The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

It wasn't easy, but he finally gathered all the medicinal herbs and learned how to process them from Xi Xin.

Grinding what needed grinding, extracting what needed extracting, after busying himself until the afternoon, Lu Jing finally brewed his first batch of medicine.

Afterward, he first fed a small mouthful to Doctor Jia's yellow dog, and after waiting for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, he saw that the dog was fine and even barking at him with full vigor to show its dissatisfaction.

Only then did Lu Jing put away the remaining medicinal liquid.

He bid farewell to Xi Xin, who was wearing a mournful face as Doctor Jia grabbed him to continue identifying herbs.

Lu Jing continued to practice staff techniques and lightness skill with A'mu at the Bodhisattva Temple for four hours, and it wasn't until dawn that he went down the mountain and returned home.

And the first thing he did upon returning home was to take out the already cooled-down poison.

At this time, there was less than an hour left before his internal energy would be refreshed again.

Although the 'Falling into the Mortal World' would take full effect in half an hour, Lu Jing, for the sake of insurance, still left enough time to break through acupoints.

Then, gritting his teeth, he poured the contents of the bowl into his mouth.

The taste was similar to what he had tasted in Gu Caiwei's mouth before, very spicy and intensely bitter, and for some reason, this time, without adding wine, it felt even stronger.

After Lu Jing finished drinking, his cheeks were still a little flushed, and his eyes also revealed a drunken look.

However, his mind was still very clear, and he was closely observing the situation inside his dantian.

Soon, the true energy inside began to slowly dissipate.

Half an hour later, the last trace of internal force disappeared, and at the same time, his Ren and Du meridians were sealed again.

A hint of joy appeared on Lu Jing's face.

It worked!

Seeing that there were less than nine days left, and he would have to open the Ren and Du meridians and be forced to enter the first-class realm, he finally found an effective way to consume all the remaining internal energy every day at this final moment.

Although this method was a bit expensive, costing nearly ten taels of silver a day, basically like using in-game purchases to prolong his life, Lu Jing had money now.

Moreover, this money wouldn't have to be spent forever.

As long as he practiced his martial arts to the point where he could naturally consume all the true energy in his body every day, he wouldn't need to take the 'Falling into the Mortal World' to save his life anymore.

Thinking this way, Lu Jing's motivation to practice not only didn't weaken but became even stronger.

He only regretted that he couldn't master the Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staffs and the Surging Waves tomorrow!

However, a bunch of things happened last night that prevented him from sleeping well, and he had been busy all day today, so although he was still mentally excited, he could indeed feel the fatigue in his body.

So Lu Jing made up for about two hours of sleep, and then was awakened by a knock on the door.

Rubbing his eyes, he groggily got out of bed.

He casually draped a piece of clothing over himself and went barefoot to open the door.

As a result, he found that standing outside was a rare guest.

If it were in the past, Zhang Jinming would definitely show a look of disgust when he saw him like this, and then loudly shout something about martial artists not knowing etiquette.

But now, probably because he had been saved by Lu Jing once, Zhang Jinming, for once, restrained himself from saying anything, just straightened his clothes, and then said to Lu Jing.

"Hey, the old man is back. You asked me to tell you as soon as possible, and also..."

Zhang Jinming paused, and then continued, "The old man also said he wanted to see you as soon as he got back, and he seemed to have brought you something good. But I came to find you not because I listened to him, but to fulfill my promise to you."

What he said was a bit convoluted, but Lu Jing still understood the general meaning. To sum it up, Young Master Zhang, at twenty-seven or eight years old, was still in his rebellious phase.

Previously, Lu Jing had asked him to run over and notify him when Zhang Sanfeng returned, and it just so happened that Zhang Sanfeng also wanted him to run this errand, but Zhang Jinming just didn't want to do things according to his father's wishes.

The reason he still came in the end was just because he had promised Lu Jing.

Alright. He was really stubborn.

Lu Jing cupped his fist in thanks. After Zhang Jinming finished notifying him at the door, he didn't come in to rest, but went off to find some literary friends to write poetry.

Leaving Lu Jing scratching his head in place.

Master is back.

Although it was a bit late for him, the problems on his body had already been studied by himself, and he had found a solution.

"Sigh, even if you kneel in front of me, it's useless, because I really can't do what you're asking!"

"If there was anything I could do to help you, why wouldn't I? It's just that..."

"Where did you all hear these rumors from! Who exactly instructed you to come to me?"

Zhang Sanfeng finished saying this last sentence, and it just so happened that Lu Jing also came in from outside the door and saw the strong man Niu Jiu kneeling on the ground.

And Niu Jiu, hearing the movement, subconsciously turned his head and also saw Lu Jing.

The two of them just stared at each other...

After a while, a hint of joy appeared on Niu Jiu's face, and he pointed at Lu Jing and said, "Old Master Zhang, it was Young Hero Lu who told me."

"What did I tell you?" Lu Jing asked inexplicably.

"Young Hero Lu, I asked you at the time to give us brothers who beg for food at the pier a way out, and you told me that we had to find someone to speak for us, to talk to Hall Master Huang of the Three Tigers Gang."

Oh, it seemed like there was such a thing.

Lu Jing was just saying it casually at the time, and he had long forgotten about it. If Niu Jiu hadn't mentioned it now, he wouldn't have remembered it.

Niu Jiu continued, "You said that this expert must first be a martial artist, have prestige in the martial world, and preferably have a connection with the Green Bamboo Gang, so that it would be convenient to intervene."

"We people are stupid, and after searching around, we realized that the person Young Hero Lu was talking about was Old Master Zhang!"

"Old Master Zhang is a martial artist," Niu Jiu counted on his fingers, "He is a patron of the Green Bamboo Gang, and he is also recognized by the Three Tigers Gang. The people from the Three Tigers Gang came to give him monthly money a few days ago, and they even doubled it. So he must be related to us."

"As for prestige in the martial world, we also inquired about it before we knew that the most famous martial artists near this Wu River City recently are your master and disciple."

"Old Master Zhang is that... what Sword Washing Pavilion's senior brother has personally praised as a peerless expert, and Hall Master Huang of the Three Tigers Gang personally came to pay his respects, but unfortunately, Old Master Zhang wasn't home at that time."

"Old Master Zhao of the Heavenly Horse镖Bureau also said yesterday that he has been living in Wu River City with Old Master Zhang for so long, but he has never been able to meet him, which is the biggest regret of his life."

"In addition, the Prefect..."

Lu Jing was stunned, "Wait, there's also the Prefect's business in this?"

"Yes, it is said that a few days ago, Young Hero Lu, you helped the government capture the chief clerk who colluded with the demonic path, and the Prefect is preparing to report to the imperial court, commending you two masters and disciples," Niu Jiu said with wide eyes.

After speaking, he kowtowed to Zhang Sanfeng several times with loud thuds, "Old Master Zhang, now only you can save us!"