The Return of the Condor Heroes: The Carefree Chapter (Part 9)

"Luoyang Residence" is one of the most elegant gathering places in Luoyang City. Spanning a vast area, with pavilions, terraces, bridges
, and streams, it exudes a poetic and picturesque charm, especially in the evenings. The flickering candlelight, the aroma of sandalwood, and the occasional strains of music and poetry create a truly
elegant atmosphere. Normally, it's a gathering place for high-ranking officials, wealthy merchants, and literary figures; few江湖 (jianghu, the
martial arts world) figures frequent it, as its refined atmosphere doesn't suit their rugged style.

This time, to show his sincerity and make the occasion as warm and inviting as possible, Scholar Yan specifically chose this place
and reserved the entire main hall of "Yuqiong Pavilion" on the west side. Entering directly from the west gate of Luoyang Residence, passing through a secluded
path , one arrives at "Yuqiong Pavilion." The hall is brightly lit; it can accommodate at least thirty tables simultaneously, but
only ten were set up today, making it appear extremely spacious, suitable for the straightforward and unpretentious style of these江湖 figures
. If interested, they can even practice martial arts. Five tables were occupied by members of the three factions from both sides of the Yellow River, two by
martial arts , two by grain merchants from Luoyang, and the main table was occupied by female musicians playing
elegant and melodious tunes, adding a touch of spring to the harsh winter.

The weather was perfect today; it hadn't snowed since morning, and now the sky was high and clear. Although the moon wasn't visible yet
, its faint light shone on the white snow, creating a poetic scene.

Yan Juren and Senior Sister Qin arrived shortly after late afternoon to make arrangements, and a dozen or so guards and maids from the household were also
brought to help.

The hall was bustling with activity. The members of the three factions, the Luoyang practitioners, and some of the grain merchants all knew each other and had some connections.
They understood the situation tonight, and since they were all interested in making connections, they all seemed particularly friendly.

Wang Changkun, the leader of the Hexi Gang, and his younger brother, Wang Changlu, the deputy leader; Shi
Liwan ; and Zhang Siluo, the leader of the Heluo Gang—all three gang leaders had arrived first. Following them, the short and capable river bully Zhuo Buqun and the mountain bully Han Buli also arrived
. They surrounded Yan Desheng and Senior Sister Qin, repeatedly apologizing and praising Yan Desheng's good
deeds . They all said they were blind and had been deceived by treacherous people, almost committing a despicable act and incurring the scorn of the heroes of the martial world. Yan Desheng
and Senior Sister Qin were very pleased, repeatedly humbly admitting that they had neglected to visit him, which had almost caused trouble. Fortunately,
everything turned out alright, and they had even become friends through this unexpected encounter.

After a period of pleasantries and conversation, the atmosphere became harmonious, and everyone took their seats. The three gangs and two local tyrants had a total
of fifty . Three were killed for throwing darts, and of the nine others who were identified, three also died. The whereabouts of the rest
were unknown. Tonight, however, there were nine women instead, but all nine women sat at the same table, so Qin Yanfen went to sit with them.

At the main table, the two local tyrants sat at the head of the table, with the three gang leaders sitting on either side. Scholar Yan sat in the main seat, and they had
invited the most prestigious man in Luoyang, Master Wang Yeneng, known as "Three-Ring Golden Knife," to accompany them. Three
seats were reserved next to Scholar Yan, which everyone assumed were for the three female warriors.

Qin Yanfen's table was the most eye-catching. The women laughed and chatted incessantly, and were particularly
persistent In addition, each of them was beautiful and poised, making them
the focus of attention for the wealthy guests at the other tables. However, everyone knew that these women were not to be trifled with. Besides Qin Yanfen, the other
nine women included two female disciples of the River Tyrant, Zhuang Lili (Feifeng Zhuang Lili) and the Mountain Tyrant, Fang Yayun. Zhuang Lili
was older, around thirty, while Fang Yayun was about twenty. The other three were the wives of the three gang leaders, and
the wife of Wang Changlu, the deputy leader of the Hexi Gang. These women were all over thirty, roughly the same age as Qin Yanfen. The remaining three
women were in their prime, not yet twenty. One was Zhong Jing,
the younger sister of Wang Changkun's wife (the Hexi Gang leader); another was Situ Mei, the younger sister of Wang Changlu's wife (the deputy leader); and the youngest,
Sun Xiaohong, was a disciple of Abbess Shengyin. Abbess Shengyin had some connection with Yang Guo, and she and Zhuo Buqun, the River Tyrant, were siblings. Sun Xiaohong was there as a New Year's
guest and, seeing the lively occasion, naturally insisted on coming along.

Sun Xiaohong clung to Qin Yanfen, coaxing, "Sister Qin, you said that blonde heroine is the same age as me?"

Qin Yanfen smiled and said, "Yes! She's getting married after the New Year. She's quite a figure, you know; her mother is
a noblewoman from Scotland!"

Sun Xiaohong asked longingly, "Sister Qin, does she really have blonde hair? She must be very beautiful. Why
doesn't she come?"

"There must be something else going on! 'Blonde heroine' is just a name they call themselves; they're not from the martial arts world.
Her blonde hair is absolutely gorgeous, and she has blue eyes too. She hates being called 'little vixen'!" Qin Yanfen laughed as she spoke
, and all the women laughed along.

Zhong Jing asked longingly, "Sister Qin, what are the surnames of the other two girls? How come their martial arts are so high?
My brother-in-law said he couldn't even beat one of them with a single finger. Is that true or not? My brother-in-law
never admits defeat." Zhong Jing was the sister-in-law of Wang Changkun, the leader of the Hexi Gang. In fact, Wang Changkun was defeated by A Zi in one move
.

Qin Yanfen sighed and said, "Their surname is Zhao. They are both my master's daughters and my junior sisters
. Their martial arts are far superior to mine. In fact, what they practice is no longer martial arts."

The women all exclaimed in surprise. Sun Xiaohong asked in confusion, "Sister Qin, if they don't practice martial arts,
what do they practice?"

Qin Yanfen looked at her with envy and said softly, "Little Sister Sun, they have reached the realm of cultivation, which is beyond the scope of
martial arts ."

The women all widened their eyes upon hearing this.

Seeing their envious yet seemingly disbelieving expressions, Qin Yanfen said, "We sisters hit it off today,
and there are many things I shouldn't have told you. They'll blame me if they find out
. Please don't tell anyone, sisters, to avoid making things difficult for me later."

The women felt a sense of kinship and said to Qin Yanfen, "Besides those at this table today,
we won't tell even our masters or husbands when we get back."

Qin Yanfen was very satisfied. She whispered, "My junior sister and Miss Azi won't be coming tonight, but three more ladies will be coming
later . They're all surnamed Yuan and are my master's adopted daughters. Their martial arts are even more powerful.
If you don't believe what I just said, you can try it later." She glanced at the neighboring tables and
said mysteriously, "My husband has arranged for them to sit at the main table. I think they won't be comfortable there. After we've had a few drinks and exchanged
pleasantries, I'll invite them to our table." The women were overjoyed, considering Qin Yanfen
one of their own , and their faces lit up with happiness.

Qin Yanfen continued, "Those Miss Yuans coming down are all very kind. They'll definitely like
you . If you have the chance to learn from them, you'll benefit immensely!" The women nodded repeatedly, craning
their necks towards the entrance, filled with anticipation and excitement.

Suddenly, a gasp came from the tables near the entrance. Everyone stood up, but then fell silent.
Qin Yanfen stood up and saw that Yuan Mingming, Chunlan, and Qiuju had gracefully entered "Yuqiong Pavilion." Qin Yanfen hurried to greet them
, and the women followed behind her, eager to see their "heroes."

The three women's mere presence at the entrance stunned all the patrons of Yuqiong Pavilion. Their delicate figures
were neither frail nor domineering; everyone in the hall felt a desire to approach them, yet
also a sense of unapproachability. Those present today were either seasoned veterans of the business world or had spent over
a decade , having seen countless people. Yet, none of them had ever felt anything like it. Everyone stared intently at the three
women, their faces beaming with genuine welcome. Yuan Mingming bowed slightly at the doorway, greeting everyone,
who all returned the bow.

Qin Yanfen hurried forward, taking Yuan Mingming's arm, and then bowing to Chunlan and Qiuju, saying, "Sister Yuan, please
come in quickly, everyone has been
waiting I'll invite you to our table later. The sisters adore you all."

Yuan Mingming smiled broadly, nodding to the women behind Qin Yanfen, appearing very friendly. The women were overjoyed.
Initially, the women were somewhat skeptical of Yuan Mingming and her two sisters, as the three were undeniably beautiful. Women
are often prone to jealousy, especially when beautiful women are vying for attention. However, from the first glance
, they all realized there was no comparison and abandoned any competitive spirit, replaced by genuine admiration
. Therefore, their expressions changed.

Yuan Mingming said, "I will obey your orders, elder sister. It's truly a pleasure to have so many beautiful sisters and
younger ." She then approached Sun Xiaohong, took her hand, and smiled, "Little sister, what's your surname
? It's so nice to see you."

Sun Xiaohong was overjoyed, blushing, and said, "Sister Yuan, my name is Sun Xiaohong. Sister Qin already introduced
you all, but she didn't mention how beautiful you are. Compared to you, I'm like an ugly duckling."

Yuan Mingming... He kissed the back of her hand and laughed, "Little Sister Sun is so beautiful! Everyone loves her."

At this moment, Scholar Yan hurriedly came out to greet them. Yuan Mingming, Chunlan, and Qiuju said in unison, "Greetings, brother-in-law."

Scholar Yan was very happy and said repeatedly, "Please come in quickly, please come in quickly. Yanfen, please help the three sisters
to take their seats."

The three women were all wearing light green floor-length dresses with belts tied around their waists. The belts fluttered, and they wore
no ornaments. On their feet, however, were a pair of short deerskin boots, which looked quite dashing. It turned out that they all liked
the style of Azi's boots, so they used Azi's boots as a model and found a shoemaker in Luoyang to make two pairs for each of them. Even
Yang Guo had two pairs of men's boots made.

Yuan Mingming sat in the center, flanked by Chunlan and Qiuju. The three women walked smilingly from the entrance to the main table. The more than one
hundred guests in the hall, along with the waiters, maids, and female musicians serving inside, all kept their eyes on the three women.

