Chapter 729 The Senior Brother's Conditions

After breakfast, Song Chunxue called Changfeng and Changyun over to her.

"Who among you wants to refine pills, and who wants to practice swordsmanship?"

Song Chunxue knew she couldn't possibly read all the alchemy furnace and books that Dongfang Xu had given her; she knew she didn't have the ability.

She tried to learn everything but mastered nothing, so she wanted to focus on swordsmanship. Strength would give her the courage to roam the martial world, and she would leave alchemy to her apprentice.

"Alchemy?" Changyun clasped his hands to his chest, looking at Song Chunxue with curiosity and joy. "Master can also refine pills?"

"I don't know how to refine pills, but someone gave me various books on alchemy. You can read, right?"

Changyun nodded, "I know, I know. If you don't know, you can ask Changfeng. He knows them all."

Song Chunxue looked at Changfeng. She knew that this child had a complicated background, but she did not intend to ask any further questions.

"You want to practice swordsmanship?"

Changfeng nodded, unconsciously clenching his fist. "I want to practice swordsmanship. Please teach me, Master."

Song Chunxue took out a stack of books. On one side was the introductory sword technique that the Taoist priest had given her. The pages were all curled up from being turned so many times that the edges were almost torn. She needed to apply some more paste to prevent the pages from falling off.

The brand-new alchemy book was handed over to Changyun.

"These are all precious books. I've read the ones on swordsmanship, but I've only read a little about alchemy. I don't know how to teach you these books, because I figured it all out on my own. If you have any questions later, you can ask your senior brothers and uncles. They are definitely better than me."

Song Chunxue sighed, "Actually, they are all better than me. If you want to back out now, it's not too late."

"Won't!"

Changfeng and Changyun shouted in unison, "We don't regret it."

“Master,” Changyun said solemnly, holding the books in both hands and looking down as if lost in thought, “I will study these books carefully and return them to you once I have thoroughly understood their contents.”

These were all given to her by her senior brother; it's good to return them.

"Alright, then you should master it as soon as possible and practice diligently every day, and try to learn faster than me." Song Chunxue patted his arm. "In five or six years, you will be able to go down the mountain to gain experience outside, and ordinary people will not be able to bully you."

Changfeng nodded vigorously, his face showing an indescribable expression. "Master, don't worry, I will definitely practice diligently and won't let you down."

Song Chunxue lowered her voice, "If Tudan'er learns anything, you can ask him for advice. After all, he is the senior brother's apprentice, and he will definitely teach you more than I have."

She doesn't mind them learning from her, so I suppose her senior brother doesn't mind either.

The senior brother was not in good condition and seemed indifferent. Song Chunxue had known him for a long time and knew that asking him would be useless, so she simply stopped asking.

“Master, aren’t you afraid that our senior uncle will beat us? That’s called stealing our skills.” Changyun laughed. “I don’t want to get beaten.”

"Then you can just ask him directly. How can that be called stealing someone's skills?" Song Chunxue said seriously. "If you ask him openly, he will be your senior master. This is called keeping the good stuff in the family."

Changfeng smiled.

Song Chunxue raised her hand and patted him, "What are you laughing at? Senior brother won't dislike someone who is eager to learn. Just go ahead and ask, don't be afraid."

Changyun asked curiously, "Master has only been practicing swordsmanship for two or three years, so how did he reach the level of a swordsman so quickly? I only found out how amazing Master is after listening to my senior brothers talk about it last night."

Song Chunxue thought about it carefully and said, "It must be because you practiced meditation and standing meditation a few years ago and laid a solid foundation. Don't rush things. Take it slow and steady. This is something that can't be rushed."

The two apprentices, one tall and one short, nodded in unison.

So well-behaved.

Song Chunxue smiled and said, "Practice hard. If you do well, I will prepare money to ward off evil spirits for you at the end of the year, and you will also have new clothes to wear."

"Alright, thank you, Master." Changyun eagerly opened the book, "I must become a great alchemist."

Changfeng rubbed the book, clearly wanting to open it and take a look immediately.

"Alright, you guys go take a look."

"Yes, Master." The two disciples smiled at each other and ran outside together.

Subsequently, Song Chunxue found her senior brother.

It has to be said that the eldest brother clearly comes from a wealthy family; his clothes are quite handsome, and they even develop a beautiful sheen when exposed to the sun, making them incredibly expensive.

Song Chunxue couldn't help but touch the fabric. "What kind of fabric is this? It's so beautiful."

"The shimmering brocade is priceless," Master Han answered for him. "You want it too?"

"No, no, no, I don't want it. I'm afraid someone will try to steal it from me, but if Senior Brother wears it, he'll look like he's not someone to mess with."

Song Chunxue glanced at Master Han, not bothering to avoid him.

"Senior Brother, how is my Senior Brother's injury? He's been very preoccupied these past few months. Will the medicine you gave him last time heal him?"

Moreover, since my senior brother is injured, why did he risk going down the mountain?

"The injury is quite serious, it has damaged the root of the problem, but ordinary medicines can't cure it. Fortunately, I know a few skilled alchemists, and I got two bottles of pills from them, but your senior brother doesn't want them."

As he spoke, Lord Zhao took out two porcelain bottles, one white and one red.

“He knows this medicine is valuable and doesn’t want to accept it. You go and try.” Lord Zhao lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment. “As long as you cry and show that you don’t want anything to happen to him, he will definitely listen to you.”

“…” Song Chunxue frowned. “It sounds like Senior Brother is plotting against me.”

"How could that be? I'm helping him. That guy has a very strange temper. I don't know how you've dealt with him these past few years. Anyway, he's a bit stubborn. I see that he's going to be a tough nut to crack. You must make sure he accepts it."

Is it strange?

Song Chunxue didn't think her senior brother had a strange temper; she just wanted to know how expensive the medicine was that made him refuse to accept it.

"How expensive..." Lord Zhao stroked his neatly trimmed beard and pondered seriously, "This has stumped me."

“If this were in the past, it would be enough to exchange for a city. There was only one person in the world who knew how to refine this medicine,” Master Han said from the side. “When I learn how to refine this elixir, it won’t be so precious anymore.”

Song Chunxue understood, "No one should accept something for nothing. If you want something, Senior Brother, please let it ease your burden."

Lord Zhao smiled mysteriously, "I've already told him about this. He knows it himself. You can just give it to him."

Song Chunxue was skeptical, but she took the porcelain bottle to the Taoist priest.

"This medicine is too expensive, junior brother, you should take it back. I have other medicine, although it takes longer, the effect is just as good."

The senior apprentice didn't buy it and picked up the axe to continue chopping wood.

Song Chunxue sniffed. "Senior brother is playing with his own body. Senior brother already said that your injury is very serious, affecting your very foundation. You still want to lie to me?"

“Senior brother, you know more about medicine than I do. You must take this medicine, or I will abandon you. You don’t even care about yourself and you’re deliberately distancing yourself from us. It seems you don’t intend to acknowledge me as your junior brother.”

She put down the porcelain vase, turned around, and left, saying, "I'm not going to bother with you anymore."

"Wait a minute," the Taoist priest said helplessly, a bitter smile on his face, "Do you know what conditions the eldest brother made?"

"Conditions?" Is it in exchange?

“If it’s hard to accept, then forget it,” Song Chunxue said after a moment of thought. “No matter what, I hope that Senior Brother will consider his own life.”

The Taoist priest picked up the porcelain bottle and poured two pills into his palm. "I understand, senior brother."