After examining her carefully, Song Qingshu found that Wang Yuyan truly deserved to be called breathtakingly beautiful. However, he was not Duan Yu. Having seen plenty of beauties through all kinds of high-definition cameras in modern society, he naturally had a higher resistance to such things.
Was Wang Yuyan really that much prettier than A Zhu and A Bi? Song Qingshu shook his head inwardly. They were all natural beauties. Once they reached a certain level, how could one so easily distinguish who was better-looking? It was like Fan Bingbing and Gao Yuanyuan—could anyone really say which one was more beautiful? Some people thought Fan was prettier, while others found Gao Yuanyuan more goddess-like. It was all a matter of personal taste.
The reason people in this world generally considered Wang Yuyan more beautiful than A Zhu and A Bi was not because her features were truly that much superior. Rather, it was the ethereal, almost immortal aura surrounding her. Ordinary men would feel ashamed of themselves after a single glance and not dare to keep looking. The impression from that one glance would sink deeply into their minds and be polished by all kinds of beautiful fantasies, naturally making Wang Yuyan seem far more beautiful than girl-next-door types like A Zhu and A Bi.
As a modern man, after the initial shock passed, Song Qingshu quickly managed to admire her face with a calm heart.
"Cousin, who are these people?" Wang Yuyan happened to notice Song Qingshu looking at her. Her long lashes trembled lightly. Though she felt shy, she was also somewhat displeased. Still, worried that they might be her cousin's good friends, she did not dare show it.
"These two are my friends." Murong Fu supported Wang Yuyan as they walked inside. "It's a long story. Let's talk as we walk."
"Internal Energy that can treat the meridians?" The group sat down in a nearby pavilion. After hearing Murong Fu explain Song Qingshu's condition, Wang Yuyan frowned thoughtfully.
"There are countless martial arts in the world today. When it comes to treating internal injuries, none are better than the Nine Yin Manual, which the Five Greats of the Central Plains once fought over." Wang Yuyan's words made Song Qingshu's heart sink. The Nine Yin Manual indeed had remarkable effects in treating internal injuries, but all his meridians had been severed. He could not mobilize his true qi to follow its methods and heal himself. Could this be the Internal Energy Murong Fu had mentioned before...
"However..." Wang Yuyan's change in tone sent Song Qingshu's heart into his throat. "Young Master Song's meridians are damaged. I'm afraid the Nine Yin Manual would not suit his condition."
Song Qingshu secretly admired her. Wang Yuyan herself knew not a trace of martial arts, yet she was intimately familiar with every martial art under heaven and understood them thoroughly. Murong Fu was standing atop a treasure mountain without realizing it. Whenever Wang Yuyan offered him guidance, he instead became angry. His mind was too narrow; he would never amount to much.
"Does Miss Wang have any other solution?" Madam Hu asked softly from the side.
Wang Yuyan was also astonished by this elder sister's beauty. She nodded slightly in greeting before continuing, "I once saw these words in an out-of-print ancient text: the Nine Yin Manual primarily treats shriveled and obstructed meridians, while the Divine Light Scripture primarily treats broken meridians and bones. One governs the internal, the other the external. As for their actual effects, I have never read either book, so I dare not draw conclusions rashly..."
Song Qingshu began trembling uncontrollably. His heart surged with excitement. That's right, that's right! How could I forget the Divine Light Scripture? Ding Dian and Di Yun had their shoulder blades pierced and their hamstrings severed, yet they could still become lively and vigorous through the Divine Light Scripture. It could even revive someone who had just died...
"Thank you for your guidance, Miss Wang." Song Qingshu rose excitedly. His heart had already flown away, and he wished he could immediately set out to search for the Divine Light Scripture.
Seeing Song Qingshu's excitement, Madam Hu knew they had likely found the right answer. She hurriedly looked at Wang Yuyan and asked, "Miss Wang, do you know where the Divine Light Scripture can be found?"
Wang Yuyan furrowed her lovely brows, tilting her head as she thought carefully. "It is said that Mei Niansheng, a renowned master of central Hunan, knows this divine art. But he has always wandered without a fixed residence. I don't know where he can be found."
Song Qingshu could not help staring blankly. He secretly wondered whether Mei Niansheng had already fallen victim to his three disciples at this point. If he was already dead, then Song Qingshu could only start with Ding Dian and Di Yun.
"Young Master Murong and Miss Wang, I, Song, will forever remember the life-saving grace you have shown me." Song Qingshu stood and thanked them sincerely.
"I only read a few scattered passages in a book. We don't even know whether it will work." Wang Yuyan could not help feeling somewhat shy at his fervent thanks.
"We are all people of the martial world. Why be so polite, Young Hero Song?" Murong Fu hurriedly stood and returned the salute.
Song Qingshu sighed inwardly. On the surface, Murong Fu truly seemed like a flawless young talent. This time, the two of them had helped him. One day, he would certainly repay them...
"I plan to make a trip to central Hunan. Sister-in-law, stay here for a few days. Tracking down Murong Jingyue is more important." Song Qingshu turned to Madam Hu and deliberately said.
"Yes. If Madam Hu finds it inconvenient to stay at Yanziwu, she can stay with my cousin instead. Mantuo Mountain Villa is filled entirely with women, so Madam Hu need not worry," Murong Fu added, fanning the flames.
Madam Hu looked at Song Qingshu awkwardly. With chaos and war everywhere, Uncle has lost all his martial arts, and he is too stubborn to bow his head. He probably cannot even make it to central Hunan...
"The Murong Family is already investigating Murong Jingyue. There is no use in my staying here. Uncle has lost all his martial arts, and the road is unsafe. I should accompany Uncle to central Hunan." Madam Hu finally made her decision.
The moment she said this, everyone present wore strange expressions. A man and woman, uncle and sister-in-law, traveling alone together...
A Bi, remembering how intimate the two had been aboard the boat last time, let her thoughts wander even further astray.
Madam Hu quickly realized the atmosphere had become strange. With a turn of thought, she understood what everyone was thinking, and her ears grew slightly hot. Yet there was no way to explain such things. Remembering that her relationship with Uncle was as pure as the sun and moon, she soon calmed down.
Song Qingshu was now completely racing against time. Zhou Zhiruo might find him at any moment. If he was still half-dead by then, he would probably be doomed.
Though there was the soul-stirring Fairy Sister here, the gentle A Bi, and the sweet A Zhu, Song Qingshu still decided to depart immediately.
Faced with his farewell, Wang Yuyan merely nodded slightly. All her thoughts were on her cousin. Her gaze at Murong Fu was filled with tenderness, filled with love.
Things having come to this, Murong Fu knew that continuing to urge them to stay would only arouse suspicion. He could only call for A Zhu to bring over a bundle of valuables and present it to them. "The two of you are traveling a thousand li. Please accept these travel expenses as a token of my goodwill... If you regard me, Murong Fu, as a friend, I hope you will not refuse. I wish Young Hero Song a swift recovery. The gates of Yanziwu will always be open to you both..."
Since he had put it that way, Song Qingshu no longer declined. He accepted the bundle, clasped his hands, and thanked him. "For today's life-saving grace, I will repay it a hundredfold someday!"
"Uncle, don't you think Young Master Murong seemed a little too enthusiastic toward me?" After leaving Mantuo Mountain Villa, Madam Hu hesitated several times before finally unable to resist asking.
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