Flaw

By the end of the day, Chen Lu was almost completely exhausted.

His spiritual energy was nearly depleted, his eyes were almost unable to open, and he had even forgotten what normal air tasted like.

Only then did Master Li let Chen Lu get up and rest.

The day yielded very little; the only lesson learned was how to decipher those sophisticated counterfeiting methods.

However, he never quite grasped the art of controlling firepower.

After returning to the room arranged by Li Danshi, Chen Lu quietly recalled what he had learned during the day.

As the day drew to a close, Chen Lu silently recited in his heart:

"Disciple Chen Lu humbly beseeches the divine will to reveal to me the essentials of controlling firepower."

[Information: The Art of Firepower Control...]

He felt that if he relied solely on his own understanding, he might not be able to learn it even by the end of the next training session.

Since divination is available, we should make full use of it.

After carefully reading the information, Chen Lu suddenly had a feeling of sudden realization.

But upon closer reflection, the information I obtained was still somewhat superficial, so I need to try again tomorrow.

After several days of alchemy, Chen Lu would consult the immortals about his doubts at the end of each day.

After obtaining the answer, we tried to implement it the next day. By repeating this process, progress was rapid, and we made new discoveries almost every day.

Of course, we are still far from being able to refine the elixir, and it will take quite some time before we can refine a batch of Bigu Pills.

During the alchemy process, Master Li suddenly stopped Chen Lu from adding any more herbs.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Master Li pointed to the courtyard gate: "Someone is looking for you. Come back after you've finished your business."

"OK."

Chen Lu got up and walked to the front yard.

Just then, I saw Chu Liutang talking to a woman outside the courtyard gate.

"Miss Peach?"

Chen Lu was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected her to come in person.

When Peach saw Chen Lu, a look of joy appeared on her face: "Lu~"

He stopped abruptly as soon as he spoke, his expression immediately returning to calm:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, your friend asked me to deliver something to you."

"Oh well."

As Chen Lu entered the courtyard, Chu Liutang smiled, his face still as gentle as ever.

He said nothing, simply nodded in acknowledgment, and returned to the alchemy room.

"Miss Peach, why did you come in person?"

Chen Lu took the cylindrical container, which contained information gathered by the members of the escort team.

Tao'er simply said calmly, "I don't want others to earn these twenty lower spirit coins."

Chen Lu was taken aback, only then remembering that Miss Tao'er owed a lot of debt.

"How many spirits does Miss Peach owe?"

"Five thousand lower spirits," she said calmly, as if it were a trivial matter for her.

Chen Lu was shocked upon hearing this: five thousand lower spirit stones!

With so many spirit stones, you could buy two low-grade magic artifacts, or even the smallest courtyard house.

Peach Girl only owes money for her parents' medical treatment, how could she possibly need so much?

Tao'er raised her eyes and looked at Chen Lu carefully. Then, when she met his questioning but pure gaze again, her heart trembled slightly, and she immediately looked away.

"Originally, I only needed to repay five hundred spirit stones," she whispered in a soft, sweet voice.

"The loan shark had designs on me, and in a fit of anger, I killed him."

The Wang family said they would settle the matter privately for 5,000 spirit money; otherwise, they would report it to the law enforcement department and make me pay with my life.

I didn't want to die, but I couldn't pay my debts, so I came to Wangyue Tower to sell myself.

Chen Lu's shock intensified. The woman in front of him looked very weak and did not seem like the type to suddenly kill someone.

"The money the Wang family wants? What was the name of the person you killed?"

"Wang Shengli".

"Ah? Wang Shengli?" Chen Lu suddenly fell into a reverie.

According to seniority, he was his distant cousin.

Despite his average talent, he has developed the strength of the seventh level of Qi Refining over the years.

Not to mention the few henchmen who followed him, he alone was not someone that ordinary rogue cultivators could handle.

"Miss Tao'er, what...what is your current cultivation level?"

"Since coming to Wangyue Tower, my cultivation has been delayed a lot, and I am only at the sixth level of Qi Refining now."

Peach Girl didn't seem to think there was anything particularly impressive about it.

She noticed Chen Lu's surprise, and slightly curled the corners of her lips, a teasing look flashing in her eyes.

Then, in a flat voice, as if chatting casually in the afternoon, she casually mentioned:

"That guy named Wang Shengli, his cultivation was alright, his magic was average, and his legs were even slower. I killed him in six moves."

Chen Lu swallowed hard; she was truly an extraordinary woman.

Could it be that her vulnerability those two nights was all an act?

After all, men prefer gentle and delicate women.

Chen Lu felt a little scared. Fortunately, he hadn't agreed to his uncle's request to go with him into the more lucrative loan business.

"Then... Miss Peach, how many moves can you take to kill me?"

A smile welled up in Tao'er's heart; she instinctively wanted to tease Chen Lu a little longer.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, this will be more difficult. I can finish you off within ten... fifteen moves."

She moved her feet, extended her delicate fingers, and lightly touched several acupoints on him.

Then she leaned close to Chen Lu, gently blew warm breath into his ear, and softly said:

"Lu Lang~ These are the locations of your Gang Gate."

"One hit, and spiritual energy stagnates; two hits, and movements become sluggish; three hits, and spiritual energy dissipates; four hits, and your cultivation is halved; five hits, and you die."

Chen Lu felt stiff all over; it was because everything Miss Tao said was correct.

If the location is accurately pinpointed to these spots, he will surely die.

But he's not a target, nor is he stupid; how could he let anyone attack him?

In addition, he also has spirit armor on his body, which is for the protection of the Gangmen.

What Miss Peach said makes some sense, but it's not entirely correct.

If he were focused on fighting the enemy, he would not have allowed the enemy to hit those areas.

Noticing Tao'er's increasingly close and hot body, he awkwardly took a step back.

Night is night, and day is day.

He had absolutely no interest in what he did or when, whether it was daytime debauchery or the home of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Peach Girl, please wait here for about fifteen minutes. After I finish reading it, you can take it back and give it to the caravan."

"Alright, Lulang~ Go quickly."

Peach Girl softly agreed, then turned and stood inside the courtyard gate, regaining her former indifference to everything.

Chen Lu entered the main hall and poured out the information gathered by the escort team.

He silently prayed, "Disciple Chen Lu humbly beseeches the divine will to guide me on whether the goods before me can be safely transported."

[Information: Yes, because...]

After reviewing the document, Chen Lu found a blank sheet of paper and wrote down the message that the review had been approved, along with his own opinions and thoughts.

After finishing tidying up, he returned to the courtyard gate.

Peach waited quietly, like a beautiful sculpture. The afternoon sun slanted down and fell on her plain clothes, adding a touch of aloof elegance.

"Peach Girl, thank you for your hard work."

Chen Lu snapped out of his daze and handed the book tube over.

Peach nodded slightly, her expression calm: "If you give me money, it doesn't count as hard work."

Chen Lu didn't know how to answer, so he just smiled and nodded in response.

After she left, Chen Lu returned and, as he passed by Chu Liutang's alchemy room, found him standing at the door, seemingly wanting to say something.