Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 347 Resurrection by Borrowing a Corpse, Does One-Finger Divine Skill Have This Effect?
The Netherworld Manor has become a thing of the past.

All the demons were exterminated, and the manor was reduced to ruins.

The seven heroes of revenge transported the remains out. Those whose identities could be identified were returned to their families for burial, while those whose identities could not be identified were left to be claimed by their families.

The remains that were truly unclaimed were buried in the mortuary outside the Youming Manor, a process that took two whole years.

During this time, some people offered to help.

That person was the kind-hearted manager who had tried to dissuade Li Zhaoting from accepting his gold. He felt uneasy about it and wanted to do something good to make amends.

Li Zhaoting did not participate in the aftermath.

Lu Xiaofeng immediately ran away to find Master Bitter Gourd for a meal to relieve his bad luck.

Lu Xiaofeng would rather venture into dangerous places than fight a madman like Shi Youming. Shi Youming's mind was too twisted for ordinary people to understand.

Who would want to wipe out their entire family for no reason?

For some vague and unrealistic "great cause"?
Even if Shi Youming didn't know Li Zhaoting or Lu Xiaofeng, when he was in seclusion, Shaolin and Wudang were at their peak, and the Land Immortal hadn't left yet. How many heads did he have to think he could become the leader of the martial arts world?

Based on the power that Shi Youming absorbed?
After compiling the grievances of Youming Manor into a dossier and sending it to the headquarters of the Six Doors, Li Zhaoting returned to Jinling and decided to rest for a few days before going out again in the autumn.

Traveling every day has left me quite exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Especially when dealing with mentally twisted lunatics like Xi Caisang and Shi Youming, Li Zhaoting could kill them easily if he wanted to, but these people are just too disgusting!

It's not a question of whether I can win or not, but that even if I win against these people, I feel disgusted, so disgusted that I want to vomit, and I have no appetite for several days in a row.

It wasn't until I returned to Jinling that I felt somewhat relieved.

The two cases spread very quickly, and before Li Zhaoting even returned home, they had already spread throughout the country.

Most people's opinion on this is... crazy!
What normal person would do such a thing?

When he returned home, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. His family was celebrating in a lively atmosphere. He rested for several days in a row. As the autumn wind swirled the fallen leaves, Li Zhaoting thought of a poem.

—Don't even mention how delicious the perch is; with the west wind blowing, has Ji Ying returned yet?

This poem elevated the dishes of water shield soup and perch sashimi to their peak. From then on, every autumn, gourmets would search the world for chefs to make perch sashimi.

Under heaven, which chef makes the most delicious perch sashimi? It's not Bitter Gourd, not Song Tian'er, not Liu Yiyi, but Master Zuo of Zhubei Villa.

Zhibei Villa is located on the banks of the Songjiang River.

As everyone knows, the best perch in the world is the Songjiang four-gilled perch. The perch sashimi made by Master Zuo is a perfect combination of timing, location, and people. He can eat while fishing. Even if a chef from another place has far better cooking skills than Master Zuo, without top-quality ingredients, even the most skilled cook cannot make a meal without rice.

Even if you send chefs like Song Tian'er and Liu Yiyi to Zhubei Manor to cook fish, they still won't be as good as Master Zuo.

Good chefs are made by feeding them ingredients.

They didn't have enough experience cooking sea bass.

Master Zuo has been making sashimi with sea bass for decades. Even if a culinary god descended to earth, he would still be inferior to Master Zuo when it comes to this dish. Unfortunately, a master chef has a big temper.

Under heaven, there are only three people who can make Master Zuo willingly become a perch sashimi: one is Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows, one is Chu Liuxiang, the master thief, and the last is Master Zuo's greatest pride in life, as well as the jewel of Zhubei Manor, Master Zuo's beloved daughter.

Master Zuo had three things he was proud of in his life.

Firstly, he has many friends, including Chu Liuxiang and Lu Xiaofeng, so he is never lonely.

