Chapter 770 - 296: Holding a Trump Card, but Playing the Worst Hand (Part 3)

Dongfang Tao’an was in the business of selling medicinal herbs, and was not unfamiliar with the types of herbs Xu Xingguang mentioned. "These are all top-grade herbs."

A single top-grade herb starts at 200,000 silver coins.

For his condition, it would take several such herbs to be completely cured.

After gritting his teeth, Dongfang Tao’an said, "I’ll listen to Doctor Xu and try changing the medicine. Doctor Xu, if there’s nothing else, shall we head back to Wuyuan Town?"

"Alright."

After getting in the car, Dongfang Yi told his father that Xu Xingguang was also a writer.

Upon learning that Xu Xingguang was actually a quite accomplished suspense writer, Dongfang Tao’an looked at Xu Xingguang as if he were gazing at the brightest star in the night sky.

"Doctor Xu, you constantly surprise us." No wonder that kid Xiao Yi always talks about his master.

With such an excellent master, which disciple wouldn’t be proud?

"What type of stories does Mr. Tao’an write?"

When it came to creation, Dongfang Tao’an was less reserved and talked with Xu Xingguang. "Me? I just write aimlessly in my free time, and although none of my several works have attracted much attention, I thoroughly enjoy it."

"I like to write about the Ancient Martial World, stories of heroism and self-sacrifice..." Dongfang Tao’an seemed transformed, speaking eloquently and passionately.

Dongfang Yi listened with a look of helplessness, blushing with embarrassment for his father.

In contrast, Xu Xingguang maintained a patient, attentive demeanor, occasionally offering his own insights.

The two chatted happily, like a pair of friends separated by age.

Dongfang Yi propped his chin with one hand, sending a bored message to Ming Lan: [Bro, I’m so bored.]

Ming Lan: [If you’re bored, come spray the fields.]

Dongfang Yi pretended not to see and didn’t reply.

Dongfang Tao’an and Xu Xingguang’s conversation grew more lively, with inspirations flooding his mind, making him want to land the car immediately and start writing on the spot with his laptop.

Upon returning to Wuyuan Town, Dongfang Tao’an took the clothes out of the dryer, folded them neatly, and then took a cup of coffee into the study to bury himself in creation.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Yi sat numbly in the yard, looking at the martial arts stakes, thinking: Great, another Ancient Martial Arts masterpiece is about to be born.

*

On another front, upon returning to Wuyuan Town, Xu Xingguang first visited Field No. 18.

Seeing Ming Lan diligently spraying the herbs, she felt reassured and sat down at Elder Tan Nan’s gatehouse, sipping tea while writing something on her palm computer.

Near dusk, Ming Lan, dragging heavy shackles and carrying a spray canister, emerged from the field gate looking exhausted.

He took off the spray canister and plopped down on a stone, staring blankly at Xu Xingguang leisurely drinking tea inside the gatehouse.

For the first time, the Crown Prince did such a menial task, feeling as if he was half-dead.

Xu Xingguang continued typing away, not paying him any mind.

After resting for a while, Ming Lan washed his hands and slowly walked into the gatehouse, standing beside Xu Xingguang for a bit and noticing she was writing a document, not hacking someone else’s firewall.

Not wearing his computer glasses, with Xu Xingguang blocking the external display mode, he couldn’t tell what she was writing.

Leaning against the door frame and licking his dry lips, Ming Lan asked her, "Sister Xingguang, what are you writing?"

"An Ancient Martial Arts Entry Level Training Manual," Xu Xingguang replied.

Ming Lan was ecstatic.

It dawned on him that Lin Piaopiao was a recognized Ancient Martial Arts Master. It was said that even in a time when the Fifth Family and Cang Clan’s top experts couldn’t gain any advantage over her.

"I’ve seen in films and dramas that those top Ancient Martial Arts masters can train to the realm of Unity of God and Soul, right?"

"Unity of God and Soul?" Xu Xingguang shook her head, multitasking as she quickly typed and explained to Ming Lan, "That’s a misconception. Our practice of Ancient Martial Arts basically involves meditating to focus, to carefully sense every meridian and blood vessel in our bodies."

"Whether human, beast, plant, or wind and rain, we are all part of the world. When we can properly and clearly recognize the greatness, the frailty, the wonder of our bodies, we can manipulate the meridians and blood vessels to greatly tap into the hidden potential within us."

"By using our potential, we gain the help of natural forces, and the strength of natural power an Ancient Martial Arts Practitioner can acquire reflects in our Ancient Martial Rank."

"Top super masters can control the wind, control the rain, even move mountains and fill seas."