Xingtie: Starting with an in-depth analysis of the Yellow Springs

Sailor Moon.

[Yun Li: Heh heh, how about that? My taste is pretty good, isn't it?]

[A pure and beautiful goddess!]

[Silver Branch: Miss March, your outfit is truly stunning. The clean and chic design perfectly showcases your vivacity and energy, like the sunlight breaking through the clouds at dawn, dazzling and captivating. However… do you admit that the beauty of the Pure Goddess is unparalleled?]

[March 7th: Ah... how... how did we suddenly get to the Pure Beauty Goddess?]

[Silver Branch: It seems I'm still not good with words.]

[Rin: Not good with words? Is that... right?]

[Hu Tao: Sister March, you're so beautiful.] (Netizen)

[March 7th: Haha, thank you everyone. Xiao Tao, you too.]

Now that everything is ready, let's start practicing swordsmanship.

Yanqing mainly teaches footwork, while Yunli focuses more on power generation techniques.

This sword-training journey also gradually came to an end amidst the bickering between the two little ones.

Although it was Yanqing and Yunli's first time teaching, they still gave Sanyueqi strict guidance, since both of them were passionate about swordsmanship.

It must be said that March 7th has good talent, and his dual-sword skills have already reached a certain level.

During my sword practice, I developed my own set of sword techniques: Left Green Dragon, Right White Tiger, Eat Less Carbohydrates!

[Feixiao: These two children are quite young, but their swordsmanship is truly impressive.]

[March 7th: This made me so excited! I wish I could go to the Immortal Ship right now and become apprentices to those two little masters.]

[Fufu: Their daily bickering is really interesting.]

[Yanqing: Miss March has made such progress in just over ten days, it's truly amazing.]

[March 7th: Really? Does that mean I can defeat both of my masters?]

[Yun Li: If you want to defeat us, you'll probably need to train for decades. Besides, we're constantly improving too.]

[March 7th: Oh, I see...]

[Yanqing: Sword practice requires diligent study and hard work. Miss Sanyue has already done very well. Haste makes waste.]

On the eve of the martial arts ceremony, Yun Li and Yan Qing also planned to give March 7 a day off.

At this moment, Yao Qingxianzhou and Jiao Qiu, with a smile, came to the three of them with gossip in their hands.

"I heard that the two disciples of Generals Luo Fu and Zhu Ming were originally scheduled to compete in the martial arts arena, but for some reason they suddenly joined forces to teach their disciple. This rumor is actually true."

The three looked at each other, as if to say: Who is he?

"Tomorrow is the day of the martial arts ceremony. Instead of honing your skills, why are you two still here engrossed in teaching?" Jiaoqiu asked familiarly.

Yun Li suddenly felt that the person in front of her was somewhat familiar. "You are... that... uh, that... right! Yao Qing's pink-furred fox!"

[Ying: Eightfold Son of God! 】

[Star: No, he's Yaoqing's scallion, ginger, and garlic.]

[Eight God Son: Traveler...]

It's the pink-haired auntie.

【Yatae Shenzi: Smile.jpg】

[Pink-haired older sister...]

"Pfft..." Upon hearing the name of the pink-haired fox, March 7th couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Pepper Hill: "What are you laughing at? You're pink-haired too!"

"I am Jiaoqiu, a physician under General Yaoqing."

Yun Li guessed, "Are you a contestant sent by Yao Qing to participate in the martial arts ceremony, so you came here to learn from others?"

[Feixiao: Jiaoqiu, why didn't you say so sooner? Your general is proficient in all martial arts and wanted to learn; just tell me directly.]

[Moze: I... uh, you probably won't come to me to learn martial arts.]

[Pepper Hill: ...]

[Ying: I didn't expect Jiaoqiu to have such a temper, hahaha, it's so cute.]

Pink hair is great, everyone's pink!

"You flatter me. Jiaoqiu was only sent by the general to handle some official business and had no intention of disturbing your teaching. Please forgive me, I will be leaving now."

Yun Li: "Then what were you laughing about just now?"

Jiaoqiu, having some insights into what to learn on March 7th, couldn't help but come over.

From his professional experience, he sees that although cleavers and cutting knives are all knives, just like cooking—frying, stir-frying, boiling, deep-frying—they all involve techniques. How to use them depends on the characteristics of the ingredients themselves.

"It's like the swordsmanship of the two of you. If we follow the ingredients—I mean the disciple's nature—and use a more suitable cooking method—I mean, teach her techniques that are more suited to her nature, she can achieve twice the result with half the effort!"

[March 7th: You're trying to boil me alive! Help! Someone's here...a fox is trying to eat people.]

[Xiangling: Cooking skills come easily to him; it seems Mr. Jiaoqiu is also a food enthusiast.]

[Star: I suggest adding some cilantro to the pot for the March 7th festival.]

[March 7th: Star! You really dare to dream... But why add cilantro? Aren't I fragrant enough?]

【Suck it, it smells good! 】

[Jiaoqiu: Medicine and food are inseparable; a doctor who doesn't aspire to be a chef is not a good doctor. ...Cilantro is an evil substance.]

The most important thing in life is knowing when to stop.

[Grandpa Tail: See that? You're such a coward, be careful you don't get boiled into... Huoxiang Zhengqi Water (a traditional Chinese medicine for relieving ailments) by peppercorns.]

[Huo Huo: Waaaaah! Huo Huo, don't let me be eaten... or drunk!]

[Jiaoqiu: Hey, I'm worried about your mental state. Don't be afraid of the little girl, he's just teasing you.]

[Huo Huo: Really? Then tell me, does the fox lie to the fox?]

[Jiaoqiu: A fox doesn't lie to another fox.]