Secondly, the Zuo and Xue families have been enemies for generations. Master Zuo and Xue Yiren fought for thirty years. Not only did he not die, but he lived a more and more enjoyable life, which is something to be very proud of.

Thirdly, he had a smartest, prettiest, and most obedient daughter, Zuo Mingzhu. Zuo Mingzhu was the apple of Second Master Zuo's eye and his greatest pride. However, fate is unpredictable, and Zuo Mingzhu was diagnosed with an incurable disease!
Master Zuo invited several renowned doctors, including Chu Liuxiang's confidante Su Rongrong, the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley Xu Qiaozhi, and the Grand Elder Shi Jiugong, but none of them could come up with a solution.

Just when Master Zuo was feeling desperate, Su Rongrong came up with a solution for him: ask Li Zhaoting for help.

Li Zhaoting's wife, Wang Shenglan, became the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect last August. Su Xinghe and Xue Muhua are both Wang Shenglan's subordinates, essentially two divine doctors.

If Su Xinghe and Xue Muhua have no other options, they can try fighting poison with poison and have Lan Fenghuang treat them.

If medicine can't cure it, Li Zhaoting has quite a few connections in Dali and can invite a high-ranking monk from Tianlong Temple to diagnose the illness using the One-Finger Divine Skill. If all of these methods fail, medicine can't cure this disease, and no one in the world can cure it.

Master Zuo and Li Zhaoting have little to do with each other, but Chu Liuxiang, Medicine King Valley and Li Zhaoting have a deep friendship. Given the current situation, they have no choice but to try anything.

……

Zhubei Manor is the most joyful place in the martial arts world.

Everyone inside and outside the Zhubei Manor wore a joyful and hospitable smile, even the gatekeeper was so attentive and polite.

Before you even step through the gate, you'll smell the aromas of wine, tea, perfume, and flowers, and hear the melodious sounds of string and wind instruments, hearty laughter, and the clinking of glasses.

This feeling is like soaking a pair of sore and numb feet that have walked dozens of miles in a bucket of hot water.

When Li Zhaoting, Wang Shenglan, Su Xinghe, and Xue Muhua arrived at Zhubei Manor, the manor was not lively at all. Everyone was in sorrow, the outside was covered with white flowers, and they were even preparing to set up a mourning shed.

The courtyard was piled high with fallen leaves. As the autumn wind blew, the leaves drifted into the air, creating a desolate and bleak atmosphere.

Without a word of nonsense, Li Zhaoting asked Su Xinghe and Xue Muhua to examine Zuo Mingzhu, with Wang Shenglan accompanying them, while Li Zhaoting checked the prescription.

In fact, there was no prescription.

No doctor could prescribe the medicine.

Zuo Mingzhu would vomit any kind of herbal medicine she took.

Herbal medicine, acupuncture, and massage were all ineffective.

Su Xinghe and Xue Muhua are both renowned doctors, but medicine cannot cure this strange disease. How can it be diagnosed and treated?
Medicine is useless; only martial arts can cure it.

Master Zuo, with sunken eyes and a worried expression, grasped Li Zhaoting's hand and pleaded, "Hero Li, I've heard that the Duan family of Dali can revive the dead and heal the wounded. I know that this method will severely deplete my true energy. I am willing to donate all my family's wealth to Tianlong Temple and ask the high monks to save my daughter."

Dali and Zhibei Mountain Villa are thousands of miles apart. Even with fine wine for transportation, traveling day and night would take ten days for a round trip. Given Zuo Mingzhu's condition, it would be a miracle if she could last even three days, let alone ten.

Li Zhaoting comforted her, saying, "That's not necessary. I also know the One-Finger Divine Skill. Let me treat Miss's illness."

"Does Master Li know the One-Finger Divine Skill?"

"I am sworn brothers with the Crown Prince of Dali. I have saved the life of the Emperor of Dali many times. The One-Finger Divine Skill is a direct descendant of the Duan family, but it is not absolutely forbidden to pass it on to outsiders."

The One-Finger Divine Skill can be passed on to outsiders.

"Fishing, woodcutting, farming, and reading" will lead to the One-Finger Divine Skill.

