The Crazy Son-In-Law

“I’ll leave this to you guys. I still have things to do at home, so I’ll head back first.” Song Linger smiled sweetly and said, “Thanks for your hard work.”

“It’s no hardship, serving our client is part of our job.” The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

As soon as Song Linger had just walked through the door, over a dozen security guards arrived at the scene. On the surface, they were holding rubber batons, but each had a bulging waist, evidently carrying guns.

Seeing this, those cultivators could only give up resisting and surrender.

“Are you okay, Lu?” A young security guard walked over and asked.

“I’m fine. The young miss is so capable, why would she need our protection? I think Mr. Song is overthinking things.” The middle-aged man said with a wry laugh.

“Better safe than sorry. The young miss was injured not long ago.” The young man chuckled.

“Let’s go.” The middle-aged man laughed lightly.

“What should we do with these people?” The young man asked.

“Hand them over to the police. We’re security guards, we don’t have enforcement powers.”

“They’ll probably be released again soon.” The young man said with a frown.

“It doesn’t matter. Our job is to ensure the young miss’s safety, we don’t need to worry about anything else.”

“Understood.”

While they were talking, Song Linger had already returned to the pill refining room.

“Satisfied?” Xiao Shun asked her.

“No challenge.” Song Linger said somewhat disappointedly.

“In a few days, many challenging cultivators will likely come to your door to give you opponents to practice on. Don’t complain about being tired then.” Xiao Shun smiled meaningfully.

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Where’s Wen Yao?” Not seeing Wen Yao, Song Linger asked Xiao Shun.

“Oh, she went to the nearby yard to decoct medicine. Didn’t you keep pestering about wanting to learn medicine? I had you memorize acupoint locations last time, how much do you remember?”

Recently, Song Linger had been obsessed with learning medicine, so Xiao Shun had her start with the basics of memorizing acupoint locations. Wen Yao’s illness required needling over the whole body, so it was best to take this time to teach Song Linger a bit, then have her help out later.

Although time was a bit rushed, with Song Linger’s aptitude, she could at least learn the basics. Plus Xiao Shun’s guidance, there shouldn’t be any major issues.

“Oh, I’ve memorized them very well. When I had time, I read some books on studying traditional medicine too. What’s next?” Song Linger immediately became spirited and eagerly asked.

“I’ll teach you how to needle. Try needling yourself first.”

Song Linger was now a Posterior stage cultivator. There were no doubts about her finger strength and precision, so she didn’t need any more practice. Acupuncture wasn’t difficult to learn, and could be picked up quickly, but to master it required talent as well as clinical experience and accumulation.

“Ah?” Song Linger’s small face wrinkled as she said, “How about this instead, Master? I think needling you might work better. You can directly feel if something is wrong, and immediately tell me where I made a mistake, so I won’t repeat it. What do you think?”

Xiao Shun stared at her expressionlessly. This girl was becoming cleverer and cleverer, women being too clever wasn’t a good thing…

Feeling a bit creeped out by his stare, Song Linger continued pleading, “You see, if I needle myself and make a mistake, I won’t be able to sense it. What if I hit somewhere I shouldn’t and damaged a meridian, that would be troublesome right?”

Xiao Shun smiled helplessly and said, “Fine, I’ll be your test subject this once. Go fetch the needles.”

Hearing this, Song Linger was overjoyed. She hopped over to the pill refining room to retrieve silver needles and an alcohol lamp. Of course disinfecting with alcohol wipes would also work, but Xiao Shun preferred her traditional fire sterilization method. He felt that was the most effective disinfection.

“Let’s start.” Song Linger placed the silver needles and alcohol lamp on the tea table, raring to go.

“Begin with the acupoints on the hands.” Xiao Shun said.

Song Linger took out a silver needle and carefully aimed for the Laogong acupoint after sterilizing it.

“This is Fish Belly acupoint right?”

“Laogong.” Xiao Shun corrected her with a glance.

“Oh, I remembered wrong, the locations are similar.”

“You really don’t treat me as human do you? Are you sure you memorized them all?” Xiao Shun looked at her warily.

“Don’t worry, I definitely won’t make a mistake again.” Song Linger said firmly.

“…”

“This is Yangling Spring right? I didn’t get this one wrong.”

“Yangling Spring is on the leg.” Xiao Shun said, completely exasperated.

“Is that so? Did I remember wrong again?” Song Linger’s shapely eyebrows knitted together as she racked her brains.

“This is definitely Wind Pool acupoint. I’m certain I didn’t get this one wrong.” Song Linger pointed at the Quze acupoint on his arm, speaking definitively. But her gaze grew increasingly shifty.

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“Ah… Um… Master, how about we try again another day?” Song Linger scratched her cheek, looking completely awkward.

“I also think that’s necessary. Now I understand why you didn’t dare try needling yourself.” Xiao Shun glanced at her.

“… It’s not like that. I probably didn’t sleep well last night.” Song Linger argued.

“No more sophistry. You’re punished to go refine thirty consolidation pellets, go now.” Xiao Shun stretched lazily.

Song Linger pouted, extremely reluctant, but still obediently went to the pill refining room.

…

A little after 4pm, Yang Tiancai arrived at 63 Riverland Bay with the tickets.

After Xiao Shun let him into the villa, he walked in while praising it the whole time.

“Magnificent, indeed worthy of Master Xiao’s wealth.”

“This isn’t my residence.” Xiao Shun explained.

“Oh?”

“It’s my disciple’s.”

Yang Tiancai: “…”

A disciple this extravagant, let alone the master?

Don’t show off in front of a poor man like me, will you gain any sense of accomplishment?

Xiao Shun didn’t know Yang Tiancai’s feelings at the moment. He really didn’t intend to show off, just stating a fact.

“The tickets?” Xiao Shun asked.

“Oh.” Yang Tiancai was too busy admiring the scenery and almost forgot the main issue. He hurriedly took out some exquisite cards from his sling bag and handed them to Xiao Shun. “Here, five tickets.”

“If it wasn’t for my tight finances recently, I would have advanced Master Xiao the money for the tickets…”

“Let’s not talk about that. Tell me about the auction procedures.” Xiao Shun interrupted him.

“Oh, okay. It starts at 10am, mainly display time. The Old School Society will showcase the pills being auctioned this time for the cultivators present.

The auction officially begins at 2pm. After it ends, there will be a display time for other pill refiners present to showcase their work. The three highly respected pill refiners from the Old School Society will critique, but besides them, no one else’s pills will catch their discerning eyes, after all they are the authority.”

Yang Tiancai explained in detail. Xiao Shun could hear the dissatisfaction in his tone regarding the Old School Society.