Martial God Development Plan

Volume 4: The Destined Person

Ji Zhao followed Han Gongqiu into the Red Moon Valley… The name of this valley sounds nice, but it is really desolate inside. When there is a locust plague, the locusts will fly away cursing.

[“That Red Moon Wanderer wouldn’t have left here…”]

Because this place doesn't look like a habitable place, Ji Zhao had this thought in his mind.

After walking a distance deeper, several buildings that looked simple at first glance but were actually very finely crafted appeared in front of us. Three orange cats were lying in front of the doors, playing and fighting.

Han Gongqiu lowered her brows slightly, revealing a nostalgic look, then squatted down and waved her hand. The three cats glanced at her and then ran over with cat steps.

However, just when Han Gongqiu was about to touch the cat, suddenly a bone-chilling female voice sounded. It was not the old female voice as Ji Zhao had imagined, but it sounded extremely sharp, like a female general.

"I should have told you... don't come back again."

Han Gongqiu didn't care at all. She looked normal and continued to touch the cats. She chuckled and said, "Miss, I have a favor to ask of you, Master. I have no choice but to come back shamelessly."

A cold female voice came from the room: "Get out, now."

"Master, you should know that such words will not drive me away." Han Gongqiu turned a deaf ear to him. "If you don't want to be annoyed to death, why don't you listen to what I want from you first?"

"You sound like a threat when you ask for help. You haven't changed." The voice in the room was still cold, "Come in, with the boy next to you."

Han Gongqiu gave Ji Zhao a look, and the two of them entered the room together. Inside was a woman in a scarlet robe, half lying on a chair. She looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with thick black hair, and a pair of phoenix eyes that did not show any charm, but were instead full of indifference.

"I see...it's to cure this brat."

Without waiting for Han Gongqiu to speak, Hongyue Sanren came to the conclusion.

"Master, you really have a keen eye!"

As the saying goes, flattery never wears out, no matter how many holes there are. Everyone likes to hear nice things, and Han Gongqiu naturally understands this truth. Those who like to be scolded can be expelled from the society. Anyway, the only purpose of their existence is to make rice expensive.

However, this flattery did not go well. Hongyue Sanren looked very indifferent and asked back, "Am I old?"

Han Gongqiu was really stunned. You know, when she was just a little kid, Hongyue Sanren already looked like this, and she had always called him that. Hongyue Sanren never had any objection to this title, at most he would occasionally say 'you idiot, don't call me master in front of others'. She had never cared about the matter of 'oldness', so why was he suddenly talking about it now?

[“…Is Master also old enough to care about this?”]

————This sentence is really going against the grain.

[“That’s not right. How could you still care about this at such an old age… You are just trying to intimidate me.”]

Thinking of this, Han Gongqiu immediately apologized with a smile: "It was my fault, Master. You are young and beautiful, how could you be an old man?"

After these words came out, Ji Zhao on the side almost couldn't hold it in. Although Han Gongqiu said these words for him and he should feel guilty about it, but after hearing Han Gongqiu say this, he still wanted to laugh... Fortunately, he held it back in the end.

Hong Yue San Ren did not dwell on this topic with Han Gong Qiu. She looked at Ji Zhao coldly, "Amazing... What's wrong with this meridian? It can be broken into this state. From this angle, it's really amazing. You really found the right person. In this world, except for me, probably no one can save him."

Han Gongqiu was about to explain for Hongyue Sanren, but unexpectedly she said in advance: "You don't have to say it, I'm not interested."

Han Gongqiu struggled for a moment, and said in a girlish tone: "Master, please listen to what I have to say, he is really different..."

"People are no different from each other. Dust returns to dust, and dust returns to dust. In the end, it is just a handful of dirt." Hongyue Sanren said calmly, "Boy, don't you agree?"

As she spoke, she looked at Ji Zhao. Han Gongqiu didn't dare to interrupt anymore and looked at Ji Zhao with some worry.

Ji Zhao looked calm and responded, "Is the ending the only important thing about a story?"

When Ji Zhao spoke, his choice of words and sentences actually still had many of the habits of modern interviewees. He would speak more pleasantly, with a bit of dramatic flavor, which made him particularly unique in this era. Many people, including Ji Tan, Gu Qu, Gu Zhibai and others, said that he "spoke well", but there were also people, such as Ji Beifu Xie Shi, who said that he "talked in a mysterious way" and "no one knew what he was talking about".

"Heh." Hongyue Sanren sneered, "It sounds like you have the confidence to present a wonderful process?"

Ji Zhao smiled: "I am working hard for this now."

Hongyue Sanren raised his eyebrows slightly: "Has anyone ever told you that you speak well?"

"You are not the first, and I believe, you will not be the last."

Hongyue Sanren asked, "What's your name?"

