Shen Fu walked beside Liu Xilan, occasionally bringing up matters of martial arts cultivation.
Her words naturally hinted that she hoped Liu Xilan could help her enter the Ninth Grade of the martial path.
"Little sister, it’s true that the path of martial arts requires external assistance, but ultimately, one still needs to study diligently and cultivate with a serene mind.
As your elder sister, I can give you some pointers, but it’s hard to directly help you improve."
Liu Xilan’s words were already quite clear.
Yet Shen Fu still pouted slightly, clearly unhappy.
"Sister Liu, you were able to help Shen Han ascend to the Ninth Grade, why can’t you help me too....."
"When did I ever help him ascend to the Ninth Grade?"
Liu Xilan was a bit confused, as she had only learned today that Shen Han had ascended to the Ninth Grade.
How had it become that she helped him ascend in Shen Fu’s words?
"We all know that the first time Sister Liu came to Yun’an City, Shen Han consumed a Bone Tempering Pill—it’s because Sister Liu gave him a mysterious pill, that’s how he got through it..."
Liu Xilan felt a little helpless. She had explained many times that the pill was just to alleviate some pain and had no other effects.
Yet it seems others were unwilling to believe it.
"And afterwards, Shen Han picked up some leftover medicinal dregs used by others to make a medicinal bath, and he suddenly advanced to the Ninth Grade.
If Sister Liu hadn’t given him that pill before, how could he have succeeded in advancing with such a medicinal bath?"
Shen Fu’s small mouth pouted high, showing her displeasure.
But Liu Xilan only heard about Shen Han picking up others’ used medicinal dregs.
Her eyebrows slightly furrowed as she looked at Shen Fu.
"The Shen Family is a dignified Family of Generals and Marquis, yet for a junior of the family to need a medicinal bath, they still have to pick up used medicinal dregs from others.
Is it just because Shen Han was granted a marriage to Jinyu by the Imperial Family that he is treated this way?"
Hearing Liu Xilan’s somewhat displeased tone, Shen Fu quietly lowered her head.
"This can only be blamed on Shen Han himself...
Who told his birth mother to disgrace our Shen Family, and the Old Dowager doesn’t like him, there’s nothing we can do..."
Liu Xilan stopped speaking, feeling a bit unsettled inside.
Luckily she wasn’t born in such a mansion, if she had fallen into such a predicament, her mindset might not remain clear.
Liu Xilan declined Shen Fu’s invitation and did not rest at the Shen Mansion that night.
Instead, she went to the Yun’an Tavern by herself.
On an autumn night, she raised her head to see the bright moon.
Liu Xilan sat alone under the eaves, thinking about all the things Shen Fu said today.
Using those medicinal dregs discarded by others after concocting a medicinal bath.
Relying on these concocted medicinal baths, Shen Han actually advanced to the Ninth Grade.
Liu Xilan felt injustice for Shen Han, and at the same time was a bit amazed at Shen Han’s talent.
Configuring a medicinal bath requires strict proportioning and concoction.
Apart from those doctors and alchemists, others wouldn’t dare concoct a medicinal bath willy-nilly.
Otherwise, if something went wrong with the bath, not only would they fail to advance, but their body would be a mess.
But Shen Han managed to advance to the Ninth Grade with those leftover medicinal dregs.
Perhaps even heaven wants to help him.
In the east courtyard of the Shen Mansion.
Shen Han sat by the bed, holding that manual, leafing through it.
Soon, small white characters appeared on the manual.
[Extremely difficult to comprehend scripture]
During this time, Shen Han had already gained much understanding of his abilities.
The white phrasings usually indicated basic attributes.
After extracting them, the attributes of the item wouldn’t change much.
Shen Han had already prepared a [simple and easy to learn] phrasing early on.
After extracting the white phrasing, he immediately applied the [simple and easy to learn] phrasing.
Upon reopening the swordsmanship manual, everything changed.
Shen Han held a pen in his hand, continuously recording the contents.
After all, he had to return the swordsmanship manual to Senior Sister Liu tomorrow, and it had to be in its original state.
This swordsmanship greatly differed from the Sunset Sword Formulas.