A man stands before the heavens, his sword emerges from the Emei Mountains.

The autumn sky is even more beautiful than the spring scenery, with emerald leaves burning red and trees turning crimson.

Carrying two jars of Five Immortals Wine, Chen Yu arrived at Woyun Temple amidst the vibrant autumn colors of the surrounding forests.

The mountain stronghold cellar contained nearly a hundred jars of wine of varying ages, mostly newly brewed, with about ten jars of aged wine. This information was obtained from the captured believers.

Chen Yu took the aged wine that could enhance internal strength.

"Master."

"My disciple has arrived."

"Um."

Miejue was engrossed in meditation when she saw Chen Yu approaching. She snapped out of her reverie and asked, "Yu'er, what brings you wine?"

"Let me first tell Master about the battle situation."

"it is good."

Chen Yu took his seat and succinctly explained the battle at the mountain stronghold. Miejue was delighted to hear this, as more than ten of her disciples had been injured but had not lost their lives.

"Well done, Yu'er."

"It was mainly because Junior Brother Yang investigated thoroughly and took advantage of the weather to launch a night raid, striking first and using the sword formation to kill the enemy, that we avoided any losses. This is the medicinal wine we found; it helps with blood circulation and qi flow, which is beneficial for cultivation."

Extinction said with a gentle smile, "Yu'er is at the stage of increasing her power, what use would I have for this medicinal wine?"

"Even if I cultivate for another three to five years, I will still be no match for a demon as powerful as Wei Yixiao. If Master drinks this, his power will increase. If he were to encounter villains like Xie Xun and Yang Xiao, wouldn't he be able to capture them with ease?"

Extinction was moved, and her consciousness returned to the scene of encountering Wei Yixiao in the Guanluo Mountains. She thought to herself that in terms of lightness skills, she was no match for the demon Wei. If she did not rely on the sharpness of the Heaven-Slaying Sword, she might not be able to defeat Yang Xiao and Xie Xun. If this medicinal wine really had such an effect, it would be a good thing.

"Very well, leave one jar."

"There are plenty."

"really?"

"How could it be fake? There are still many rare plants. The junior brothers and sisters in Medicine King Cave are all busy and working hard. I'll go take a look."

"Your disciple is interested; do you know the leader of the Five Poisons Sect?"

"Lian Zhenjia, Master, do you know this person?"

Extinction shook his head: "Does he not seem to be a Han Chinese."

"That's what I think too. We have limited information elsewhere, and if we want to go further, we'll probably have to go to the West River in Hunan."

"This matter should be considered carefully."

"Understood, disciple takes his leave."

"it is good."

After Chen Yu left, Miejue opened the jar, poured a bowl of medicinal wine, and sipped it slowly.

Its flavor is rich and sweet, and I don't know what kind of medicinal properties it uses, so I don't notice any strange taste at all.

"good."

After finishing a bowl of wine, Miejue felt the effects of the medicine take hold in just over ten breaths. He felt as if a wisp of fire had ignited in his abdomen, quickly spreading like wildfire, as if he were being roasted. The medicine combined with his blood, stimulating the blood that had been flowing smoothly within him. First, the blood became thicker, and then it surged and rushed, causing his blood vessels to throb.

"Huh!"

Extinction was surprised. She went inside and sat cross-legged, using the method of guiding qi to circulate qi and blood.

Qi is the commander of blood, and blood is the mother of qi. Blood can carry and nourish qi. When internal qi circulates for only one cycle, a surge of internal force is generated from the dantian. This internal force is extremely pure and soars to the sky, suddenly penetrating the microcosmic orbit and eventually merging into the internal qi circulating in the meridians.

"The purity of this wisp of internal energy is equivalent to the result of several days of my cultivation. According to this calculation, wouldn't this jar of medicinal wine be enough to enhance my cultivation by almost a year's worth of hard work? Yu'er is very thoughtful."

Having truly experienced the joy of having a disciple who was both talented and filial, Miejue focused her mind and concentrated on circulating her qi and blood and refining her inner strength.

……

Looking down from the Golden Summit of Mount Emei, the Emei River appears to float on the clouds, with boats coming and going at the docks along its banks, one after another. Boatmen pull the boats and row them. Some boats are fully loaded with goods, going upstream, while others are moored at the shore, where porters unload their cargo. The view extends, with houses standing neatly, and the sounds of chickens and dogs filling the air.

With the Emei Sect in charge, the county town has been free from the exploitation of local gangs and families. Following Chen Yu's advice, Miejue arranged for her disciples to frequently provide free medical consultations. During droughts and floods, she purchased grain for disaster relief. She used most of the incense money from the temples operated by the Emei Sect to help people and save lives. With every drop of water and every bite, the temples were thriving.

Chen Yu has participated in many free clinics, and his and Yang An's deeds in wiping out bandits within a hundred miles of Ziyun Village have long been known. Now, his reputation in Emei is comparable to that of Song Qingshu in Wudang.

A large ship docked, with several people standing at the bow. The middle-aged man in front appeared to be a scholar, while the other two were Tang Wenliang and Chang Jingzhi of the Kongtong Sect, who had previously appeared in Hengyang. Behind them were Jian Jie and his entourage.

"Everyone says that Sichuan is a prosperous land with long rivers, and seeing it today, I can confirm it is true." The scholar-like man at the bow of the boat was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, with delicate features and an elegant demeanor. As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his folding fan with a whoosh, revealing his refined taste.