"Ji Zhao, courtesy name Minghui."

"Ming Hui... Oh, you are so arrogant."

At some point, two or three orange cats ran into the house. Among them, one was very brave and friendly. It jumped into Hongyue Sanren's arms.

Hongyue Sanren looked calm, and reached out his hand to stroke the skinny orange cat: "Han Gongqiu... go get my divination device and put it in the old place."

Han Gongqiu was a little confused, but as long as Hongyue Sanren didn't drive them away, it meant that things were developing in a good direction. He immediately responded and went to get the divination tool, which was a box of fortune sticks, which is also the most primitive and basic divination tool in the world.

"Many people have begged me to save them." Hongyue Sanren's eyes were dim. "Some of them who closed their eyes, I asked them to draw a lot... I have inherited the legacy of Zhu Hongyue, one of the warriors in the twenty-four heavenly books of the previous dynasty. You may not know, but I know that she is the heir of Zhitian Pavilion. She calculated a person like me, so she left some words for me, asking me to save a 'destined person'. The fortune lot is divided into three categories: heaven, earth, and man. There are thirty-six for heaven, twenty-four for earth, and twelve for man. There is a 'luck' lot in each major category. Now, I want you to draw a lot. If you can draw the fortune of heaven, earth, and man at the same time, I will save you. Otherwise, you will consider yourself unlucky. If you refuse to leave, don't blame me for taking your life."

Volume 4: The 36th Chapter: Three Winning Numbers

36*24*12, a probability of 10368 in 1. If this is the probability of a mobile game being shipped, then the operator is probably in danger.

Ji Zhao naturally didn't want to entrust his fate to such an illusory luck, so he said, "Can you tell me more about what Senior Zhu Hongyue left behind?"

"There's nothing much to say. I can see that you practiced Zhao Hongyue, so you think you are special." Hongyue Sanren said, "But you only have one choice, and that is to draw lots. If you win, it proves that you are the one Zhu Hongyue is waiting for. I will save you and give you the things she left behind. But if you don't win, it proves that you are not the one she is waiting for. It has nothing to do with whether you practice Zhao Hongyue or not... Come on, draw lots."

Hongyue Sanren pushed the lottery box towards Ji Zhao, still in a casual manner.

"I know you don't want to pin your fate on something as illusory as luck, but unfortunately, not everything in this world can go as you wish... Go ahead and don't waste my time."

"Master, it's a bit too much to ask for all three lots to come together. Why don't you just draw one?" Han Gongqiu pleaded for Ji Zhao. "I've been with you for six years, and I've never seen anyone come to you for treatment, let alone this lottery. There are already few people who can find you, and if you draw all three lots at the same time, won't you never be able to wait for that person in your entire life?"

————Han Gongqiu had been with Hongyue Sanren for six years, and had never seen anyone find Hongyue Sanren and ask her for help in curing an illness, so naturally he didn't know about the drawing of lots. However, it was true that Hongyue Sanren had inherited Zhu Hongyue's property, and he probably wouldn't lie about such an insignificant matter. If he really wanted to refuse, he could just refuse outright. Why make up such a lie?

However, with three of them, the probability is really...

"Are you bargaining with me?" Hongyue Sanren sneered, but was too lazy to say anything more. He just raised the lottery tube in his hand and said, "Come on, if you don't draw, get out."

"......I see."

Ji Zhao finally agreed...but he didn't just accept his fate and give it a try because he was sure of winning.

Because, he can 'see'.

Ji Zhao can actually see the panels of many things, not just martial arts and people, but also some food ingredients, minerals and even weapons... Obviously, as long as there is a "panel" in the game, he can see the attributes, but he cannot see those that have no corresponding data in the game, just like the previous Wu Zhi Ling, which is obviously an important prop in the game.

And this fortune stick seemed to be an important prop in the game, each stick was marked, so Ji Zhao could clearly distinguish all the sticks...but he always felt vaguely uneasy. He had practiced Zhu Hongyue's Zhao Hongyue, and then the other party called himself a disciple of Zhitian Pavilion and inexplicably left such a sentence, waiting for this so-called "destined person" specifically.

All of these things were so strange and weird that it made people a little scared. This was clearly a martial arts world, but there were so many fortune-tellers. Not to mention that Ji Zhao had just experienced the incident with the Taoist priest not long ago, and he was now particularly sensitive to it. Therefore, he did not want to use this kind of "destined" method to decide everything, but now he had no choice.

Ji Zhao had to repair his own bones, so he had no choice but to go through fire and water. He hardened his heart and moved his hands as fast as lightning, pulling out three times in a row. Before Han Gongqiu and Hongyue Sanren could come to their senses, he spread out his hand, and the fortune lot representing one in 10,368 was lying quietly in his palm.

