Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

Yue Zhuoqun calmly received the information, then opened the system shop, flipped to the elixir and potion section, and focused his gaze on the price of the Dragon Elephant Pill.

Unlike the Lesser Rejuvenation Pill and the Greater Rejuvenation Pill, the Dragon Elephant Pill is marked with three prices: 500 Martial Coins, 1000 Martial Coins, and 3000 Martial Coins.

"System, what are the details of these three prices?"

The Dragon Elephant Pill is an auxiliary medicine for cultivating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, and it is divided into three grades: low grade, medium grade, and high grade.

A single low-grade Dragon Elephant Pill can help a person raise their Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to the seventh level without any obstacles.

A single mid-grade Dragon Elephant Pill can help a person raise their Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to the tenth level without any obstacles.

A single high-grade Dragon Elephant Pill can help one effortlessly advance their Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to the thirteenth level.

Yue Zhuoqun's lips twitched.

Is it expensive?

Very expensive!

Is it worth it?

It's totally worth it!

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill has an extremely high upper limit. It is rated by the system as a near-Dao level skill. When cultivated to the thirteenth level, one can possess the power of thirteen dragons and thirteen elephants.

However, this martial art is extremely time-consuming. The first level requires two years to master, and the time doubles for each subsequent level.

People with extraordinary talent are fine, but someone like the Golden Wheel Monk only took a few decades to cultivate to the tenth level.

But how many people in the world have the talent to match that of the Golden Wheel Monk?

Those with low aptitude would need 120 years to cultivate to the sixth level; such an endurance could kill a person.

A low-grade Dragon Elephant Pill costing 500 martial coins can effortlessly upgrade you to level seven, making it absolutely worth the price.

Yue Zhuoqun bought the Dragon Elephant Pill not for his own use, but for Chang Yuchun and the others.

Now the Five Elements Army and the Four Symbols Army have begun to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill. Ordinary soldiers don't need to be too demanding; reaching the second level in a few years will be sufficient.

But the generals must be more capable than the soldiers!

What is the price if I want to buy the prescription?

Thinking about it, it's more cost-effective to buy the recipe and find someone to refine it myself.

After all, the elixir is a one-time use, while the formula is permanent.

It will still be useful in other worlds later.

[Low-grade pill recipes cost 2000 martial coins, mid-grade pill recipes cost 4000 martial coins, and high-grade pill recipes cost 10000 martial coins.]

"Exchange for the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts and purchase a low-grade pill recipe."

[Ding! Seventy-two Ultimate Skills successfully redeemed, gaining 1800 Martial Coins. Purchased the Dragon Elephant Pill (low-grade) recipe, deducting 2000 Martial Coins, now possessing 1180 Martial Coins.]

After obtaining the prescription, Yue Zhuoqun immediately opened it to look at it, and found that the medicinal materials used were all kinds of things.

Not only do we need a large quantity of aged medicinal herbs, but we also need things like tiger bones and elephant blood.

Refining it would be a considerable expense, and the quantity produced would be limited.

Fortunately, it was only intended for a few high-ranking generals, such as Chang Yuchun, and a dozen or so were enough.

……

Zhou Zhiruo has been in a bad mood these past few days. She has always been the one taking care of Yue Zhuoqun's daily life, but now Yue Zhuoqun has turned Zhao Min into a maid.

That was bad enough, but Dai Qisi, the Purple-Robed Dragon King, would often ask Yue Zhuoqun for advice on internal energy cultivation techniques, which made Yue Zhuoqun guide her in her practice less often.

Just now, Dai Qisi went to Yue Zhuoqun to ask about internal energy cultivation techniques again, thus squeezing her out of the conversation.

Frustrated, she plucked a flower from the garden and pouted, saying, "I don't know what the sect leader was thinking. Dai Qisi is almost old and faded. What's so good about her?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw a figure sneakily climb out of the yard, his eyes narrowing as he found a target to vent his anger on.

Zhou Zhiruo lightly touched the ground with her toes and landed in front of the figure in a flash.

"Stop right there, what are you doing?"

The figure was none other than Zhao Min.

After Zhao Min was forced to stay by Yue Zhuoqun's side as a maid, she did all sorts of dirty and tiring work every day, including washing clothes, mopping the floor, cleaning the room, and massaging Yue Zhuoqun's shoulders and back.

Princess Shaomin, of all virtues, has never suffered such humiliation!

She couldn't stay in the Ming Cult for even a day longer, so she wanted to sneak away while no one was watching.

