Hanging Sword's Number One Prodigy

Bai Qiushuang opened the Pill Furnace, inside which lay four pills, one more than expected.

Four pills, perfectly round and with a subtle fragrance, lay quietly at the bottom of the furnace.

The Frost-Hand Alchemist glanced at it, nodded slightly, and was quite satisfied with the results of this alchemy. "Good luck, one more than expected."

She reached out and took one, then handed the remaining three to Ye An, saying, "As agreed, I'll take one, and the rest are yours."

"This lad thanks Frost-Hand Alchemist."

Ye An accepted the pill; the newly made Nine-Turn Rebirth Pill was still slightly warm.

The medicinal power of the three pills seeped out through their shells, carrying a warm sensation that soothed the Root Bone, like holding a small stone that had been warmed by the sun.

Lin Wanyue stood to the side, smiling, and said, "Freshly made pills have the most potent medicinal properties and the best effects. How about I find you a quiet room, and you can take it now?"

As she spoke, her gaze fell on Ye An's pills, as if she were mentioning it casually.

But in reality, she knew that Ye An was preparing to leave the Hanging Sword Sect, and she said this to make Ye An stay for another half a day.

Ye An didn't think much of it and nodded in agreement.

The meditation room is small; it is a stone chamber used by the Hanging Sword Sect for its disciples to cultivate in seclusion.

Ye An sat down cross-legged and put a Nine-Turn Rebirth Pill into his mouth.

The moment the pill entered the stomach, a warm medicinal power spread out, flowing slowly along the meridians. Wherever it passed, the meridian walls seemed to be purified by a thin layer of warm current, and the speed of True Essence circulation began to accelerate.

Ye An closed his eyes and followed the medicinal power to circulate the "Black Tortoise Sea-Suppressing Art".

The medicinal power of the Nine-Turn Rebirth Pill was refined little by little, first merging into the meridians, then into the Dantian, and finally slowly into every corner of the True Essence circulation.

Ye An could feel changes happening to his body.

The Low-B Grade Root Bone has been changed to the Mid-Grade B!

This improvement is like running on a narrow road and suddenly finding that the road has been widened.

Compared to the previous move from High-Grade C to Low-B Grade, this improvement is more significant.

Ye An opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

With the meridians unblocked, the flow of True Essence was much faster than before.

As for the two Nine-Turn Rebirth Pill remaining in my palm, even if I take them again, their effects will be almost negligible. Rather than wasting them, I'd better leave them for those who need them more.

But Ye An hadn't decided who to give it to yet, so he pushed open the door to the quiet room and went out.

He then saw Lin Wanyue waiting for him under the pavilion ahead. When she saw Ye An out, she noticed a slight change in him. "How are you?"

"Thank you very much. My Root Bone has been Mid-Grade B. If there are any similar treasures in the future, please keep an eye out for them for me, Miss Lin," Ye An said earnestly after expressing his gratitude.

"Sure, but you'll owe me more and more then." Lin Wanyue didn't refuse, she just smiled. "By the way, what do you plan to do with those two?"

Do you need it?

Lin Wanyue was taken aback, not expecting Ye An to answer like that, and then she laughed out loud.

"Me? Grade A Bone Aptitude, this pill is useless to me." Her laughter carried a hint of sarcasm.

It's like giving someone who has just finished the college entrance exam three years' worth of mock exam papers.

Ye An fell silent. "Good, good, all of them are Grade A geniuses."

It's okay, I'll put in the effort later.

Looking at Ye An's pitiful expression, Lin Wanyue began to feel sorry for Ye An's Root Bone.

But considering that comprehension is difficult to assess, and Ye An's breakthrough speed and Martial Arts progress indicate that his comprehension is not bad, he finds the other party even more infuriating.

Behind the Hanging Sword Sect, there is a secluded courtyard.

This is the residence of the number one genius of the Hanging Sword Sect.

Rumor has it that if any of the young martial artists in Cangwu Prefecture were to vie for the top spot, Chu Fengxing would certainly have a chance.

