Discovery (Part 1)

Great Capital · Heavenly Treasure Palace.

In front of one of the palace gates, Zhang Qingzhi and some young Daoist priests were carrying newly arrived medicinal herbs with great effort.

Boxes of medicinal herbs, emitting a rich aroma, were unloaded from the oxcart, ready to be transported to various parts of the Dao Palace for everyone's use.

Under the bright sunshine, as the Great Dao Sect continues to thrive, more and more people are ordering medicinal herbs from Zhang Qingzhi.

As more and more disciples entered Heavenly Treasure Palace, his business flourished.

After all, whether practicing martial arts or Civilian Skill, one needs a lot of medicinal herbs and alchemy to assist in the practice.

"Senior brother, all the goods have arrived. Please check them." The young Daoist in charge of delivery stepped forward and handed him a list.

"Alright, thank you so much. You've really had a hard time on this trip." Zhang Qingzhi smiled gently.

"No, no."

"Brother Xiao Zhi!" Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in the distance and quickly approached.

She was a pretty girl with almond-shaped eyes, fair skin, and a cute and charming face.

The girl wore a slightly modified Daoist skirt, her figure slender, and as she walked by, she left behind a faint fragrance of sachets. Her elegance was like that of pure white Sunny Flower.

"Xiao He, you've arrived?" Zhang Qingzhi's smile suddenly revealed barely suppressed joy as he stepped forward to greet her.

"Xiao Zhi, has the Red Jade Heavenly Fragrance Pill I ordered last time arrived? You promised me."

The girl was none other than Lin Qianhe, Zhang Qingzhi's childhood sweetheart.

Her looks and figure are indeed top-notch. Her eyes hold a hint of innocence, while her words and actions reveal a touch of cuteness and cleverness, making her seem like the girl next door, making people want to get close to her.

"We're here, we've been here for a while, but I haven't had a chance to deliver it to you yet." Zhang Qingzhi tried his best to control his breathing to avoid the embarrassment of stammering again.

He quickly took out a small black jade bottle, about the size of a palm, from the inside pocket of his clothes. The name of the medicine was labeled on it.

"I found a very good senior brother to help me refine it, so the effect is absolutely authentic!" he explained in a low voice.

"It's really healed!!" Lin Qianhe's eyes widened in surprise. She had only wanted to try and see if she could get this precious elixir from Zhang Qingzhi.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually got it! Even her father had a very limited supply of this kind of pill. It was a great aid to Civilian Skill cultivation, but because the refining process was complicated and extremely time-consuming, it was often priceless and unavailable.

"Brother Xiao Zhi, you're so great!! Ahhh!!" Lin Qianhe rushed up without hesitation and grabbed Zhang Qingzhi's arm.

The softest parts of their bodies would intentionally or unintentionally press against the other person.

Zhang Qingzhi's face flushed instantly, and he froze. A surge of heat rushed to his head, and he felt a burning sensation all over his body.

For a moment, he couldn't hear any sound around him, only the soft touch on his arm. It captured all his attention.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that all the hard work he had put in for more than two months, asking others for Hua Qian and spending money to find the necessary materials time and time again, was worthwhile.

Suddenly, the soft touch disappeared.

Zhang Qingzhi slowly recovered from his dazed state, looking at the petite figure who was holding the medicine and happily waving goodbye to him.

He decided that he wouldn't wash his arms for the next week!

The beautiful figure gradually faded away until it disappeared completely.

Zhang Qingzhi remained standing there, motionless.

The sun was shining brightly, birds were singing, and flowers were blooming. The white Sunny Flower at the Heavenly Treasure Palace had bloomed again, and delicate petals were drifting in the wind.

Looking at the peaceful Heavenly Treasure Palace, the busy yet fulfilled Daoist priests, and the orderly and solemn chanting of scriptures in the distance.

Zhang Qingzhi suddenly felt that everything was so wonderful. He practiced his Civilian Skill in his spare time, and spent most of his time making money and refining medicine. He looked forward to seeing Xiao He every day.

He could feel that Xiao He and he were getting closer and closer step by step.

Xiao He trusted him more and more, and would come to him to confide in him whenever she was unhappy.

Whenever they encounter difficulties, they always come to him for help first.

She trusted him so much, just like when she was a child, pure and innocent!

Once again, he pierced Han Jia's heart with a blank expression.

Zhang Rongfang's expression was cold. He suddenly withdrew and stood still, knife in hand.

Boom! Another muffled sound rang out, and countless Silver Spirit Thread, like silver snakes dancing in the air, instantly expanded to a radius of thirty meters.

Zhang Rongfang at the edge, watching the silver sphere.

This is the sixth Spirit Burst.

It'll be soon. He strained his eyes and stared intently at Han Jia's body.

After raging for a while, the numerous Silver Thread began to retract.

As the Spirit Thread contracts.

Zhang Rongfang moved forward simultaneously, gripping the All Under Heaven Blade tightly in his hand.

"It'll be here soon, almost there!"

His eyes were fixed on the place where a large number of Spirit Thread converged.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared.

He drew his sword at full speed and slashed diagonally forward.

With a hiss, the All Under Heaven Blade slashed open a massive, bloody gash in Han Jia's left shoulder, revealing writhing flesh and Silver Thread beneath.

Beneath the flesh and blood, a point of Silver Light began to move rapidly in Zhang Rongfang's vision.

Yes!

It moves!!

It not only moves, but it seems to be dodging! Dodging the blade.

Zhang Rongfang's blade relentlessly followed the Silver Light, slicing through Han Jia's body.

