While on Mount Hua, my mind is at peace!

Chapter 119 Lies are like firecrackers

"Madam Ji." Yue Feng tapped the table with his knuckles, his expression serious.

"I've come to you to discuss serious matters. Xie Hongde is certain to make a significant move on the day of the Heavenly Sword Sect's birthday banquet. I am severely injured internally and have no confidence in defeating him. Madam Ji, you don't want to lose me, your only hope, do you?"

Madam Ji chuckled sweetly: "The only hope... Chief Yue is really confident in his own worth."

Yue Feng was taken aback: "You know who I am?"

"There may be many outstanding young people in the world like Young Hero Feng. But for them to appear in the same place at the same time is rather intriguing, isn't it?"

Upon hearing Madam Ji's words, Yue Feng's face darkened: "In that case, Xie Hongde should have been able to figure it out as well."

"Of course he could have thought of that." Madam Ji's tone was decisive, yet it carried a hint of ease.

"However, just as you are not confident of defeating him, he is not confident of defeating you either. He has no idea that you have suffered internal injuries. The reason he agreed to Liu Ziliang's plan was to let Xie Shengjie find out your weaknesses."

"Heh, this old man hasn't changed at all. He'd even risk his own son's life for his own status and position."

Although Yue Feng was always intelligent, he couldn't help but hesitate when faced with someone like Xie Hongde. He couldn't help but ask Madam Ji, "Then how should I proceed? I hope Madam Ji can enlighten me."

Madam Ji said, "I heard you say that Xie Shengjie asked you to use Su Yu to steal the real Yin Yang Wuji Gong, is that right? There is no Yin Yang Wuji Gong. However, in my spare time over the years, I have indeed compiled an internal energy cultivation method to deceive people."

[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name: 202ᴋᴋs.ᴄᴏᴍ]

"This cultivation method is naturally incomparable to the true Yin-Yang Limitless Technique, but it was tailor-made for the Xie family father and son. They will be delighted upon seeing it. Once they begin to cultivate it, as long as they master even a little bit... hehe..."

Yue Feng suddenly realized that his previous view of Madam Ji had been too one-sided. Clearly, in addition to her unwavering will, Madam Ji's profound shrewdness was also a crucial factor in her ability to survive in the Xie family for so long.

"Alright, then please give me that mental cultivation method, and I'll give it to Xie Shengjie."

Madam Ji suddenly smiled mischievously: "Chief Yue, are you really surprised, or are you just pretending to be stupid? Xie Shengjie wouldn't dare send anyone to monitor me, but he certainly wouldn't be so polite to you."

"Do you think he would believe you if you told him, even though he knows there's nothing between you and Su Yu, that Su Yu helped you steal the Yin Yang Wuji Gong? Lies are like firecrackers; once one is lit, the rest will all explode."

Yue Feng couldn't help but frown: "It seems you've made up your mind to force Su Yu onto me."

Madam Ji smiled and said, "Although Chief Yue has many confidantes, how many of them can truly serve him by his side? Su Yu is beautiful, considerate, and skilled in martial arts. Even if others spent ten thousand taels of silver, they might not be able to find such a satisfactory and charming person."

Yue Feng smiled coldly: "Alright, as you wish."

Madam Ji nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Weakening the Xie family father and son is one thing; healing your internal injuries is another. Would I have the honor of taking Chief Yue's pulse?"

Yue Feng had Madam Ji take his pulse. Madam Ji said, "It seems that Chief Yue has taken some high-quality pills and used his internal energy to dissolve them, which has played a significant role in the recovery of his injuries."

"However, there are some parts of the human body that cannot be reached by medicine. If Chief Yue wants to recover as soon as possible, I can introduce you to someone."

"This man's name is Xiahou Jie, the 'Jie' in 'to intercept and retain,' and he is skilled in treating internal injuries. Go find him and tell him I sent you; he should be willing to do me a favor."

Yue Feng asked, "Where is he?"

"I'll have Su Yu take you there. Alright, it's late. Chief Yue has many important matters to attend to, so I won't keep you any longer. I wish you all the best and swift success."

"Thank you for your kind words." After saying this, Yue Feng stood up and walked downstairs. Su Yu followed behind him without saying a word.

Upon arriving at the small courtyard Xie Shengjie had arranged for Yue Feng, Su Yu, like a virtuous wife, skillfully began to clean. She finished quickly, then invited Yue Feng to retire for the night, while she herself slept on a small bed in the outer room.

Nothing more was said that night. The next morning, as soon as Yue Feng woke up, Su Yu had already prepared everything. After breakfast, Yue Feng followed Su Yu out of the Xie residence and arrived at the "poor street" in the east of Huazhou City.

As its name suggests, Poor Street is the largest slum in Huazhou City. It is extremely small, yet it houses dozens or even hundreds of families. The muddy ground is filled with sewage, and the stench is so strong that people can't even open their eyes.

Su Yu walked ahead with a frown. Although she came from a poor background, she had become accustomed to a life of luxury in the Xie family and could no longer fully adapt to this situation.

Curious, she glanced back at Yue Feng, only to find him composed. Despite his attire and demeanor being utterly out of place, there was an inexplicable harmony between them. This, in addition to her respect, aroused her curiosity about Yue Feng even more.

The two arrived at a house made of old wooden planks, which were not only dilapidated but also emitted a rotten smell. Su Yu stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Mr. Xiahou, are you inside?"

The room was completely silent, but Yue Feng could faintly smell the stench of blood. He rushed forward, pushed open the door, and saw an old man with a withered face lying on the ground, his wrists slashed open, blood gushing out.

Yue Feng swiftly sealed the acupoints on the old man's arm, and the bleeding immediately stopped. Su Yu took out a top-quality wound medicine and applied it to the old man's wound.

Yue Feng tore a clean strip of cloth from his clothes, wrapped it around the old man's wrist, and then pressed his hand against the old man's chest. He circulated his inner energy slightly, and the old man shuddered and slowly woke up.

Su Yu said anxiously, "Mr. Xiahou, what's wrong with you that you wanted to commit suicide? If we hadn't arrived just in time, then... then what would we have done?"

Xiahou Jie stared blankly for a moment before gradually regaining his composure. Two streams of tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Ayu, don't worry about me, just let me die."

Yue Feng said, "Mr. Xiahou, what exactly happened? Perhaps we can do something about it?"

"Too late...too late. The medicinal herbs have already been stolen by the Stone Bridge Gang, and no one knows where they've been taken. How can the two of you possibly snatch the meat from the tiger's mouth? Go, go! Let this old man die here alone, and that will be the end of it all!"

Yue Feng turned to Su Yu and asked, "The Stone Bridge Gang?"

Su Yu hesitated for a moment before saying, "The Stone Bridge Gang... is an affiliated force of the Heavenly Sword Sect. However, as far as I know, it's just a nominal one. The Stone Bridge Gang runs a medicinal herb business, has a large fortune, and its leader, Xiao Xiangwen, is a top-notch martial artist in the martial arts world."

Suddenly, countless fine needles emitting a ghostly blue light pierced through the window and shot towards Yue Feng, Su Yu, and Xiahou. Instantly, a strong, pungent stench filled the entire room.