Saving Money, Must Be Won!

"Mother?"

Just now, he had been completely immersed in his enlightenment of the Overlord King Fist.

She had called Ye Fan more than ten times in rapid succession. Clearly, something urgent must have happened.

His heart sank.

Ye Fan hurriedly called back.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

It rang for a long time before the other end finally connected.

A haggard face quickly appeared on the screen. Even the background behind her vaguely looked like a hospital.

Seeing his mother like this, Ye Fan's nose stung.

"Mom, what happened?"

As a man, Ye Fan quickly steadied himself and asked.

"Little Fan, your father doesn't have much time left. Hurry back and see your father one last time, sob..."

As she spoke, Mother Lan Cuifang could not stop herself from wiping away her tears.

Hearing Mother's words, Ye Fan was shocked.

"Mom, don't panic. What happened to Dad?"

Ye Fan was frantic.

Logically speaking, although these past few years, his parents had supported him and Jin Lian in preparing for Martial Arts University.

His father, Ye Jun's back had bent somewhat under the burden.

But when Father was young, he had served in the City Guard. His body had always been quite sturdy.

How could it be?

They had not even been apart for half a year, yet Father was already hanging by a thread?

"Sob..."

Mother Lan Cuifang's eyes were red, and she looked utterly worn out.

She sobbed, "Your father wanted to make some quick money, so he joined a wealthy man's secret treasure escort mission. In the end, they were attacked by exotic beasts."

"Not only was your father severely injured, but the treasure worth five million also vanished without a trace."

Ye Fan did not hear a single word of what Mother Lan Cuifang said afterward.

"Is there still hope for Dad?"

Ye Fan clenched one fist until it creaked, his voice trembling slightly.

"All the money at home has been spent. We even sold our little house.

"But we're still short five hundred thousand for the medical fees!"

"Sob, sob... I've borrowed from everyone I could, but those relatives had long despised us for being poor. Now, they've vanished without a trace."

"Your father is insisting... on giving up treatment!"

Mother Lan Cuifang kept sobbing. A trace of despair flickered in her reddened eyes.

Hearing this, Ye Fan's heart felt as though it were being pricked by needles.

After all.

The martial path was a bottomless pit that swallowed gold. These past few years, the family's income had actually not been low for an ordinary household.

Yet their quality of life had gone from bad to worse.

It was because he and Jin Lian had pursued martial arts and consumed far too much of the family's money.

If not for that, Father would never have risked danger for quick money!

A thick wave of guilt rose in Ye Fan's heart!

"Five hundred thousand!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes lit up.

Just now, Instructor Wu Xie from the Star Martial Hall had extended an olive branch to him.

If he could meet the Martial Hall's contract requirements tomorrow, he could sign with the Martial Hall.

Then perhaps he could apply to receive one year of training funds in advance.

"Mom, how much time does Dad have left?"

Ye Fan went straight for the heart of the matter.

"The doctor said that if treatment is abandoned, three days at most! Sob, sob..."

Mother Lan Cuifang had completely lost her head.

After all, the family's supporting pillar had fallen. How were they supposed to live from now on?

And Ye Fan remembered how, when he had still been little, Father had patted his shoulder when he joined the City Guard and said:

"From today onward, you are the only man in this family. You must take care of your mother and your little sister!"

How similar today's situation was.

"Mom, keep treating Dad's injuries. I'll think of a way to get the five hundred thousand!"

Ye Fan said firmly.

"Ah? Little Fan, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't be foolish. Don't do anything reckless!"

The moment she heard that, Mother Lan Cuifang panicked.

Five hundred thousand was already an astronomical sum for their family.

And Ye Fan was still pursuing martial arts. Where could he possibly get five hundred thousand?

"Don't worry, Mom. I won't steal, and I won't rob. I'll absolutely earn it through my own ability. I'll be back within three days!"

With that, Ye Fan hung up.

His still somewhat youthful face was filled with determination.

"Damn, who shit their pants? It reeks."

