Time flew by, and half a month had passed since the attack on the mountain by the seven major sects. According to Erdan, the seven major sects had completely submitted and didn't dare to cause trouble anymore. Each sect sent carts of supplies to pay their respects to Master Dragon Mystical.
The entrance of Dragon Mystical Mountain was rejuvenated within a fortnight, and the luxurious buildings were even more impressive than before. Despite their complaints, the seven major sects had to swallow their pride for their own survival.
During these two weeks, Erdan broke through to the second layer of Qi Refining, becoming the fastest-rising star in the history of the Dragon Mystical Sect. Shu Han's cultivation level stagnated, as he was engrossed in refining the Clear Spirit Powder. After fourteen days of hard training and countless failures, he finally managed to successfully refine the Clear Spirit Powder. Thanks to the simplicity of the Clear Spirit Powder. If it were the complex Yellow Dragon Pill, Shu Han would likely still be stuck in the process.
Mu Wan'er's condition had deteriorated over these days. Shu Han quickly fed her the Clear Spirit Powder, and soon, the effect of the pill kicked in. Mu Wan'er's condition improved significantly, the black threads at the wound receded a lot, but she remained unconscious.
Upon further inspection of the wound on her waist, the black threads were still lingering.
"What a terrifying wound! A dose of Clear Spirit Powder cannot completely eradicate it!"
Sixteen days later, Shu Han gradually mastered the production of the Clear Spirit Powder. After administering nearly ten batches of the pill and numerous tonifying medicinal herbs, Mu Wan'er's condition gradually improved under Shu Han's meticulous care.
As Mu Wan'er was unconscious and unable to take care of herself, Shu Han, despite his young age, was aware of the boundaries between men and women. So he found a large barrel, soaked Mu Wan'er in water, changed the water daily, and added some decontaminating powder commonly used in the Medicine Refining Pavilion to keep her clean.
One early morning, as Shu Han arrived at the cave intending to change the water, Mu Wan'er suddenly woke up. She looked around with fear in her eyes and asked weakly, "Who are you? Where is this!?"
Shu Han was overjoyed to see that his sister had finally woken up. He enthusiastically told her about the events of the past month.
Upon hearing about the rise of Master Dragon Mystical and the defeat of the seven major sects, Mu Wan'er closed her eyes in despair and asked, "You are from the Dragon Mystical Sect, why did you save me, just let me die."
"That's because sister saved me twice. My parents taught me from a young age to be grateful and repay the kindness."
Hearing Shu Han's naive response, Mu Wan'er's attitude softened a bit.
"Help me up, I want to go down the mountain and return to the Sky-aspiring Sect."
Shu Han quickly restrained her, "No! You are still seriously injured, and it's not convenient for you to move. Going down the mountain blindly will definitely get you caught by Dragon Mystical Sect, and your life will be in danger, sister!"
Mu Wan'er sighed, feeling that her body was indeed very weak and she didn't even have the strength to stand up, so she asked, "Little miracle doctor, tell me, how long will it take for me to recover?"
"The wound is extremely difficult to deal with, a complete recovery would take at least half a year..."
Mu Wan'er sighed and said, "Ah, this mission was a mistake. Numerous disciples of Sky-aspiring Sect died because of me, and I have no face to return to Sky-aspiring Sect..."
Shu Han was conflicted and couldn't help but ask, "Sister, you are a good person, why would you join those bandits who exploit the common people?"
Mu Wan'er was surprised, "Who told you that we are bandits?"
"Everyone says so!"
"That's because they are all people of the Dragon Mystical Sect... If anyone is a bandit, it's the Dragon Mystical Sect! Now they are blaming the victim!"
Shu Han did not believe it, he retorted, "Sister, you're talking nonsense! Our village has been thriving because of the Dragon Mystical Sect! We used to starve from time to time, but since Dragon Mystical Sect arrived, no one in the village has been hungry! How can you say that the Dragon Mystical Sect are bandits? You guys are!"
"That's because your village has a disciple of the Dragon Mystical Sect!"
In her excitement, Mu Wan'er felt a sudden surge of pain in her waist. She laughed bitterly and sighed, why would she get angry with a child?
"Little brother, think about it. The Dragon Mystical Sect doesn't produce a grain of food, and every disciple they recruit costs a lot of resources, and they still need to support their villages. Have you ever thought about where all these resources come from? When your village is full, there are dozens of other villages that have to sell their children!"
This left Shu Han speechless.
Mu Wan'er lay in the wooden barrel and said faintly, "When I was even younger than you, I also lived in a village. I was very close to another girl, and one day she was sold by her father, just to gather enough money to pay the Hungry Wolf Gang. Before the Dragon Mystical Sect was established, the Hungry Wolf Gang, despite its notorious reputation, never engaged in such a trade.
