Buying a Prescription

Name: Su Que (17 years old)

Lifespan: 48

Talent Value: 7

Martial Arts: Seven Injuries Fist (Entry Level 1%), Five Animal Frolics (Initial Glimpse 1%)

This breakthrough had increased his lifespan by seven years and his Talent Value by one point.

As his Seven Injuries Fist realm rose, the increase to his lifespan had gradually slowed.

Even with his current lifespan, if he stopped practicing fist techniques now, he could live to sixty-five.

In this world, most elderly people died at around that age.

"I wonder how powerful my fist force is now?"

With that thought, Su Que sank into a horse stance and threw a punch!

Bang!

His fist force struck the air with an explosive crack!

A faint ripple spread through the air along with his punch.

"So the Seven Injuries Fist of that White Lotus Sect leader that night had reached the third realm, Entry Level."

Su Que recalled what he had seen that night. The ripples around that White Lotus Sect leader's fist had been more distinct than his own.

However, he reckoned that if he kept training, it would not be long before he could produce ripples of that degree.

Su Que walked into the woods and found a tree.

Then, aiming at its trunk, he smashed out a punch!

Bang!

The entire trunk snapped and flew out abruptly, crashing into two other trees in succession.

The two trees bore the force, their trunks breaking as well. All three fell to the ground together, kicking up clouds of dust.

"My punching power really has increased by quite a bit compared with the previous realm!"

When he had first entered the second realm, Minor Accomplishment, he could only just barely break a single trunk.

But now, the remaining force after breaking one trunk could still smash through two more.

Seeing that it was late at night, Su Que put on his clothes, left the woods, and returned home.

Over the past two months, Su Que's days had been steady and peaceful.

Yet he had caught a whiff of unease in Jade Water City.

Because he had already seen signs of White Lotus Sect activity within Jade Water City.

About half a month ago, a middle-aged monk had appeared. He carried a whisk and wore white monk's robes embroidered with a pitch-black lotus, often preaching throughout the city.

The monk brought several White Lotus Disciples with him, scattering copper coins among the people while spreading the doctrine: "Immortal Mother, Land of Ultimate Bliss. Enter our homeland, and there shall be no suffering or hardship."

Sometimes, he even had other White Lotus Disciples demonstrate their invulnerability to blades and spears, making the people truly believe in the existence of the Immortal Mother.

The father of one child Su Que taught was a Constable at the Jade Water City Yamen, named Luo Tianli.

After class one day, Su Que chatted with Luo Tianli and learned that the White Lotus Sect had already absorbed the local Caobang Gang into its fold and was preparing to gnaw away at the other local gangs step by step.

If they were not stopped, Jade Water City would likely soon fall under the White Lotus Sect's control.

Su Que asked Luo Tianli why the Yamen did not intervene.

Luo Tianli answered that the White Lotus Sect seemed to be trying to recruit the people here into its faith.

Over the past half month, the number of experts arriving here had suddenly increased.

Moreover, most of the White Lotus Sect disciples here knew the Seven Injuries Fist.

Though most were not proficient in it, the power of their fist force was still beyond what ordinary soldiers could withstand.

Thus, even if their Yamen gathered every armed force currently available, they likely would not be a match for the White Lotus Sect.

Their Yamen was preparing to request support from the Prefectural City and seek help from the local martial arts schools.

After their conversation, Su Que realized that the White Lotus Sect had become even more rampant in Jade Water City than he had imagined.

He only hoped the Yamen could truly drive the White Lotus Sect away and not let them disrupt his peaceful life.

Another month passed.

Su Que's life remained peaceful.

He occasionally heard that entire families in the city had joined the White Lotus Sect.

But that had nothing to do with him.

At least for now, the White Lotus Sect's activities had not affected him.

One evening, after eating, he left the city as usual.

After three months, the wild beasts on Ancient Cliff Mountain outside the city had all been hunted clean by him.

His hunting grounds had now moved elsewhere, to White Tiger Forest, thirty li outside the city.

Legend had it that someone once encountered a white tiger in the forest, hence its name.

But Su Que had hunted there for three nights without seeing any white tiger.

He had, however, seen a Fat Tiger, which had become food in his belly last night.

Tonight, Su Que hunted a wild boar. After eating a meal of roasted pork, he continued practicing the Seven Injuries Fist.

After training for two hours, his heart stirred, and he summoned his Attributes.

Name: Su Que (17 years old)

Lifespan: 50

Talent Value: 8

Martial Arts: Seven Injuries Fist (Entry Level 15%), Five Animal Frolics (Initial Glimpse 1%)

The Seven Injuries Fist was progressing more slowly than before.

The third realm, Entry Level, seemed to be a watershed. No matter how he trained, he could no longer make the rapid progress he once had.

Even with 8 points of Talent Value, he was like this, let alone others.

Perhaps for most martial artists who cultivated the Seven Injuries Fist, this realm would be the furthest they could reach in their entire lives.

Before, he could rise one realm in a little over a month.

At his current pace, even counting the Talent Value he would gain later, he would probably need two or three months before he could rise another realm.

The news he had received said that the White Lotus Sect's infiltration of Jade Water City was growing faster and faster.

He did not know whether the White Lotus Sect would affect him and his elder sister.

If they did, then with his current strength, he might only be able to kill relatively formidable disciples of the White Lotus Sect.

If a true expert came, he probably would not be able to defeat them.

"I wonder how I can speed up the Seven Injuries Fist's cultivation progress..."

Drawing on the experience of his previous life, Su Que came up with two methods: taking medicine and cultivating internal arts.

In this world, he knew very little about martial arts and had not yet even heard the term "internal arts."

Besides, if he cultivated internal arts, they would have a backlash on his body.

If he truly wanted to cultivate internal arts, he could only seek out unorthodox internal arts that harmed both others and oneself.

Such internal arts would be even harder to find.

He would likely have to seek them from some evil sects.

Suddenly, he thought of the White Lotus Sect.

Perhaps someone in the White Lotus Sect knew such internal arts.

But even in the White Lotus Sect, not everyone would practice that kind of evil art that harmed themselves.

To find such a person, he would need to gather information on the White Lotus Sect.

And even if he learned which White Lotus Sect member knew such internal arts, he did not know whether his current strength, together with external tools like lime and Animal Traps, would be enough to subdue that person.

"Perhaps I should first try taking medicine to increase my strength."

"Once my strength has risen, I can go after evil arts."

Although the effects reversed when he cultivated Martial Arts,

the effects should not reverse when he took medicine.

Otherwise, every time he ate, he would only grow hungrier and weaker.

With that thought, Su Que decided that after class the next day, he would visit the martial arts schools in the east of the city to ask around.

Medicines for training were generally things that only martial arts schools would have Prescriptions for.

After class the next day, Su Que bid farewell to the adorable children and went to the south of the city, visiting several clothing shops.

He bought a hood, a cloak, loose-fitting clothes, and a pair of long boots separately.

He needed to disguise himself, lest the people at the martial arts schools remember him.