Zhu Ziliu further combined finger techniques and calligraphy to create the One-Finger Script, which was passed down to the Yitian era.

With the Longevity Formula as his foundation, and the Heavenly Cripple and Earthly Deficiency Repair Technique of the Western Regions Demonic Sect, Li Zhaoting achieved twice the result with half the effort in cultivating the One-Finger Divine Skill. In less than a month, he entered the Upper Three Grades realm, keeping pace with Zen Master Kurong.

“Master Li, I’ve heard that using the One-Finger Divine Skill to save someone severely depletes your true energy. You are young and in the prime of your life, a time of vigorous and diligent cultivation. If this were to hinder your practice, wouldn’t that be my fault? Not to mention the people you’ve offended…”

Master Zuo truly lives up to his reputation as a kind-hearted man.

Even now, she is still thinking of Li Zhaoting.

The seventy- or eighty-year-old monks of Tianlong Temple have long since exhausted their martial arts potential. The wear and tear from healing and saving lives can be gradually recovered and will not have a significant impact.

Li Zhaoting is in his twenties, in the prime of his life, and his martial arts skills are improving rapidly. If he were to exhaust his energy and delay his martial arts practice in order to save someone, coupled with the opponents he has provoked over the years, he might be in mortal danger. This is something that Master Zuo does not want to see.

Li Zhaoting gently comforted me: "My internal strength is based on the Longevity Technique, and my recovery speed is very fast. With my wife protecting me closely, no assassin would dare to approach me."

"Thank you very much, Master Li. I will never forget this kindness. If you ever need my help in the future, just send a letter to Zhubei Manor and I will gladly die for you."

"The code of chivalry is a fundamental duty."

Li Zhaoting quickly went to Zuo Mingzhu's ward.

Zuo Mingzhu's nickname was "Jade Fairy Child." This name was given to her by people in the martial arts world out of respect for Master Zuo. Zuo Mingzhu's martial arts skills were only third-rate because she didn't have time to practice.

Not only did she have to play chess and drink with her father, but she also had to play the zither, arrange flowers, write lyrics, and recite poems for him. Even if she had the martial arts talent of Cheng Huaixiu and Li Shengnan, she was busy with chores all day long. How could she have time to solidify her foundation?

In Master Zuo's mind, Zuo Mingzhu was the smartest and most obedient daughter in the world. She never worried him and never did anything wrong, until she contracted this strange disease.

Looking at the body curled up in a ball on the hospital bed, Li Zhaoting first pulled away seven or eight divine doctors and had them stand guard by his side. He then gathered a stream of innate pure yang energy at his fingertips, circulated the power of the One Yang Finger, and pointed it at the Baihui acupoint on the left side of his head.

He touched her with one finger, then immediately withdrew it, and then pointed to the Houding acupoint, which was one and a half inches behind her Baihui acupoint.

By pressing on the acupoints along the Du meridian—Qiangjian, Naohu, Fengfu, Dazhui, Taodao, Shenzhu, Shendao, and Lingtai—in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all the acupoints on the Du meridian had been reached.

Using the One-Finger Divine Skill to heal and save lives is actually about using innate pure Yang energy to penetrate the eight extraordinary meridians. Innate masters have all eight extraordinary meridians open, but Zuo Mingzhu's martial arts foundation is relatively poor, with most of her meridians and acupoints blocked.

Forcibly opening the meridians causes great losses.

Most importantly, different strategies are needed to open up different meridians. Some require slow acupressure, some require a swift and decisive action, some require lightning speed, and some require a powerful and graceful movement. The finger movements must be precise and meticulous.

If even one finger is pointed in the wrong direction, all the hard work and effort before will be wasted; the last leg of a journey is the hardest. Fortunately, the fingering speed slows down as you go further, allowing ample rest time.

"Snapped!"

Li Zhaoting finished pressing the last acupoint.

His face was deathly pale, his steps were unsteady, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. He looked as if he had been pulled out of the river. He fainted in a daze, and Wang Shenglan hurriedly went forward to help him up.