Our reputation in the martial arts world is indeed not good, and we have done many things to oppress the people, for which we have no defense. But we were also forced! If we don't provide the massive resources that Dragon Mystical Sect demands on time, Dragon Mystical Sect will send people to slaughter our sects.
You always hear about us martial arts sects exploiting the people, but have you ever thought about where all the wealth we collect eventually goes? We, the seven major sects, are the polluted stream in Northern Yan, but every stream has its end.
The existence of the Dragon Mystical Sect directly pollutes the source. Even if our seven major sects are destroyed, Dragon Mystical Sect will support the rise of other eight major sects, nine major sects, to continue oppressing the people. As long as Dragon Mystical Sect exists, there will be no end to the chaos in Northern Yan! Unfortunately, we can't eradicate this malignant tumor!"
Mu Wan'er closed her eyes in pain. Shu Han was speechless, unable to find any reason to argue back. From an early age, he had heard the adults praising the Dragon Mystical Sect, so he naturally thought that the people of the Dragon Mystical Sect were all kind-hearted Bodhisattvas. But he never expected that so many people would harbor such deep hatred towards Dragon Mystical Sect!
What's true, what's false, Young Shu Han felt a bit confused.
Mu Wan'er watched the young face deep in thought, and said, "Little brother, you're a member of the Dragon Mystical Sect, and I don't want to owe you any favor. Whatever you want, you can tell me and I will do my best to fulfill it."
"I..." After thinking for a while, Shu Han blurted out, "I want to learn martial arts!"
This answer left Mu Wan'er stunned.
"Aren't you a cultivator? Why would you want to learn martial arts!"
The death of Immortal Master Zhang was still fresh in his mind. Shu Han felt that cultivators, with their powerful spells, often disregarded physical training, which made them inflexible and prone to gaps in battles. If he could learn some martial arts, he would have an additional trick up his sleeve in the face of danger.
Shu Han responded, "I believe, whether it's martial arts or spelling, as long as it's useful, it's a good thing. Sister, are you willing to teach me?"
His words made Mu Wan'er chuckle.
"You're right. Cultivators often hold themselves in high regard, looking down on martial artists. But in this battle, numerous cultivators fell at the hands of us martial artists. This proves that the martial arts of us are not worthless. Since you have this realization, then okay, in return for saving my life, I will teach you the martial arts of Sky-aspiring Sect."
Mu Wan'er taught him two sets of skills. One was the attacking Sky-aspiring Sword Technique, and the other was the movement technique, Cloud-walking Step.
From then on, Shu Han would squeeze in two hours each day to come to the valley cave to practice martial arts with Mu Wan'er.
Martial arts training demanded a high physical condition. Now Shu Han took Purple Cloud Mushroom every day to enhance his physical condition, his physical strength far exceeded his age.
With his spiritual cleverness, he quickly grasped the martial arts explained by Mu Wan'er and was even able to extend his knowledge. Before long, Shu Han had fully mastered the moves taught by Mu Wan'er.
Mu Wan'er was also very surprised, she patted his head and praised, "I didn't expect that you would be a martial arts prodigy!"
Days passed quietly like this, and in a blink of an eye, more than half a year passed.
Shu Han grew taller and his body became even stronger. Over the past six months, he had successfully comprehended the method of refining Yellow Dragon Pills and started to mass produce Yellow Dragon Pills to enhance his own cultivation.
Over the half year, he had swallowed countless Yellow Dragon Pills and his cultivation smoothly reached the peak of the second layer of Qi Refining, equal to Erdan. However, he did not dare to reveal his cultivation. A five-spirit root waste being able to compare with the double-spirit root genius fully supported by the sect, anyone would smell something fishy.
During this time, Shu Han fully comprehended pharmacology and showed his learning results to his master. The second elder was very surprised, and immediately rewarded Shu Han with several high-grade pill recipes, including the Qi Gathering Pills that Shu Han had been longing for. He also started to let Shu Han observe the process of alchemy, and would occasionally point out the details Shu Han needed to pay attention to when refining pills.
Only then did Shu Han realize the truth of the saying "One year with a good teacher is better than ten years of hard self-study."
With the guidance of the second elder and an unlimited supply of medicinal materials to practice with, Shu Han's alchemy skills improved rapidly, and the success rate of refining the Yellow Dragon Pills also greatly increased.
Later, the difficulty of refining Yellow Dragon Pills no longer satisfied Shu Han's skills, and he started to attempt the more advanced Qi Gathering Pills. His martial arts were gradually improving, and his cultivation was also rising with the tide.
These days made Shu Han feel very fulfilled.