Unfortunately, the Silver Light vanished deep within the flesh and blood.

"No, it's too fast. With just this limited vision, we can't see some deeper areas, so we simply can't keep up."

If even I can't keep up, then others can't even begin to follow."

He sheathed his knife and looked at Han Jia, who had completely lost consciousness. He then swung his hand and knocked her unconscious.

What Zhang Rongfang didn't notice was that the Silver Light inside Han Jia's body was indeed moving, but it was drawing a strange human face pattern along a fixed trajectory.

Disappointed, he left the pit. Zhang Zhenhai, who had been waiting outside, offered him a bottle of watermelon juice chilled with well water.

"Thank you for your hard work," Zhang Zhenhai said in a slightly reserved voice.

"Thank you," Zhang Rongfang replied with a smile.

Zhang Zhenhai seemed to be dressed up particularly carefully today.

A black fitted cloak, a black mask, a brown breastplate, a tight brown belt, and a black short dress underneath, with faint copper-colored cloud patterns at the hem.

The overall design seems understated yet subtly sexy.

In particular, the high breastplate clearly attracted attention, and the fair and delicate skin between the short skirt and black boots also made it impossible to look away.

You can also smell a faint lychee-scented Scented Powder when you get close.

"Is there anything else?" Zhang Rongfang had finished admiring the scenery and had no other thoughts. Seeing that Zhang Zhenhai still hadn't left, he couldn't help but ask.

"Here you go!" Zhang Zhenhai presented a small white brocade pouch with both hands, then turned and ran off in a flash.

Zhang Rongfang stared in astonishment at her figure, picked up the brocade pouch, and gently opened it.

Inside is a small, solid gold saddle.

The saddle is surrounded by intricate carvings, and a large, clear character is engraved on the side: "Peace".

"Is this... a gift?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly felt a subtle stirring in his heart.

In his entire life, apart from his family, no one had ever given him such a personal gift.

"Young master, is it a festival today?"

One of the Rebel Sect members who was guarding nearby finally couldn't stand it any longer and spoke up to warn them.

"A festival?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly remembered that today was the annual Double Leaf Festival of Great Ling.

Similar to Valentine's Day in his previous life, Zhang Zhenhai's intention in giving himself a gift on this day was self-evident.

Unfortunately, he had no intention of getting married and starting a family until he could acquire the martial power to fight against the Worship God warriors.

He carefully placed the golden saddle back and put it away. He could only temporarily disappoint this sentiment.

Zhang Rongfang quickly left the cave; he was going to seek out Yue Sheng again to obtain the scriptures.

That person is mysterious and unpredictable; perhaps he knows something else.

Before long, they returned to Cotton Cloud Residence.

Yue Sheng was sitting inside, enjoying his tea and snacks.

All kinds of pastries, braised meats, nuts, and fruits are available.

This money was naturally recorded in Zhang Rongfang's account.

"Brother Yue."

As soon as Zhang Rongfang entered, he walked straight toward Yue Sheng.

"You're here! Have a seat! Let's eat together," Yue Sheng said generously, pointing to the seat opposite him.

"I can't eat. I've encountered a problem, so I came here specifically to ask Brother Yue for advice," Zhang Rongfang sighed.

"No problem, no problem. Go ahead and tell me. I can't guarantee I can answer your questions; at most, I can give you some advice," Yue Sheng said with a smile. "After all, the world is so vast. I've just been to a lot of places and seen a lot of things, so what I know is just a drop in the ocean."

The more humble he was, the more Zhang Rongfang trusted him.

"That's right. Last time, Brother Yue said that all things have a heart, but what if that heart could also move? I can't capture it."

"Doesn't the heart naturally beat?" Yue Sheng asked inexplicably. "I don't understand other things, but I do know that because of different constitutions, everyone's heartbeat should be different. Some people even have their hearts on the right side, right?"

The heart is inherently restless? Zhang Rongfang narrowed his eyes, as if he had suddenly realized something.

He was already moving around, and now, as his life value continues to increase, his five senses are gradually becoming more and more acute.

He felt that way about himself.

Except for not having broken through the limits of human perception, all of his senses have reached the pinnacle of human capabilities.

Of course, there is only one thing that has undergone a qualitative change, and that is vision.

At this moment, we heard what Yue Sheng said.

Zhang Rongfang felt as if something flashed through his mind, and he was just a hair's breadth away from grasping it.

"What's wrong, Brother Zhang?" Yue Sheng looked at Zhang Rongfang, who was in a daze, with some curiosity and waved his hand in front of him.

"It's nothing." Zhang Rongfang snapped out of his reverie, quickly stood up, and clasped his hands in a fist salute. "I suddenly remembered something I need to take care of back home. Brother Yue, this meal is on me. I'll take my leave now. See you next time!"

"Huh?" Yue Sheng was about to speak when he saw the other person turn around and leave without any hesitation, disappearing outside the teahouse in no time.

He stroked his beard in confusion, shook his head, and continued eating.

"Ah, waiter, bring me another pot of Dark Cloud Clear Flower Tea!"

"Welcome, sir, but you've already had your fourth pot. How much is the money?" The waiter at Cotton Cloud Residence looked at Yue Sheng with a mixture of helplessness and horrified expression.

Unfortunately, this person never paid.

What's alarming is that this person has already eaten almost twice the amount of food an average person would eat. Isn't he afraid of stuffing himself to death?

"It's alright, it's alright. Brother Jingrong said that all the food will be on his tab!" Yue Sheng waved his hand dismissively.