"It really does, it smells awful."

"Keep your voice down. That big guy doesn't look easy to mess with."

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Discussion erupted around him.

"Hmm?"

Naturally, this caught Ye Fan's attention.

He suddenly looked down and saw that a layer of grime had stuck to the surface of his skin, giving off a foul, fishy stench.

He did not know whether it was the marrow-cleansing, sinew-washing effect after receiving the Nine-Star Hegemonic Body.

Or the detoxifying effect that came with the Overlord King Fist.

No wonder that after Instructor Wu had extended an olive branch, he had run faster than a rabbit.

Splash.

Having grown up by the river, Ye Fan naturally knew how to swim.

He jumped straight into the river and washed himself off.

By the time Ye Fan came ashore, he had completely calmed down.

After being driven out of the Jiangnan Martial University Trial Camp, he had nowhere to go.

He bought several buns, intending to make do with a meal, but unexpectedly, the more he ate, the hungrier he became?

Until, under the stunned gaze of the bun shop owner.

Ye Fan painfully took out one hundred Blue Star Currency before his hunger was slightly relieved.

It seemed that after awakening the Tyrant Body and raising his Vitality Value, he needed even more food to replenish himself.

After all, he was not like those martial artists who had awakened spirituality.

They could replenish themselves by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Come again next time, little brother."

The owner called out warmly.

Ye Fan ran away as if flying.

If he had known, he would have gone to an all-you-can-eat buffet and taught the young owner a lesson.

That night, Ye Fan slept rough in the riverside park.

He remembered that when he had received the newbie gift pack, he had obtained a martial arts cultivation method called—the Void God-Refining Method.

So, sitting on a park bench, he began studying it.

Tomorrow, he would take the Martial Hall test. It might be his father's life-saving money, and there could be no mistake.

He had to do everything possible to raise his strength!

"System, add 2 Enlightenment Points to the Void Spirit Refining Technique!"

Determination flashed across Ye Fan's face.

Boom.

Within the Conception of enlightenment, when Ye Fan clicked to learn this God-Demon Visualization Method, he suddenly felt as though his head had been smashed hard.

"The Void God-Refining Method uses the unfathomable mysteries of heaven and earth to temper the spirit. The pain is like purgatory; one is reborn through nirvana..."

A voice like a great bell and mighty chime thundered beside Ye Fan's ears.

In an instant, Ye Fan felt himself standing within boundless void.

"Woo!"

"Woo!"

The next instant, he heard the howl of a violent gale.

Then Ye Fan saw two winds, one black and one white, surging wildly toward him.

"Ah—"

The instant they touched him, Ye Fan's seemingly illusory little spirit figure let out a heart-rending scream.

It hurt too much.

The sensation was like being torn to pieces bit by bit, then constantly reassembled, then torn apart again...

Your Mental Power has increased to 11.

Your Willpower has increased to 21.

The God-Demon Refining Method tormented Ye Fan for several hours before he finally stopped.

His entire body felt as though it had been drained dry.

But this time, after only a little over two hours of recovery.

When a faint fish-belly white appeared in the eastern sky.

Ye Fan opened his eyes.

"Mental Power has risen to 15 points, and Willpower has also risen to 22?"

"Moreover, I feel that both my spirit and Physical Body recover much faster."

"Before, I needed more than eight hours to recover. Now, two or three hours will probably be enough!"

This discovery filled Ye Fan with joy.

This would let him grind even harder on the martial path!

Moreover.

He discovered that after his Mental Power increased, his senses seemed to have become far sharper.

The droplets in the dawn mist, the early-rising insects, even the laughter and conversation of people far away—he could perceive them all clearly.

This improvement would make his reactions far more agile in battle!

After practicing the Overlord King Fist again and eating some breakfast.

Ye Fan hurriedly jogged toward the Jianghuai City branch of the Star Martial Hall.

"Ye Fan, is this a place someone like you can come to?!"

The moment Ye Fan arrived, a somewhat shrill voice rang out.

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