Before taking their seats, the three women bowed to the river tyrant Zhuo Buqun, the mountain tyrant Han Buli, the leaders of the three gangs, and the Three-Ring Golden Saber
King Yeneng, all of whom returned the bow with pleasure.

The river tyrant and the mountain tyrant, who had come to the gathering, were initially somewhat embarrassed. As defeated generals, they felt
ashamed, but given their age and reputation, to be defeated so inexplicably, and by unknown
young women, was something they had never even dreamed of. After recovering from their injuries, they thought it over and came to terms with it.
They believed that these women's martial arts skills were probably unmatched in the current martial arts world. Even if they had lost to
them , it wouldn't diminish their status much; after all, they hadn't claimed to be invincible! Thinking this way, he felt more at ease
, so he had no complaints or displeasure while chatting with Scholar Yan at the same table. Upon seeing the three women, Zhuo Buqun said loudly
, "These three ladies are truly celestial beings, the most beautiful I have ever seen in my life. Last time I offended Scholar Yan's residence, it truly made
me realize the truth that there is always someone better. Judging from your bearing and expressions, your skill
seems even more refined than the three ladies from that day. I truly cannot fathom that such incredible martial arts exist."

Yuan Mingming smiled sweetly and said, "Senior Zhuo is too modest. The two Zhao sisters must apologize to you and
Senior . Because their cultivation is still shallow, they didn't know their own strength and injured you. Please
forgive them."

Zhuo Buqun and Han Buli hurriedly said they dared not accept such praise. Han Buli said, "Thank you, Miss Yuan. The
two Zhao sisters are too kind. My senior brother and I are too kind." "I, too, have roamed the martial world for twenty or thirty years, yet I was defeated in a single move,
and not even by honorable means. It's truly shameful. Fortunately, we're old and thick-skinned, and we
're completely convinced of the merits of those two Miss Zhaos. Although I was invited by Master Yan today, I actually wanted to swallow my pride and personally
apologize and thank them in person."

Yuan Mingming was delighted by their magnanimity and said with a smile, "You two are truly senior masters, far beyond
the reach of us juniors. I will certainly convey your wishes back to you. If we have the chance to meet again someday, we can
reminisce about the past, which will surely be very interesting."

The two were delighted and also found that although Yuan Mingming and her two companions were extremely charming and beautiful, they were also bold and forthright.
They were even more pleased and their drinking spirits soared. After Master Yan
raised his cup to make some polite remarks to the guests in the hall, they immediately started drinking and had a great time.

Wang Yeneng, nicknamed "Three-Ring Golden Saber," was nearly seventy years old, though he hadn't used his golden saber for many years. He had disciples
all over the world and had ruled Luoyang for decades, earning the respect of both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds. His martial arts skills were extraordinary;
otherwise ,
how could he have achieved such a position? However, he couldn't understand a single word of the conversation he overheard between the two powerful figures of the river and mountain and Yuan Mingming. It turned out that the two powerful figures wouldn't publicize such a shameful affair without reason, so Wang Yeneng was unaware of their setback at Yan Ju's
house . After drinking several cups, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother Zhuo,
what kind of riddles were you two playing? I couldn't understand a word!"

Zhuo Buqun, blushing, slurred, "Brother Wang, the other day at Yan Ju's house, I used ten..."
" I used my full strength to ambush a girl, only to be nearly killed by her with a single palm strike, and she even showed mercy
! Isn't that humiliating? But I don't blame that Miss Zhao at all; I'm actually very grateful to her!"

Wang Yeneng's eyes widened in astonishment, and he stammered, "That...that...is that so?"

Han Buli also blushed and said, "We brothers aren't afraid of losing face. It's the truth. I know my
skills aren't invincible, but in all my years traveling across the country, I've never
encountered such a situation where I was completely defenseless. If you don't admit it, are you trying to renege?"

Wang Yeneng was even more speechless, unable to believe it. He looked at his two fellow disciples, Zhuo Buqun and Han Buli. Their
skills were undeniable, certainly no less than his own, and they were never one to submit to anyone. Now, they
had completely surrendered. Wasn't that a strange thing? He looked at Yuan Mingming and the other two women, utterly disbelieving that these pretty
young ladies could possess such unfathomable martial arts skills. He suddenly stood up and exclaimed,
"Since you two brothers aren't afraid of losing face, I, your elder brother, am even less afraid. I must try this incredible thing." He
said to Yuan Mingming, "Miss Yuan, I'm really being presumptuous. Please don't blame this old man. If this matter isn't
clarified , I won't be able to sleep for three months. I hope you'll grant my request."

Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "Grandpa, you are still vigorous despite your age, and your demeanor is truly admirable. Since it's a martial arts exchange
, that's fine. Chunlan, you accompany Grandpa to test your skills. Don't be lacking in etiquette."

Chunlan gracefully stood up, gave a sweet "Yes," and stood elegantly in the aisle beside the table.

As Chunlan stood up, the hall fell silent. Everyone could see that Wang Yeneng, the powerful figure from Luoyang known as the Three-Ring Golden Saber, was going to
fight this young woman. Aside from the secret chuckles of the members of the three gangs, the Luoyang locals and grain merchants were astonished. In
their minds, the Three-Ring Golden Saber was a pillar of Luoyang; for him to fight this delicate young woman was beneath
his dignity. Many, though silent, shook their heads in disapproval.

Wang Yeneng strode confidently, his imposing presence evident. He stopped a few feet in front of Chunlan, about to speak,
when suddenly an unprecedented fear rose from the depths of his heart. He strained to look at Chunlan, only to see her beautiful
eyes sparkling with a gentle smile, devoid of any murderous intent. Yet, she gave him the feeling of facing a vast, abyss,
his power utterly insignificant. His hands trembled slightly, his fighting spirit shattered, knowing he had no chance of making a move. He
stood there for a long while, then sighed deeply and said dejectedly, "This old man is no match for you, young lady. I am utterly utterly helpless." With that
, he clasped his hands in a salute and returned to his seat. In those few short steps, his gait seemed as if he were a completely different person; this
powerful figure who once dominated Luoyang appeared to have aged decades.

A murmur of disapproval filled the entire Jade Pavilion. Although the members of the two rivers and three gangs all knew that Wang Yeneng was bound to lose
, they had not expected him to bow down and admit defeat before even finishing a single move. His fellow Luoyang members were even more surprised, and many were still
confused about the situation, simply believing that Wang Yeneng was unwilling to use his superior strength to suppress the weak.

Zhuo Buqun comforted Wang Yeneng, saying, "Brother Wang, didn't I tell you? We're old, and our skin's
thickened. What's this? If we can't beat them, we can't beat them! If we can't beat them, how many can?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yeneng's eyes widened again, and he exclaimed, "That's right! If we can't beat them, how many can?
But you haven't even made a single move, brother!" As he spoke, he laughed, and his previously dejected expression gradually returned.

Han Buli laughed, "Whether you fight or not, it's all the same. Once you make a move, it'll look even worse!"

With that, the three of them clapped and laughed, no longer taking it to heart.

After Chunlan returned to her seat, she bowed to Yuan Mingming and then said to Wang Yeneng, "Old Master, I apologize."

Wang Yeneng laughed heartily and said, "Nonsense, nonsense. This old man finally understands
what the two brothers were saying earlier, and I've witnessed the true martial arts of the world. I can sleep peacefully now."

Everyone laughed again.

The happiest person at the table was none other than Scholar Yan, but he remained expressionless, only diligently urging others to drink.

Zhuo Buqun seemed very pleased. He toasted Chunlan with a cup of wine and sincerely said, "Miss Chunlan, please forgive my impertinence
, but you all seem to be under twenty years old. Even if you started practicing martial arts from the womb, you would only have twenty years of experience.
How did you acquire such martial arts skills? Back when I was learning martial arts, my master said I was a rare talent
, but after practicing so hard for fifty or sixty years, I can't even match a single move from you ladies. Isn't that too disheartening
? May I ask which school you belong to?"

Chunlan smiled but did not answer. Yuan Mingming said, "Senior, you are too kind. We are not martial artists, so
we do not belong to any school, nor do we have a master. If we must say we have one, it is our husbands. Usually..." "Practicing
martial arts is just for health and fun, not for competing with others."

Everyone was surprised again. Wang Ye, the Three-Ringed Golden Saber, asked in astonishment, "Your husbands are your masters? Then
his martial arts... but I don't know his name...?"

Yuan Mingming smiled slightly and opened her bright eyes, "Our husbands are not martial artists, so I can't
reveal their names. His cultivation has transcended the realm of martial arts, which is why he can turn the ordinary into the extraordinary. In his spare time, he casually
instructs us sisters in some things for amusement. Actually, the martial arts we know are all self-taught and don't follow
any set rules ."

The more they listened, the more astonished they became. If that's the case, then her husband must be a deity, otherwise how could he have such miraculous
abilities ?

The three gang leaders at the table hadn't had a chance to speak until now.
Finally, Shi Liwan, the leader of the Hedong Gang, couldn't help but say, "Miss Yuan, that day at Master Yan's residence, I was about to enter when I was struck down by an invisible force of internal energy. I don't know
who attacked me, or where it came from. I'm truly baffled… I have no grudge
, but…"

Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Gang Leader Shi, it was one of our sisters who attacked me. She also asked
me to apologize to Gang Leader Shi! She used…" "It's the One Yin Finger, a technique created by our husband. We were
having dinner with Brother-in-law Yan in the hall at the time!"

Shi Liwan exclaimed. "She struck from inside the house? How far away? But the doors and windows weren't broken!"
Everyone else exclaimed in surprise, "One Yin Finger? Self-created?"

Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "Among all the martial arts in the world today, Master Yideng's One Yang Finger is the most powerful, and Peach Blossom Island
Master Flicking Skill is the most lethal. Our husband said that as a woman, it's not suitable to practice that masculine true power, so..."
"She just taught us a makeshift Yin Finger technique, like this." With that, she extended her slender right hand and flicked her index finger towards the
entrance had already closed after Yuan Mingming and the other two women entered.
Through the latticed window paper above the door, the flickering glass lamp on the high pole outside could still be seen.
Following saw that the lamp had extinguished instantly upon her finger's touch,
while the window paper and glass covers remained completely undamaged. This glass lamp was over ten zhang away from where they were sitting. Everyone was stunned. Shi Liwan
knew that if the person who flicked the finger had wanted to kill him, a strike to the head or chest would have been enough to kill him instantly
. A cold sweat broke out on his back.