Looking at Zuo Mingzhu on the hospital bed, the dark aura on her face had visibly dissipated, and her cheeks had regained their rosy color.

The renowned physicians took turns examining Zuo Mingzhu's pulse, indicating that her breathing had returned to normal and that she would regain consciousness in a few hours and be lively and energetic again in a few days. The miraculous effect of the One-Finger Divine Skill convinced them wholeheartedly.

Of course, nobody wants to study.

It's not that I don't want to learn, it's that I simply can't learn it.

Even with Li Zhaoting's profound internal strength, he was exhausted, dizzy, and collapsed. These divine doctors, apart from Su Rongrong and Xu Qiaozhi, were all old men whose potential had long been exhausted. Even if they practiced hard for a hundred years, they would not be able to reach Li Zhaoting's level. It would be a complete waste of time.

Xu Qiaozhi praised, "Hero Li is indeed a rare hero in the martial arts world. He was willing to sacrifice all his strength to save lives. Judging from his condition, he will need at least three to five months of seclusion to recover his strength."

Su Xinghe waved his hand: "Not enough! According to the records I have read, it takes five years of hard training to save someone with the One-Finger Divine Skill. Even with Li Daxia's extraordinary talent and the miraculous effects of the Longevity Technique, it will still take him one or two years."

"One or two years of this age..."

The legendary healers of the martial arts world are the most well-informed. Martial artists from all over the country seek their treatment, and they can learn more or less about the events happening in the martial arts world around the globe.

In just three years since his debut, Li Zhaoting has risen from fame to become the number one prodigy in the Central Plains through a martial arts contest to become a master swordsman. His swordsmanship is superb, and as long as he doesn't die, he will surely reach the pinnacle in the future. Time is of utmost importance to him.

"A kind heart and chivalrous spirit, nothing more than this!"

Su Rongrong wrote a comment for Li Zhaoting.

The renowned physicians nodded in approval and took out their treasured elixirs to treat Li Zhaoting's internal injuries.

The doctor is kind.

The vast majority of miracle doctors are driven by passion.

For renowned heroes, especially those who make sacrifices in front of them, they are willing to do everything in their power to treat them. For example, Wan Chunliu, facing many villains in the Valley of Villains, mustered up the courage to fabricate reasons and risked his life to save Yan Nantian. It was all from the bottom of his heart, and he never thought of getting anything in return. He was only doing it for the sake of chivalry!

The fact that Xiaoyuer didn't turn out badly in the Valley of Villains is largely due to Wan Chunliu. Otherwise, Xiaoyuer might have really been raised to be the greatest villain in the world.

……

"Pfft!"

Wang Shenglan tossed Li Zhaoting into the bathtub, gently wiped the sweat off his body, changed him into a loose set of pajamas, and placed them on the bed in the guest room.

"Husband, what do you think?"

"I'm hungry and want to eat."

"I'm being serious."

"I really want to eat. Eating is the most convenient way to replenish energy. Food is worse than medicine. Go and stew a chicken for me, and bring me two bowls of rice."

"Shouldn't seriously ill patients drink porridge?"

"Lean meat porridge, seafood porridge, those are fine, but not plain rice porridge, unless you add two spoonfuls of sugar, or prepare three salted duck eggs, I want Gaoyou salted duck eggs."

"Will my body be unable to tolerate the tonic?"

"Of course not. I have practiced the Heavenly Cripple and Earthly Deficiency Repair Technique of the Western Regions Demonic Sect. This technique can repair defects and make up for deficiencies by taking from the surplus. Even if I eat a cow, I can digest it in a very short time."

"Really?"

"Madam is intelligent; who could possibly hide anything from you?"

"That's true, I'll have someone stew a chicken!"

Wang Shenglan went to the kitchen to instruct them to prepare the dishes.

Li Zhaoting sat cross-legged, forming the Treasure Vase Mudra. His pale face quickly regained its rosy hue. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a vast and surging aura enveloped the entire room. When the aura reached the window and door frames, it converged inwards like a whirlwind, without letting out even a trace of it.

