The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

When I looked down again, I saw Baili Dongjun saying with a face full of fighting spirit: "Master, I also want to travel the world with my sword. No matter how unpredictable his will is, Baili Dongjun will never be a caged bird living in a corner."

Gu Chen was very pleased to see him so determined. "I am very pleased that you think so. Since you want to learn swordsmanship, I will teach you. In this world, apart from Mr. Li from the academy, no one is more skilled in swordsmanship than your master. Dongjun, you go back first. When we meet next time, I will teach you the true Sword Song of Western Chu."

Baili Dongjun said worriedly, "But, Master, if you stay here, I'm afraid you'll be in danger."

Gu Chen said nonchalantly, "Don't worry. Since it's already happened, why not just avoid him and wait for them to come?" He had originally thought that this was the end of his life, but now that he could survive, who would want to die? Besides, he still had a share of his life with his senior brother, and there was Tianqi and others waiting for his response.

Hearing them talking about Li Changsheng, Mo Luyi couldn't help but fall into memories. Thinking carefully, it seemed that more than ten years had passed since she last met him. After not seeing each other for so long, she didn't know if he still remembered her. She began to imagine, what kind of expression would Li Changsheng show when he saw her now when they met again one day? Would it be surprise, astonishment, or some other indescribable expression? The thought of this made Mo Luyi more and more curious. After finishing the things at hand, let's go to Tianqi. Calculating the time, Li Changsheng's life should be coming to an end soon.

Elsewhere, Sikong Changfeng, after a long journey, finally arrived at Medicine King Valley. As soon as he entered the valley, he saw a figure sitting there, concentrating on grinding medicinal herbs. Sikong Changfeng hurried forward, clasped his hands in a salute, and respectfully asked, "Excuse me, Senior, is this the legendary Medicine King Valley?"

Xin Baicao raised her head and looked the man before her up and down. Sikong Changfeng looked slightly pale and frail, clearly not in good health. He frowned slightly and asked with a hint of doubt, "Who led you here?" After all, without someone to tell you the exact location, Medicine King Valley wouldn't be easily accessible to just anyone.

Upon hearing this, Sikong Changfeng didn't dare to be negligent. He quickly took out the letter from his pocket and handed it to Xin Baicao respectfully. Xin Baicao looked at the envelope in front of him, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. He reached out to take it and gently opened it. After he saw the contents of the letter, his eyes fell on the man holding the spear in front of him again and asked, "Have you read this letter?"

When Sikong Changfeng heard this, he shook his head like a rattle and quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no! The senior specifically told me that this letter should be delivered to Yaowang Valley, so I dare not open it without permission." His sincere look made it hard for people to not believe that what he said was true.

Seeing this, Xin Baicao smiled slightly, then handed the letter in her hand to Sikong Changfeng and said softly: "In that case, you can take a look first." Sikong Changfeng carefully took the letter, his eyes fell on the envelope, and a hint of curiosity surged in his heart.

He slowly opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and carefully read the words. It read, "I'm introducing you to a disciple who possesses considerable medical talent. While his ambitions may not lie elsewhere, I think he could be a companion for you for a while, saving you from being all alone in Medicine King Valley, bored and drowsy."

After Sikong Changfeng finished reading the letter, he looked up, his eyes still filled with confusion and surprise. At this moment, Xin Baicao, who had been watching him, asked, "How is it? Have you finished reading it? What are your thoughts on this matter?" Sikong Changfeng hadn't yet fully digested the information in the letter when he suddenly heard Xin Baicao continue, "Why don't you stay here and be my apprentice? I can help you heal. But first, let me take your pulse." Before she finished speaking, Xin Baicao had already extended her right hand toward Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng was caught off guard by this sudden request, but out of instinct, he subconsciously extended his wrist.

After checking his pulse, Xin Baicao asked curiously, "Logically, you should have died long ago. You wouldn't have been able to wait for the medicine Mo Lvyi gave you. What allowed you to survive? Did you meet some famous doctor?"

Sikong Changfeng said dejectedly, "How could I afford a famous doctor? I just read a medical book, picked some herbs according to the prescription, and treated him randomly."

Xin Baicao: "No wonder, no wonder, no wonder she recommended you to me as an apprentice, you really have a talent for learning medicine. Then you will stay here and serve me tea and water. When I come a hundred years later, I will inherit my mantle and become the next Medicine King of this Medicine King Valley."

Seeing this, Sikong Changfeng said, "But didn't the letter say that I could only stay with you for a while?"

Xin Baicao: "It was me who saved the life, not her, so of course I should have the final say on how long she stays with me."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Changfeng turned around and was about to leave: "Goodbye."

Xin Baicao could only hold him back and say, "Okay, okay, just for half a year. I'll save your life, and you'll stay with me for half a year."

Sikong Changfeng looked at him to confirm: "Just half a year?"

Xin Baicao told him with certainty: "Just half a year."

Then he said proudly, "I'm afraid that in half a year, you won't want to leave."

Sikong Changfeng wanted to leave, but who wants to die when they can live? He sighed secretly and thought: Whatever, he has nothing now, and being able to repay his life-saving grace by accompanying him for half a year is not easy.

"Since things have come to this, I will trouble you here, senior." Sikong Changfeng bent down slightly and saluted respectfully to Xin Baicao, indicating that he was willing to accept this task.

Seeing this, Xin Baicao smiled with satisfaction and nodded repeatedly in praise, "Hahahaha, very good, very good! From today on, you will be a member of my Medicine King Valley. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, this illness of yours will definitely not kill you."

With that, Sikong Changfeng officially stayed in Medicine King Valley, beginning his new apprenticeship. When he first arrived, everything seemed strange and new to him. Surrounded by verdant mountains and clear waters, the air was filled with the fragrant aroma of various herbs. Every morning, as the first rays of sunlight filtered down into the valley, Sikong Changfeng would rise early to learn from Xin Baicao how to identify various rare herbs and understand their effects and uses.