After Jiao Qiu finished listing a series of dishes, the others understood what he meant and started drooling.

That was a longing for food.

This is the first time I've ever seen someone make several people hungry.

Jiaoqiu explained, "It's a metaphor, I added a bit of metaphor. I'm a disciple of the Ranzhi School, and I have a particular fondness for food therapy, so I know a little about cooking."

[Ying: It's Paimon, I added some Paimon.]

[Paimon: Luminous! You really wanted to eat me!]

[Star: It's cilantro. I added some cilantro.]

[Jiaoqiu: Hehe... You're sitting at a table by yourself.]

[Ring: It's a joke, I added a bit of a joke.]

[Silver Wolf: I see a small amount of plot within a large number of memes.]

[The phrase "染指" comes from the Zuo Zhuan. When Prince Song entered the palace, his index finger trembled, indicating that there would be delicious food. Sure enough, after entering the palace, the chefs were slaughtering a large turtle to make soup.]

Yun Li understood. "So you're the general's cook?"

"Ahem, a physician! A cook who doesn't want to be a physician isn't a good general's advisor. Fine, just consider me a cook."

Seeing the three people's bewildered looks, Jiaoqiu knew that it would be pointless to say anything.

"Actually, I'm not completely ignorant about killing techniques. After all, medicine is an art that combines life and death."

“Adults trying to get revenge on kids…sigh.” March 7th sighed to Yanqing and Yunli, seemingly with a hint of pity for Jiaoqiu.

It's hard! Don't I have any pride?! Let me scare you all.

Jiaoqiu then took out a sealed bottle of medicine; the bottle was bright red, seemingly indicating its toxicity.

Do you recognize this object?

Yanqing, Yunli, and March 7: "We don't know them."

Why did you swing your sword in Chapter 150?

Paimon: What great teamwork!

[Feixiao: It seems you really enjoy playing with kids. I never realized before. Jiaoqiu...you're such a big kid at heart.]

[Mozawa: I didn't realize.]

[Jiaoqiu: ...It's a rare business trip, so consider this a chance to let loose a little of my true nature.]

[Star: March, you always say I have low emotional intelligence, but you're not much better.]

[Bai Zhu: The medical profession is indeed intertwined with life and death; no one understands the weaknesses of the human body better than a doctor.]

[Bai Lu: A good diet leads to a good mood, and a good mood helps fight off illness. So, Doctor Jiaoqiu, please make sure General Feixiao eats plenty of good food.]

[Jiaoqiu: Thank you, Your Highness, I've remembered.]

"This is called Epilepsy Powder! It's a decoction made from the extract and concentration of a rare flower from beyond the borders called Yabulu."

Yanqing: "Poison?"

"Alas, whether it's poison or a life-saving medicine depends on the healer's intentions. Before performing procedures like bone-breaking surgery, skull-opening, or abdominal surgery, just a drop can make a patient numb to pain. But..."

"If the dosage is higher and the concentration is greater, it will slow down metabolism, causing blood to flow slowly and even leading to loss of the five senses—even immortal beings who are immune to aging and disease cannot avoid this."

"This thing can save lives and kill people; it's far more useful than your swords and blades," Jiaoqiu said with a smile.

[Silver Wolf: @Blade]

[Blade: Can you sell them? Give me a case.]

[Jiaoqiu: Ah... listen carefully, this is poison! A whole case... you're going to drink it like a beverage!]

[Billy: This guy really wants to die.]

Yanqing, putting his hand on his conscience, said, "Yanqing still prefers to place the outcome on the sword, rather than... uh..."

"I did misunderstand you. You're not a weak scholar, you're a shameless one." Yun Li didn't care about his feelings.

"Hey, hey, why are you swearing?" Jiaoqiu said, feeling wronged. "I was just sharing medical knowledge with everyone, not inciting you to poison people."

"Mr. Jiaoqiu gets all excited when he talks about poison. I don't know if he's being upright or treacherous..." Yanqing clearly didn't quite believe him.

"Suppose there are two people, one standing there cunningly and despicably, and the other lying down openly and honestly. Tell me, what means does the one lying down have to accuse the one standing up?"

At this point, Jiaoqiu opened her eyes, her smile gone.

"On the battlefield, life and death are decided in an instant, and all other thoughts vanish. Survival is the only reason."

"Anyone who comes back alive from the battlefield will have all values ​​redefined. Honesty and integrity, treachery and despicableness, are as insignificant to me as a feather."

As Yaoqing's medic, Jiaoqiu had witnessed too many warriors die. He hoped that one more soldier would return alive rather than become a corpse lying on the ground.

[Qingque: He spoke so seriously; it seems to have touched upon his principles.]

Jingyuan: Warfare is based on deception.

[Zhongli: Off the battlefield, uphold principles and maintain order; on the battlefield, never betray and survive.]

[Jiaoqiu: The patients I personally healed went to the battlefield one after another, bringing back only their bodies... no, not even their bones. Having seen so many, I can't help but wonder... what is the point of all this?]

[Feixiao: Because they are soldiers! I'm no exception.]

Yanqing: "Mr. Jiaoqiu underestimated Yunli and me. Although we are young, we have been on the battlefield."

Jiaoqiu narrowed his eyes again. "My apologies. Since that's the case, you should know that the martial arts ceremony is just a competition for excitement. Why are you taking it so seriously?"

[Kaeya: Good grief, so he came here to gather information after all.]

[Jiaoqiu: I had a very pleasant conversation with my young friend; how could that be considered gathering information?]

[Yanqing: ...I was careless.]

Yanqing once asked Jingyuan why he swung his sword in the arena to please the audience.