The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

Gu Caiwei left seven days later, without telling Lu Jing on the day of her departure.

She only entrusted someone to bring Lu Jing a letter.

There was only one sentence in the letter.

— I await someone in the capital.

After reading it, Lu Jing realized that it seemed he had another place to go.

Gu Caiwei said she didn't want her fate to be controlled by others anymore, and Lu Jing felt the same way, so he and A'mu practiced even harder. At the same time, the four teachers that Zhang Sanfeng had chosen for him had all agreed one after another.

The first three were a blind Taoist priest, a gambling den boss, and a little girl who performed acrobatics. As for the last one, Lu Jing had just met him a few days ago—it was the blacksmith Fei who lived on Panlou East Street and had agreed to make a Zen staff for him.

When the four heard that they were going to teach Lu Jing, the most famous person in Wujiang City recently, the young hero who had killed Yama Xiao with a single staff strike, they couldn't help but feel apprehensive.

The blind Taoist priest directly said to Zhang Sanfeng, who came to his door, "Don't joke around! Does Lu Shaoxia need me to teach him martial arts?! Yama Xiao could kill me as easily as crushing an ant!"

"Daoist Liang, haven't you heard of specialization? His martial arts are powerful, but that doesn't mean his hearing is better than yours. We're not asking you to teach him how to fight, just to teach him your skill of being able to tell whether someone is male or female, old or young, sick or healthy within thirty steps just by listening. Just tell me how much you want," Zhang Sanfeng said directly.

"I definitely wouldn't teach others who came to me, because teaching a disciple could starve the master. My fortune-telling stall is doing so well, and I don't want to train a competitor to ruin my business for nothing.

"But Lu Shaoxia is a different story. Even if Lu Shaoxia becomes proficient, he definitely won't set up a stall by the bridge like I do. Plus, since it's Brother Zhang who's asking, fine, I'll agree. As for the tuition…"

"Name your price," Zhang Sanfeng had received a lot of miscellaneous gifts during this period and was now quite wealthy, so he waved his hand generously.

However, he then heard the blind man shake his head, "I don't want money, but after he learns, Lu Shaoxia must give me a new banner, preferably with a few words on it."

"What words?"

"Divine Prediction of Heavenly Secrets," the old Taoist spat out four words.

"Hehe, Daoist Liang, you're playing a good game, but fine, I'll go back and ask him. There shouldn't be any problem," Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile and a curse.

The old Taoist added, "Also, you have to make him swear that what he learns from me will not enter the ears of a third person, including you… Also, let's get this straight, I can't guarantee that he can learn as well as I have."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, the smile on Zhang Sanfeng's face gradually disappeared. He said with dissatisfaction, "Swearing is fine, but Daoist Liang, you're not being open enough, are you? Are you going to hold back when teaching?"

"It's not holding back," the old Taoist shook his head, "People are different."

"What's different? My disciple became a peerless master at a young age. Are you worried that his comprehension is not good enough?"

"It's not comprehension…" The old Taoist was also getting anxious, "Damn it, I'm blind!!! Otherwise, why do you think my ears are so good? Do you think I want to? Isn't it because I can't see!"

"…"

"It's not a big deal," Zhang Sanfeng said nonchalantly, "Just have him cover his eyes when he's with you. It's best to block his nose too."

"That makes sense." The old Taoist was stunned for a moment, but he had to nod in agreement.

…

After finishing the discussion with Daoist Liang, the blacksmith Fei and the gambling den boss also agreed very smoothly. They agreed even more readily than Daoist Liang. Only the little girl who performed acrobatics caused a bit of a stir.

When Zhang Sanfeng asked the little girl how much money she wanted, the little girl asked Zhang Sanfeng shyly, does Lu Shaoxia lack a concubine?

Zhang Sanfeng subconsciously wanted to agree, but fortunately, he came to his senses at the last moment and had to ask the little girl if she could change the condition. The little girl shook her head.

"I don't have any other requirements. I just ask that you help me ask Lu Shaoxia. I have admired those great heroes since I was a child. I've heard so many stories about Lu Shaoxia recently… I just, just thought that it would be great if I could marry him. It doesn't matter if I can't," the little girl said shyly, her face red.

Zhang Sanfeng agreed to it for Lu Jing.

After running around, Zhang Sanfeng finally went to find his disciple and told him that starting tomorrow, he would have to take half a day every day to practice with one of the teachers.

Lu Jing naturally had no objection.

And that wasn't the only good news. After practicing with A'mu tonight, Lu Jing would have practiced all of the Mad Demon 108 Staff Techniques. Next, he would work hard towards achieving minor mastery.

According to his master, if a martial art can be practiced to minor mastery, then all the moves have been thoroughly understood, memorized, and can be used without hesitation during combat.

And it usually takes at least three years to practice a martial art to minor mastery.

Because Lu Jing didn't need to cultivate internal energy—the step that took the most time for all martial artists every day was skipped by him—he could allocate more time to other aspects of cultivation.

Also, because he didn't need to conserve internal energy when cultivating, he could practice more heartily than others. Finally, and most importantly, the existence of A'mu, the golden sparring partner, greatly accelerated his cultivation efficiency.

Lu Jing estimated that he could achieve minor mastery of both the Startling Waves and Raging Tides and the Mad Demon 108 Staff Techniques in two to three months at the earliest, and four to five months at the latest. In another year, he could consider attacking the realm of great mastery.

This speed was simply terrifying!

You should know that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old now. In two years, at eighteen or nineteen, his martial arts moves would have reached great mastery. Coupled with his terrifying internal energy comparable to that of a first-rate master, he could basically walk sideways in the Jianghu as long as he didn't encounter those legendary demon heads.

Lu Jing returned to his residence and drew well water to take a bath.

Then, he took out a new wine gourd specially used to hold Fallen Dust and took a gulp.

Seeing that it would take another half an hour for the remaining internal energy in his dantian to be completely exhausted, Lu Jing was bored and flipped out the booklet he had found on Yama Xiao.

He planned to flip through it as a bedtime read.