"Is Master Xianyu perhaps new to Emei Mountain in Sichuan?" Chang Jingzhi asked.

"That's right, where are Junior Brother Chang and Junior Brother Tang?"

"My senior brother's ancestral home is in Sichuan," Chang Jingzhi said.

"I would like to hear the details."

Tang Wenliang said, "Let's not talk about it."

Chang Jingzhi explained, "When Master was traveling in Sichuan in his early years, he met his senior brother. At that time, his senior brother was young and had been abandoned to be a beggar. Later, he was adopted and taken to Kongtong Mountain."

"Heroes are not judged by their origins, but wealth and honor should be attributed to their causes."

"Well said," Chang Jingzhi praised.

As they talked, the large ship docked, and Jian Jie and the others went ashore first.

The Kongtong disciple, who had been stabbed by Zhou Zhiruo with a dagger, gritted his teeth and said, "This time when we get to Mount Emei, we'll definitely teach that brat Chen Yu a lesson."

"Junior brother, rest assured. With Master and Sect Leader Xianyu here, we will definitely seek justice. Let's see how arrogant Chen Yu can be then."

"Thank you, senior brother."

"Bad guy." A childish voice suddenly rang out.

Jianjie and the Kongtong disciples were taken aback. They looked in the direction of the sound and saw a boy of about ten years old, who was playing at the dock and was probably a porter's son, raise his hand and throw out a dark object.

Jianjie reached out and caught it, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a donkey dropping. He was immediately enraged. There were troublemakers everywhere in Emei. He strode forward and swung his arm and elbow.

"No!" Xianyu Tong hurriedly stopped him.

It was too late. With two loud thuds, the child tumbled and fell, blood streaming from his nose.

"Someone was hit."

A child's playmate shouted, and several porters came over to investigate and reason with them. They were furious when they heard that Tang Wenliang and Jian Jie were going to Emei to cause trouble. Soon after, several disciples from the Medicine King Cave, who were providing free medical services in the county town, arrived. Zhou Zhiruo was also in the group as an assistant.

When enemies meet, the conflict intensifies.

……

"Senior Brother Chen."

Chen Yu, Bei Jinyi, and Su Mengqing had just returned from the Medicine King Cave and arrived at the Sword Washing Platform when an outer disciple used his movement technique to catch up with them.

"They are disciples who came down the mountain to provide free medical services," Su Mengqing said to Chen Yu upon seeing the newcomer.

"Something bad has happened, Senior Brother Chen. There's been trouble in the county town."

"What happened?"

"Tang Wenliang and Chang Jingzhi of the Kongtong Sect, Xianyu, the leader of the Huashan Sect, and others arrived at the dock. Jian Jie, a disciple of the Kongtong Sect, attacked people, and the crowd on the dock was indignant. Several senior sisters and brothers were also there."

Why did you hit someone?

"Jian Jie was cursing his senior brother at the dock. Some children were so angry that they threw donkey dung at him. Jian Jie became enraged and attacked them."

"How are the children?" Chen Yu asked hurriedly.

"He was knocked unconscious; he's only ten years old. Several porters also sustained minor injuries."

Chen Yu had no time to think about how Tang Wenliang and the others were walking with Xianyu Tong, the leader of the Huashan Sect. "I'll trouble Senior Sister Bei to report to Master. Senior Sister Su and I will go down the mountain."

"There's no time to lose, go quickly."

"it is good."

The three parted ways. Bei Jinyi went up the mountain to become Abbess Miejue, while Chen Yu and Su Mengqing swiftly flew like ducks towards the county town's dock.

……

The massive crowd completely surrounded the twenty or thirty members of the Kongtong and Huashan sects. In such a situation, no matter how eloquent Xianyu Tong was, he could hardly quell the public anger.

Zhou Zhiruo was protected by the outer sect disciples and the Medicine King Cave disciples behind her.

Jian Jie's face was gloomy. If it weren't for the fact that they were at the foot of Mount Emei and had to consider the reputation of their sect, they would have already fled in panic.

Xianyu Tong, holding a folding fan, looked at the angry crowd pointing their spears and gave a bitter smile.

"Miss Su and Young Master Chen have arrived."

Suddenly, a joyful sound came from the crowd. Xianyu Tong, Tang Wenliang, and Chang Jingzhi looked over and saw the crowd part to let out a beautiful woman with bright eyes and a strong, handsome young man stride in.

"Miss Su, Young Master Chen, it was this group of people who were talking nonsense and assaulting people."

"That's right, they even wanted to hurt Lady Zhou."

Chen Yu nodded and stepped forward. The Kongtong Sect disciple, acting like a villain accusing someone first, loudly proclaimed, "Chen Yu, was it right or wrong to injure someone in Hanyang with a hidden arrow?"

Jian Jie chimed in, "We treated you with courtesy, but you bullied us by taking advantage of your power."

Tang Wenliang was about to step forward when Chang Jingzhi pulled him back, saying, "You're just an ordinary disciple of Emei. Senior brother, you shouldn't lower yourself."

"I'll go and talk to them." Xianyu Tong smiled kindly and stepped forward slowly.

"Chen Yu, why aren't you speaking? Are you afraid to admit your mistake?" Jian Jie pressed aggressively.

"Senior brother is right."

"Did you hit that child?" Chen Yu asked the child, whose fingers had already regained consciousness and whose face was still covered in blood.

"So what if it is?"

"He's only ten years old."

Chen Yu's fist exploded on Jian Jie's face like a cannonball.