Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Mu Nanqing instinctively grabbed onto Lu Chuan's sleeve.
Lu Chuan snorted, "Who's going to spare who is still uncertain!"
The middle-aged man sneered, "I'm being polite to you, and you really think highly of yourself?"
"I heard they said you're a cowardly waste, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant. Fine, I'll disable you first, and then I'll have some fun with her in front of you later. Just the thought of it gets me excited!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man charged towards Lu Chuan with determination.
Lu Chuan quickly shielded Mu Nanqing behind him and engaged in combat with the middle-aged man.
After dozens of moves, the middle-aged man's expression became serious. "You're supposed to be a cowardly waste? How come your strength is so strong!"
Lu Chuan sneered, "You believe whatever nonsense they say. Seems like your brain isn't working too well!"
Although he said so, he was still a bit nervous. Originally, he thought he could easily deal with this internal energy expert with the power of a cultivator. But now, it was just an evenly matched fight, which made him realize that he had underestimated the internal energy expert.
"The power of a cultivator can indeed crush everything, but my current realm is too low, and internal energy experts are not to be underestimated. I must not be blindly arrogant in the future, or I will definitely suffer a big loss."
The middle-aged man stared at Lu Chuan, cursing inwardly, "This kid's strength is almost as strong as mine. I'm afraid only Big Brother can kill him. Those idiots gave me wrong information. I really want to strangle them!"
He took a deep breath and gathered all his internal energy in his palm, shouting, "Take this palm strike!"
If this palm strike failed, he could only retreat.
Sensing danger approaching, Lu Chuan erupted with spiritual power and also struck out with a palm.
Shattered Heart Palm!
This was a common technique in the cultivation world, but it was already immensely powerful for Lu Chuan at the moment.
The two palms collided, and a burst of force exploded.
The middle-aged man flew backward, crashing into a tree and spitting out blood.
Lu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. "It seems like my cultivation techniques are still superior."
He wanted to pursue, but just then, the middle-aged man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glared at Lu Chuan viciously, and then threw out a round bead.
Lu Chuan realized it was dangerous and immediately stopped in his tracks, retreating backwards.
The bead exploded on the ground, raising a thick smoke that obscured Lu Chuan's vision.
When Lu Chuan circumvented the smoke and looked back, the middle-aged man had disappeared.
He didn't think about chasing after him. The battle just now had depleted all his spiritual power, and chasing would only be dangerous.
He quickly went back to Mu Nanqing and said, "Sister-in-law, this place is not safe. Let's go back first."
The two returned home. Mu Nanqing hadn't recovered from the shocking fight just now. She had only seen such scenes on TV before.
"Xiao Chuan, what was that just now?" Mu Nanqing asked.
Lu Chuan smiled bitterly and said, "It should be Qin Lan and Liu Kun seeking revenge on me."
Mu Nanqing looked shocked, "They're too ruthless! That person just now clearly wanted to kill you."
Lu Chuan sighed, "I didn't expect them to be so ruthless either."
Mu Nanqing blamed herself, "It's all my fault. If you didn't stand up for me, you wouldn't have been retaliated against."
Lu Chuan smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, what nonsense are you talking about? This is clearly Qin Lan and Liu Kun's fault. And I'm fine now. Don't worry, I'm powerful now. They can't touch me."
Mu Nanqing thought about it and felt the same way. When Lu Chuan showed his martial prowess just now, she felt a hint of admiration for her younger brother.
She looked at Lu Chuan somewhat shyly and said, "Xiao Chuan, it's great to have you."
Lu Chuan felt a shiver run down his spine from Mu Nanqing's gaze and quickly said, "Sister-in-law, I expended too much energy in the fight just now. I need to recover quickly, and you should rest early too."
Then he hurried back to his room.
Mu Nanqing didn't dwell on it either and turned to take a shower.
Lu Chuan sat cross-legged on the bed, practicing his techniques, and began to breathe and circulate his energy. Soon, his mind calmed down.
The next morning.
Lu Chuan finished his cultivation, stretched lazily, and returned to his peak state.
But there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"Nowadays, it's the end of the Dharma era, and the spiritual energy in the air is extremely thin. Practicing in the conventional way is too slow."
Yesterday's battle made Lu Chuan realize that although he had a lineage of cultivation, until he turned that lineage into his own strength, there were still plenty of people who could easily kill him.
Although internal energy experts were far inferior to cultivators, they still followed a complete path. Lu Chuan speculated that at an advanced level of internal energy cultivation, they could also reach the Dao. Even though he could easily overpower internal energy experts of the same level or even two or three levels higher, there were still stronger experts out there.
The internal energy expert Qin Lan could hire just with money already made Lu Chuan feel stretched to his limit. Not to mention the renowned Long Tianya.
So he urgently wanted to improve his strength, only then could he qualify to make up for Chu Mengyao, and only then could he have the ability to protect Mu Nanqing.