They asked all sorts of questions, exclaiming in surprise. The women at Qin Yanfen's table were pestering her relentlessly,
insisting she invite the three women over. Qin Yanfen felt it would be impolite to invite them so soon after they'd been seated, especially since
the guests at the main table were elders and the leaders of the three gangs. Going over so abruptly might get her a beating!
So urged Sun Xiaohong to go, since she was a guest of the three gangs,
a disciple of the River Tyrant Zhuo Buqun's sister, Master Shengyin, and the youngest. They figured it wouldn't be a problem if she went. Qin Yanfen couldn't refuse them all, so she agreed to
let Sun Xiaohong try. She whispered, "Actually, I think the three Miss Yuans are eager to come over too; they
must be very uncomfortable sitting there." The women chuckled, looking quite excited.

When Sun Xiaohong arrived at Yan Juren's table, she first bowed to him, then sweetly said to the river bully Zhuo Buqun, "
Uncle-Master, all the sisters at my table want to invite the three Sister Yuans over!"

Zhuo Buqun was quite fond of this younger sister's disciple, and he chuckled, "You girls have good taste,
knowing to invite the three Miss Yuans. Originally, I was also reluctant to let the Miss Yuans go;
there's so much I can learn from them. But, we're all old now, and there's not much more to learn. You girls must study hard..." " Ask
them for guidance; even a little pointer from them would benefit you for life."

The three gang leaders were reluctant to let Yuan Mingming and her two sisters leave, as they had learned
many martial arts secrets from their conversation, secrets they had never heard of before. Such an opportunity was rare. However, their
wives and sisters were at that table, and if Yuan Mingming and her two sisters could offer them some guidance, it would truly be as Zhuo Buqun said, invaluable.
Therefore, they couldn't object. Wang Yeneng was also reluctant to let them go, but he didn't express his opinion. Yan Juren then got up and led
the three women to Qin Yanfen's table. When the women saw the three women get up, they couldn't help but cheer and ran over to greet them. The other
tables also watched with smiles, showing both respect and awe towards the three women.

After the three women left their seats, Yan Juren invited Wang Changlu and two other grain merchants to sit with them. They talked about the past and present, drinking and
playing drinking games, making the atmosphere in Yuqiongxuan even more lively.

The women's table was truly the most lively! Everyone introduced themselves to the three women, laughing and joking
together . The dozen or so people sitting at the table didn't feel crowded at all.

Zhuo Buli's female disciple, "Flying Phoenix" Zhuang Lili, was the most skilled in martial arts among them. She said with admiration and respect,
"Miss Yuan, I saw that Master, Uncle, and that Old Master Wang were truly impressed by you all. Could you
three ladies give us some pointers, so we can…"

Yuan Mingming had already guessed what the women wanted to ask. She smiled and said, "Sister Zhuang, congratulations on your upcoming marriage.
Actually, it's not very useful for us women to be good at martial arts, unless we really have to compete with men. But that's
so boring! All we do is brandish swords and spears, killing each other. After a few days, we're no longer like women. Men find
us terrifying."

The other women laughed. Zhuang Lili had only
managed She blushed and said, "Miss Yuan, what do you mean by 'we women…'" "What should we practice?"

Yuan Mingming chuckled, glanced at Qin Yanfen, and said with a smile, "You all think that my
martial arts skills are very good, but what's the use? We're not going to bully anyone. Actually, besides learning some
martial arts for self-defense and to strengthen our bodies, the most important thing for us women is to practice some bedroom arts."

Upon hearing this, all the women perked up their ears. They never expected that this beautiful fairy-like girl would say
such a thing, but they all knew that this was indeed a very important matter. Normally, they wouldn't dare to
discuss it openly, but now they all wished she would say more. Even the three wives of the gang, who had been married for many years, stretched their ears,
each with an expectant look on their faces, but they didn't know how to speak.

Yuan Mingming laughed, "The art of the bedroom I'm talking about isn't just about pleasing your husband in bed, although that
's also very important—unless you never marry. The true art of the bedroom also includes methods of maintaining health, so that
even in old age you can remain youthful forever. Not only will you not age, but your husband will also remain young and full of energy. That's
the true art of the bedroom."

The women had never heard of such a thing before, and felt it was infinitely better than martial arts. Lili from Feifeng Manor, whose wedding was
imminent , was particularly concerned. She whispered, "Miss Yuan, is it difficult to learn?"

"It's not difficult at all. If you really want to learn, there's a ready-made master right here," Yuan Mingming said with a smile.

All the women stared wide-eyed at Yuan Mingming. Yuan Mingming smiled at Qin Yanfen and said, "Senior Sister Qin, would you be willing
to take these disciples?"

Qin Yanfen blushed and said, "I can't, I've forgotten all those skills."

Yuan Mingming said seriously to the women, "My two sisters and I have come to this grand event today on our husband's orders
, intending to help Brother-in-law Yan and Senior Sister Qin establish good relations with the heroes of the Luohe area. We never expected so many kind sisters to
participate as well." She paused, then added, "It is fate that we meet here..." "As for the arts of the bedroom, I'd like to
share some of my insights with everyone. However, laying a solid foundation requires starting from scratch, so I'll need Senior Sister Qin's guidance, which will take some time
. Although Brother-in-law Yan is a martial arts graduate, he unfortunately lacks internal energy cultivation. Therefore, even though Senior Sister Qin is proficient in the arts of the bedroom, the
effects are not as noticeable. My husband recently taught Brother-in-law Yan some techniques. In a year or two, when Brother-in-law and
Senior Sister Qin practice together, they will surely achieve great success."

The women all exclaimed "Ah!" Qin Yanfen was also very proud and smiled happily.

Sun Xiaohong asked shyly, "Sister Yuan, can I practice too?"

Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "Of course you can! Senior Sister Qin has been practicing since she was a child. But, I must warn
you, unmarried girls, if you can't settle down, it's better not to practice yet, otherwise you might develop lustful thoughts."
"It'll be hard to handle, and it could ruin you all."

Several unmarried women, Zhong Jing, Situ Mei, Zhuang Lili, Fang Yayun, and Sun Xiaohong, were all extremely embarrassed.

Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "This is a very important matter for us women. Don't treat it as something that promotes lewdness or theft.
You can't just hear about this anywhere else. I think none of you ladies have heard of it."

The three wives of the gang leader and Wang Changlu's wife also nodded, blushing. Although they were also women of the martial arts world, they had only occasionally heard
about such things in secret; their parents and teachers never taught them about it.

Sun Xiaohong then whispered, "Did that blonde female knight also practice it?"

Yuan Mingming was very surprised and looked at Qin Yanfen. Qin Yanfen blushed and said, "I was just telling the little sister that Miss Azi
is getting married soon."

Yuan Mingming said "Oh," and then said, "Azi's willpower is truly admirable. More than half a year ago, we had already set
a date for the wedding, and she even watched us and her husband make love. But a few days before the wedding, we discovered that
the internal energy was not suitable for her. So we made her abandon her original internal energy cultivation and start from scratch. We also told her that she must not have any
romantic feelings, otherwise it might hinder her cultivation. From that day on, she has not had any romantic feelings, and she is still the same as before.
But she practices the art of the bedroom more diligently than everyone else."

The women were all filled with respect and admiration. Sun Xiaohong asked quietly, seemingly understanding, "Sister Yuan, what does 'having romantic feelings' mean
?"

The women burst into laughter. It turned out that Abbess Shengyin was extremely strict with her students, and she would never discuss such matters of the heart with them
. Although her students had blossomed into beautiful young women, she had never uttered any words of what she considered frivolous.
Her sisters were always so proper; how could they possibly discuss such topics? Therefore, she was practically
a blank . In fact, even Zhong Jing, Situ Mei, and Fei Feng Zhuang Lili and Fang Yayun only had a vague understanding.

Yuan Mingming, Chunlan, and Qiuju also smiled. Yuan Mingming then said seriously, "Little sister, that's a
good question, and it shows you're a pure and good girl. Let me tell you, you're all grown up now, and you'll like
young and handsome men. If you meet a man you truly adore, you'll think about him day and night,
which means you've fallen in love with him. But you must be careful; many men in the world aren't
what they seem on the surface. Some aren't worth your love. You need to open your eyes wide and not fall too deeply.
The man you can entrust your life to should have your master, senior uncle, and so many sisters watching over him. You need to think
carefully . When you find such a good person, you might want to be with him every day, and you might even find yourself
wanting to hug and be intimate with him, feeling hot all over. That's what it means to be in love. These are all normal. But if
you're constantly thinking about these things, then that's not normal, and it's not what a good girl like us should be like.

" Zhong Yu, the wife of the leader of the Changkun Gang and also Zhong Jing's older sister, was the oldest among their group of women.
She was deeply moved upon hearing this and sighed softly, "Miss Yuan, your words are truly invaluable. If only we had
known you sooner! Little Red, Jing, and Mei are so lucky. You must all remember Miss Yuan's words
."

Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "Madam Wang, you are too kind. In my younger years, I didn't understand much either. My mother passed away early and I didn't
receive any instruction. My father was very..." " General, although you care deeply for my younger sister, you can only touch upon her innermost thoughts
. The one who truly inspires her the most is her adoptive mother, who is also Senior Sister Qin's master. She is
the true master of our time." She chuckled, "Madam Wang, please don't be offended. My adoptive mother is over fifty
, but she looks younger than you. Her figure and appearance are several times more beautiful than any of us here."

The women stared in disbelief, their faces filled with envy.

Qin Yanfen said somewhat shamefully, "My master is truly a master of our time. I am truly ashamed. Since marrying my husband
, I've been busy with household chores and external affairs, neglecting my martial arts. Last time she came to Luoyang, she
was very dissatisfied with me as her disciple. Now I've resolved to learn from this and must resume my martial arts training."

Zhong Yu asked, "Sister Qin, may I ask your master's title?"

Qin Yanfen hesitated, glanced at Yuan Mingming, and said, "Let's not say yet. Our sect
..." " It has been practiced in the martial arts world for a hundred years, but we never compete with others for supremacy. We'll introduce you all next time when our master comes to Luoyang
!"