Upon closer inspection, one can see the true essence pulling back and forth, the yin and yang energies circulating repeatedly, condensing into the shape of a treasure bottle.

The vase mudra represents the union of Brahman and Atman, free from defilement and impurity.

……

Zuo Mingzhu's room.

Under Master Zuo's expectant gaze, Zuo Mingzhu slowly woke up. Before Master Zuo could even laugh, Zuo Mingzhu's words plunged him into an ice cellar.

"Who are you? Where is this place? How did I get here? Did you kidnap me?"

"Child, this is your home!"

"This isn't my home, I don't know you! I'm Miss Shi from Shi Family Village, hmph! If you know what's good for you, let me go right now, my mother is not someone to be trifled with!"

"Ah? What's going on?"

Master Zuo was so angry that he trembled all over.

The Zuo and Xue families have been enemies for generations, and they have long forgotten the origin of their hatred. They only know that the two families have been killing each other. The Shi and Xue families are related by marriage and have formed a life-and-death alliance.

In other words, the Zuo family and the Shi family are mortal enemies, even though this hatred is inexplicable.

There are many inexplicable hatreds in the martial arts world.

Especially when it comes to hatred that has been fought for generations, even if one is already tired of killing and has forgotten the source of the hatred, it will continue unless there is an external crisis.

For example: Iron-Blooded Banner Sect and Five Blessings Alliance.

The source of the hatred came from the Iron Blood Banner Sect, but after several generations of fighting, they themselves forgot about it. No one remembered the source of the hatred; they only knew how to wield their swords and kill each other.

The feud only ended when the Poison God descended and wreaked havoc, wiping out almost every last member of both families.

The same applies to the Zuo and Xue families.

Even the heads of the two families, Master Zuo and Xue Yiren, did not know what hatred their ancestors had for each other. The two had been at odds for thirty years and had long since grown tired of each other.

That being said, upon hearing that his beloved daughter had inexplicably become a daughter of the Shi family, and that the eldest daughter of the Shi family was about to marry into the Xue family, to the son of his enemy of thirty years, Master Zuo was overjoyed and devastated, and almost fainted.

What's happening here?
How did my daughter turn out like this?

What is Li Zhaoting up to?

Can a single finger technique that saves a person cause them to lose their mind and go mad?

Many renowned doctors rushed forward to examine Zuo Mingzhu, saying that her condition was very strange. She was originally suffering from various ailments and was on the verge of death, but now she was strong and healthy, and her bones and muscles had recovered to their former level.

This doesn't look like a seriously ill patient bedridden in bed.
She's clearly a female knight-errant!

The renowned doctors discussed the matter for over an hour and finally came to a conclusion that left Master Zuo both amused and exasperated: Zuo Mingzhu had been possessed and her soul had been replaced.

The specific details should be verified with the Shi family.

Master Zuo really wanted to plunge into the Songjiang River.

Bringing a corpse back to life?

Are there such strange things in the martial arts world?
Is this the conclusion a miracle doctor should reach?

Now that things have come to this, there's no point in feeling ashamed, angry, or resentful.

While patiently comforting Zuo Mingzhu, Master Zuo asked someone to investigate the situation at the Shi family. The most suitable person to investigate the case was none other than Chu Liuxiang. With his reputation as a master thief, Chu Liuxiang could easily infiltrate the Shi family's inner quarters.

Chu Liuxiang thought the idea of ​​"reincarnation" was just a fantasy, but Su Rongrong told him it was, leaving him no choice but to believe it.

Chu Liuxiang was somewhat envious of Li Zhaoting.

He was seriously ill and bedridden, and had people to take care of him whenever he came in or out.

Night falls.

Chu Liuxiang sneaked into the Shi family under the moonlight.

The Shi family actually set up a mourning hall.

Even more bizarrely, the eldest daughter of the Shi family, who had been bedridden and had just died during the day, suddenly woke up and claimed to be Zuo Mingzhu, the eldest daughter of Zhubei Manor!
(End of this chapter)