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

Chapter 96 Yue Lingshan is pregnant, and meets with Old Zhang.

Wudang Mountain is located in the Central Plains, and is a hundred times more prosperous than Sichuan. Even the small towns have city walls five zhang high, and the soldiers are strong and healthy, far superior to those who are just filling in the ranks.

At the foot of the mountain, the group had just entered a teahouse when the waiter recognized the two Wudang heroes. He quickly opened the reserved private room for them and promptly served them tea, snacks, and braised beef.

Such treatment is enough to show the prestige of the Wudang Sect in the area; even Huayin City, located at the foot of the Huashan Sect, is far from having such a deterrent effect.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and he smiled and said, "I have witnessed the splendor of Wudang today, and its reputation is well-deserved. This can be seen from the local residents. Practicing martial arts is not difficult; winning people's hearts is the most difficult thing."

Yu Erxia's cold face also showed a hint of pride. He said modestly, "It is all because our master taught us to prioritize chivalry when traveling in the martial world. We disciples are ignorant and our martial arts are not good, but we still do our duty. It is all because of the kindness of the martial world."

Zhang Wuxia nodded in agreement and poured tea for the three of them: "Yes, we've finally reached the foot of the mountain. Thank you for your hard work, Sect Leader Lu. After we rest, shall we go up the mountain?"

Yue Lingshan did not come along. She had vomited before setting off, and only after taking her pulse did she discover that she was pregnant. So she stayed in Hengshan to recuperate, and would return to Huashan with Abbess Dingxian after some time.

If one engages in sexual activity daily, in sufficient quantity and quality, and is otherwise healthy, this is to be expected.

As a new mother, Yue Lingshan usually stays at her home, where the environment is better and she feels more at ease.

She can also discuss precautions for pregnant women with Lin Shiyin.

If it were an ordinary woman, she certainly wouldn't want her husband to leave her while she's pregnant. But after they started living together, they could see each other every day, so it wasn't really like they were living apart.

Therefore, only Lu Ming, Yu Erxia, and Zhang Wuxia came this time. Lin Xian'er had left ahead of time on her way to Hengshan Sect, looking mysterious, so no one bothered to find out what she was planning.

"It's alright. As soon as possible, Yu Sanxia will recover and fulfill his promise."

Lu Ming lowered his head to sip his tea, his gaze subtly drifting into the distance. There, a middle-aged couple was selling sesame cakes; they appeared simple and honest, but in reality, they had been keeping a close watch on what was happening in their area.

Without the Purple Cloud Divine Skill and the attribute boost, he might not have noticed. Judging by appearance alone, one couldn't tell who they belonged to, but one thing was certain: they harbored ill intentions!

Seeing that neither of the two Wudang heroes had noticed, he didn't say anything and silently devoured the tea and snacks. His speed left Zhang Cuishan speechless. "Are you starving?" he thought.

After eating and drinking their fill and resting for a quarter of an hour, the three set off again.

The middle-aged couple in the distance exchanged a glance. One used his light-footed skill to follow, while the other picked up a carrying pole and left, calling out his wares, clearly to inform the other of the situation.

At the foot of the mountain stands a huge archway, with the three characters "Wudang Sect" engraved on marble in a vigorous and elegant regular script, creating a sense of artistic conception.

As you ascend the steps, you'll encounter many Wudang disciples and pilgrims along the way. The arrival of these pilgrims also brings in a considerable income; the Hengshan Sect also receives some, though less frequently.

Using his lightness skill, he arrived at the mountain gate square in less than a quarter of an hour.

Song Yuanqiao, dressed in a blue and white Taoist robe, with white hair and a jade bun, stood tall and straight before the mountain gate, his expression calm and solemn, displaying the demeanor of a renowned master. Although Zhang Sanfeng had not passed on his skills to him, he had been managing all the affairs of the sect for many years and also held the position of acting sect leader; it was only a matter of time before he took over as sect leader.

Behind him stood a young man in his twenties, with a handsome face and a sword at his waist. He was none other than Song Qingshu, the foremost of the third generation of Wudang disciples, also known as the Jade-Faced Mengchang.