Yuan Mingming nodded and said, "What Senior Sister Qin said is true."

Sun Xiaohong said excitedly, "Sister Yuan, thank you so much for your guidance. I will definitely keep your
words in mind. I will take the blonde heroine as my role model. I will learn the art of the bedroom from Sister Qin, and I will also keep myself
from having any romantic feelings before I get married."

Yuan Mingming happily kissed her cheek as a sign of encouragement.

Sun Xiaohong said happily, "My master is a nun. Although she loves me, she never says these things to me.
She looks down on all the men in the world, but she only admires the Condor Hero in her entire life. I came out
this time to find the Condor Hero. I really want to see what kind of person he is, and how even my master admires him
!"

Yuan Mingming, Chunlan, Qiuju, and Qin Yanfen exchanged glances. Fang Yayun, Zhong Jing, Situ Mei, and the others, upon hearing Sun's words...
When Xiao Hong mentioned the Condor Hero, everyone's eyes lit up. Situ Mei even said, "I really want to see Little Dragon Girl!"

Lili from Feifeng Manor said, "My master knows Condor Hero Yang, and he respects him immensely
. It's a pity that I wasn't with my master at the time and had no chance to see him."

The wives of the three gangs and Wang Changlu's wife also joined in the discussion about the
Condor describing them as rare on earth and unparalleled in the world.

Yuan Mingming just smiled and didn't interrupt. After they chatted excitedly for a while, she smiled and said, "I
'll be leaving Luoyang for a while after the New Year. If you're really interested in the arts of the bedroom, you can often ask Senior Sister Qin
for advice . It doesn't matter if you know her master's name or sect. Just learn the skills well. If you
learn the skills well, your godmother will be happy to see you. Otherwise, you won't have much face to see her,
right?"

Everyone laughed when they heard this.

Yuan Mingming then smiled and said, "There are several unmarried young ladies here. Normally, there are many things that are difficult to say, but since
you all seem interested in practicing the arts of the bedroom, we won't hold back. Madam Wang, you should pay close attention."
"You must take good care of your husbands and prevent them from associating with disreputable women outside. This isn't just
a matter of jealousy; it's a matter of safety. Randomly engaging in illicit relations with other women will not only harm their health but also
hinder your practice of bedroom arts. If those women are prostitutes, the problem is even more serious. Their bodies are impure,
and once they are involved, the consequences will be endless. Therefore, you would rather your husbands marry several good women to accompany them than
let them do as they please."

The four wives blushed, clearly indicating that their husbands were not entirely honest.

Yuan Mingming continued, "The art of the bedroom is practiced in groups, so before practicing, you must purify your bodies.
If your husbands have been promiscuous with prostitutes outside and have also been intimate with you, not only are their bodies impure, but
your bodies are also impure. Therefore, you must not let them ejaculate inside you for at least six months.
You must remember this, otherwise, if trouble arises in the future, it will be difficult to clean up." The four wives looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Clearly, they had little confidence

in their husbands . 　　Yuan Mingming chuckled again, "If your husbands are unwilling to practice the arts of the bedroom with you, then it's not good to force them . By the time they're fifty or sixty, their teeth will be loose, their hair will be falling out, their backs will be hunched, the men will have lost their virility, and the women will have lost their femininity. Just wait to become old men and women!" 　　Fei Feng Zhuang Lili exclaimed in surprise, "Miss Yuan, you know I'm getting married soon, but I'm almost thirty. Is it too late to practice the arts of the bedroom? And will there be any problems with having children?" This was probably the first time she had ever uttered such words in her life, and after speaking, her face turned as red as a cloth. 　　Yuan Mingming asked her to sit beside her and reached out to feel her pulse. Zhuang Lili's heart was pounding with anxiety. After a while, Yuan Mingming said, "Sister Zhuang is a good girl, but not a good woman. Your chastity is admirable , but you have too much masculinity, a fierce temper, and a strong will. You also hate evil like poison, which are all unsuitable for a woman. If you can't settle down and become a true woman, by fifty-one you will surely be white-haired, wrinkled, hunched over , and with a voice like an owl. Your current beauty will be like a reflection in a mirror, gone forever. Even if you have children, it will ." 　　Zhuang Lili almost fainted. Her face was deathly pale, and she stammered, "Aunt Yuan..." "Mother, don't scare me, is this true ...?" 　　Yuan Mingming said seriously, "Sister Zhuang, this is the first time we've met, why would I scare you? Although your skills are profound, you haven't used them properly, which is of no benefit to you. If you don't believe me, that's fine, but if you do believe me and are willing to settle down and become a woman, then I will offer you some advice to consider." 　　The women listening nearby were also frightened and didn't know what to do. Although Yuan Mingming wasn't talking about themselves, in fact , most of these women were in a similar situation to Zhuang Lili, so they were all apprehensive. 　　Zhuang Lili hurriedly grabbed Yuan Mingming's hand and said, "Miss Yuan, Miss Yuan, I believe you. Please give me a clear path, I will definitely listen to you." 　　Yuan Mingming nodded and said, "Alright, I'll give you a few suggestions. Think about them yourself. First, before you get married , you must make it clear to your husband that if he has been intimate with other women, he must not ejaculate inside you for at least six months. If he has been with prostitutes, you must not let his penis enter your body. Moreover, you must find a way to make him expel his semen during this period. You can ask Senior Sister Qin for advice on what methods to use..." She only said this much before the young women became restless, dizzy, and blushing. However, they all stared wide-eyed and listened intently, not wanting to miss a single word. 　　Yuan Mingming paused for a moment, then said to Zhuang Lili, "Secondly, your internal strength is already sufficient, so don't practice any more. You can explain this to your master. If your master blames you, just say it was me who said it, and he will probably listen to me. Your Shaolin internal energy cultivation method isn't very good for women, and it will be difficult for you to practice other methods. So you 'll just have . Because of this, you need to pay special attention to bedroom arts, otherwise you won't achieve much, and it will be difficult to maintain your current youthful appearance even when you're fifty or sixty." 　　Zhuang Lili nodded repeatedly in agreement; she already regarded Yuan Mingming as a celestial being. 　　Yuan Mingming glanced at everyone and then said, "Third, put away your competitive spirit and be a good wife A woman's gentleness and grace are innate. As long as you put away your competitive spirit, this nature will immediately show . You don't need to be taught or deliberately affected." 　　The women all suddenly understood. Zhong Jing exclaimed, "Sister Yuan, it's so simple!" 　　Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "Yes! Many things in the world are inherently simple, but many people deliberately make them complicated." She then said to Zhuang Lili, "The more difficult one is your husband. I haven't met and don't know what his personality is like. If he's self-righteous and doesn't believe anything you say, or doesn't care about you, then there's nothing to talk about." 　　Zhuang Lili was quite confident about this. She said somewhat shyly, "Miss Yuan, my... my husband is very honest . He's the eldest disciple of the Ditang Sect, surnamed Zhu, thirty-two years old this year. He's very good to me... I think..." "He should n't have messed around with other women..." 　　Yuan Mingming said "Oh," and then said, "Congratulations! If that's the case, then what I just reminded you about can be put aside. But to be on the safe side, you should still verify it carefully. As long as you don't blame him and love him the same no matter what he did in the past, he will tell you the truth. Otherwise, if he lies to you, all your efforts will be in vain. These days, it's not always fair to blame a young man for having affairs. You have to be , otherwise he might see you as a jealous woman, and that would be terrible." 　　Hearing this, the four ladies were filled with admiration. Zhong Yu couldn't help but say, "Miss Yuan, you are so young yet so understanding. I truly admire you. Alas! Over the years, I have been a good wife and mother, and I think I have fulfilled my duties as a wife, but I haven't done this well. My husband is always..." The other three ladies also nodded and sighed, seemingly in the same boat. 　　Yuan Mingming smiled gently, about to reply, when suddenly her beautiful face changed drastically. She leaped from her chair, and Chunlan and Qiuju also rushed towards Yan Juren's table. The women, bewildered, were all startled and speechless. 　　While still in mid-air, Yuan Mingming let out a delicate shout and flicked her right finger towards the table by the right side of the Jade Pavilion's door, arriving there in a flash.

A great commotion erupted in the hall, with everyone exclaiming in surprise. Not far from the main table where the scholar Yan
was sitting . His right hand was raised high, but he could no longer move.

As Yuan Mingming approached, everyone quickly made way. She asked the old man beside the man, "Senior,
may I ask who this is?"

Before the old man could answer, the man with the three-ringed golden knife rushed over and shouted, "Miss Yuan, what is it?"

Yuan Mingming snorted and said, "Please, senior, see what this man is holding."

Wang Yeneng, puzzled, strode forward and forcefully pried open the man's tightly clenched right hand. With two clangs,
two three-inch-long, dark, rhomboid-shaped iron darts fell from his palm. Judging from their color, they were clearly deadly
hidden weapons. Considering his position and angle, one of the darts was aimed at Yan Desheng, and the other
was aimed at Wang Yeneng with the three-ringed golden knife.

At this moment, all the guests in the hall gathered around, whispering among themselves. The martial arts heroes from Luoyang at the same table all
turned pale .

Wang Ye, being a seasoned veteran, was enraged upon seeing this. He slapped
the man twice across the face, and blood immediately flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Mingming quickly said, "Senior, please don't be angry. This man seems to be from Luoyang. You
can ." With that, she slowly walked back, first going to Yan Juren's table and offering him a few words of comfort. Yan Juren had
once again escaped death, but this time he wasn't particularly afraid. He thought that he had already died several times, so
he didn't care much since he was lucky. Qin Yanfen, on the other hand, was terrified, her face pale, and she thanked Yuan Mingming profusely.
Yuan Mingming gently comforted her.

The three gang leaders separately instructed their members to return to their seats, not to panic or lose their manners, as this was an internal
matter of Luoyang City, and they couldn't interfere.

After a period of chaos, things finally calmed down, and everyone returned to their seats.

Yan Juren and Qin Yanfen went from table to table offering toasts to everyone, trying to calm them down. Everyone felt both apologetic and admiring towards him
, seeing his composure under pressure. Although not a martial artist, he possessed the boldness of one. So, whenever he reached a table,
the people there gave him a thumbs-up in respect, and every table drank heartily. Qin Yanfen also went all out,
emptying her glass in one gulp. With Yuan Mingming, Chunlan, and Qiuju by her side, she wasn't afraid of anything.

