Inside the Hundred Treasures Hall of Green Sea Town, a young girl was having trouble sleeping in her room. She was flipping through a book called Sprout, a book that was quite well-known in the nearby towns. It is the story of a noble lady who goes against her clan’s wishes for an arranged marriage and who leaves for a small, rural town, ultimately succeeding in running her own business.
Siu Ji saw Chan Chi Yuet turning and tossing on her bed and sighed concernedly, “The young lady is reading her book again…”
Knock knock. An old man’s voice came from outside the door. His tone was worried, “You still haven’t slept yet, Yuet?”
Chan Chi Yuet wasn’t in the best of spirits. She nodded her head at Siu Ji to tell her to open the door. Chan Goh Shue walked into Chan Chi Yuet’s room with a small ring in his palm. He tossed the ring onto Chan Chi Yuet’s bed and chuckled, “There you go, Yuet. Your instincts were right.”
“Mm?” Chan Chi Yuet was utterly confused. She couldn’t make heads or tails out of Chan Goh Shue’s words. She propped herself up and picked up the ring, pouring soul energy into it to look at its contents. Her expression turned into shock.
She took out everything from the ring and placed them on her bed. There were dozens of jade bottles in there, all of them radiating a faint energy signature. In particular, the energy signature of the red bottle was much more noticeable. It probably contained something of considerable value.
“This is…?” Chan Chi Yuet opened one of the battles and wafted the fragrance towards her nose. Meanwhile, she stared expectantly at Chan Goh Shue for an answer.
“Yes. These are Energy Restoration Pills and there are a shocking total of fifty of them,” said Chan Goh Shue with a bitter smile. He never thought Wun Fan’s secret master could move so fast. He actually managed to concoct all the pills in a single night! Chan Goh Shue continued, “The servants' reports state that a person wearing the Wun Clan’s lineage disciple’s coat arrived on a horse. They handed over a ring meant for you and left on horseback.”
He then pointed at the red bottle and said excitedly, “I just appraised the contents of that bottle. There are five Grade Seven Mortalmaker Pills in it.”
“Mortalmaker Pills?” Siu Ji gasped in surprise. She had been a tenth-level Martial Disciple for a long time. Her lack of talent had prevented her from ascending to the Martial Mortal Realm. Consequently, she had been interested in this pill for a long time, but had never seen it with her own eyes.
“If we can auction off all these pills this time, you will have no problem being promoted to a second-tier city,” said Chan Goh Shue with an expression of awe. He had been an appraiser for decades now and this was the first time he was so impressed by someone else’s instincts. It seemed like the alchemist behind Wun Fan was no ordinary person, but a monster just like him! How else could he have made so many pills in a single night?
Chan Chi Yuet was stunned for a moment. She was already tired from staying up and her brain just didn’t know how to respond to such a sudden shock!
By the time she came back to her senses, there were tears in the corners of her eyes and her nose had turned red. However, she put on a stubborn front and put her hands on her hips as she said proudly, “Hmph! It wasn’t a waste to be so nice to him, after all. Usually, rejecting my invitation is a crime worthy of death. However, I’ll forgive him this time because of the pills.”
Siu Ji replied meekly, “Miss, it’s not good to lie, is it…?”
“Aaah, stupid Siu Ji! You think you’re smart? You’re dead meat!” Chan Chi Yuet lunged and pressed Siu Ji to the ground, before tickling her all over. Siu Ji screamed and yelped.
“Mercy, please, miss!”292Please respect copyright.PENANA4IMQiTjIkq
How many lives do you get; wealth, fame, glory and honor, it all comes to a stop.
On a martial journey, the boy is set; riding on horseback, the thundering hooves clop and clop.
Wun Fan wasn’t an idiot. His body quickly got used to the movements of riding with Old Lei’s help. He was familiar with horseriding after just fifteen minutes and started to enjoy the feeling of the wind in his hair. He had just handed over a storage ring to a Chan Clan servant before leaving in a hurry. He arrived at the gates of Green Sea Town, showed his token, and was allowed to leave. He was wearing the signature lineage disciple coat of the Wun Clan, after all. No one would dare to stop a lineage disciple of the Wun Clan. This was the privilege that large clans enjoyed. It was not fair, but nevertheless, it was something that people wished they could have.
