Martial Arts Crossover: Zhao Min, your sidekick is really something else.

Xiao Yaoqing temporarily put aside his thoughts on studying the Mingyu Gong, walked to the bedside, and gently lifted the sleeve of Lianxing's left arm.

His snow-white arms were revealed, and he whispered, "Bear with it."

"Um……"

Lianxing responded softly and closed her eyes.

At that moment, she felt a warm sensation near her ear. Xiao Yaoqing leaned closer and whispered, "Use the Mingyu Skill to protect your meridians, and then use the Qiankun Great Shift to disperse the pain. It will be easier."

The blush she had managed to suppress suddenly spread to her face and ears.

Lianxing didn't dare open her eyes, afraid that even her pupils would turn pink. Her heart softened: Brother Xiao Yaoqing is so gentle. She couldn't help but compare Xiao Yaoqing with her sister Yaoyue in her mind, and every time she came to the same conclusion - how could her sister compare to him even a little bit?

Fortunately, Xiao Zhao was standing behind Xiao Yaoqing, which conveniently blocked him from whispering to Lianxing. If Zhao Min had seen them, who knows what kind of commotion would have ensued.

Lianxing nodded, indicating that she was ready.

Xiao Yaoqing stood up straight and took a deep breath.

But just then, Xiao Zhao's voice suddenly became flustered: "Young...Young Master..."

"Um?"

Xiao Yaoqing turned to look at her, raising an eyebrow slightly. "What's wrong?"

Xiao Zhao stared at Lianxing lying on the bed, her eyes filled with pity and heartache: "Weren't we supposed to treat Lianxing's hand and foot disabilities? But why... did we have to break her hands and feet again?"

Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, as if she were feeling wronged on behalf of Lianxing.

Lianxing was startled and opened her eyes to look at Xiao Zhao—those eyes were full of genuine worry, not an act.

Her heart suddenly softened: Was she... really sad for me?

In that instant, Lianxing's attitude towards Xiaozhao changed silently.

Before Xiao Yaoqing could speak, Zhao Min stood up and explained, "Her limbs have been crippled for too long; her bones and meridians have long since solidified. To fully recover, they would have to break down and then grow back."

"what?"

After hearing this, Xiao Zhao's eyes reddened, and tears welled up, filled with heartache.

She almost blurted out, "Sister Lianxing is so pitiful!"

But she still forced herself to swallow it back.

Xiao Zhao thought to herself, what if this Miss Lianxing is the one who hates this kind of sympathy the most?

She actually guessed right.

If she had actually said those words, Lianxing's newly formed feelings of affection for her would probably have vanished in the blink of an eye.

A layer of silvery-white light emanated from Xiao Yaoqing's hands.

The Iron Palm Clan's ancestral secret technique, Iron Palm.

He aimed at Lianxing's left hand and left foot, and exerted force at the same time.

"Click—click—"

Two crisp cracking sounds, the sound of bones dislocating, were clearly audible.

"Hmm!"

Lianxing gritted her teeth, her lips pressed into a thin line.

The excruciating pain shot straight to my head.

But she possessed profound inner strength and managed to withstand the pain without crying out.

"ah--"

It was Xiao Zhao who screamed.

She covered her eyes with her hands and bit her lower lip, as if she were in pain herself.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Min's eyes.

She stared at Lianxing, feeling a surge of admiration for her.

The pain of having one's hands and feet broken so violently would definitely make her scream out loud.

But this girl actually endured it?

However, Zhao Min's first thought was not that Lianxing knew martial arts.

She just felt that this girl had suffered too much hardship for so many years due to her disability.

This pain is nothing compared to the suffering she has endured before.

Thinking of this, Zhao Min felt even more pity.

Actually, she had felt sorry for Lianxing from the beginning, but now it's just gotten worse.

Xiao Yaoqing had never formally studied medicine.

But he knows too much; he knows exactly what the human body's meridians and bones look like.

It didn't take much effort to reconnect Lianxing's bones and meridians.

He took the Black Jade Broken Heart Ointment and carefully applied it to Lianxing's hands and feet.

To be honest, Xiao Yaoqing knew in his heart that the medicine in Zhao Min's hands might not all be genuine.

In the original story, didn't they torment Wudang's Third Uncle and Sixth Uncle to the point of near death?

But there's no need to worry about that now.

In Zhao Min's eyes, Lianxing had neither any value to be used nor any conflict of interest.

At most, it was just that she was temporarily soft-hearted and had a good deed.

After applying the ointment, I wrapped the wound with a clean white cotton cloth.

"Young master, wash your hands."

Without being told, Xiao Zhao had already brought a basin of warm water and was standing by, waiting.

While wiping his hands, Xiao Yaoqing said to Lianxing, "Take good care of yourself, and you'll be fine in about a hundred days."

Lianxing then opened her eyes, her eyes red-rimmed.

Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San stood not far outside the main tent, their eyes fixed on Xiao Yaoqing's tent with gloomy expressions.

Ah San narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice, saying, "Brother, why do you think that guy surnamed Xiao deserves so much attention from the master?"

Ah Er chimed in, "That's right, brother, you can see it too. That guy doesn't have any martial arts skills at all; he's just an ordinary mortal."

"Our master actually made us kneel and bow to him?"

"Brother, I feel so choked up."

Ah Da glanced at them and sighed heavily, "Do you think I'm happy now?"

