Mei Chaofeng's expression shifted repeatedly before she finally asked in disbelief, "Guo Jing is really that formidable now?"
"He'll only grow stronger. That kid may seem simple-minded, but he's wise beneath it all. He's willing to work hard, and his luck is outrageously good. Someone else raised medicinal snakes for decades, yet he drank their blood and gained decades' worth of inner strength for nothing.
After I taught him the Nine Yang Manual, that old beggar Hong Qi took a liking to him and taught him the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms.
He isn't even twenty yet. Who can say what opportunities he'll encounter in the future?
And with your clever, brilliant little junior sister Huang Rong helping him...
For the next several decades, the martial world will revere him above all others."
Mei Chaofeng looked unwilling, then deflated.
"I never imagined that foolish boy from back then would grow to this point.
Since he is the man Little Junior Sister values, no matter how much I hate him, I naturally cannot harm him."
Gu Hui teased, "I'm afraid you'll overestimate yourself and he'll be the one to hurt you.
After all, something as interesting as reforming a villain cannot be ruined by that kid."
Gu Hui tossed the medicine chest to Mei Chaofeng and had her carry it as well. Then he led her out of Jiaxing, searching through every mountain they passed.
They wandered and stopped along the way. Calling it herb gathering would be less accurate than calling it sightseeing.
Along the way, they gathered herbs while treating illnesses and saving people.
By the time they finally arrived outside Xiangyang City, three years had passed.
Over those three years, from Jiaxing to Xiangyang, Mei Chaofeng had completely mastered the Divine Claw of Crushing Fortifications. Her martial arts had become