Before they could even leave the courtyard, they were stopped by someone.

Once she recognized Zhou Zhiruo, she felt reassured and proudly raised her head: "What I do is none of your business!"

"I have the right to manage anyone in the cult leader's courtyard!"

"Tch, people who know you understand you're just a lowly maid, but those who don't might think you're the leader's wife!" Zhao Min chuckled, leaning forward with her hands behind her back. "You're not much older than me, so why are you in such a hurry to get married?"

As if her secret had been exposed, Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face flushed red, and she said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Nonsense? I was right."

Zhou Zhiruo stomped her feet in anger. She was a clever person, but she was no match for Zhao Min's quick wit.

He had no choice but to reprimand her with a stern face: "In short, you are not allowed to leave this courtyard without the permission of the sect leader. Go back right now."

"I can go wherever I want, it's none of your business." Zhao Min smiled arrogantly, walked past Zhou Zhiruo, and headed outside.

"Stop right there!" Zhou Zhiruo raised her hand and grabbed Zhao Min's shoulder, trying to stop her.

However, Zhao Min shifted her shoulder, swung her palm to meet hers, took two steps back, and said in a deep voice, "You think I'm afraid to fight you? You think I'm scared?"

She had been learning martial arts from the Xuanming Elders and others since she was a child, and she didn't take Zhou Zhiruo seriously at all. With a flick of her jade hand, she attacked Zhou Zhiruo instead.

Unfortunately, she underestimated Zhou Zhiruo's strength.

Although Zhou Zhiru started learning martial arts late, she practiced advanced techniques taught by Yue Zhuoqun.

Seeing Zhao Min's attack, he showed no panic whatsoever.

He waved his hand in front of him, and a bright white light shimmered, like a cluster of flowers, incredibly mysterious.

Zhao Min's attack was deflected as soon as it touched her.

Zhao Min was startled and tried to pull away, but Zhou Zhiruo appeared in front of her in a flash, grabbed her arms tightly, and lifted her up.

“If you don’t want to go back on your own, then I’ll drag you back.” Zhou Zhiruo smiled smugly and carried her into the courtyard.

Zhao Min struggled fiercely, but couldn't break free. Frustrated, she cried out, "Yue Zhuoqun, Grand Master Yue, your little maid is bullying me! Aren't you going to do anything about it?!"

"Hmph! My brother, the sect leader, is too busy to even take care of himself, how could he possibly have time for you!"

Yue Zhuoqun naturally heard Zhao Min's cry clearly.

I couldn't help but smile: Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo really do have naturally incompatible auras.

However, he paid no attention to it.

Zhao Min is used to being willful and capricious, so it would be good for Zhou Zhiruo to teach her a lesson.

……

Three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun, and several smaller sects such as Shenquan Sect and Giant Whale Gang all sent over the ransom.

Only Shaolin Temple neither sent anyone to deliver the ransom nor rescued Kongzhi and Kongxing.

It was as if these two eminent monks did not belong to the Shaolin Temple.

Chapter 118 The Three Shaolin Monks

In the early morning, Yue Zhuoqun pulled her arm out from under her fair neck.

That alluring, exotic face wrinkled slightly, and she opened her bewildered, hazy eyes.

Yue Zhuoqun smiled and took a long robe, draped it over his shoulders, and said, "You don't need to go to Shaolin this time. Stay in the sect and rest well!"

Dai Qisi blushed and gave a soft "hmm," as she really didn't have the energy for a long journey.

Yue Zhuoqun was not particularly angry that Shaolin Temple did not send the ransom.

If they don't offer to deliver it, then you have a reason to pick it up yourself.

For hundreds of years, Shaolin has been asking for alms from people all over the world. Today, it is his turn to ask Shaolin for alms.

Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng are currently in charge of the Four Symbols Army and are very busy.

Therefore, Yue Zhuoqun only brought Wei Yixiao, Fan Yao, and the Five Wanderers, a few top masters.

Of course, there are also the two little girls, Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min.

Zhou Zhiruo held the Heaven-Slaying Sword in her arms, while Zhao Min carried a large bundle on her shoulder, filled with changes of clothes, silver, and dry rations, weighing a good twenty or thirty pounds.

With such a large package on her shoulder, she pouted angrily, but dared not say a word.

During this time, she was often disciplined by Zhou Zhiruo, and her willful and arrogant nature was greatly reduced. She had become a qualified little maid.

After a month of traveling and stopping, the group finally arrived at Shaolin Temple on Mount Song.