The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

As Wei Zixian raised his foot, the inn fell silent once more.

Since Abbess Miaozhen was only going over to greet them, it meant that the person Wei Zixian had mentioned earlier, the one trying to pass off a fake as genuine, was someone else.

The old rich man and the middle-aged scholar couldn't help but tense up as they watched Wei Zixian walk towards them, secretly gripping their weapons.

However, Wei Zixian didn't even look at them, walking straight past them.

He walked all the way to the swordsman eating his meal.

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Only then did he stop and speak again, "Is it good?"

This simple sentence caused the swordsman's chopsticks to freeze in mid-air.

The next moment, sweat poured down his face, and he was no longer as calm and composed as before.

His face turned red, and because he was so frightened, he actually opened his mouth and vomited the food he had just eaten.

Wei Zixian sighed, "Why bother?

But you're lucky today.

I just promised Abbess Miaozhen that I wouldn't kill anyone."

The swordsman tried his best to suppress the urge to vomit, clasped his hands together, and said miserably, "Thank… thank you, Young Master Wei, for sparing my life."

"Don't be in such a hurry to thank me," Wei Zixian said, shaking his head, "I hate people who don't have any real strength but still like to put on airs.

Besides, you even wanted to deceive me.

I don't know if you're too confident in yourself or if you simply don't take me seriously?"

"I…" The swordsman couldn't say a word at this point.

The next moment, a cold flash seemed to pass before his eyes.

By the time he squinted to get a better look, Wei Zixian's sword had already been returned to its sheath.

"Since I'm not going to take your head, it's not too much to ask for the hand that holds the sword, right?"

The swordsman lowered his head and realized that the tendon in his right hand had been severed at some point.

This also meant that he would never be able to hold a sword with that hand again.

However, despite suffering such a heavy blow, he didn't dare to complain in the slightest.

Instead, he forced himself to clasp his hands together once more, then covered his injured hand and hurriedly left the inn with his head lowered.

Wei Zixian then returned to his chair, as if he had just done something insignificant, and asked Xia Huai, "Junior Sister Xia, what did you want to say to me just now?"

Xia Huai swallowed, "Oh, I was being chased, and everything on me was taken, even the money for treating my injuries afterwards was borrowed."

Hearing this, Wei Zixian took out a bag of silver from his person, probably about a dozen taels, and tossed it to Xia Huai, "Take it and spend it."

"Thank you, Senior Brother," Xia Huai happily accepted the money, but didn't move her feet.

"Is there anything else?" Wei Zixian asked.

"Yes," Xia Huai lowered her head, looking at her toes, "I, I also want to ask Senior Brother for two martial arts manuals, one for lightness skill and one for moves."

Wei Zixian frowned, "If you want to practice some martial arts, go directly to find Uncle-Master Xiao…"

But as he said this, he suddenly realized something, and his expression became a little strange, "You want outside martial arts?"

"Master said that the ocean accepts all rivers, and greatness embraces everything.

In the way of martial arts, one must avoid being stuck in one's own ways."

"Heh heh, I think it's this Young Master Lu who wants them," Wei Zixian said, immediately exposing Xia Huai's little thoughts, making both Xia Huai and Lu Jing feel a little embarrassed.

Moreover, Wei Zixian's previous sentence, "I hate people who don't have any real strength but still like to put on airs," also startled him, giving him a feeling of being innocently shot while lying down.

Therefore, Lu Jing could only vaguely say something, but Wei Zixian didn't say anything after listening.

He didn't suspect Lu Jing's skills, because the situation Lu Jing described was actually quite common among martial artists.

A bottleneck, everyone will encounter it, and each person's method of breaking through the bottleneck is also different.

Some people rely on traveling around, suddenly realizing something, and becoming enlightened.

Some people rely on continuing to practice hard, perseverance, and naturally, some people look for answers from other martial arts, drawing inferences.

However, Wei Zixian had previously seen that Lu Jing's martial arts were extraordinary from the Drunken Monk, and subconsciously thought that his master was also very powerful.

Now, he didn't quite understand why Lu Jing wanted to refer to other martial arts, why not just go to his master, so he didn't say a word.

Lu Jing was a little uneasy, not knowing what Wei Zixian was silent about.

Xia Huai, who was on the side, saw some clues and took the initiative to say, "Senior Brother, Young Master Lu's master has recently gone on a long trip and hasn't returned yet."

Only then did Wei Zixian finally nod and say to Lu Jing, "You saved my junior sister, so in principle, I should try my best to satisfy any requests.

It's just that as a disciple of the Sword Washing Pavilion, I have never been able to look favorably on martial arts outside the sect.

Over the years, most of the ordinary martial arts manuals I obtained were casually thrown away, and some of the slightly more valuable ones were thrown into the Treasure Pavilion in exchange for silver notes or pills."

"It just so happens that a week ago, I threw three martial arts manuals into the Treasure Pavilion, including both moves and lightness skills.

I think they haven't been sold yet.

How about this, don't run around, just stay by my side.

When things here are over, I will take you to get the manuals, or if you want the martial arts that Jie Liancheng has, I can give them to you too."

"Really?" Xia Huai was overjoyed, "Senior Brother, how much silver were you originally planning to exchange for the manuals, I'll make it up to you…"

"No need," Wei Zixian directly interrupted Xia Huai's words, "Junior Sister, as long as you honestly follow me back to the pavilion later, I'll give those two manuals to Young Master Lu as a gift."

Xia Huai knew that Senior Brother had probably seen through her sneaking off to Wujiang City behind her master's back, and the near-death experience on the way also made her realize that her behavior was indeed a bit reckless.

In addition, Wei Zixian, as the senior brother, had a long-standing prestige, so she didn't dare to refute his decision.

She just looked at Lu Jing beside her, feeling quite reluctant.

Lu Jing was the first friend that Xia Huai, the female knight-errant, had made in the martial world, and although the time they spent together was short, they had a real life-or-death friendship, having saved each other's lives.

Xia Huai just didn't expect the separation to come so quickly.

After tonight, when she got the manuals, she didn't know when she would see each other again.

Lu Jing also felt a little regret, but he also knew that this might be the best choice for both of them.

He would get the urgently needed martial arts manuals and find a way to fix the bug in his body, while Xia Huai would be safer returning to the Sword Washing Pavilion.

As for parting, perhaps it was the norm in life.

On this long journey, it was already an unexpected joy to be able to walk side by side for a while, so how could he ask for more.