Time flew by, and half a month had passed since the attack on the mountain by the seven major sects. According to Erdan, the seven major sects had completely submitted and didn't dare to cause trouble anymore. Each sect sent carts of supplies to pay their respects to Master Dragon Mystical.
The entrance of Dragon Mystical Mountain was rejuvenated within a fortnight, and the luxurious buildings were even more impressive than before. Despite their complaints, the seven major sects had to swallow their pride for their own survival.
During these two weeks, Erdan broke through to the second layer of Qi Refining, becoming the fastest-rising star in the history of the Dragon Mystical Sect. Shu Han's cultivation level stagnated, as he was engrossed in refining the Clear Spirit Powder. After fourteen days of hard training and countless failures, he finally managed to successfully refine the Clear Spirit Powder. Thanks to the simplicity of the Clear Spirit Powder. If it were the complex Yellow Dragon Pill, Shu Han would likely still be stuck in the process.
Mu Wan'er's condition had deteriorated over these days. Shu Han quickly fed her the Clear Spirit Powder, and soon, the effect of the pill kicked in. Mu Wan'er's condition improved significantly, the black threads at the wound receded a lot, but she remained unconscious.
Upon further inspection of the wound on her waist, the black threads were still lingering.
"What a terrifying wound! A dose of Clear Spirit Powder cannot completely eradicate it!"
Sixteen days later, Shu Han gradually mastered the production of the Clear Spirit Powder. After administering nearly ten batches of the pill and numerous tonifying medicinal herbs, Mu Wan'er's condition gradually improved under Shu Han's meticulous care.
As Mu Wan'er was unconscious and unable to take care of herself, Shu Han, despite his young age, was aware of the boundaries between men and women. So he found a large barrel, soaked Mu Wan'er in water, changed the water daily, and added some decontaminating powder commonly used in the Medicine Refining Pavilion to keep her clean.
One early morning, as Shu Han arrived at the cave intending to change the water, Mu Wan'er suddenly woke up. She looked around with fear in her eyes and asked weakly, "Who are you? Where is this!?"
Shu Han was overjoyed to see that his sister had finally woken up. He enthusiastically told her about the events of the past month.
Upon hearing about the rise of Master Dragon Mystical and the defeat of the seven major sects, Mu Wan'er closed her eyes in despair and asked, "You are from the Dragon Mystical Sect, why did you save me, just let me die."
"That's because sister saved me twice. My parents taught me from a young age to be grateful and repay the kindness."
Hearing Shu Han's naive response, Mu Wan'er's attitude softened a bit.
"Help me up, I want to go down the mountain and return to the Sky-aspiring Sect."
Shu Han quickly restrained her, "No! You are still seriously injured, and it's not convenient for you to move. Going down the mountain blindly will definitely get you caught by Dragon Mystical Sect, and your life will be in danger, sister!"
Mu Wan'er sighed, feeling that her body was indeed very weak and she didn't even have the strength to stand up, so she asked, "Little miracle doctor, tell me, how long will it take for me to recover?"
"The wound is extremely difficult to deal with, a complete recovery would take at least half a year..."
Mu Wan'er sighed and said, "Ah, this mission was a mistake. Numerous disciples of Sky-aspiring Sect died because of me, and I have no face to return to Sky-aspiring Sect..."
Shu Han was conflicted and couldn't help but ask, "Sister, you are a good person, why would you join those bandits who exploit the common people?"
Mu Wan'er was surprised, "Who told you that we are bandits?"
"Everyone says so!"
"That's because they are all people of the Dragon Mystical Sect... If anyone is a bandit, it's the Dragon Mystical Sect! Now they are blaming the victim!"
Shu Han did not believe it, he retorted, "Sister, you're talking nonsense! Our village has been thriving because of the Dragon Mystical Sect! We used to starve from time to time, but since Dragon Mystical Sect arrived, no one in the village has been hungry! How can you say that the Dragon Mystical Sect are bandits? You guys are!"
"That's because your village has a disciple of the Dragon Mystical Sect!"
In her excitement, Mu Wan'er felt a sudden surge of pain in her waist. She laughed bitterly and sighed, why would she get angry with a child?
"Little brother, think about it. The Dragon Mystical Sect doesn't produce a grain of food, and every disciple they recruit costs a lot of resources, and they still need to support their villages. Have you ever thought about where all these resources come from? When your village is full, there are dozens of other villages that have to sell their children!"
This left Shu Han speechless.
Mu Wan'er lay in the wooden barrel and said faintly, "When I was even younger than you, I also lived in a village. I was very close to another girl, and one day she was sold by her father, just to gather enough money to pay the Hungry Wolf Gang. Before the Dragon Mystical Sect was established, the Hungry Wolf Gang, despite its notorious reputation, never engaged in such a trade.