Chunlan and Qiuju followed behind them, neither drinking nor greeting anyone. Others treated them
with respect and dared not bother them. Yuan Mingming returned to the main table and chatted with the two powerful figures from Heshan and others.

After a while, Sanhuan Jindao returned in a huff. He shouted at Yuan Mingming, "Miss Yuan, I
am truly ashamed. This unworthy man is the leader of the Shanzi Sect in Luoyang. He wanted to kill Yan Daguan and then kill me
to take his place. He even exposed two accomplices just now. It is a disgrace to the martial arts community of Luoyang." He
sighed Ba handed him a cup of wine and said, "Brother Wang, every place has such unworthy people. You don't need to be sad
. Fortunately, you escaped this calamity. Your fellow martial artists in Luoyang will be more united, which is not necessarily a bad thing."

Wang Yeneng took the wine and drank it in one gulp, then shook his head slightly and said, "Brother, you don't know this. This bastard follows me around
every day , fawning over me. Little did I know that he was secretly cultivating his own faction." " Now that his feathers have grown, he wants to kill
me to establish his authority and take my place. But it's strange, how could he be so bold as to make a move at this time? Especially with
Miss Yuan here, how could they let him off?"

Mountain bully Han Buli pondered and said, "They must not know that Miss Yuan has such high martial arts skills. Just now, when Miss Chunlan
and Brother Wang were fighting, they couldn't understand it. They only thought that you didn't want to use your strength to suppress the weak. Once the sneak attack succeeded, we are
outsiders and it's not appropriate for us to interfere. At most, the people in Luoyang would handle it behind closed doors. At that time, he would have the upper hand, and
most of would have turned against him. However, there must be someone backing him, otherwise he wouldn't have been so reckless as to
make a move in front of everyone in the hall."

Wang Yeneng's tiger eyes widened, and his mustache stood on end in anger.

Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "It's not difficult to find the mastermind. The three of you, come with me." With that, she got up and walked slowly
to the two tables of the grain merchants from Luoyang. She said in a charming voice, "Hello everyone, my surname is Yuan, and I am
the sister-in-law . Thank you for coming."

Most of these grain merchants were pot-bellied and dressed in gold and jade. Only a few of them were relatively simple. When they saw
Yuan Mingming , Wang Yeneng, Zhuo Buqun, and Han Buli coming, and seeing that they seemed to have ill intentions, they were all frightened and at a loss. Some of them even
started to tremble.

Yuan Mingming pointed to a middle-aged grain merchant who was bowing his head and trembling slightly, and said, "What is your name, sir
? Please stand up, Old Master Wang wants to speak to you!"

The man stood up shakily. He was about forty years old, with a pale face and a short mustache.
He was not bad-looking, but his physique was disproportionate to his large belly. He clutched his waist with both hands, trembling
uncontrollably, too frightened to speak.

Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "This gentleman is probably going on a long journey, carrying so much wealth." As she spoke,
she reached out and pressed the man twice. With a thud, a pile of things fell to the ground—a long string of cloth pouches
. Wang Yeneng picked them up and saw that they were full of heavy gold bars. After counting, each bar weighed ten
taels, a total of fifty bars, amounting to five hundred taels of gold. The onlookers were astonished. In those days, although
prices were soaring, gold was rarely used; silver was the primary currency. Ordinary people seldom saw gold, at most
small gold ingots. A ten-tael bar of gold like this was extremely rare. This man
, invited by Scholar Yan tonight, was carrying so much gold—wasn't that incredibly strange?

Wang Yeneng was furious, shouting, "Are my life and Scholar Yan's life only worth five hundred taels of gold?" He was about to strike when Yuan Mingming quickly said, "Senior,
please calm down. He can't withstand your blow."

At this moment, Scholar Yan and Qin Yanfen also came over upon hearing the commotion. Seeing the situation, they shook their heads and sighed. The couple
exchanged a glance, both filled with fear and despair. They silently returned to their seats and slumped
down , not uttering a word.

Seeing their expressions, Yuan Mingming knew that Yan Juren and Senior Sister Qin were deeply moved. She then addressed the two tables of grain
merchants, saying, "This man is one of your colleagues; you can deal with him yourselves. You must give me justice, otherwise,
none of you present here today will escape unscathed. I will not let any of you off the hook. You'd better remember that!" With that, she extended her hand...
With a flick of her slender, jade-like fingers, she sliced off a corner of the hard, iron-like tabletop,
leaving everyone speechless with shock.

A flurry of activity ensued. Yuan Mingming and He Ba returned to their seats, finding Yan Juren and Qin Yanfen slumped in
their chairs, listlessly watching everyone.

Qin Yanfen said sadly to Yuan Mingming, "Sister, look, these people are plotting to kill us all
because my husband is blocking their path to wealth. They won't raise grain prices, and this unscrupulous business can't continue. Let's
leave Luoyang and go back to the countryside to farm!" Yan Juren also looked dejected, head bowed in silence.

The river tyrant Zhuo Buqun shouted, "Lord Yan, don't be discouraged! Last time we were unaware of the situation and unintentionally
offended you, but afterwards we were filled with admiration for your good deeds. We also know that if it weren't for
you balancing grain prices in the Luoyang area, countless people would have starved to death within hundreds of miles, and countless families would have been torn apart
. Therefore, we sincerely want to be your friend. Although we are a gang, we are not
outlaws ; we are just doing our business to help others." "My disciples and their families, if Luoyang were to lose a righteous
figure , what would become of the people in this area? Master Yan, rest assured, as long as you don't mind, the
three gangs of the Two Rivers will definitely back you up. Not only do you have so many highly skilled junior sisters and sisters-in-law, so no one will dare to bully
you, but even those scoundrels from the Jianghu will be dealt with by us."

Master Yan's eyes lit up, and he sat up slightly. The leaders of the three gangs and Wang Changlu all spoke in unison:
"Senior Zhuo is absolutely right. We are all willing to serve Lord Yan."

Wang Yeneng suddenly realized, "So that's what these beasts are after. I was wondering why you, Lord Yan, would repeatedly try to assassinate me when you don't seem to have any deep-seated grudges against
them . It turns out it's because of grain prices. This isn't
a personal grudge; it's a matter of great importance to the people. How can I stand idly by? Tomorrow, I will gather all my comrades in Luoyang
and explain the implications to everyone. If Luoyang allows these unscrupulous merchants to manipulate grain prices, by this time next year, there will surely
be widespread suffering, and no one will have a good life. I also need to inform Prefect Chen about this matter. Prefect Chen
Jiada of Luoyang is my nephew and is considered an honest official. He must care about grain prices. If he knows..." " If we understand the reasons behind this,
we will certainly punish these traitors severely and will not let them off lightly."

Yan Juren and Qin Yanfen felt somewhat comforted. They raised their glasses to thank everyone. Yan Desheng said, "Thank you all for your kindness
. I have been a grain merchant in Luoyang for over twenty years, and I have never wronged my colleagues. However, we
disagree Of course, in business, one must seek profit; otherwise, one will lose everything, and there will be no business to do next time. But one cannot
monopolize and seek exorbitant profits; that is killing the goose that lays the golden eggs. Especially with this grain price, if everyone can't afford rice and starves to death, we
will have no business coming our way. They just won't listen to this principle; they only want to make a quick buck. How can that be allowed!"

Everyone continued to comfort Yan Desheng and his wife, and Yuan Mingming also advised them not to be discouraged. Wang Yeneng also loudly
persuaded Yan Juren to focus on managing his grain business in Luoyang, and then went to deal with matters with the people in Luoyang.

Zhuo Buqun suddenly asked, "Miss Yuan, you were sitting at that table, so far away, how could you have seen that
guy about to launch a sneak attack?"

Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "This humble woman has practiced combined martial arts and mind-reading techniques, so I can sense killing intent. It's not something you can see
."

Everyone was astonished, having never heard of such a skill in the martial arts world. Han Buli asked curiously, "
What kind of skill is this? Is it so miraculous? Could it be some kind of clairvoyance? You mean if someone wants to harm you, you can
sense it beforehand?"

"Yes! Everyone can fake it. A smile hiding a knife is the most common. You can't see it on the surface
, but the invisible killing intent is undeniable. As soon as the thought arises, the murderous aura appears. My husband was afraid that we
wives would be ambushed, so he taught us this Mind-Reading Technique. He was also afraid that our skills weren't enough, so he taught us the Combined Qi
Fighting Technique. This isn't clairvoyance. Mind-Reading Technique can only detect someone's hostility and murderous intent, but it can't know what they're thinking
." Yuan Mingming giggled proudly. "My husband truly loves us. Even so, he was afraid that we would be bullied,
so he taught us the Combined Qi Fighting Technique. Today, I came with my sisters Chunlan and Qiuju. What if I can't beat them? "
"We can also combine their strength to attack. The world is vast, but such opportunities may be rare."

Han Buli exclaimed, his eyes wide, "Your husband is truly a god! Did he create all these skills himself
?"

Yuan Mingming, recalling the scene of learning the combined qi fighting technique, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Senior, you don't know this. This
skill can't be taught; it has to be learned entirely through self-discovery. When my husband wanted us to practice this skill, he tricked us into learning it
without us even realizing it . He fooled us so much that we were completely bewildered. In the end, we all suddenly realized that we had learned this skill,
and we were all overjoyed. But he just laughed nonchalantly and said that we were quite clever." As he spoke,
he couldn't help but laugh.

Zhuo Buqun knew that Yuan Mingming wouldn't tell, but he still couldn't help but ask, "Miss Yuan, may we hear your husband's name
? Or perhaps we could meet him? Such a rare and extraordinary person—if we had no chance to know him, wouldn't our lives
have been wasted?" The others also looked longingly at him, as if not meeting this extraordinary person would be a lifelong regret.

Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "There's no need for you all to insist on seeing him. He's just like everyone else; his personality
is as serene as still water. That's why he was able to naturally create so many unparalleled martial arts techniques without desire or ambition. If he
were to flaunt his abilities all day long, it wouldn't be anything special." She changed the subject, saying to Zhuo Buqun, "Just now, I
was chatting , and I advised her to stop practicing her internal energy cultivation and to put aside her competitive spirit, focusing instead on fulfilling her duties as a wife
."

