Tang Dynasty: Starting at Xuanwu Gate, this prince is better off not being one.

Cheng Chumo woke up.

After learning the whole story, despite his weakened state, he insisted on becoming sworn brothers with Li Yu.

"Brother Chumo! Brother Chumo! There's no need for this! There's no need for this! My good brother is in my heart!"

Li Yu used all his strength to barely break free from Cheng Chumo's clamp-like grip.

Rubbing his throbbing wrist, Li Yu quickly offered an explanation.

This guy is a fucking animal! He's so weak, yet he still manages to muster so much strength…

Finally, after being comforted by Li Yu and Li Chengqian, Cheng Chumo, who had calmed down, remembered that Li Yu was also a prince and grandson of the emperor, and thus gave up the idea of ​​becoming sworn brothers.

"Brother Yu saved my life, so from now on he's my brother. If you ever need anything, just tell me, and I'll go through fire and water for you without uttering a word of complaint!"

With just a few hairs growing around his mouth, Cheng Chumo kept calling himself "Old Cheng," pounding his chest loudly, exuding heroic spirit, much like a chimpanzee ready for battle...

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After exchanging a few more polite but pointless words, they finished processing the antelope, and each of them cleaned themselves to their satisfaction.

That's great! We have meat to eat, and we also have a sheepskin to keep warm.

The campfire sizzled and grilled the skewered lamb until it glistened with oil. Li Yu couldn't even imagine how delicious it would be with just a touch of salt.

"Great! Great! It really looks good!"

"yes……"

Wait a minute!

Where the hell did that old voice come from?

Holy crap!

After scanning the area, Li Yu suddenly noticed someone standing by the campfire, which startled him so much that his hair stood on end.

"Ah! A ghost!"

Several screams rang out in the deep mountain forest. Li Chengqian grabbed Li Tai and ran away, while Cheng Chumo was also frightened and stood up. He staggered a few steps and then tripped and fell on his butt.

As for Li Yu, he was stunned with fear and was being tightly protected behind him by the green-clad woman, who was also pale with fright.

"Hey? Why did you all run off? Come back and keep grilling! I'm still waiting to eat meat!"

The aged voice rang out again, calling Li Yu's soul back to reality.

Beside the campfire, an old Taoist priest in rough hemp clothing stood with a basket on his back, grinning from ear to ear. His tattered robes emitted a sour smell under the heat of the campfire!

"Damn you, you dead Taoist priest! You walk so quietly, you scared the crap out of me!" Seeing that the other person was alive, Li Yu's anger instantly surged to the top of his head. He shielded the green-clad man behind him and started cursing while jumping up and down.

Damn it! Just thinking about how I was so scared that I hid behind a woman is so embarrassing!

Li Yu's insults were extremely vile, but the old Taoist priest wasn't annoyed at all. He chuckled, picked up the roasted meat that had fallen to the ground, and put it back on the campfire to continue roasting.

The brothers Li Chengqian and Li Tai, who had fled in terror, heard Li Yu cursing from afar, so they returned, still shaken.

"Master Sun!? What are you doing here?"

Just as he was about to imitate Li Yu's curses, Li Chengqian exclaimed in surprise when he saw the old Taoist's appearance clearly.

"Oh? The Prince of Zhongshan and the Prince of Yidu? What brings you two princes here?" The old Taoist priest's calm demeanor vanished, replaced by a surprised raised eyebrow.

The back-and-forth conversation between the two left Li Yu somewhat bewildered.

This old Taoist priest was no ordinary person; he was acquainted with Li Chengqian and Li Tai, clearly someone who frequently entered and exited the palace. And this was a Taoist priest surnamed Sun whom Li Chengqian addressed with the respectful title "you"—if Li Yu still couldn't guess his identity, he could say he had lived a wasted life…

"Master Sun! I've long admired your reputation. I guessed you must be hungry, so I'll grill some meat for you right away..."

Having guessed the other party's identity, Li Yu changed his attitude from before. He took the roasted meat from the old Taoist priest as if he had seen his own father, and helped him roast it while chuckling awkwardly.

God!

Who is this? The renowned Medicine King, Sun Simiao!

In this era of limited medical technology, this man was truly a living god!

Li Yu didn't want to offend him completely because of his momentary rudeness.

What if I get a serious illness in the future and can't get medical treatment...?

Li Yu's series of actions left the others completely dumbfounded. Even the worldly-wise Sun Simiao asked as if he had seen a ghost, "Hey? Kid! Whose child are you? Why are you acting so arrogant at first and then so obsequious?"

"My father is Li Xuanba, the Prince of Zhao."

Seemingly realizing how embarrassing he looked, Li Yu touched his nose somewhat sheepishly: "I always seek revenge. You scared me so much I almost lost my mind, so my attitude was naturally a bit arrogant."

"But as a prince and grandson of the emperor, upon learning of your identity, we can only be respectful in the best interests of the people you have benefited."

"You sly little brat!"

Upon hearing Li Yu's words, Sun Simiao burst into laughter.

After laughing for a while, the old Taoist wiped away his tears and said, "I've been following you all this way and observing you around here for quite some time. I noticed you're quick and agile. Do you know any medicine?"

"I dare not speak presumptuously in front of Master Sun. I truly do not know any medical skills; I have only read a few medical books and recognize a few medicinal herbs."

Li Yu finally understood where that chilling feeling he had felt in the forest earlier came from.

"What a self-taught genius! Why don't you learn medicine from this old Taoist priest?"

Sun Simiao, dressed in tattered clothes, stared intently at Li Yu, much like an old man squatting on the street, teaching children the Tathagata Palm technique, which costs ten yuan a copy.

Upon hearing Sun Simiao's words, Li Yu stood there in shock at first, then hesitated.

Ultimately, I still have family and friends in this world. Even if there is no emotional foundation, I would never stand by and watch them die if they get into trouble in the future.

Moreover, if one could become a disciple of Sun Simiao, then even if one used some outrageous modern knowledge to save people in the future, one would still be able to justify it.

But Sun Simiao was, after all, a Taoist priest, and having just transmigrated, he only wanted to live a peaceful life and really didn't want to get involved with any sect. Besides, his identity wouldn't allow it.

The old Taoist was a good man. He seemed to sense Li Yu's worries and immediately offered some reassurance: "Although I am a person outside the Taoist community, it is only in name. You are just my disciple and have no connection with the Taoist sect whatsoever."

Li Yu had no reason to refuse such an understanding old man, so he said, "Sir, your medical skills are unparalleled throughout history. It would be an honor for me to learn even a fraction of them. However..."

He glanced at Cheng Chumo, who was wincing in pain from the recent fright that had aggravated his wound, and continued, "My brother was injured earlier and hasn't fully healed yet. Could you perhaps..."

"Hahaha!"

After hearing Li Yu's words, Sun Simiao laughed again, pointed at him with his rough fingers and said, "You sly fellow! It's like I owe you something. Oh well, helping those in need is simply my duty."

Although the old man had devoted his life to studying medicine, he was also a seasoned veteran who had traveled all over the country and was well-versed in the ways of the world. He naturally saw through Li Yu's little scheme.

Knowing full well that he would definitely save Cheng Chumo, he still made this condition, clearly wanting to use the excuse of repaying a favor to become a disciple, so that he could sever ties with the Taoist sect in the future.

The old Taoist priest was a shrewd man, but Cheng Chumo, sitting on the ground, this bear-like tough guy, actually had tears welling up in his eyes...

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