Martial Arts: Starting from a Seemingly Real System

Hearing the question from the Shuangjue Patriarch, the white-robed senior brother bowed and held the junior in worship, saying, "Junior disciples of Shushan Sword Sect's Sword Tempering Peak, Li Shaobai and junior brother Hu Guangming, have accidentally obtained seven leaves of Gan Yuan Jing. We hope that the senior can make it into a pill so that its medicinal properties can be perfectly preserved!"

At this point he looked up at the Shuang Jue Patriarch, then bowed his head respectfully and said, "As for the reward, please let me know, old senior!"

“Well, Seven-Leaf Gan Yuan Essence? It’s a pretty good rare medicine!” The Shuangjue Patriarch glanced at the wooden box that Li Shaobai had taken from his junior brother, then turned to look at Huang Jingyu, his tone quite casual.

"I remember that your Shushan's Liuyun Qingshuang Sword is pretty good. It's made of refined steel and is extremely sharp. It must be a treasure grade sword. I'll bring one to my little apprentice to cut medicine for him."

"hiss!"

The two brothers took a deep breath. In their Shushan, only top-notch masters could use the Liuyun Qingshuang Sword. He was just here to cut herbs for his apprentice? This was really too much of a waste of precious things!

Li Shaobai frowned secretly, and weighed it in his mind. Although he couldn't get the Liuyun Qingshuang Sword with his current strength, he could ask his master to find a way to get him one in advance. Once he got the precious pill refined from the seven leaves of Gan Yuan, he would break into the first-class realm in one fell swoop, and then use the Liuyun Qingshuang Sword he got to return to the sect.

"Yes, thank you, senior. When can you come to get the medicine?" Li Shaobai thought it through and had a plan.

"A hundred days later!" Ancestor Shuangjue said concisely.

"This……"

Li Shaobai and Hu Guangming were stunned. They didn't expect it would take so long. Hu Guangming was frank and said anxiously, "Grandmaster, does it take so long to refine a medicine? There is still half a month left for my Shushan to have a grand celebration. By then, heroes from all over the world will gather. My senior brother needs this medicine to become a first-class master and show off in front of others!"

“Hmph!” Shuang Jue Patriarch snorted in dissatisfaction, shocking everyone present. “My rules cannot be changed. I can only take action once every ten days. This time, save my little good disciple’s friends first. I will deal with your medicine in three months!”

Li Shaobai was stunned when he heard the words, and was furious. He was finally intercepted by those two men. Although he did not dare to attack due to the pressure from the Shuangjue ancestors, he was unwilling to suffer such a loss, so he had to bite the bullet and fight for it.

"Old Ancestor, since you mentioned the rules, you should know that I was the first to strike the jade chime... My master, the Master of the Sword Tempering Peak of Mount Shu..."

"roll!"

The Shuangjue Patriarch suddenly opened his eyes, flicked his sleeves, swept Li Shaobai and Hu Guangming out of the hall, and shouted: "The biggest rule of Yaowang Valley is that I, the ancestor, say what the rules are. Don't use Shushan to talk about things in front of me. Let alone that idiot from Qujian Peak, even if old lady Dugu came in person, I would not bother to pay attention to her!"

The sudden aura of Shuangjue Patriarch startled the remaining people in the hall and they were unable to react for a long time. Huang Jingyu, who had spent more time in contact with his master, was the first to come to his senses. He gave Shuangjue Patriarch a thumbs up and said flatteringly, "Master is so mighty and domineering!"

Looking at Li Shaobai and Hu Guangming again, they were sitting outside the door of the hall in a miserable state, but there was no injury on their bodies. It could be seen that the Shuangjue ancestors were not only experts in medicine and poison, but also had strong martial arts skills, and their moves were extremely skillful.

