Martial Arts Manual

"What? It's really authentic?"

Mao Lili cried out, her little face instantly flushing red. Liu Mengran and the other two looked at her strangely. Just thinking about that bet was enough to make someone's legs go weak with embarrassment. Let's see how she got herself out of this now.

In the unrolled painting, a lifelike fierce tiger lay on the ground. Its eyes even reflected a human figure, whose facial features could be vaguely made out.

Such vivid brushwork was absolutely the work of a top master.

"Hehe... You two, take a look at whether this painting is real, then make me an offer!"

"What? Young man, you... you mean you want to sell this treasure to Jubaozhai?"

The shop owner stared at Lu Fan in disbelief. Wouldn't treasures like this bring the greatest profit at auction?

"Of course I'm selling it. Why else would I bring it into your shop?"

The two old men exchanged a glance, then lowered their heads and discussed it in hushed voices.

A minute later, the price they offered left Liu Mengran and the other three girls dumbfounded.

"Thank you for trusting us, young man. To be honest, this Crouching Tiger Painting would bring the greatest profit at an auction in Hong Kong."

"This painting has been confirmed as an authentic work by Tang Yin, and it's the lost original Crouching Tiger Painting."

"After discussing it with Old Yang, we estimate its starting bid would be around thirty million. As for how high it might sell for, we can't say for certain."

"So I'll offer you a fair price of forty million, factoring in the potential increase. What do you think, young man...?"

Even Lu Fan was briefly stunned when he heard forty million. The price had clearly exceeded his expectations.

But Liu Mengran and the other three, all from ordinary families, were directly frightened by the terrifying amount. They covered their little mouths, their bodies trembling with excitement.

"Forty million! Oh my god!"

"Fine, deal. Transfer the money."

Lu Fan took out his phone, found a photo of his bank card, and placed it on the table. The Jubaozhai owner's expression brightened as he excitedly took out his phone to begin the transfer.

Beside them, the old man who had unrolled the painting watched enviously as his old friend secured this peerless masterpiece. If not for the rules, he would have wanted to raise the price and buy it himself.

Just a few minutes later, Lu Fan received a notification that his account balance had changed.

Lu Fan gained a new appreciation for the little shop. It might have been small, but its cash flow was no less than that of a large company.

Lu Fan showed off the balance notification on his phone to Liu Mengran. Seeing the long string of numbers displayed on it, she went completely numb.

Last night, Lu Fan had made over twelve million gambling online. Today, he had merely gone shopping and made another forty million. Was he even human?

"Baby, I'm getting a supercar. The money's all there now! Hahaha..."

As Lu Fan laughed, he cast a meaningful glance at Mao Lili. The girl shuddered violently and guiltily hid behind Liu Mengran.

After leaving Jubaozhai, Liu Mengran and the others still wore looks of disbelief. They would not even have dared dream of what had just happened, yet it had happened right before their eyes.

"Lili, are we going to my apartment for that back scrub, or your dorm? I don't mind either way!"

Lu Fan looked at the guilty Mao Lili with a grin. She barely dared breathe, terrified that he would make trouble for her.

"Ah! Lu Fan, I..."

"What? Don't tell me you're trying to welsh on the bet?"

"Who... who's welshing? It's just a back scrub. It's not like you're doing that to me. Fine, I'll do it! Who's afraid of who?"

Lu Fan's words immediately stirred Mao Lili's competitive spirit. She forced herself to stare him in the eye, though even an idiot could see the fear in her gaze.

"Hahaha..."

Lu Fan laughed loudly as he wrapped an arm around Liu Mengran's slender waist and left. He had wanted to farm some points at Panjiayuan, but there was obviously no time now.

It had not been easy for him to bring Liu Mengran out. He could not exactly let her return empty-handed.

Just as they left Panjiayuan and prepared to browse the big mall next door, Lu Fan's gaze fixed on a book stall by the entrance.

"This is... a Martial Arts Manual?"

Lu Fan crouched beside the stall. The moment the owner saw a customer, his old face broke into a broad grin.

"Young man, these are genuine Martial Arts Manuals. Ten yuan each, pick whatever you like. Maybe if you practice according to what's written inside, you'll become a martial arts master."

Liu Mengran and the other three looked at Lu Fan's idiotic move in speechless disbelief. Martial Arts Manuals? Was the next line going to be, "The task of saving the world will be left to you from now on"?

"Are these really Martial Arts Manuals?"

Lu Fan casually picked up a One Yang Finger Martial Arts Manual and asked the owner, but no one noticed the excited gleam flashing in his eyes.

"Of course. This is the One Yang Finger Martial Arts Manual. Kato Takashi became famous because of it back then."

The owner's words left Lu Fan staring in stunned silence. Liu Mengran and the other three looked at the stall owner in bafflement. If he was going to scam people, shouldn't he at least memorize his material first?

"Boss, isn't the One Yang Finger the ultimate technique of the Duan family of Dali from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils? And isn't Kato Takashi an adult film actor?"

"Uh... Sorry, young man. I'm getting old, and my memory isn't what it used to be. I mixed them up, mixed them up..."

The owner scratched his head awkwardly. Lu Fan readily took out his phone, scanned the code, and bought three Martial Arts Manuals.

They were the One Yang Finger, the Northern Darkness Divine Skill, and Lingbo Weibu. Lu Fan had deliberately chosen them to verify the thought in his heart.

If these manuals became real with the system's enhancement, then the One Yang Finger would specialize in offense, the Northern Darkness Divine Skill could absorb another person's inner power for his own use, and Lingbo Weibu was the pinnacle of lightness skills. At its peak, one could walk through the air as if on level ground.

Liu Mengran and the others had already grown used to Lu Fan's idiotic behavior. Following him for long enough would shatter even the most upright worldview.

Fortunately, Lu Fan had only spent thirty yuan this time, so Liu Mengran and the others did not say anything sarcastic.

As for those Martial Arts Manuals, the four girls had no interest in even glancing at them. Didn't the covers clearly say they were printed by the People's Publishing House?

"Today, this young master made a fortune. Next, each of you three can pick one item, and I'll pay. As long as it doesn't exceed ten thousand."

Lu Fan's words sent Mao Lili, Li Qian, and He Lu into ecstatic delight. Liu Mengran rolled her eyes at him charmingly.

This guy kept winning over her best friends one after another. In the future, her three roommates would probably take the initiative to push her into his apartment.

There was not much time left after they arrived at the mall, so Lu Fan led the four girls straight to a Chanel store.

"Baby, go wild and pick whatever you want today. This young master isn't short on money!"

Lu Fan pushed Liu Mengran, who had been staring eagerly at the pretty clothes, forward. Liu Mengran and the others cheered and rushed into Chanel's clothing section.

When it came to buying pretty clothes, women all over the world seemed to be the same—they could never have too many.

"Thank you for your generosity, Master Lu!"

After leaving Chanel, Mao Lili and the other two each carried a bag containing the pretty clothes Lu Fan had paid for.

The three girls looked at Lu Fan excitedly. In their eyes, he seemed to be glowing.

The cheapest outfit in their hands cost more than six thousand, while Mao Lili had even picked out a ten-thousand-yuan dress.

This was the first time such a price had ever appeared in her life. The clothes in her dorm were all cheap items that cost only dozens or a hundred yuan each.