Our reputation in the martial arts world is indeed not good, and we have done many things to oppress the people, for which we have no defense. But we were also forced! If we don't provide the massive resources that Dragon Mystical Sect demands on time, Dragon Mystical Sect will send people to slaughter our sects.
You always hear about us martial arts sects exploiting the people, but have you ever thought about where all the wealth we collect eventually goes? We, the seven major sects, are the polluted stream in Northern Yan, but every stream has its end.
The existence of the Dragon Mystical Sect directly pollutes the source. Even if our seven major sects are destroyed, Dragon Mystical Sect will support the rise of other eight major sects, nine major sects, to continue oppressing the people. As long as Dragon Mystical Sect exists, there will be no end to the chaos in Northern Yan! Unfortunately, we can't eradicate this malignant tumor!"
Mu Wan'er closed her eyes in pain. Shu Han was speechless, unable to find any reason to argue back. From an early age, he had heard the adults praising the Dragon Mystical Sect, so he naturally thought that the people of the Dragon Mystical Sect were all kind-hearted Bodhisattvas. But he never expected that so many people would harbor such deep hatred towards Dragon Mystical Sect!
What's true, what's false, Young Shu Han felt a bit confused.
Mu Wan'er watched the young face deep in thought, and said, "Little brother, you're a member of the Dragon Mystical Sect, and I don't want to owe you any favor. Whatever you want, you can tell me and I will do my best to fulfill it."
"I..." After thinking for a while, Shu Han blurted out, "I want to learn martial arts!"
This answer left Mu Wan'er stunned.
"Aren't you a cultivator? Why would you want to learn martial arts!"
The death of Immortal Master Zhang was still fresh in his mind. Shu Han felt that cultivators, with their powerful spells, often disregarded physical training, which made them inflexible and prone to gaps in battles. If he could learn some martial arts, he would have an additional trick up his sleeve in the face of danger.
Shu Han responded, "I believe, whether it's martial arts or spelling, as long as it's useful, it's a good thing. Sister, are you willing to teach me?"
His words made Mu Wan'er chuckle.
"You're right. Cultivators often hold themselves in high regard, looking down on martial artists. But in this battle, numerous cultivators fell at the hands of us martial artists. This proves that the martial arts of us are not worthless. Since you have this realization, then okay, in return for saving my life, I will teach you the martial arts of Sky-aspiring Sect."
Mu Wan'er taught him two sets of skills. One was the attacking Sky-aspiring Sword Technique, and the other was the movement technique, Cloud-walking Step.
From then on, Shu Han would squeeze in two hours each day to come to the valley cave to practice martial arts with Mu Wan'er.
Martial arts training demanded a high physical condition. Now Shu Han took Purple Cloud Mushroom every day to enhance his physical condition, his physical strength far exceeded his age.
With his spiritual cleverness, he quickly grasped the martial arts explained by Mu Wan'er and was even able to extend his knowledge. Before long, Shu Han had fully mastered the moves taught by Mu Wan'er.
Mu Wan'er was also very surprised, she patted his head and praised, "I didn't expect that you would be a martial arts prodigy!"
Days passed quietly like this, and in a blink of an eye, more than half a year passed.
Shu Han grew taller and his body became even stronger. Over the past six months, he had successfully comprehended the method of refining Yellow Dragon Pills and started to mass produce Yellow Dragon Pills to enhance his own cultivation.
Over the half year, he had swallowed countless Yellow Dragon Pills and his cultivation smoothly reached the peak of the second layer of Qi Refining, equal to Erdan. However, he did not dare to reveal his cultivation. A five-spirit root waste being able to compare with the double-spirit root genius fully supported by the sect, anyone would smell something fishy.
During this time, Shu Han fully comprehended pharmacology and showed his learning results to his master. The second elder was very surprised, and immediately rewarded Shu Han with several high-grade pill recipes, including the Qi Gathering Pills that Shu Han had been longing for. He also started to let Shu Han observe the process of alchemy, and would occasionally point out the details Shu Han needed to pay attention to when refining pills.
Only then did Shu Han realize the truth of the saying "One year with a good teacher is better than ten years of hard self-study."
With the guidance of the second elder and an unlimited supply of medicinal materials to practice with, Shu Han's alchemy skills improved rapidly, and the success rate of refining the Yellow Dragon Pills also greatly increased.
Later, the difficulty of refining Yellow Dragon Pills no longer satisfied Shu Han's skills, and he started to attempt the more advanced Qi Gathering Pills. His martial arts were gradually improving, and his cultivation was also rising with the tide.
These days made Shu Han feel very fulfilled.