His eyes darkened, and he slowly said, "An ordinary person with no martial arts skills can sit on equal footing with the master, drinking tea and chatting... Could he have some extraordinary background?"

Suddenly, Ah San thought of something and said urgently, "Big brother, second brother, do you think this guy surnamed Xiao might be a member of the royal family?"

Before he could finish speaking, a cold laugh came from the side.

"Royalty? Hahahaha—"

The three men frowned simultaneously and hissed towards the source of the voice, "Who's there?"

A man in black robes, wielding a sword, walked out with a mocking expression on his face.

The three men were taken aback, then quickly cupped their hands in greeting: "Greetings, Young Prince!"

They didn't know Xiao Yaoqing, but they recognized Zha Yadu's face.

Zha Yadu naturally knew that these three were Zhao Min's servants, and he was also aware that they were quite skilled in martial arts.

Her smile vanished, replaced by a cold expression: "Judging from your tone, you also look down on that Xiao Yaoqing?"

The three of them were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other.

Ah Da quickly asked, "Young Prince... do you know who he is?"

"he?"

Zha Ya snorted, his eyes blazing with anger and murderous intent: "He's just like you, nothing more than Minmin's dog!"

"What?!"

All three of them were stunned.

Ah Da looked incredulous: "But the master's attitude towards him..."

Zha Yadu smirked and slowly added, "Tsk tsk, I really feel sorry for you guys."

Zha Yadu just saw Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San come out of Xiao Yaoqing's tent with his own eyes, and they kept turning back every three steps.

He knew perfectly well that Zhao Min and Xiao Yaoqing were inside that tent.

Looking at the expressions on the faces of those three people, Zha Yadu felt a sense of unease.

So he quietly crept up to the three men and began to listen intently.

Listening to the three people whispering amongst themselves, they were all trying to guess Xiao Yaoqing's background.

Moreover, he could detect something in that tone that really stirred something within him.

For example, the attitude of those three people towards Xiao Yaoqing was far from good.

He even harbored a small amount of anger inside.

In this way, the abacus beads in Zha Yadu's mind started clicking and clattering.

He had known for a long time who Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San were, and he was also aware of their skills.

In a one-on-one fight, the three of them are inferior to the Xuanming Elders.

But if the three of them joined forces, and the Xuanming Elders didn't use their Xuanming Divine Palm, a draw wouldn't be a problem!

No matter how good Xiao Yaoqing is at fighting, can he really beat the Xuanming Elders?

That's right, Zha Yadu harbored this confidence that seemed to come out of nowhere.

He had personally witnessed how fierce Xiao Yaoqing could be when he took action.

They knew Xiao Yaoqing's skills were no joke.

But he had never seen Xiao Yaoqing confront the Xuanming Elders!

So in his mind, when the Xuanming Elders were running rampant in the martial arts world, Xiao Yaoqing probably hadn't even been born yet.

Of course, the two elders of Xuanming would not listen to him at all.

But these three people in front of me are different!

Anyone who saw these three would think they weren't very bright. So, in just a few words, Zha Yadu explained the "grievances" the three had suffered in the main tent.

It's been magnified quite a bit.

Zha Ya stared at the three men, a cold smile playing on his lips, and said:

"That Xiao Yaoqing just happened to be in the right place at the right time and did something by chance."

"Someone like this doesn't deserve such special treatment from your master?"

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Zha Yadu even smacked his lips exaggeratedly, and added:

"I truly feel sorry for you. You've followed your master for so many years, working tirelessly and without complaint, only to have some hothead ride on your neck and shit on you in the end!"

"well……"

After saying this, Zha Yadu sighed heavily, looking utterly disappointed in his son.

He then turned and left without delay.

The three people who remained in place were already spitting fire in their eyes.

These three people are indeed not very bright.

The Indian man was so angry he was panting heavily, and he growled in a muffled voice:

Zha Yadu hid behind the tent, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

The regretful look from before was gone, replaced by a gloomy expression.

He stared at Xiao Yaoqing's tent, his eyes full of calculation.

"The young prince is right! Why should that useless guy with no internal energy be allowed to dominate us?"

"that is!"

Ah Er chimed in, "The young prince just said that kid was lucky?"

"Could it be that we just stumbled upon this by sheer luck on Bright Summit?"

Ah San snorted coldly, his tone filled with hatred: "If we hadn't been sent out on errands by our master, how would it have been his turn?"

"Big brother, we need to teach him a lesson!"

Zha Yadu's smile deepened.

He stood there, staring coldly at Xiao Yaoqing's tent.

Ah Da finally spoke up: "It's certain that he'll be taught a lesson."

"But we can't let the owner know."

"Otherwise, we'll all be in deep trouble."

Ah Er and Ah San exchanged a glance and nodded.

The three of them were about to say something when they suddenly froze.

Zhao Min came out of Xiao Yaoqing's tent.

The three quickly dispersed, pretending nothing had happened.

Xiao Zhao also came out carrying a basin of water.

Now only Xiao Yaoqing and Lianxing remain in the tent.

Lianxing lay on the bed, her face slightly flushed, her eyes fixed on Xiao Yaoqing.

"Brother, do I really have to wait a hundred days for my hands and feet to heal?"

Xiao Yaoqing shook his head: "It won't take that long."

"An ordinary person needs a hundred days, but you have profound internal strength, so your recovery speed is twice that of an ordinary person."