Li Shaobai was shocked and angry, but he could do nothing about it. After a moment's hesitation, he returned to normal. He knelt outside the hall, put the box containing the Seven Leaves of Gan Yuan Jing on the ground inside the door, and then bowed and said, "I know I was wrong. Please don't mind it. I will go back and apply for the Liuyun Qingshuang Sword. I will come back to get the elixir in a hundred days!"

After saying this, he bowed again before standing up, taking his junior fellow apprentice Hu Guangming with him and leaving.

"Hmph, he is a man who can endure things. He is nothing like his foolish master!" The Shuangjue Patriarch snorted and scolded Huang Jingxuan, "Why are you still standing here? If you don't give them the antidote and send them away, do you want to keep them for dinner?"

Huang Jingxuan knew that the Shuangjue Patriarch had a strange temper and was moody, but he didn't care about it. He just walked quickly and rushed out of the door in a hurry.

"And you, you leave here too. Yaowang Valley does not allow women to stay here!" The Shuangjue ancestor pointed at Tian Jing angrily.

"Master, she wants to stay and take care of Brother Qiao. Can she live with me?" Huang Jingyu said to his master coquettishly.

"No, this is absolutely not possible!" The old ancestor shook his head like a rattle.

"Why not? I'm your apprentice and I'm also a girl!" Huang Jingyu continued to act coquettishly and cutely.

"Old Ancestor, I hate all women in the world. You are my good little disciple, so you are an exception. There is no room for negotiation on this matter!" The Shuangjue Old Ancestor frowned and stared at Huang Jingyu with a ferocious expression.

"Little sister Huang," Tian Jing saw that Huang Jingyu was about to argue with her master, and hurriedly stopped him, smiling and said, "I can wait outside the valley, but I'll leave Qiao Rui to you."

"Oh, okay, I will take good care of Brother Qiao!" Huang Jingyu realized that his master seemed to be really angry, so he didn't insist any longer. It was not a big deal anyway.

Tian Jing bowed to the Shuangjue Patriarch and said, "Please give me some time. I will leave after you diagnose Brother Qiao, okay?"

The old ancestor did not answer, but muttered something. It was unclear what he said, but he did not object either.

Seeing that the ancestor agreed, Tian Jing smiled at Qiao Rui and said, "I will wait for you at Tongfu Inn in Fucheng when I leave the valley. See you there!"

Qiao Rui knew what she meant and nodded, "Okay, see you there!"

"Okay, after you have arranged your funeral arrangements, come over and let me, the ancestor, take your pulse!" Ancestor Shuangjue said to Qiao Rui impatiently.

Qiao Rui approached the Shuangjue ancestor and extended his hand. The ancestor grabbed his wrist and placed three fingers on the Cun, Guan, and Chi, sensing it carefully.

Tian Jing and Huang Jingyu were afraid of affecting the old ancestor's judgment, so they dared not even breathe. For a moment, you could hear a pin drop in the hall.

"Well, you were first injured in the lungs by the fierce palm force... Fortunately, you took a good elixir... Then... well, before you recovered, you were hit by an extremely vicious palm force. The opponent's internal force is deep and corrosive, and it specifically hurts the meridians!"

The Shuang Jue Patriarch made a judgment while taking your pulse, "Then you took a top-grade elixir, which saved your life, but your meridians were destroyed... Then you used a strange medicine to barely put the broken meridians together..."

At this point, the Shuangjue Patriarch looked up at Qiao Rui and sneered, "You have quite a few good medicines around you!"

Qiao Rui smiled bitterly and did not answer. He only listened to the old ancestor continue: "You can barely be an ordinary person. There is a saying that a good death is worse than a bad life. If you don't act stubbornly and shamelessly, you can live past sixty and you won't be considered a short-lived ghost!"

"But you are so stubborn that you used your inner strength to fight with others. As a result, your meridians were broken again. You are now like a disabled person!"

The old man let go of Qiao Rui's hand, unscrewed the wine gourd leisurely, took a sip of wine, blinked and said, "You can come here alive. Should I be happy for you that you have escaped death many times? Or should I feel sorry that you always get hurt?"