Zhuo Buqun asked in surprise, "Why is that?"

"Senior, you are a lay disciple of Shaolin, and Sister Zhuang is your disciple. But perhaps you've forgotten that Shaolin Kung Fu
is primarily male-dominated and inherently unsuitable for women, especially the internal energy cultivation methods.
Men and women have different physical structures. If a woman practices Shaolin internal energy cultivation to a certain level,
her meridians disordered, and her acupoints will shift. She'll either suffer a qi deviation or become completely paralyzed, essentially a cripple. Fortunately, Sister Zhuang's cultivation
hasn't reached that stage yet; otherwise, even a great immortal couldn't save her. Therefore, I advised her to stop practicing. However, I didn't exaggerate
the severity, lest I frighten her. As long as she puts aside her competitive spirit, rediscovers her feminine nature, and learns from Master Qin..."
"If my sister learns some martial arts that women should learn, I guarantee she'll still have her beautiful face when she's sixty," Yuan Mingming
said seriously, glancing at the mountain bully Han Buli, since they were fellow disciples, and his female disciple Fang Yayun was still young.

Zhuo Buqun was shocked and stood up abruptly, stammering, "Miss Yuan, are you serious?"

Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "Senior, if you think about it for a moment, what are the differences between the male and female bodies, and
compare it the flow of your Shaolin inner energy, you'll know what the consequences of long-term practice will be. After more than thirty years of practice, just the acupoints near the perineum will be damaged and menstruation will cease, not to mention the damage to
the acupoints in the chest and abdomen ." 　　Zhuo Buqun and Han Buli broke out in a cold sweat; this was a problem they had never considered before. Since the dawn of martial arts, Shaolin has been revered as the pinnacle of Chinese martial arts, and everyone considers it an honor to be a disciple of Shaolin. No one has ever doubted that Shaolin's techniques are unsuitable for women . However, it is true that neither the main Shaolin temple nor its branch temples have female disciples. While lay disciples are not strictly bound by regulations, there is no rule against passing on techniques to female disciples. Many techniques are not taught to lay disciples, yet over the years , many of these secret techniques have leaked out. Shaolin Temple doesn't seem to care, believing they are no longer authentic and don't harm Shaolin, so they don't pay much attention. 　　Yuan Mingming is absolutely right. The areas where Shaolin's internal energy circulates do indeed contain many sensitive areas , areas completely different from men's. They had never considered this problematic before, but after Yuan Mingming's analysis, they realized it was indeed highly inappropriate. These two renowned martial artists looked at each other and sighed . 　　Zhuo Buqun slumped down and said, "Miss Yuan, according to what you said, what should we do? Won't we harm our disciple ?" 　　Yuan Mingming said softly, "Seniors, there's no need to worry so much. I've hit it off with all of you ladies and young ladies , and we've already had a long chat. Today, we should leave some memories. I told the ladies that if they don't want to be hunched over, with loose teeth and thinning hair in their old age, and still want to maintain a healthy body, they should and not let them get away with anything, especially not with prostitutes. I've also asked Senior Sister Qin to teach them some women's martial arts. You heroes, if you're willing to listen to your wives and cultivate together , your skills will deepen day by day, and you'll remain strong even in old age, like immortals. That's my small gift to you all today. If you're not willing, then just pretend it didn't happen." "What's going on?" 　　Everyone was overjoyed, thinking that what Yuan Mingming said must be something beneficial to them. They exchanged glances , and Wang Changkun said, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Yuan. Although we are rough men, we still have principles and integrity. As far as I know, we brothers never meddle with courtesans. We would never dare to deceive you on this point, Miss. However, however..." 　　Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "I have also told the ladies about this. They will not be jealous. As long as they are good women who are compatible, it is fine to marry a few more. As long as their bodies are pure and they have never been with another man, it is best if they have internal strength. Otherwise, you will harm yourselves and your wives. All that skill will be for nothing. You must not deceive your wives." 　　The river bully and the mountain bully were both happy and envious. The mountain bully Han Buli blushed and said, "Miss Yuan, at my age, I can also... ?" He probably hadn't blushed in decades. He couldn't continue speaking. 　　Yuan Mingming said, "Of course you can. What's a little age like yours, senior?" She smiled sweetly and said, " My godmother, who is also Senior Sister Qin's master, has a senior sister of the same age who left the sect thirty years ago. The old lady's hair is as white as frost, her skin is wrinkled and her flesh is shrunken. She looks like a seventy-year-old woman. Although my godmother , she couldn't help but scold her a few words when she saw her senior sister's appearance. She also taught her and her husband the art of reversing aging, guaranteeing that after a year, she could enjoy the pleasures of love with her husband again after the water surge, and after three years, she would return to the appearance of . She would become younger and younger after that. My godmother also wants her to find a concubine for her husband. Senior, do you believe it or not?" The two tyrants of Heshan opened their eyes wider and wider as they listened. Yuan Mingming's earth-shattering martial arts were right in front of them. How could they not believe 　　what she said ? The two were both surprised and delighted. Han Buli asked, "But what does Madam Yan's esteemed master look like now ?" Realizing his abruptness, he immediately waved his hand, signaling that Yuan Mingming shouldn't answer. 　　Yuan Mingming smiled and asked, "Did you two seniors see the two Zhao sisters who injured you at Brother-in-law Yan's house that day ?" 　　The two blushed again and nodded. 　　Yuan Mingming asked, "What do my two sisters look like?" 　　The two replied in unison, "They are both as beautiful as celestial beings, without a doubt." 　　Yuan Mingming giggled and said, "My godmother is their mother. They look like two ." 　　Everyone was incredulous; it was even more unbelievable than Yuan Mingming's martial arts skills. 　　Hearing everyone talking about her master, Qin Yanfen smiled and said, "You all don't need to doubt it. My master is indeed as beautiful as a fairy. If you don't believe me, it must be because you see me like this... It's really my fault for being such a disappointment." 　　Yuan Mingming chuckled and said, "Senior sister, there's no need to be modest. In a year or two, won't you be as beautiful as a flower and living a carefree life with your brother-in-law like immortals?" 　　Qin Yanfen looked at Yan Desheng happily and smiled, "I hope my husband can endure it." 　　Yan Desheng said without hesitation, "I can endure it, I can endure it, I definitely can endure it." 　　Yuan Mingming burst out laughing. 　　Zhuo Buqun asked in surprise, "What do you mean, Yan Desheng, can endure it?" 　　Yan Desheng and Qin Yanfen both blushed and remained silent. 　　Everyone looked at Yuan Mingming again. Yuan Mingming smiled and said, "Brother-in-law Yan is a martial arts graduate, with a good . Unfortunately, he didn't learn internal strength in his youth, and he's also a womanizer with many concubines, which hindered Senior Sister Qin's cultivation. Recently, my husband passed on the martial arts manual to him, instructing him to start practicing from scratch. However, the only taboo is that he must strictly guard the secrets for six months and not let it leak out. This is a matter of whether he can endure it or not. If he can't, all his previous efforts will be wasted, and starting over will be much more difficult and time-consuming." 　　Everyone laughed loudly and congratulated Yan, wishing him success in his training. 　　Yuan Mingming said, "The New Year is coming in a couple of days. After the New Year, I will tell Senior Sister Qin some necessary techniques, and she will pass them on to everyone. I also wish everyone success in their training, and that when we meet again in the future, everyone will be younger and more powerful."

" Let's go deeper and help Brother-in-law Yan do more things that benefit the people of Luoyang. Although the affairs of the state are difficult, we can still do
our part."

He Ba Zhuo Buqun sighed, "Miss Yuan is truly kind-hearted. Alas! This is all we Jianghu people can do
. Miss Yuan, rest assured, although we are rough people, we will never fail your expectations."

Everyone sighed at Yuan Mingming's words and expressed their determination to help Scholar Yan do more good
deeds .

Yuan Mingming was very happy, feeling that her participation in this grand event today was a complete success, and she was very pleased.

They talked very happily here, while Chunlan and Qiuju were also very prominent at the table of female generals. After
Yuan Mingming left, they pestered Chunlan and Qiuju. At first, the two were very reserved, smiling but not answering some questions
, but unexpectedly, they became more and more excited as they talked, and they spoke without any restraint.

Because her wedding was imminent, Zhuang Lili was most interested in the art of the bedroom, and given the rare opportunity, she kept asking questions
. Chunlan laughed, "You're just like our little sister Azi. She's been asking questions non-stop these past few days,
so curious. Our adoptive mother once said, 'Theory is short, but the battlefield is long.' Without
experiencing it firsthand, it's useless. Sister Zhuang, as long as you remember the key points of the technique, you'll
suddenly understand on your wedding night."

Zhuang Lili blushed and said, "Miss Azi is like that too? I really want to see her."

Chunlan said, "There will be opportunities later. Actually, she's been clamoring to come, but our husband won't let her."

The women all asked curiously, "Why is that? Could it be...?"

"You all don't know, she practices her martial arts diligently, her skill deepens daily, and she accumulates too much internal energy. She's always looking for someone
to fight , but she doesn't know her own strength. Like that person who ambushed Brother-in-law Yan just now, if A-Zi had intervened, she would have
killed him with a single finger. My husband had the foresight to deliberately prevent her from coming; otherwise, it wouldn't be good if someone died,"
Chunlan said with a smile.

Sun Xiaohong greatly admired A-Zi, and hearing Chunlan's words, she couldn't help but pout and say, "That kind of bad person is...
...you can't blame the blonde heroine..."

Chunlan laughed, "You little girl are so good to her. I'll introduce you to her another day; she'll definitely like you
."

Sun Xiaohong was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Thank you, Sister Chunlan!" Then, she shyly asked, "Miss A-Zi
really isn't interested in romance?"

"Yes! That's what we admire about her. If she were to indulge in idle thoughts every day, her skills wouldn't have improved
so quickly. One slip-up could ruin her entire life's cultivation. You unmarried girls, if you have any aspirations for yourselves
, you should learn from her in this respect."

Lili from Feifeng Village then asked, "Miss Chunlan, how do you train your martial arts? How
can you have ?"