A petite girl stood by the courtyard gate, dressed in the attire of a disciple of the Hanging Sword Sect.

Her name is not often mentioned; she is mostly referred to as "Little Zhu".

Little Zhu was a sword attendant specially assigned to Chu Fengxing by the Hanging Sword Sect. Standing by the door, Little Zhu was not tall, barely reaching the lintel.

She had been by Chu Fengxing's side for two years. Although she was called a sword attendant, she was more like a personal errand girl, serving tea and water, tidying up the sword rack, announcing guests, and doing everything else.

However, she had no complaints. Her favorite thing was to stand not far away and watch Chu Fengxing practice his sword, occasionally handing him something, which made her very content.

She stood by the courtyard gate, watching a disciple walk briskly down the stone steps.

Upon seeing Little Zhu, the disciple slowed his pace slightly. "Senior Sister Little Zhu, I have something I wish to discuss with Senior Brother Chu."

Little Zhu glanced at him and said in a calm voice, "Wait, I'll go inform them."

Her footsteps were light and silent as she crossed the courtyard and walked to the stone platform.

Chu Fengxing sat cross-legged on a stone platform in the courtyard, a sword lying across his lap, its blade still sheathed.

His True Essence flowed slowly on the sword sheath, rising and falling gently.

Little Zhu moved closer to Chu Fengxing, the two now only half a step apart. "Senior brother, a junior brother requests an audience, saying he's here about the bet made during the sect's previous competition."

Chu Fengxing sensed Little Zhu's closeness but didn't open his eyes. "Let him in."

Little Zhu walked to the courtyard gate and welcomed the disciple inside.

The disciple thanked him and, upon reaching the stone platform, respectfully asked, "Senior Brother Chu, have you heard about Zhao Yuanling? He fought a match against someone from the Four Symbols Sect outside the Alchemy Chamber arena and lost."

Chu Fengxing's tone was flat, devoid of any extra emotion. "I know, and then what?"

"That person used Martial Arts from the Xuanwu Hall of the Four Symbols Sect Black Tortoise Hall. Many junior brothers feel that this matter concerns the Sect's reputation, and the Core Disciple all want you to express your opinion. If you agree, we would like to fight Ye An again."

Chu Fengxing interrupted him, "Zhao Yuanling brought this upon himself and lost face. You've all seen his usual behavior. If he lost because he was less skilled, that's his own business. What does it have to do with the Sect?"

"Furthermore, the four sects have always kept to themselves. Now, considering the time, there is still more than a year before the exchange between the four sects of Cangwu. If we really want to bring glory to our Sect, we need to focus our attention here."

The disciple opened his mouth, about to say something.

"My target is Shen Jingfeng." Although Chu Fengxing didn't open his eyes, he had already sensed it. "I don't care about the others. Don't bother me with this kind of thing again."

Little Zhu watched the other person's hurried departure, her lips pursed slightly, and a hint of smugness surfaced in her curved eyes.

She recognized this person; he had some standing within the Inner Sect. But judging from his demeanor just now, she wished she could shrink into a ball and run away immediately.

Little Zhu withdrew her gaze and gave a soft hum, in a voice only she could hear.

"Who is Senior Brother Chu? He's the number one genius of the Hanging Sword Sect. How dare you bother him?"

"They even want Senior Brother Chu to deal with a Qi Condensation cultivator from the Four Symbols Sect Meridian Opening... no, I mean Qi Condensation. Anyway, someone inferior to Senior Brother has the nerve to ask him to step in. Aren't they ashamed?"

As Little Zhu pondered, a slight smile crept onto her lips, and a vague, indescribable feeling washed over her.

Senior Brother Chu is truly amazing. He looks so handsome practicing his sword. He looks even more handsome when he closes his eyes and doesn't speak.

She stood by the door every day, and everyone thought she was just quietly keeping watch, but only she knew that she spent most of her time secretly watching Chu Fengxing.

"Senior brother's words Fang Cai were truly impressive." She thought about Chu Fengxing's last words several times in her mind before finally suppressing her barely concealed thoughts.

The courtyard returned to peace.