Chapter 105 Han Wei's Cheating
The guard beside Lu Qingheng took the sword, and a maid offered him a towel to wipe his sweat. As Lu Qingheng wiped his sweat, he said to Han Wei, "The Taoist priest said before that he could cure me in three months, and I was still skeptical. Now, only two months have passed, and I can already practice martial arts. The Taoist priest is indeed a hermit master and a miraculous doctor."
Han Wei chuckled and said, "It is Your Highness's great fortune that things would be alright even without me."
Lu Qingheng shook his head: "If it weren't for you, Master, I'm afraid I'd still be bedridden." He looked at Han Wei gratefully, "I really don't know how to thank you enough."
“It is my honor to serve Your Highness. Although Your Highness is much better now, you still need to continue your recuperation. I will continue to give you acupuncture in a little while,” Han Wei said.
Lu Qingheng nodded.
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Inside the room, a black-haired, golden-eyed boy sat on a couch, while a man in a silver-gray Taoist robe was administering acupuncture to him. The room was quiet; in the corner, wisps of smoke rose from a small incense burner, filling the air with a delicate fragrance.
Every time Han Wei performed acupuncture, she would send everyone away, and the maids would wait outside. She removed the silver needles one by one, looking at the boy's body. After more than two months of her care, he had gained a lot of weight, but he still looked thin, with prominent collarbones and almost no excess fat. His muscle lines were soft, which was very different from Gu Qi's strong physique.
The striking red totem on his fair back captivated her once more. Unconsciously, Han Wei reached out to touch the totem, her fingertips tracing the boy's body, causing him to tremble slightly. He whispered, "Daoist Master?"
Han Wei snapped out of her reverie and cleared her throat to cover it up: "Your Highness, the birthmark on your back looks quite unusual."
She said this as she helped Lu Qingheng put on his clothes.
Lu Qingheng smiled and said, "It's just a normal birthmark. It looks unusual, but it's just a birthmark. Although many people think I'm some kind of reincarnation of a deity, I've never seen anything strange about myself since I was a child. On the contrary, I've been plagued by illnesses."
"I think the Taoist priest is a reincarnation of a deity, able to cure even a patient like me. I've always been curious, does the Taoist priest really possess some kind of divine magic?"
Han Wei laughed and said, "There are no gods or immortals, Your Highness is joking."
Han Wei opened the door and let the maid in.
After Lu Qingheng got dressed, he and Han Wei came out together and talked in the hall. The weather was fine today, and the two walked to the waterside pavilion. Han Wei saw a chessboard in the pavilion with an unfinished game on it, and she couldn't help but take a few more glances at it.
Lu Qingheng said with a smile, "This is what I left behind yesterday. Daoist Master is interested in playing chess."
Han Wei nodded.
“Then I’ll play a round with you, Taoist Master.” Lu Qingheng sat down at the table.
Han Wei sat down opposite him.
Speaking of chess, Han Wei had always wanted to beat Lu Qingheng, as she had never won against him in her previous life. She also repeatedly lost to Gu Qi, which made Han Wei very resentful.
Inside the waterside pavilion, Han Wei and Lu Qingheng, one playing white and the other black, engaged in a fierce battle on the chessboard. Han Wei had already witnessed Lu Qingheng's playing style in her previous life.
This seemingly gentle young man is incredibly domineering on the chessboard. He doesn't play any tricks, revealing his intentions to you step by step, but you just can't stop his attacks. You are completely crushed by him, utterly defeated, and suffer a tragic loss.
In contrast, Gu Qi's style is unpredictable and ever-changing. He seems to play without any rules, but he will suddenly strike when you least expect it, pinning you to the chessboard. Sometimes, when playing against him, Han Wei would feel a chill run down her spine.
Although they share the same soul, they are still different; their personalities are different, and their playing styles are different as well.
The common point is that Han Wei couldn't win against them.
Snap, snap!
The jade chess pieces landed on the board with a crisp sound. Han Wei watched the moves on the board, beads of sweat already forming on her forehead. Just like in her past life, even though she clearly saw through his intentions, she couldn't stop his offensive, watching him break through the impenetrable defenses she had built.
He's only sixteen years old!
I've lived two lifetimes already, which add up to over ten thousand years. Am I going to lose again?
She looked up at the boy in front of her. The boy had a gentle smile, but his actions were extremely domineering.
no!
We have to beat him at least once!!
Han Wei's competitive spirit flared up again.
She took a deep breath. In her mind's eye, there was a divine tree hundreds of feet tall, radiating a holy light. Hanging from the tree were 108 fruits as big as heads.
This is the Divine Wisdom Tree, cultivated from the Divine Wisdom Seed that Han Wei obtained. Each fruit is a Divine Wisdom Fruit, and each fruit is equivalent to a secondary brain. This divine tree has been cultivated for over a thousand years and has yielded one hundred and eight fruits. Now, it has one hundred and eight secondary brains.
Each of the divine wisdom fruits emitted a dazzling light, and countless runes appeared around the fruits, then spread throughout the entire sea of consciousness.
The sea of consciousness surged, and every wave produced a large number of calculation symbols.
Han Wei cheated.
She used the power of the Divine Wisdom Fruit.
On the chessboard, Han Wei increased the speed of her moves. As she continued to place her pieces, the smile on the boy's face gradually disappeared.
The boy started to get serious.
After a while, his eyes were fixed on the white and black pieces on the chessboard, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
Han Wei's moves became faster and faster, while Lu Qingheng's moves became slower and slower. In the end, Han Wei won.
Lu Qingheng stared at the chessboard, now a game in its final stages, for a long time before he came to his senses. When he was three years old, he watched his parents play chess, and after a short while, he had mastered it without any instruction. He first played a game against his father, defeating him decisively. Then he played a game against his mother and beat her. From then on, he had never lost a game of chess.
The national champions in the palace and the masters in the capital's chess halls were all his defeated opponents.
This was the first time he had ever lost to someone.
After a long while, Lu Qingheng bowed to Han Wei with his hands clasped in respect.
"Master's chess skills are superb; Qingheng is truly impressed!"
Han Wei was extremely embarrassed. She had cheated to win against him; how shameless of her! To actually use the power of the Divine Wisdom Dao Fruit to bully a mere sixteen-year-old mortal boy was utterly despicable.
Han Wei quickly replied, "Your Highness is too kind! I was just lucky."
"Daoist Master, shall we play another round?" Lu Qingheng asked with a smile.
He experienced defeat on the chessboard for the first time and wanted to play another game with Han Wei to get revenge. Although Lu Qingheng appeared gentle, he was competitive at heart.
Han Wei replied, "Next time, next time! This humble Taoist still needs to brew medicine for His Highness, next time!"
After saying that, Han Wei left.
She didn't want to bully people with the Divine Wisdom Fruit anymore, nor did she want to lose to him again, so she had no choice but to run away.
"Master Daoist—"
Lu Qingheng called out to her.
Han Wei pretended not to hear and walked away quickly.
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