Chunlan smiled and said, "The biggest reason, of course, is that we have husbands who are masters of martial arts.
But our purpose in practicing martial arts is not to compete with others. We have no competitive spirit and no burden in our hearts, so
we progress very quickly. Another reason is the bedroom arts that Sister Ming just mentioned to everyone. You know, sexual intercourse between men and women
is actually the most depleting of true energy. The bedroom arts transform what would normally harm true energy into enhancing skill." " The
difference is huge. Sister Ming only told you all this because she gets along well with everyone; otherwise, she wouldn't have
told anyone!"

Zhuang Lili lowered her head in thought. After a while, she raised her head again and said, "Miss Chunlan, am I really
as bad as Miss Ming described? Looking back, I've been too competitive all these years."

Chunlan smiled and said, "Sister Zhuang, don't take offense. Sister Ming has been very polite. If it were me..."

Zhuang Lili's expression changed slightly, and she said, "Miss Chunlan, I've come to terms with it. Miss Ming just gave me a
wake-up call . I know she held back because it was our first meeting. You don't need to be polite. If there's anything I need to
change, just tell me. I'll be grateful to you for the rest of my life."

Chunlan smiled and said to Qiuju, "You tell me."

Qiuju blushed and said, "Sister Zhuang, if I'm wrong, please don't blame me."

"No, absolutely not, I'm so grateful!"

Qiuju said. "Actually, Sister Ming has already explained it very clearly." She paused for a moment, then said, "Sister Zhuang
, I know that in Shaolin's lightness skill, there is a unique technique called Dragon Soaring to the Nine Heavens. You are known as the Flying Phoenix, so you must have
mastered this skill very well, right?"

Zhuang Lili blushed and said, "What Miss Qiuju said is correct."

"The dragon soars to the nine heavens, and at its highest level, it can be folded nine times in the air. I wonder what level Sister Zhuang has reached?"

Zhuang Lili couldn't help but feel a little smug. She said, "I reached seven folds when I was twenty. As far as I know,
the highest level a Shaolin disciple can reach now is five folds. My master also reached five folds."

Qiu Ju laughed and said, "Sister Zhuang hasn't made any progress since you turned twenty?"

Zhuang Lili asked curiously, "Reaching seven folds in this skill is already the pinnacle. I've never heard of anyone reaching nine folds
."

Qiu Ju chuckled and said, "Sister Zhuang is so easily satisfied. She doesn't seem like someone with a strong competitive spirit. Or perhaps Sister Ming
misunderstood just now."

Qiu Ju was being sarcastic, and all the women understood. Zhuang Lili couldn't help but feel annoyed, her face flushed, and she remained
silent .

Qiuju laughed, "Sister Zhuang, don't be angry. I was just joking. Since this skill is called 'Dragon Soaring to
the Nine Heavens ,' it must be possible to master it to ninety percent. But we can guess from the name that this skill is
suitable for men. Sister Zhuang, as a woman, being able to master it to seventy percent is already quite remarkable. But have you
thought that if we modify it slightly and change it to 'Phoenix Soaring to the Nine Heavens,' and practice this skill with a woman's movements,
we might be able to master it to ninety percent, which would be even more fitting for your title?"

Zhuang Lili couldn't help but laugh. "How could that be? This kung fu is a Shaolin secret art; it can't be
changed so easily."

Qiu Ju suddenly said seriously, "Our kung fu was all created by ourselves; we don't belong to any particular sect."

Zhuang Lili was taken aback, and suddenly had an idea, but then said dejectedly, "I'm not that smart."

Qiu Ju smiled again, "No rush, no rush. Sister Zhuang, why don't you tell everyone the key reason why we can't reach a higher level?
Maybe if we study it, we can break through."

Zhuang Lili was skeptical. In fact, her nickname "Flying Phoenix" mainly came from her amazing lightness skill.
Just as she said, she had already reached the seventh level of martial arts by the age of twenty, but had made no progress in the past seven or eight years. Although reaching
the seventh level was already enough to make her proud in the martial arts world, she still felt some regret. So she studied the principles of it every day, but she
could never overcome it. When Qiuju asked her, she explained in one breath why she couldn't advance to the next level.
The main problem was that when transitioning from the seventh to the eighth level, she couldn't connect her true energy. Without the true energy,
she couldn't continue the transition.

Chunlan and Qiuju couldn't help but laugh after hearing her explanation. Zhuang Lili was a little annoyed, thinking they were making fun of
her.

Qiuju said, "Sister Zhuang, the techniques are static, but the practitioners are dynamic. You are a woman, and a woman's chest and
hips are the heaviest parts of her body, unlike a man's cylindrical shape. So, when you turn from the seventh to the eighth bend
, just slightly use your dantian energy to balance the weight of your chest and hips, and you'll be up in one breath. What
effort is there? Similarly, when rising from the eighth to the ninth bend, shift the weight of your hips slightly to your waist, stretch your legs
, and push the energy downwards—you'll be up! If you master this, what difficulty is there in turning ten bends?"

Zhuang Lili She jumped up with a thud, stammering, "This...this..."

Qiu Ju chuckled, "How about that? Right?"

Zhuang Lili almost knelt down. She was utterly impressed.
The predicament she had been pondering day and night, yet unable to break through, had been solved by two young women much younger than her in just a few words. It was unbelievable
. She was surprised, delighted, and saddened all at the same time. Thinking of her pride and joy in her light-footed skills, which seemed
so , she stared blankly at Chunlan and Qiu Ju, unsure of what to say.

Chunlan said, "If Sister Zhuang can turn martial arts practice into a source of enjoyment, a way to improve her self-cultivation,
rather than competing with others, her vision and mind will naturally broaden, and her achievements will naturally change. Sister Ming and Sister Qiuju are saying
the same thing."

Zhuang Lili bowed and said, "You two ladies are truly extraordinary! I used to be so narrow-minded, thinking that all martial arts in the world
were nothing special. It turns out they are so vast and boundless! How can my martial arts compete with others? Wouldn't that be laughable
?"

Chunlan and Qiuju hurriedly helped her up, saying, "We sisters were just talking casually. Sister Zhuang is truly extraordinary;
her future achievements will be extraordinary. Please don't say that. Later..." "Sister Ming will laugh at us."

Zhuang Lili suddenly realized that she had offended
countless people over the years with her arrogance and the support of her master and uncle. Fortunately, she was lucky enough not to have offended any real masters, otherwise she would not have survived. Cold sweat
broke out on her back, and with admiration and a choked voice, she said to Chunlan and Qiuju, "You two ladies have truly been kind to me. Today's
meeting is better than decades of hard training. From now on, I will never compete with anyone, and I will listen to Miss Ming and be
a good wife.

" Chunlan and Qiuju were overjoyed and said happily, "That's wonderful! We wish Sister Zhuang and your husband a carefree and
happy life."

All the women congratulated her in unison. Zhuang Lili was very happy. When she looked at everyone again, everyone felt
that she seemed to have suddenly become a different person. She was so gentle and charming, completely unlike her previous
arrogant and domineering self.

Sun Xiaohong was very envious. She said shyly, "Sisters, my master has been urging me to practice a set of
freehand techniques lately. I'm working very hard, but no matter how hard I try, I just can't seem to get it right. My master shakes his head and sighs every day
, and I'm so frustrated. That's why, with the New Year approaching, I told Master I wanted to go out and relax, and he agreed
..." She paused, embarrassed, and asked, "Sisters, am I really stupid? Did I make
Master angry?"

Chunlan laughed, "How could you be stupid? Then there wouldn't be any smart people in the world!"

Sun Xiaohong blushed and said: "Then why can't you practice well, little sister?"

Chunlan said, "No matter what we learn, we will always pause for a period of time after reaching a certain stage.
This pause is sometimes long and sometimes short. This is called the low point period. As long as you get through this period, your skills will
improve by leaps and bounds . I think all of you ladies and Sister Zhuang have experienced this. Some people have experienced it very obviously, while others may have
passed through it without realizing it. My set of freehand techniques may be very complicated, which is why you can't connect it smoothly for a while. This is okay
. After some time, you will suddenly understand."

All the women agreed with Chunlan's statement. Zhuang Lili said, "Little Hong, don't worry.
When I was learning Dragon Soaring to the Nine Heavens, I encountered this situation many times."

Sun Xiaohong felt a little relieved, but then timidly asked, "There are a few variations. Master has explained them countless times, but I
still don't understand. Could you two sisters give me some hints?"

Chunlan and Qiuju exchanged a glance. Chunlan said, "This is your sect's secret technique. We shouldn't..."

Sun Xiaohong said, "It's alright. Master said that many people know this set of freehand techniques, it's just a matter of skill level.
She said that if you practice this set of freehand techniques well, you can quickly master other fist and foot techniques."

Chunlan said, "I see. In that case, why don't you practice it for a bit, and we can discuss it together."

Sun Xiaohong was overjoyed. She stood up, bowed to the two women, and began to practice in the empty space by the table. As
soon as she started practicing, all eyes in the hall turned to her, and some people gathered around to watch. Sun Xiaohong was a guest of the three gangs.
Young and beautiful, she was treated like a younger sister by everyone in the gangs, who all doted on her. Seeing her
practice , they knew she was learning from Chunlan and Qiuju, so everyone was very interested. The freehand techniques she practiced were
the foundational stances for many martial arts schools, but many couldn't master them, so everyone watched closely.

In fact, Sun Xiaohong's freehand techniques were already quite advanced, surpassing the skills of many martial arts masters. However, her
master, Abbess Shengyin, was overly eager to help her, constantly urging her to improve, which caused Sun Xiaohong
to experience a period of low morale due to the pressure. After her freehand demonstration, she received thunderous applause, interspersed with
the smug laughter of Zhuo Buqun, the river tyrant, from the main table.

After finishing, Sun Xiaohong bowed to the two women before returning to her seat. Only then did the onlookers disperse.
It was a rule in the martial arts world that no one could listen when someone was seeking instruction or receiving training.

Chunlan and Qiuju both clapped and cheered. Chunlan said, "Little sister, you've practiced this set of freehand techniques so well. It's really amazing
. It shows that you've worked very hard."

Sun Xiaohong, though praised, was not pleased. She frowned and said, "Sister, my internal energy cannot be fully channeled,
so no matter how I practice, it's just a superficial resemblance, not very useful."

Qiuju smiled and said, "Although this set of skills is called 'freehand,' it is actually a set of palm techniques for defeating enemies. However, no matter how well you
practice , its inherent weakness cannot be overcome. It has thirty-seven gaps..."