"...?!"

Han Gongqiu was not someone who had never seen a storm before, and she was also very good at cultivating her Qi, but at this moment she was also horrified, and an indescribable feeling surged in her heart... She had always known that activating Qingshan Bugai depended on the blood battle physique. After Ji Zhao, Lie Yufei, Xiaoyao Feng, and Liu Hanying had all successfully activated Qingshan Bugai, so she also felt that Ji Zhao was really just an 'ordinary person' with a very strong blood battle physique. She had always sneered at the idea of ​​the reincarnation of Wu'an Gong, but at this moment, when she saw Ji Zhao draw the three fortune sticks without hesitation, she really felt...

Perhaps, some people really come into this world with a certain destiny, and God will not let them fall before the end.

Hongyue Sanren had a gloomy look in his eyes. He stared at Ji Zhao for a few seconds, then poured out all the lots in the lot box.

Thirty-six heavens, twenty-four earths, and twelve people, not a single one is wrong.

After a moment, she looked at Han Gongqiu and whispered, "...I thought you had practiced some kind of foresight, so you changed all the lots in the lottery to lucky lots in advance."

Han Gongqiu lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, and squeezed out a few words from his throat with difficulty: "I was just wondering, Master, maybe you have decided to save people, so you prepared a box full of fortune sticks...!"

Hongyue Sanren might be joking, but Han Gongqiu was serious. Who would believe that he got lucky three times in a row just by randomly drawing a lottery? She really thought that it might be that Hongyue Sanren was soft-hearted... But, it wasn't.

Ji Zhao's expression remained unchanged. He slowly said, "It seems... I am the 'destined person' that Senior Zhu is waiting for."

"...Unbelievable." Hongyue Sanren stared at Ji Zhao, "You are very calm, as if you were sure from the beginning that you could draw these three lots. How did you do that?"

Ji Zhao said: "Luck."

"Luck..." Hongyue Sanren looked dimly, "Do you think this can be explained by simple luck?"

"Senior." At this juncture, Ji Zhao actually laughed, "I am here now, you can see clearly, there is no internal energy in my body. If you say that I am playing tricks under your nose, just saying it is an insult to your strength and vision. And the matter of drawing lots was also proposed by you. I just drew these three lots according to your request... If you think this is not luck, then, what do you think it is?"

"..."

Hongyue Sanren was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"You're right... Although I don't think it was luck, you did draw these three lots in front of me... Well, no matter what, I will heal you."

Volume 4: Chapter 37: You will understand sooner or later

Because of the words "destined person" left by Zhu Hongyue that made Ji Zhao particularly concerned, the process of seeking medical treatment went smoothly and somewhat strangely, and Hongyue Sanren readily agreed to the matter.

"Master, you... agreed?"

Han Gongqiu, who knew his master's awkward personality well, had actually prepared himself mentally to pass 9981 levels before coming here. He never thought that Ji Zhao would be blessed with good luck and win three lucky numbers in a row, and Hongyue Sanren really agreed to this matter.

"How can my words be false?" Hongyue Sanren raised his chin slightly, "Come here, stretch out your hand."

Ji Zhao took a step forward and stretched out his hand. Hongyue Sanren reached out and felt his pulse, and at the same time released some internal energy into Ji Zhao's meridians to find out some basic conditions. In the world of martial artists, it is actually a taboo to let internal energy enter other people's meridians. Even for doctors, this is not something they can do casually. However, in this situation, it doesn't matter.

During this period, Ji Zhao's mind was slightly moved, because Hongyue Sanren was also practicing Zhao Hongyue, and the internal energy in his body was incredibly strong... As for how strong it was, Ji Zhao couldn't feel it in his current state.

Although Hongyue Sanren had seen that Ji Zhao's meridians were damaged, he didn't know the exact extent. Now, he was shocked.

"...When did you get injured?"

"February."

"You are not dead... and in just over a month, your body has recovered to this extent." Hongyue Sanren withdrew his hand, but there was still a part of the remaining Red Moon's internal energy left in Ji Zhao's body and could not be taken back. If it were a normal warrior, when his own internal energy collided with the Red Moon's internal energy, the backlash would be unbearable. Fortunately, Ji Zhao was now a big sieve, and the internal energy leaked out and disappeared.

"Can it be saved?" Ji Zhao asked.

"Theoretically, yes." Hongyue Sanren paused, "But, it's only in theory. Although Zhu Hongyue has used this method to heal some people with damaged meridians, even a god can't guarantee that your meridians will be damaged as badly as yours. Moreover, the process of reshaping the meridians must be very painful... so painful that you will hate your parents for giving birth to you."

As she spoke, she picked up a pen and paper, wrote down the names of some medicinal herbs, and then threw them to Han Gongqiu: "Go buy some medicine."

