Chapter 4

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"This time, the herb gathering was quite successful. I found a Dragon Tongue Grass, which the apothecary in town is looking for. I'll deliver it to him tomorrow and buy some good food for you."

"......"

The two girls found it a bit strange that they only heard the boy speaking but not his mother's voice. They listened carefully but did not hear the breathing of a fourth person. Could his mother be an expert? That seemed a bit far-fetched.

Soon, they discovered the truth. The boy was speaking to a spirit tablet, a rather crude one, and there were a few other spirit tablets nearby.

From the information on the spirit tablets, it turned out that the boy was an orphan, at least for now. His mother had passed away a few years ago, as the tablet was newer compared to the others.

They then learned about the boy's background. His father had died when he was young, falling off a mountain while gathering herbs. His mother had also passed away a few years ago due to overwork and illness.

When he said he would buy something for his mother to eat, he probably meant buying offerings...

Originally, the boy had a house in the village below, but his uncles and aunts had taken it over and kicked him out. They didn't even feed him, let alone raise him. He had to rely on himself.

Fortunately, he had learned how to gather herbs early on and could support himself with what he gathered.

As they listened to the boy's story, the two girls couldn't help but feel a rare sense of pity. They had seen so many similar cases that they usually wouldn't feel this way, but perhaps it was because of the boy that they did.

"You must be hungry. I'll cook you some porridge."

After saying this, the boy went to the kitchen to cook porridge. The dilapidated temple was large, and under the boy's care, it had everything it needed.

Although the boy's background was pitiful, he knew how to be self-reliant and create conditions for himself. When the roof was broken, he fixed it himself. When there was no furniture, he made it himself...

Cooking porridge was different from simmering it; it just needed to be cooked through, which didn't take much time. The boy added some vegetables he had grown to the porridge. The advantage of living in the mountains was the space; he could grow vegetables easily. He also took out some preserved wild boar meat, cut it into pieces, and added some edible herbs and homemade seasonings.

After cooking for a while, the aroma of the porridge filled the air, and it was ready to be served.

The two girls didn't know if they were hungry or if the porridge was really that delicious, but they ate several large bowls. The taste of the porridge left a deep impression on them.

By this time, they could move around. They ate the porridge on their own, without the boy's assistance. Their true qi was slowly recovering, and after a few bowls of porridge, their strength returned quickly, whether due to the herbs in the porridge or their own constitution.

"Little brother, it seems you have a good foundation. Why can't you cultivate internal energy?" Murong Qing asked with a smile. They planned to guide the boy, a small way to repay him for saving their lives.

When the boy carried them, he didn't even pant for an hour, and his agility on the mountain paths was impressive. From this, it was clear that his foundation was solid.

While he might not become a world-class expert, he could certainly become a decent one, which would change his life.

"I can't learn those things. I only learned the basic forms. Big Brother Daha taught me many times, but I just can't get it. People say I'm stupid! But it's okay. The basic forms are enough for me. I've become much stronger and find climbing mountains much easier," the boy replied.

The boy's wishes seemed simple: to live a good life. Although his current life was modest, it was still a good life.

Since he couldn't learn those things, there was no need to force it. At least he could learn some skills, which were relatively simple.

"Will you learn if we teach you?" Murong Qing asked. This was also a way to repay him, and what she would teach was not simple. It was a great opportunity that most people could only dream of, but the boy didn't know this.

"I'll learn," the boy replied straightforwardly. He would always learn when someone taught him. It didn't waste time, and learning some skills was always useful. Learning martial arts could help him protect himself, as many people in the world practiced martial arts. Not learning any would put him at a disadvantage.

"Then let's get to it. You teach him," Murong Qing said to Ling Aoxue after addressing Xiao Yao.

Ling Aoxue was taken aback and asked, "Me? Can't you do it yourself?"

"Are you sure you want me to teach him? Don't forget what I learned. If he learns it, he'll be shunned by your righteous people," Murong Qing said.

"That's true. Alright, I'll teach you a cultivation method," Ling Aoxue nodded, preparing to teach the boy a cultivation method. It wasn't from her family's lineage but something she had learned while traveling. She knew many cultivation methods, and what she could offer was quite good, something most people couldn't access.

Ling Aoxue recited a small part of the cultivation method. She had a photographic memory and had memorized all the good manuals she had come across. This was also true for Murong Qing, a common trait among geniuses.

"How much did you remember?" She didn't write it down immediately, wanting to see how much the boy could remember. This would test his aptitude.

"Such a small part, of course, I remembered it all," the boy replied nonchalantly.

"You remembered it all?" Ling Aoxue asked and had the boy recite the small part. He recited it word for word, indeed remembering it all.

"Good, I'll continue. If you can't remember, let me know," Ling Aoxue continued, reciting the entire cultivation method. The boy remained silent the whole time.

Could he have remembered it all? If so, his aptitude was quite good. Why couldn't he cultivate internal energy? This was strange.

The two girls confirmed that the boy had indeed remembered it all, word for word. This memory was truly enviable. Although the cultivation method wasn't too long, it had several thousand characters, and he remembered it all in one go, without a single mistake. His memory was impressive.

Ling Aoxue and Murong Qing exchanged glances, both seeing the same doubt in each other's eyes. They chose the universally recognized difficult and complex Heavenly Sword Canon to test the boy's memory. He remembered it all in one go, again without a single mistake.

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