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"Although it's not a powerful offensive ability, it's definitely the most suitable for me."

Since becoming a cultivator, Huang Yu has learned many spells and will learn even more in the future!

Ordinary people would find it difficult to master a single technique even after ten or twenty years, but Huang Yu mastered it effortlessly.

Moreover, as his professions increase and he advances, the various forms of power within Huang Yu's body will inevitably increase and become stronger!

This necessitates taking into account the issue of balance.

Huang Yu now possesses multiple spells and various professional talents, and the reason he can still handle things with ease is entirely because his life force is strong enough!

It's like a container; the stronger the container, the more powerful the force it can hold!

Theoretically speaking, as long as his life force is strong enough, Huang Yu doesn't need to worry about the conflict of power at all.

The problem is, what I fear is that my life won't keep up with the rate at which my power is increasing...

After all, with the help of the professional panel, Huang Yu's progress was too fast.

“Yin-Yang balance…” Wu Ruilan murmured, pondering its specific meaning, then her eyes suddenly lit up: “This ability is good, it’s very suitable for a pharmacist!”

"I had some doubts before, but now I'm certain that you will surpass me on the path of alchemy in the future!"

Huang Yu asked in confusion, "Why do you say that?"

Wu Ruilan sighed, "What we pharmacists fear most when making medicine is the conflict between medicinal properties. Sometimes, adding too much or too little of a single herb can ruin an entire dose of medicine."

"Furthermore, when using certain special methods to refine medicine, energy conflicts may even lead to phenomena such as explosions!"

"Countless pharmacists in Fujiyama have been killed by conflicting energies while researching new drugs."

"If your ability is truly as you say, capable of balancing various energies, then you are a true blessing to the pharmacist."

"You can refine medicines and research new drugs to your heart's content without any danger, and the success rate of refining medicines will even increase greatly."

After a pause, Wu Ruilan added enviously, "Even some medicines that are theoretically impossible to refine become a reality in your hands!!"

At this point, Huang Yu's eyes lit up; that was indeed the case!

It's not just limited to alchemy; this Yin-Yang balance ability can also be applied to weapon crafting, which can greatly increase the success rate of weapon crafting!

Chapter 34 Farewell

Another week later.

Wu Ruilan sighed and tossed a large copy of the "Tengshan Pharmacopoeia" to Huang Yu.

Huang Yu took it and saw that it contained records of various medicines from Tengshan, including formulas, efficacy, contraindications, inventors, etc., which can be described as the crystallization of the experience of Tengshan pharmacists throughout the ages.

Moreover, it also contains Wu Ruilan's densely packed handwritten notes, detailing the actual experimental results and various improvement ideas, condensing Wu Ruilan's decades-long career in medicine making.

This is great stuff!

Huang Yu flipped through the pages with great interest, but what did Wu's mother mean by this? Was she leaving?

He asked directly, "Aunt Wu, are you giving me your most treasured possession already?"

Wu Ruilan sighed, "I've taught you everything I could personally. Now it's all about accumulating experience. You'll have to practice and learn on your own!"

"Since that's the case, I might as well give you this notebook to save you some time, and I can also get away to do what I want to do."

Huang Yu's expression turned serious: "Is there any progress on the 'Barefoot Doctor's Manual' project?"

Wu Ruilan nodded: "Yes, I will first visit a few old friends in the medical field. I think if I'm going to do it, I should do it to the best of my ability."

"There will always be shortcomings when I'm alone. It's better to find more people and brainstorm together than to do it all by myself!"

"This book will likely be published in several regional versions at the same time, not just in Fujian."

Huang Yu nodded with a smile: "Then I wish Aunt Wu all the best!"

……

At the entrance of the villa, Huang Yu and Wu Gensheng were seeing off Wu Ruilan and the other two.

"Aunt Wu, please be careful on the road!"

Huang Yu walked up to Wu Ruilan and placed a jade bracelet in her hand: "This is a protective magic artifact I made. It can automatically defend and repair itself. As long as it does not exceed the defense threshold, the defense will not be broken."

"I didn't expect you to be a weapon refiner." Wu Ruilan looked surprised and delighted, then said with a kind expression, "Don't worry, with Lao Feng and Yan Wen protecting me, I'll be fine."

"I'm not someone to be trifled with, you old woman!"

Beside them, Iron Shirt Old Feng and Tattooed Man Yan Wen nodded in agreement, patting their chests as they assured him:

"Yes, leave Aunt Wu to us. We'll protect her!"

"Anyone who wants to mess with Mother Wu will have to get through my chest first!"

"We are honored to be able to follow Mother Wu to do great things!"

Huang Yu cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to the two men: "Then I'll leave it to you two brothers!"

During this time, Huang Yu also learned about the two of them. The group got to know each other through a misunderstanding, but they got along quite well.