Han Gongqiu responded, picked up the note and was about to walk out, but as soon as he took a step, he stopped immediately.

"...Master, can these medicines be purchased?"

"This is not my problem." Hongyue Sanren responded lazily, "You have to find a way to solve it yourself."

Ji Zhao felt something was wrong, so he walked to Han Gongqiu and asked in a low voice, "Is it difficult? Master Qiu."

"Rather than saying it's difficult..." Han Gongqiu held his forehead, "it's better to say that it's impossible to buy them. Even if you are a billionaire businessman, it will take you a long time to collect all these herbs, not to mention that we don't have any money."

"If I have to use money to collect all this, how long will it take?"

Han Gongqiu shook his head: "I can't give you a specific time."

"......." Ji Zhao looked at Hongyue Sanren, "Senior, are these all necessary?"

"Of course." Hongyue Sanren stroked the orange cat in his arms, "In fact, many other herbs are needed, but some of them I can get myself, some can be bought at the pharmacy, and some are in the coffin book I have kept for a few years, so I didn't write them down here... The ones written here are the ones I can't get, so I asked you to find them."

"I understand." Ji Zhao nodded, "Then, we will come here again after we have collected all the herbs."

"No need to stress this." Hongyue Sanren waved his hand coldly, "Come back after you have gathered everything."

Ji Zhao bowed slightly and said, "Then, Senior, we will take our leave now."

After saying this, he left with Han Gongqiu.

"We in Luohe Pavilion can't afford so many good things." After walking outside, Han Gongqiu sighed and took out a fan from somewhere. She didn't dare to take out this thing to pretend until she left Hongyue Sanren. "Xiao Jizhao, if you really want to collect all these medicinal materials, you actually only have one choice, and that is to go north and sell yourself for a good price."

That’s right, this seems to be the only possible way to gather all the medicinal materials at the moment.

"I know." Ji Zhao responded in a low voice, "I was planning to do the same."

"I'm afraid it won't be smooth." Han Gongqiu's voice was a little lower. "You found Qingshan Bugai, which is a great achievement, but it's not easy to exchange this achievement for real money, not to mention that the country is in crisis now. These precious medicinal materials must be given priority to the warriors who serve the country."

The State of Yan was short of money, and besides that, it was also short of warriors. Resources such as martial arts, medicinal materials, and elixirs would definitely be given priority to warriors who served the country.

Therefore, Han Gongqiu said that Ji Zhao could only sell himself... But the problem is, even if he sold his body, he couldn't get so much money, because the upper echelons knew that the reincarnation of Wu'an Gong was fake. Even if he said something like 'strong physique for blood battles' and 'promising future', it would hardly work, because the 'future' is really unpredictable, and he is just a useless person now.

"I know." Ji Zhao said, "But I still want to give it a try."

Han Gongqiu couldn't help but sighed and asked, "Xiao Jizhao... What does martial arts mean to you? Why are you so obsessed with it? In fact, it's enough, isn't it? Go to the north now, the court will make you the reincarnation of Wu'an Gong. Although you may not have much freedom and no substantial power, as long as Yan State survives, you will be able to live in peace and wealth, and you can also protect your family. Isn't this good?"

"That's good..." Ji Zhao said, "But it's not enough."

"What's not enough?" Han Gongqiu didn't know what to say for a moment. "Even if we fail in our trip north to get the herbs, we can't just pretend nothing happened. We will definitely offend many people. Even from my point of view, asking for so many things is really too greedy."

It's like, in modern times, someone found the imperial seal, handed it over to the country, and then asked for 10 billion as a reward... It's true that the contribution was great, and the imperial seal is indeed a priceless treasure. If it were sold, some people would be willing to pay more, but it is basically impossible for the country to give this money.

Even so, Ji Zhao still wants to do that?

Yes...even so, he would do it.

He didn't say why, but...

[“Master Qiu… you will understand sooner or later.”]

Volume 4: Chapter 38: Compassion

Ji Zhao made the decision, and Han Gongqiu had no choice but to follow him north... Ji Zhao felt ashamed about this, and told Han Gongqiu that he could go alone, but things had developed to this point, and how could Han Gongqiu let Ji Zhao, a sixteen-year-old boy with a disabled body, travel across half of China alone? He immediately wrote a letter and asked someone to send it to Luohe Pavilion, explaining her and Ji Zhao's whereabouts to Liu Hanying, and said that they would not be able to come back for a while, so the boy should hurry up and find a master who taught him hidden weapons, medical skills, poison skills and short weapons.

————This really makes Liu Hanying very difficult. It is no problem that Yunxiao is on leave due to injury, there are too many boxing and palm masters in the world. But now that Han Gongqiu is gone, she really doesn't know how many people she will have to find to take his place.