauldron") isn't necessarily a woman; it could be a man. Similarly, the person engaging in "sexual cultivation" isn't necessarily a woman; it could also be a man!

I learned this while chatting with Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang. They traveled all over the country, causing trouble and stealing valuable items, so they were very knowledgeable.

When Lu Ming first heard the news, he spat out his drink.

Men taking advantage of other men? Yes, it means exactly what it says.

Is this outrageous? It really is outrageous. Generally speaking, the practice of "yin-yang balance" emphasizes the harmony of yin and yang, but there are always strange and unusual martial arts techniques, which is not surprising.

There were even darker techniques, but they dared not show themselves, as they were almost wiped out by Zhang Laodao of Wudang. He slaughtered his way from south to north and from east to west, to the point that even the demonic sects had to keep their tails between their legs.

Legend has it that the founder of the Emei Sect died protecting Zhang Sanfeng from the siege of the demonic forces, sacrificing his life for Zhang Sanfeng's achievements.

I will remember this kindness, but whether it is true or not is unknown. Few people dare to gossip about the number one martial artist.

The mute old woman silently picked up her clothes and put them on. Her voice was a little hoarse, perhaps because the cultivation technique was no longer going berserk, and her tone became much gentler: "Yilin's father was a member of the Demonic Sect. He tricked me into practicing this technique. After I made some progress, he used my stamina to fertilize me, and that's how Yilin came to be."

"I don't know where he went, I only know he's a beast. If you ever see him, kill him and bring his head back to my parents' grave."

Lu Ming felt something was very wrong. The only demonic sect in the southern part of Sichuan was probably the Sun Moon Sect, but Sang San Niang had also said there was no practice of sexual cultivation involving the exploitation of the deceased's essence. Calling them demonic sects was purely a matter of differing ideologies; just look at the differences between the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect of Mount Hua.

"Let's start over and rebuild our skills. I'll teach you a technique so you can protect yourself in the future. I'll take good care of Yilin, so you don't need to worry."

The mute old woman turned her head away, her tone somewhat annoyed: "No need!"

Lu Ming turned her head around, staring at her intently: "Hmph! You just do what I tell you to do, wanting to be taught a lesson again? I'll find that person and kill him for you. Now learn internal energy, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

The mute old woman muttered something. She was no more than forty years old. She disguised herself as a deaf and mute old woman, partly to escape the nightmare's pursuit, and partly to take care of her daughter.

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Lu Ming left her the pills and turned to leave. What kind of nonsense was this? He came to help Yilin find her parents, but ended up getting involved in the fact that her father was a member of a demonic sect. This was too strange.

"Could it be that the other party has gone down a different path? Strange, I feel like I need to start thinking! Never mind, I don't want to think about it anymore."

After leaving the Hanging Temple, find Yilin and ask her to go find the mute old woman. Mother and daughter will always have a lot to say when they reunite.

I just received a notification that I've obtained a new entry; I'll check it later. Let's get down to business first.

Lu Ming then found Abbess Dingxian, who happened to be there as well: "Abbess, I'd like to go to the Scripture Pavilion. As a betrothal gift for Yilin, I'll teach you the Myriad Flowers Sword Technique."

The sword techniques of the Five Mountains Sword Sect are now incomplete because the elders died in the war against the Demonic Sect, causing the lineage to break. He had seen Master Dingyi's Myriad Flowers Sword Technique, and some parts were disjointed, more like a patchwork.

Master Dingyi stared at Lu Ming, her tone somewhat puzzled: "How do you know the Myriad Flower Sword Technique?"

"Learn it first, and is this how you talk to the future sect leader? Go back tonight and recite the Pure Heart Sutra ten times with me!"

Lu Ming made a small joke, then, with his longsword in hand, began to use the Myriad Flowers Sword Technique.