Upon seeing the three arrive, Song Yuanqiao stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "I am Song Yuanqiao. We are deeply grateful to Headmaster Lu for traveling all this way."

Song Qingshu was somewhat puzzled and whispered to Mo Shenggu beside him, "Seventh Uncle, isn't he a disciple of the Huashan Sect? When did he become the sect leader?"

Even without using telepathic communication, speaking softly is tantamount to speaking in someone's ear in front of a master with profound internal strength.

Mo Shenggu coughed lightly: "Stop talking, your father is watching you."

Song Qingshu turned his head and was immediately startled to see his father, Song Yuanqiao, staring at him with angry eyes.

"You'll have to copy the Tao Te Ching ten times later!"

Turning his head apologetically, he said, "I, Song, have failed in my duty to raise my son. He has been rude and impudent. I hope Sect Leader Lu will forgive him."

Lu Ming felt a little smug. This Song Qingshu must be Zhou Zhiruo's lapdog, right? What a pity, the Zhou girl he's been longing for has already consummated her marriage with him!

"It's alright. Take me to see Yu Sanxia first. The sooner he gets better, the more at ease everyone will be."

Song Yuanqiao showed no arrogance of a major sect, turned to the side and made an inviting gesture, leading the way.

The Wudang disciples present all felt strange. When did the acting sect leader start treating a young man with such courtesy?

And they even claim to be the sect leader, but this looks like an unknown, small sect. Otherwise, why would the sect leader be so young?

It's not that I'm judging people by their appearance, but Lu Ming looks too young and handsome. Such a young hero might be believable as the heir of a duke, but it's hard to believe he's the leader of a sect.

Lu Ming followed behind, looking around as he went.

Grand! Solemn! And very wealthy!

The sect's heritage is evident in every aspect, with the mountain gate and front hall undoubtedly being the first impressions. Neatly paved roads with blue bricks and stones, palaces and pavilions arranged in a pleasing manner, and wisps of sandalwood incense smoke rising from a large cauldron in the center, all exude the aura of a prestigious and righteous sect.

Not far away, in the martial arts training ground, you can see Wudang disciples practicing their skills. Tourists are kept at a distance, making it very difficult to secretly learn from them. At a distance of ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), it's extremely difficult.

Without the accompanying mental cultivation techniques and formulas, even if others see it, they won't learn the essence. This is only the training area for novice disciples; the elite and true disciples are on the other side.

"As expected of the Wudang Sect, its foundation is far stronger than that of the Huashan Sect. Perhaps one day, the Huashan Sect will also be so prosperous and flourishing."

Having witnessed the profound foundation of major sects, I have gained considerable insights into how to manage the Hengshan Sect. Disciples with high martial arts skills can enhance the sect's reputation when traveling the martial world, but the sect's headquarters cannot be too shabby, otherwise, it will greatly diminish its image.

Small, unorthodox sects don't need to care about these things, but to truly build a large sect, there's still a lot more to it.

The group passed through the Zixiao Palace and ascended the steps to the back mountain. There were fewer disciples stationed here, but their strength had increased, with many reaching the peak of the Innate Realm.

Song Yuanqiao further explained, "My master has already taken my third brother to his residence, so this trip is also to visit him. Thanks to Headmaster Lu, although we are disciples, we have probably only seen our master a handful of times."

"Haha, Master Song, you flatter me. I am the one who benefited from your presence. I have long admired Master Zhang's name, and to have the honor of meeting him is a long-cherished wish of every martial artist."

Lu Ming cupped his hands and smiled, saying, "The martial world isn't just about fighting and killing; there's also mutual flattery and everyone helping each other out."

A small courtyard nestled in the woods, surrounded by green bamboo on the mountainside.

When Lu Ming saw Zhang Sanfeng, he was somewhat incredulous. The chubby, white-haired old Taoist priest looked at Song Yuanqiao bowing to him. Who else could this be but Zhang Sanfeng?

Zhang Sanfeng raised an eyebrow: "Kid, are you disappointed by the lack of an otherworldly, ethereal air?"