"If I follow the routine cultivation, it will take about a week before I can reach the second level of Qi training. Looks like I need to find a way to refine some pills to speed up my cultivation."
Thinking of this, he began to miss the night with Chu Mengyao, after all, being ecstatic and rapidly improving at the same time was simply the dream cultivation method for all cultivators.
He quickly freshened up, had breakfast with Mu Nanqing, gave her some instructions, and then hurried to the herbal market.
To refine high-quality pills, the medicinal materials needed to be aged. Lu Chuan had a heritage that allowed him to discern the quality of medicinal materials at a glance. However, even so, after browsing through the herbal market for a whole round, he didn't find many old herbs. After all, this was a wholesale place, and the truly aged medicinal materials were hidden in the antique street.
But those places were not places where Lu Chuan, who had only tens of thousands of dollars in assets, could go.
However, after some searching, Lu Chuan still found several good medicinal materials, including two ten-year-old herbs, which cost him a total of fifty thousand dollars, almost making him heartbroken.
"Ten-year-old medicinal materials are already so expensive. Wouldn't hundred-year-old ones be sky-high? Nowadays, without money, even cultivation is difficult." Lu Chuan couldn't help but complain.
He went to a Chinese medicine shop, gave the apprentice fifty dollars, and borrowed the tools from the shop to refine the medicine.
After some busy work, he used the purchased medicinal materials to refine three Xuan Yuan Pills. This was a kind of pill that could increase one's cultivation base, greatly assisting cultivators in the Qi training period. However, the quantity of three pills was still a bit small, at most allowing him to reach the peak of the first level of Qi training. Breaking through would still be somewhat difficult.
Looking at the remaining scraps of medicinal materials used to refine the Xuan Yuan Pills, he felt it would be a waste to discard them. So he added a few more herbs and boiled a pot of black medicinal paste.
At this time, the apprentice walked over and saw the medicinal paste that Lu Chuan had refined, with a disdainful look on his face, saying, "You probably don't even know how to boil medicine, right? Look at this thing you made, it's like asphalt. Is this also medicine?"
Lu Chuan smiled and said, "This thing is called Healing Ointment. It has the effect of stopping bleeding, reducing swelling, and removing scars, and can be used for all kinds of injuries. It takes only a few seconds to take effect. It also has another function..."
The apprentice asked, "What function?"
Lu Chuan chuckled, "You're still young, I won't tell you."
The apprentice rolled his eyes. "Hmph, I think you're just fooling people. This black stuff you made not only might not heal external injuries, it might even poison people."
Lu Chuan smiled faintly, not arguing. Although the Healing Ointment didn't look good, its effects were definitely first-rate. After all, it was the basic medicine used by cultivators.
This was what he planned to sell. After all, buying medicinal materials today had cost him a lot, and he needed to find a way to earn it back. Moreover, the medicinal materials needed for cultivation in the future would only increase and become more expensive. He needed to find a stable way to make money.
He put the Healing Ointment into small bottles, a total of thirteen bottles.
Just as he was about to leave with the Healing Ointment, a group of people carrying stretchers with several people covered in knife wounds and bleeding entered the Chinese medicine shop.
Then, a middle-aged man with a stubbly beard and wearing a gold chain, who didn't look like a good person at first glance, walked in with a group of lackeys.
The old Chinese doctor in the Chinese medicine shop was frightened and quickly stood up from his recliner.
The middle-aged man spoke lightly, "My brothers were injured while fighting for territory. Please, sir, treat them. Money is not a problem."
The old Chinese doctor looked at the middle-aged man for a few moments, exclaimed, "Mo Lao Wu, Fifth Master?"
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, "Please, sir."
"Don't worry, I'll treat them right away." The old Chinese doctor couldn't afford to neglect and quickly went to check the condition of the injured on the stretchers.
Lu Chuan, who was on the side, was somewhat surprised when he looked at the middle-aged man. He had also heard of Mo Lao Wu's reputation. This person was a well-known gang leader in Qiao Dong District, with a group of lackeys under his command. In the earlier years, he had made a name for himself through fighting and killing, and now he owned several bars and KTVs, with considerable assets.
After the old Chinese doctor checked the condition of the injured, he frowned, then looked somewhat apprehensively at Mo Lao Wu and said, "Fifth... Fifth Master, forgive me, but I am limited in my abilities. The injuries of your brothers are too severe. There are several centimeters deep cuts in several places, and countless bruises. My small medicine shop doesn't have the conditions to treat them. You can only take them to the hospital."
Mo Lao Wu furrowed his brows and cursed, "The hospital is so crowded with people waiting in line, it's ridiculous. I'm a civilized person and don't want to cut in line. Otherwise, I wouldn't have brought them here. Please, sir, think of a solution."
The old Chinese doctor shook his head helplessly, "Fifth Master, I really am powerless."
Seeing this, Lu Chuan's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward and said, "Fifth Master, I have a medicine here that happens to be able to treat the injuries of your brothers. Are you interested?"
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