The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 96 - 93 Pharmacist

Chapter 96: Chapter 93 Pharmacist

As the cold evaporated, a pure white True Qi emerged between Qing Yu’s palms.

"This is?" Feng Jiu could feel that this True Qi stemmed from the same source as the Vast Righteous Qi within his body.

"Just now, during the final palm clash, I intercepted this palm force from Han Wenxin. It’s a pity he held back at the end, otherwise, I might have captured more and had a chance to delve into his secrets."

"It is indeed authentic Vast Righteous Qi," Feng Jiu nodded affirmatively.

"What about this hand technique then? Take a look..."

While speaking, Qing Yu silently operated the "Little Faceless Skill" to mimic the move Han Wenxin had used, forcing the intercepted True Qi to his palm.

"How about it? Have you seen this hand technique before?" Qing Yu asked.

Although it was merely a replica, To Qing Yu, it resembled Han Wenxin’s palm strike by seventy to eighty percent.

"This hand technique..." Feng Jiu frowned and pondered. Although he had read descriptions of various Martial Arts due to his interest, he had never truly seen them and could not recognize them immediately.

"It seems to be... Long Sky Divine Palm..." Feng Jiu stated somewhat uncertainly.

"Long Sky Divine Palm, is it Confucian Martial Arts?" Qing Yu asked.

Based on his clash with Han Wenxin, this move matched perfectly with Vast Righteous Qi and should indeed belong to Confucian Martial Arts.

"Yes, it is Confucian Martial Arts, and quite famous. When Daqian Ancestor Ji Muqing first became the Grandmaster of Great Zhou, filled with ambition, he sought to reorganize the turbulent Great Zhou lands. The Long Sky Divine Palm was created in response to this spirit of reshaping the mountains and rivers."

"Long sky snow drifted wildly, changing the old landscapes of the mountains and rivers," Feng Jiu intoned, "Long Sky Divine Palm thus took its name."

Qing Yu recalled the scene when Han Wenxin executed the hand technique; it was majestic and irresistible. Although Han Wenxin himself was not as potent as the Daqian Ancestor, that spirit of "changing the old landscapes" was evident in his strike.

"So," Qing Yu raised an eyebrow, "Han Wenxin belongs to Daqian?"

Feng Jiu, however, shook his head, "Not sure. Ji Muqing created the ’Long Sky Divine Palm’ before he reached the age of forty, decades before overthrowing Zhou to establish Daqian. At that time, he was still the leader of the Humanity Lineage of Confucian, so this hand technique was recorded in Confucian texts, and both lineages had access to study it. Today, Mountain River Academy should also have records of this hand technique."

"That makes sense. If only Daqian had this hand technique, Han Wenxin wouldn’t dare to use it so casually."

"It seems that Han Wenxin’s background is even more intriguing..."

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In Divine Capital.

Students from Mountain River Academy were walking in groups, taking a break around Divine Capital.

Though the scenery on Datong Mountain was beautiful and the academy’s architecture grand, staying in one place for a long time could get tiresome. Especially since those residing in the mountains mostly saw men.

All of them were youth in their prime, and most had experienced the sweet allure of romance. Who among them didn’t have a restless heart? Especially given the particular environment of Mountain River Academy, where they even hesitated to execute the unique "Five Dragons Embrace Pillar" technique.

After all, not everyone possessed the daring of Jin Mingxuan to hold covert classes. Getting caught meant expulsion.

For an example of such an expulsion, please see Zhang Qian Ding.

However, there are always mavericks in a crowd. In one group of academy students, there was one who silently drifted away before reaching Tianyue Workshop.

This well-behaved student discreetly left the group before reaching Tianyue Workshop.

He turned into a small alley and walked along the road to the back door of a tavern.

Following a young servant waiting behind the door, they ascended to a private room on the second floor of the tavern.

After leading the scholar to the private room, the young servant closed the room door from outside, leaving the scholar alone in the uninhabited room.

No, there was someone...

From behind the bamboo curtain at one side of the private room, a strange voice emerged, "Xu Mingfeng, you’ve run out of medicine again?"

The voice of the speaker was very peculiar, as if multiple people were speaking at once, overlapping and obviously disguised.

"Medicine, Pharmacist Sir, please grant me some medicine!"

This seemingly well-behaved scholar was none other than Xu Mingfeng. However, Xu Mingfeng now was vastly different from before.

In just half a month, the young master who once had a ruddy complexion, casually wore fur in the bitter cold, and drank freely, now appeared pale, covered in cold sweat, trembling, and looking as though he was on his deathbed.

"My rules, you know them. I have the medicine, but where is your money?" said the Pharmacist from behind the bamboo curtain.

"I have it," Xu Mingfeng, trembling, took out several silver notes from his chest, "Five thousand-tael silver notes from Hui Bao Bank, totaling five notes, for five bottles of Longevity Powder."

His words were humble, bearing none of the spirited appearance of the past. The former Xu Mingfeng, although a dissolute young man, outwardly displayed a refined demeanor and had good looks.

Now, however, he appeared like a dying ghost, unwilling to succumb to death yet exuding a deathly pallor.

"One thousand taels per bottle was the price half a month ago. Unfortunately, Xu Mingfeng, there have been too many buyers recently, the supply is scarce, and the price has risen. Your five thousand taels can only buy a little more than three bottles."

"This, Pharmacist Sir, could you possibly lower the price a bit? I," Xu Mingfeng begged with a quivering voice.

At the beginning of the month, he had offended the Sixth Prince Feng Chaonan in front of the Mountain River Academy. Although Feng Jiu pleaded on his behalf and Feng Chaonan initially agreed,

given Feng Chaonan’s disposition, how could he possibly let Xu Mingfeng go after being publicly humiliated by him?

The moment Xu Mingfeng was taken away, the Xu Family cut off their support. Once Xu Mingfeng sobered up from the effects of the Longevity Powder and alcohol, he found himself an outcast in the Xu Family, left with nothing.

Xu Mingfeng was even more unfortunate than Zhang Qian Ding whom he ridiculed, as his father was not Zhang Haishan.

During this time, the dispirited Xu Mingfeng could only numb himself with Longevity Powder recommended by friends, blurring the present with the past, thinking nothing had changed.

Sadly, as his last bit of money dwindled, he couldn’t even afford Longevity Powder anymore.

"Alright, you were one of the first clients in Divine Capital to purchase Longevity Powder, and you’ve made many referrals too. I’ll personally gift you ten bottles of Longevity Powder," the Pharmacist eventually spoke from behind the curtain.

"But just this once. Next time, make sure you bring enough money."

"Thank, thank you, Pharmacist Sir." The surprise was so sudden that Xu Mingfeng trembled all over, shaking like a sieve.

"No need to thank me, take it," the Pharmacist clapped, a small door opened in the corner, and a person dressed as a young servant, carrying a tray with ten white medicine bottles, walked over with his head bowed.

"Pharmacist Sir, Pharmacist Sir," Xu Mingfeng, like a starving dog smelling a bone, hurriedly scooped the medicine bottles into his bosom.

"Pharmacist Sir, I will surely repay you generously in the future..."

Saying so, Xu Mingfeng turned and fled through the door, unable to wait any longer to relish in the bliss of forgetting all troubles.

"You’ll have to have a future for that..." Along with a normal tone of voice and a jesting remark, the young servant lifted his head, revealing a face with a mocking smile that Xu Mingfeng found all too familiar.