Old Feng, whose family inherited the Iron Shirt skill, was originally a bodyguard in the martial arts world. Later, his daughter fell ill with a strange disease, and Old Feng sought medical help everywhere but to no avail.

Later, with guidance from people in the industry, Lao Feng found Wu's mother.

To save Old Feng's daughter, Aunt Wu devoted herself to preparing medicine for over a hundred days before finally curing her strange illness.

Old Feng became completely devoted to Wu's mother because of this, and after settling his daughter in, he stayed by her side.

Yan Wen, the tattooed man, is a native of Baiyue Mountain. He went astray while practicing tattooing and was attacked by the Yin spirit of the mountain lord sealed in his tattoo, leaving him in critical condition.

At the time, Wu's mother happened to be gathering herbs nearby, so she stepped in to suppress the evil spirit of the mountain lord for Yan Wen and helped him recover.

Yan Wen immediately knelt down, crying and begging to follow Mother Wu. He said he wanted to repay her kindness, but in reality, he was afraid that the evil spirit would turn against him again.

"Alright, that's enough."

Wu Ruilan patted Huang Yu's hand: "Go and forge your own path. Don't neglect your alchemy skills. If you create any interesting formulas, remember to send me a copy."

After saying that, Wu Ruilan led Lao Feng and Yan Wen down the mountain.

Huang Yu and Wugensheng stood on the mountain, watching them descend.

After a long silence, Wugensheng suddenly said, "Brother Wuming, I'm about to leave."

Huang Yu raised an eyebrow slightly: "You're leaving too?"

Wugensheng nodded: "Yes, after seeing what you did, including saving those children and guiding Mother Wu onto her own path, I feel like I've grasped something."

"But that's not enough. I need to see more and experience more before I can find my own path!"

Looking at Wugensheng, Huang Yu felt a slight sense of感慨 (gan3kai3, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and awe), thinking that Wugensheng was about to begin his transformation into the leader of the Quanxing Sect.

One day, when Wugensheng truly understands what he wants, news of him becoming the leader of the Quanxing Sect will probably spread.

The leader of Quanxing Sect? Ha, being the leader of this sect is no easy task.

"I wish you find your own path soon," Huang Yu said.

"Lend your auspicious words."

Wugensheng chuckled, took a flask of wine from his waist, and suggested, "Brother Wuming, we've been through thick and thin together, so why don't you tell me your true identity?"

"I really consider you a friend, and I'm even thinking of going for a drink with you sometime!"

"Look, I've specially prepared a pot of the finest Daughter's Red wine today."

Huang Yu shook his head and said, "Wu Gensheng, you always say I'm not sincere enough, but what about you? Where have you been sincere?"

"I'm asking you, is your real name Wugensheng? I've never heard of the surname Wu before!"

After a long silence, Wugensheng slowly said, "Indeed, I was not sincere enough."

“Brother Wuming, would you like to hear my story? I’ve never told anyone before, but you’re my mentor, so I’d like to tell you.”

Without waiting for Huang Yu's reply, Wugensheng began to speak to himself:

"My real name is Feng Yao. I was born during the Guangxu era. I am from Lantian, Shaanxi."

“When I was born, my mother was exhausted and starved to death. A Taoist priest surnamed Feng took me in, and I took his surname.”

He said I had a pair of very discerning eyes, so he named me Feng Yao.

Huang Yu remained silent. Wu Gensheng truly acknowledged him; otherwise, he wouldn't have revealed his secret.

After a long while, Huang Yu's lips curled up slightly. This Wugensheng is a remarkable person!

Interesting! Let's be friends with him!

He looked into Wugensheng's eyes and said earnestly, "Huang Yu! My name is Huang Yu!"

"Brother Feng Yao, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Wugensheng burst into laughter and handed the pot of Daughter's Red wine to Huang Yu.

"drink!"

"Come!"

Huang Yu took the wine and took a big gulp!

It is indeed a fine wine, with a slightly sweet taste and a rich, savory aroma and mellow flavor.

After finishing his drink, he handed the wine jug back to Wugensheng.

Wugensheng also took a big gulp and laughed loudly, "Good wine! Hahaha!"

"I've been very happy these past few days, but all good things must come to an end. Brother Huang Yu, I'm leaving!"

"Well, see you again in the martial world!"

After a round of drinks, Wugensheng, lightly equipped, headed down the mountain.

Huang Yu stood on the mountain, watching the others leave for the second time.

He didn't feel anything bad, just a little sentimental, thinking that the world of martial arts was both cruel and unrestrained.

This is part of the myriad experiences of life that he will encounter.

Before Huang Yu could finish his reflection, some voices came from behind him.

Huang Yu turned around and found that they were the remaining children from the mountain villa.