Chunlan said, "Thirty-eight."

Qiuju was taken aback. After a moment's thought, she blushed and said, "Yes, thirty-eight. These gaps can
be . Little sister, you only need to know these basic stances; there's no need to get bogged down in the details."

The women were all surprised. In fact, they also knew this set of freehand skills, but their practice was not as
refined . However, they had never known that it had thirty-eight gaps, and that each one could be fatal. They couldn't help but stare wide
-eyed at the two women.

Sun Xiaohong was somewhat surprised and disappointed. She stammered, "Are you saying that I've practiced for nothing..."

Chunlan hugged her and comforted her, "That's not how it works. Of course, your hard work won't be wasted. Once you've mastered
these basic moves, it will be easier to learn other skills. Let me tell you, no martial art is
static. Look, we'll add some variations to this set of freehand techniques, and it will become a very powerful palm technique." As
Chunlan spoke, she demonstrated, taking nine moves from the seventy-two freehand techniques and adding slight variations
to create a palm technique. She also taught her how to circulate and guide qi during the palm technique, as well as the techniques for defeating and luring the enemy in battle . She explained it twice, and Sun Xiaohong understood immediately. Because this palm technique was entirely derived
from the freehand techniques , she grasped it instantly. 　　Chunlan was delighted and laughed, "Little sister, you see? All the effort you put in before wasn't wasted. Because you poured your heart and soul into it, you quickly mastered this new palm technique, didn't you?" 　　Sun Xiaohong was overjoyed, but also somewhat doubtful, wondering about the power of this palm technique. She looked around, eager to try it out. 　　Chunlan smiled, "Little sister, I don't know if this palm technique I just came up with will work. Go to and ask Sister Ming for guidance. Your senior uncles and senior masters are there; they can all instruct you." 　　Sun Xiaohong was very happy and gracefully got up, heading straight for the main table. Yuan Mingming was chatting happily with the two powerful figures from Heshan when she saw Sun Xiaohong approaching. She smiled and said, "Little sister, what gifts did you receive from the two elder sisters? Want to show us ?" 　　Sun Xiaohong first bowed to everyone at the table, then bowed deeply to Yuan Mingming, saying, "Sister Ming, Sister just taught me a set of palm techniques, and she said she would like to ask you for your guidance." 　　Yuan Mingming clapped her hands and said, "Great! Sister Chunlan must have taught you the best. You are so lucky." 　　Sun Xiaohong bowed again and then demonstrated the nine freehand techniques that Chunlan had taught her in the open space beside the table. The performance was indeed different. The various moves were continuous and seemingly had a pattern, yet there were no gaps to exploit. The fists, palms, stances, and footwork were perfectly coordinated, allowing for both offense and defense, with no interruption in the breathing. Sun Xiaohong practiced with increasing ease, completing the routine three times in one go. On the fourth repetition, she made a turn, reversing the nine forms, and then moved with effortless grace, each movement perfectly executed. Suddenly, she stopped, her face neither flushed nor out of breath, and stood happily before Yuan Mingming , bowing respectfully. 　　Everyone's palms turned red with excitement. Zhuo Buqun and Han Buli were overjoyed, not knowing what to do. They were intimately familiar with this set of freehand techniques, yet they never expected it to be transformed into such a powerful new move. The other heroes of Yuqiong Pavilion had only just seen Sun Xiaohong asking Chunlan and Qiuju for guidance, and in that short time, she had mastered this formidable new palm technique. Everyone both astonished and envious. The women at that table had all gathered around when Sun Xiaohong was practicing her moves. Now they saw that a completely new set of palm techniques. Although it had the shadow of freehand fighting, it had already formed a different style. The power of it was so great that they couldn't imagine what other palm technique could surpass it. The women were all secretly pondering this. Because Chunlan had taught Sun Xiaohong in front of everyone , they should all have understood it. So everyone had their own insights and felt that they had benefited a lot. 　　Yuan Mingming was very pleased. She smiled at the river bully and the mountain bully, saying, "Seniors, Chunlan is just showing off her limited skills, hastily putting together a set of palm techniques. It's quite impressive that she's managed to make it look so good; I'm afraid you'll laugh at me." 　　Zhuo Buqun stood up to thank them, saying seriously, "Xiao Hong's master is my own sister. Although she's a nun, our sibling bond remains. Chunlan's care for Xiao Hong is something her master will surely be extremely grateful for. We are old and our achievements are limited, so it's inappropriate for us to shamelessly ask for instruction. These young people need guidance from experts I am truly grateful." 　　The mountain bully, Han Buli, also stood up to thank them. They said, "Thank you so much for taking such good care of us, ladies. Although Xiaohong isn't our disciple , we treat her like our own daughter. We are truly grateful for your favor." 　　The two men had already discerned that the palm technique Sun Xiaohong practiced was extraordinary. Its offense and defense were extremely fierce, and only unparalleled masters like Yuan Mingming could rival it. In the martial arts world, there were probably few who could match it. Moreover, judging from the unpredictable and ever-changing moves Sun Xiaohong practiced, it could be improved as her skill deepened, making it a flawless palm technique. They were naturally happy for Sun Xiaohong, but judging from Yuan Mingming's tone, she was afraid of offending Sun Xiaohong 's master. In fact, Yuan Mingming's concerns were valid. There were many taboos in the martial arts world; one couldn't just casually teach someone else's disciple, especially from sects with strong sectarian biases. Such matters could range from minor to major—at worst, the disciple could be expelled from the sect and become an enemy of the instructor; at best, they could never associate with them again. Upon hearing Yuan Mingming's words, the two seasoned veterans, of course, understood. They immediately expressed their agreement, stating they had no such reservations. 　　Yuan Mingming was delighted, saying, "With you two seniors saying so, I am relieved. I have long admired Master Shengyin's name , but having never traveled the martial world, I have had no opportunity to meet her. When we meet again, I will certainly congratulate her on having such a clever and beautiful disciple." 　　Sun Xiaohong was overjoyed, blushing as she said, "Thank you for the praise, Sister Ming. Please enlighten me." 　　Yuan Mingming laughed, "This little girl is quite shrewd; she won't let me off the hook." 　　Everyone laughed. 　　He Ba also stroked his beard and smiled, inwardly praising his disciple. Many people, in this situation, exchanged a few words...

The words were vague and the matter was left unresolved; no one would press for further instruction. Seeing a lack of sincerity, others naturally
wouldn't offer guidance, and this golden opportunity was lost.

Yuan Mingming pulled Sun Xiaohong to her side, making room for her to sit down, and said warmly, "Little sister
, your freehand skills are excellent, so you're very adept at this palm technique. You're also clever, able to
add and subtract variations to the palm technique yourself. This is the key to martial arts. If you don't understand variations, no matter how well you practice, you'll only be
the same as others, nothing special. If someone's skill is deeper than yours, they could easily defeat you with a single palm strike,
how hurtful that would be!"

Sun Xiaohong laughed incessantly at her words. She had initially felt somewhat uneasy, but now she relaxed,
looking at Yuan Mingming with wide eyes, eager to learn.

"The palm technique created by Sister Chunlan is basically flawless. If you
work hard will surely achieve great things in the future. I only want to remind you of one thing: nine moves are still too many. You need to continue
refining and perfecting it, striving for the goal of three moves. Also, when practicing the palm technique, remember to cultivate your internal energy, allowing it to improve
along with your palm technique. In other words, by practicing one technique, you can simultaneously improve several martial arts.
When your skill reaches a high level, just one move will be enough. But you must also remember the most important point:
your martial arts practice is only for yourself..." "Improve your skills, cultivate enjoyment, and never harbor the thought of competing with others. Once that thought arises
, your martial arts will never improve."

Sun Xiaohong nodded and said, "Thank you, sister. I will definitely listen to you. My master is a monk, and I understand that he should not
compete In the future, I will definitely learn more about Buddhism from my master to purify my heart."

Yuan Mingming happily kissed her forehead and said, "Sister is very happy. It was worth meeting you today. You
are truly a good girl."

Everyone at the table was also very happy and congratulated the two tyrants of Heshan on having such a good disciple.
The two were also very proud.

After a while of lively conversation, the Three-Ringed Golden Knife returned from the group of martial arts practitioners and grain merchants from Luoyang. Sun Xiaohong
quickly offered her seat, bowed, and happily returned to her original seat.

After Wang Yeneng was seated, he said to the Yan couple, "Master Yan, sister-in-law, although there were
some , it's not necessarily a bad thing. I will definitely give you an explanation after the New Year. The happiest thing today was being able to
associate with these heroes from the two rivers. It was truly a great pleasure. All good things must come to an end. I am grateful for your kind invitation. It is almost midnight, so let's conclude
the banquet here in a perfect manner!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Desheng looked at everyone. The two tyrants of the rivers and mountains and the leaders of the three gangs all said that they had enjoyed themselves tonight and it was time to leave
. They still had a long way to go and needed to get back.

Yan Desheng didn't insist and said happily, "I'm truly delighted to meet you today, and I hope we can
meet often in the future."

The river bully said loudly, "Lord Yan, that's for sure! As long as you don't mind me staying at your house, I'll
come to visit every few days."

The mountain bully Han Buli also said cheerfully, "Lord Yan, I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me, but I really love your three
sisters-in-law. I really can't bear to leave them, and I even wish I could become their disciple."

Yuan Mingming said sweetly, "Thank you for your kindness, senior. I will definitely pay my respects to you again another day."

Everyone was overjoyed and got up to take their leave. Seeing them get up, the other tables also left to take their leave. When

Yan Desheng and his wife went to the entrance of Yuqiongxuan to see the guests off, the group of women rushed to Yuan Mingming in a fit of anger. Some
called her "Miss Yuan," and some called her "Sister Ming," all with red eyes, reluctant to part. Sun Xiaohong even grabbed her
sleeve and shed tears.

Yuan Mingming wiped away the tears on her cheeks and whispered, "Good sisters, I promise you, we will
meet again in the future. Don't forget, you must stick to Senior Sister Qin and learn the art of the bedroom. That's the most useful thing
. Just being good at martial arts isn't enough. You are all so beautiful. Wouldn't it be a pity if you became old women in the future
?"

Upon hearing this, the women were overjoyed, and their faces lit up with happiness.

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