Cultivation Begins with Skill Points
Chapter 87 What is the Meaning of Life?

Chapter 87: Chapter 87 What is the Meaning of Life?

"System."

Host: Zhong Lin

Skill: Heavenly Treasure Pile (Full Level), Golden Muscle and Jade Bone Skill (Full Level)...

Technique: Thousand Mist Swordsmanship (Full Level)...

Miscellaneous: Alchemy: Second Grade Elixir (Full Level)...

Skill Points: ∞

Compared to yesterday, more time was spent today, and by the time Zhong Lin learned all the Second Grade Elixirs and left the Alchemy Room, the sunset was already visible.

"The time is a bit late!"

"Not late at all. Young Master learned no less than twelve kinds of Second Grade Elixir recipes in just one day. Genius is no longer sufficient to describe you. Alas, my abilities are limited, and I can no longer teach you." Xie Tianyun remarked with a sigh.

Xie Tianyun did not know whether he felt happy or sad. Happy that he could encounter such a prodigious talent in alchemy in his lifetime, sad because it seemed his life had been wasted; his worldview was nearly shattered.

"Young Master, will you learn the Third Grade Elixir recipes tomorrow?"

"Learn them, why not?" Zhong Lin replied with a smile.

"In that case, Young Master, you will likely have to go to East Mountain."

"Why is that?"

"Young Master, you might not know, but Third Grade Elixirs are different from the first and second grades. Ordinary flames can no longer meet the refining needs. Only by summoning the Earth Core Fire can one refine them with the essence of the Hundred Herbs. Earth Core Fire emerges from East Mountain, which was later transformed by the Hall Master into the alchemy site for the Hundred Herbs Hall."

Zhong Lin nodded. While practicing Second Grade Elixirs today, he had already noticed the insufficiency of the flames, which led to the loss of much of the medicinal efficacy that should not have been wasted. Although the final product was still Top Grade, it could have been better.

He turned around and gave Xie Tianyun a deep bow, his expression solemn.

"Many thanks for the Pill Master’s guidance, Zhong Lin offers his gratitude. In the future, should there be any need, as long as it does not violate principles, you may come to find me, Master Xie."

Xie Tianyun smiled with delight and quickly returned the bow: "Thank you, Young Master."

A promise from the Young Master of Hundred Herbs Garden is no small thing, invaluable even.

Under the setting sun, Zhong Lin walked away from Dan Ding Garden.

Deng Yunsheng appeared at the right time, looking at the still exhilarated Xie Tianyun: "Master Xie, how is the Young Master’s progress?"

"Greetings, Manager Deng. The Young Master is now a Second Grade Pill Master."

Deng Yunsheng inhaled sharply; though he had anticipated it, the reality still struck him with awe.

A Second Grade Pill Master!

Throughout the Hundred Herbs Hall, there were only twenty-four Second Grade Pill Masters, and each of them was over fifty years old, the youngest being well over forty. Now the Young Master, at merely sixteen, had become a Second Grade Pill Master—utterly astonishing if spoken of.

"The Young Master is a genius beyond what we ordinary folks can imagine. Manager Deng, take it in stride," Xie Tianyun said with a smile.

"You old rascal, now you’re comforting me. The more outstanding the Young Master is, the better it is for our Hundred Herbs Hall, right?"

Deng Yunsheng also laughed, his face full of excitement.

"I just informed the Young Master of the plan to go to East Mountain tomorrow to learn Third Grade Elixirs. Manager Deng, please make preparations early."

"Rest assured, I have arranged everything."

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"Second Brother, you’re back."

As Zhong Lin returned to the small courtyard, he saw a few little kids rummaging for something in the bamboo grove, their faces all smudged and their bodies covered in dust.

"What are you looking for?" Zhong Lin asked with a smile.

"We’re digging for bamboo shoots, Second Brother. They’re all my good friends."

Digging for bamboo shoots?

Is this the season for digging bamboo shoots?

With a sweep of his gaze, his mouth twitched.

The masterfully planted Xiangfei Bamboo was now pocked with holes, resembling a peerless beauty’s face full of freckles; the once elegant place now looked like a wasteland.

Behind Little Stone stood two boys and a girl, all about the same age, timidly hiding behind Little Stone, cautiously watching Zhong Lin.

"It’s alright, go ahead and play!"

Zhong Lin nodded at them and stepped back toward his room. It’s just some Xiangfei Bamboo—let them play as much as they want as long as they’re happy.

Seeing Zhong Lin leave, Little Stone put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly, "See, I told you my Second Brother is great! Let’s keep digging, we’ll take the bamboo shoots to the school and roast them tomorrow."

"Mm."

"Listen to Stone."

"Dig some more."

As Zhong Lin walked away, he paused, chuckled silently, and made no attempt to stop them.

Kids should just have fun and be happy.

Woosh!

Suddenly, the sound of something cutting through the air arrived, Zhong Lin’s face changed, and with a flick of his right wrist, a black short sword appeared in his palm out of nowhere.

The sword blade slashed through the air, producing a metallic clang, and effortlessly sliced through an iron lotus seed in two.

"Take this!"

Accompanied by a light shout, a figure descended from the sky, its large palm straight toward Zhong Lin’s face.

Zhong Lin didn’t back down either, performing a backbend flip while kicking his right foot upward fiercely, colliding heavily with the palm.

Bang!

With a dull thud, both were sent flying several meters apart.

"No more, no more, Zhong Lin, why are your bones so hard?"

Mei Weixuan kept shaking his numb arm, grimacing in pain.

The attacker who had ambushed was none other than Mei Weixuan, the only person likely to pull such antics and aim for someone’s face.

In their recent exchange, neither had used Qi-Blood Power; they relied solely on their robust physical bodies for the clash.

Had it been earlier, Zhong Lin might not have been able to match Mei Weixuan. However, after practicing the "Golden Muscle and Jade Bone Skill," Zhong Lin’s bones began to transition to "Jade Bone," significantly increasing in hardness. Moreover, during their clash, one kicked and the other punched, making their strengths differ significantly.

Zhong Lin stood up slowly, the short sword disappearing with a flick of his wrist.

"Zhong Lin, it’s only been two days, yet your strength has increased so much?" Mei Weixuan asked, surprised, rubbing his wrist.

"Where have you been these two days?"

Zhong Lin didn’t answer, diverting the topic instead.

"Don’t ask. As soon as I got home, my father pinned me down. Luckily, I went out on ’official duty’ with Master Yin, or I’d be grounded. So, as soon as I could, I came looking for you. Let’s go to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion for a drink."

Mei Weixuan rubbed his hands, full of excitement.

"No, not interested."

"Hey! What’s the matter with you? It’s the first time I’ve heard a man say the Xiaoxiang Pavilion is not interesting."

Zhong Lin turned his back on Mei Weixuan, speaking softly, "What do you think the meaning of life is?"

"Why does that sound so familiar?"

Following Zhong Lin’s gaze instinctively, Mei Weixuan saw a dozen beautiful maids playing under a distant pavilion, each with varying degrees of beauty—some pure, some charming, some coquettish.

"Damn!"

Mei Weixuan suddenly cursed angrily.

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