Wun Fan did not waste a single second. He galloped down the road while carefully observing his surroundings. He had been in Heaven’s Martial World for nearly twelve years now, and he had never left the town. Naturally, he knew next to nothing about what the outside world looked like.
Although the scenery around Wun Fan was nothing more than a dense thicket of trees, he still found it slightly interesting.
A red glow was cast over the horizon. The moon and the sun were switching shifts.
Wun Fan galloped down the road. The horse’s breathing was fast and short, but not ragged. It still had strength to spare. He remembered what his father told him. From here to the Martial Artist Guild was twelve hours of travel. He pinched his thighs together and the horse galloped even faster.
After a long while of riding, the sun was quite high up in the sky. Wun Fan figured that he had been riding for almost three hours now, but his destination was still far from sight. If it wasn’t for the occasional road sign indicating the direction of Green Sea Forest, Wun Fan would have believed himself to be lost. He was starting to see a few people and carts on the road now. He arrived at a crossroads and saw a teahouse there. Wun Fan was starting to feel tired, so he stopped there.
The teahouse was quite large with many tables available. However, as it was still early in the day, there weren’t too many customers. The construction of the stable beside it was quite shoddy. It was mostly just a bunch of wooden posts hammered into the ground, used for tying up the horse. Wun Fan approached the teahouse on his horse and a waiter immediately greeted him, “Please go in, sir. I will help you tie your horse.”
“Mm,” said Wun Fan. He leaped down from the horse and placed the reins in the waiter’s hands. He then found an empty spot and sat down. Another waiter quickly brought warm towels for Wun Fan to wipe his hands when he saw him take a seat. However, the towel wasn’t exactly clean. Its white color had turned a deep grey over the years. Wun Fan glanced at it and raised his hand to refuse the towel.
The waiter was an enthusiastic fellow. He wiped down the table with the towel and asked, “What tea would you like to drink, sir?”
“A pot of pu’er and a pot of boiling water,” Wun Fan replied without hesitation.
The waiter looked confused. He rubbed his hands and said with an awkward smile, “Sir, I have never heard of such a tea. Currently, we only provide justica tea, cool tea, wintergrass tea…”
Wun Fan immediately knew he had slipped up and named a tea from his past life. He interrupted the waiter before he could finish, “Then just give me any pot of tea you have. Also, do you serve anything to eat?”
“Of course, of course we do. We sell the meat by the pound here. We have boiled beef, boiled lamb, boiled chicken…”
“Alright, alright. Get me a pound of roast beef,” said Wun Fan. He was speechless. Why was everything boiled here? It would taste like nothing. That said, it made sense. This was a teahouse in the middle of nowhere, not a restaurant. They wouldn’t have a selection of dishes to choose from. It was probably quite amazing that they served meat in the first place. Wun Fan rubbed his belly. He was quite hungry. He could probably finish a pound of beef, right?
The waiter immediately went to prepare the tea and the meat for Wun Fan, which gave him some time to look around. Two other tables were occupied. One of the tables appeared to be a group of commoners taking a break. Meanwhile, the other table had six burly men sitting at it, with seven or eight dishes of meat in front of them. The men tore into the meat like wild animals, sending pieces of food flying all over the place.
One of the men was wearing a rough hemp robe with a gold band on his waist. He slammed the table and complained, “I can’t believe we have to go to Green Sea Town so early in the morning. The boss is far too worried about this. It’s just a letter. Does he really need a six-person party to deliver it? Can’t he just get a messenger?”
“Alright, alright. We can go for some afternoon exercise at the brothel once we’re done with business. My treat,” said another one of the men, who was dressed much more neatly than his counterpart. He had short hair and thick eyebrows. He lowered his voice when he spoke, but Wun Fan’s ears were sharp enough to hear what he said anyway.
“Haha! If the captain is paying, I won’t say no! I’ll go for a threesome!” yelled the man in the hemp robe, laughing loudly as he did so and drawing everyone’s attention to him. When he saw Wun Fan looking, he yelled angrily at him, “What are you looking at, kid? You never seen me screw your mom?”
Wun Fan wasn’t looking for trouble, but he certainly wasn’t afraid of it. He was usually a tolerant person, but that didn’t mean he did not have a bottom line. His bottom line was his family. The one thing no one was allowed to touch.
Wun Fan’s killing intent spilled out of him in an instant. The burly man felt a chill from the bottom of his heart as the young boy stared at him coldly.292Please respect copyright.PENANAV7kkEfCXP9