Joy Cultivation's First Layer Trial

For shipping, naturally, they couldn't go through the Song family; Ma Wu had his own channels.

Li Banfeng followed Ma Wu to the village entrance. It was already late, the steam roller had been turned off, and several workers were preparing to leave work.

A worker spotted Ma Wu and, taking advantage of the others' inattention, quietly approached him.

"Fifth Young Master, you were looking for me?" The worker's name was Qin Haichuan, Ma Wu called him Little Chuanzi.

Ma Wu nodded, took out a locked wooden box from his pocket, and handed it to Little Chuanzi: "Give this to the manager of Yu Fangzhai. If you get it done, I'll reward you with 20,000."

Li Banfeng whispered to him, "Don't wait until things are done, give me a deposit of ten thousand. I've already prepared it."

Upon hearing this, Ma Wu's face lit up with joy. He took the ten thousand yuan and gave it to Xiao Chuan.

Ogawa thanked them profusely, and before anyone noticed, he put away the box and quickly left the village.

On the way back, Ma Wu was very grateful to Li Banfeng: "I also wanted to give Xiao Chuan some deposit money just now, but unfortunately I was short of money."

Li Banfeng then took out another 20,000 yuan in cash and stuffed it into Ma Wu's hand. "Take this money and go cultivate yourself."

Ma Wu pushed the medicine back to Li Banfeng, saying, "How can this be? I'm paid by you and I've taken your medicine. I can't spend your money anymore."

"It's not a gift, it's a loan. Give me a written IOU tomorrow, and we'll split the profits later. How are you going to find girls if you don't have money?"

After receiving the money, Ma Wu looked slightly excited and said in a low voice, "Then I won't be going back tonight."

Li Banfeng nodded. "Be careful of the Song family, and also be wary of your own family."

Ma Wu said, "Once the beads are sold, after deducting the middleman's cut, we can make around two million. What are your plans, Brother Li?"

"What are your plans? Keep earning! It's only a small amount of money."

Ma Wu nodded and said, "We need to prepare for the expenses of the next business deal in advance."

"Everything else is fine, but you'll have to figure out how to deal with the rotten fish yourself," Li Banfeng said, glancing back at the village entrance. "Is that guy who operates the road roller reliable?"

Ma Wu nodded and said, "It's reliable. This road was built by my family. Little Chuanzi and I are very familiar with each other."

Li Banfeng then asked, "Could I borrow the road roller?"

Ma Wu blinked. "Brother Li, this is a bit..."

"What's wrong with driving it? It won't break."

Ma Wu wasn't sure if Li Banfeng was joking, but he agreed anyway, "Okay, I'll talk to them about it another day."

Reaching a fork in the road, Ma Wu pointed to the path to the east and said, "Brother Li, that's the Ji Qing Class up ahead. The place isn't great, but there are a few nice girls there. Shall we go together?"

Li Banfeng raised an eyebrow. "I'm not Joy Cultivator, why should I bother with you?"

Ma Wu pursed his lips and said, "It doesn't necessarily have to be Joy Cultivator to go."

Li Banfeng then asked, "I'm Travel Cultivator, can I take girls around with me?"

Ma Wu hesitated for a long time before saying, "That can't be..."

"If you can't travel around, you can't cultivate. If you can't cultivate, what use is a girl?"

Li Banfeng turned and left.

Ma Wu trembled slightly in the wind.

This seems to have lost its fun.

He's right, it's all for the sake of spiritual practice.

At the Lu Family, Lu Dongliang stared at Zhuo Yuling with a livid face.

"After searching Medicine King Gully for so many days, where is Li Banfeng?"

Xiao Lan keeps saying that the Copper Lotus is in Li Banfeng's hands, and the entire Medicine King Gully has been turned upside down. Has anyone actually seen this Li Banfeng?

Zhuo Yuling lowered her head slightly and said calmly, "I heard from Xiaolan that Li Banfeng is very cunning. Maybe he's hiding it too well. Let's search for a couple more days..."

"Scheming? He's scheming now? Didn't you say he was worthless than a cockroach? Now you're telling me he's scheming?"

Zhuo Yuling bit her lip, tears streaming down her face. "Sir, is it because you don't like us, my daughter and I? No matter what we say, you don't believe it."

Lu Dongliang put on Yellow Wool Overcoat specially made in Ingrid, got up and left.

Wearing this outfit signifies that he is about to negotiate with important figures.

The pressure from the He Family is increasing.

The Outer State is still waiting for an explanation regarding the derailment of train 1160.

Mystic Life Crimson Lotus has disappeared without a trace. Lu Dongliang has offended the He Family but gained nothing. Now he truly regrets it and has trusted Zhuo Yuling and Lu Xiaolan.

"Talk to her about serious business, what are you doing crying here!"

The more Zhuo Yuling acted this way, the more irritated Lu Dongliang became.

Lu Dongliang left, and Zhuo Yuling frowned.

Dabo Ensi has not yet found any information about Li Banfeng.

If this continues, Xiaolan will be in danger.

Zhuo Yuling went to Lu Xiaolan's residence for a look.

As instructed by Lu Dongliang, no one was allowed to visit Lu Xiaolan.

However, Zuo Wugang, Big Support head of the guards in charge of guarding the gate, did not stop them.

Zuo Wugang wasn't one to take things too seriously. With the master gone and Zhuo Yuling still Lu Xiaolan mother, he turned a blind eye and let it pass.

Zhuo Yuling walked to Lu Xiaolan's side and, seeing several marks on Lu Xiaolan's wrists, immediately changed her expression. "Xiaolan, what are you doing?"

Lu Xiaolan looked bewildered and said, "Mom, I didn't do anything..."

Zhuo Yuling's body trembled slightly.

This child actually attempted suicide.

Late at night, Lu Dongliang returned to the mansion, not wanting to go back to the master bedroom to sleep. The negotiations today had not gone smoothly, and he did not want to listen to his wife's nagging or Zhuo Yuling's complaints.

I just wanted to find a room to rest for the night, but when I opened the door, I found Xiao Yeci reading under the lamp.

Upon seeing Lu Dongliang enter, Xiao Yeci quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Master, you've arrived."

She was trying her best to control her speaking habits.

Lu Dongliang forgot that Xiao Yeci was staying in this guest room. He originally wanted to leave immediately, but after carefully looking Xiao Yeci over, he pulled up a chair and sat down.

Xiao Yeci's heart immediately jumped into her throat.

Lu Dongliang frowned slightly and said, "You're saying that thirteen years ago, you and I spent a night together at Ye Song Bridge?"

That's a very direct question.

Xiao Yeci blushed immediately. "Sir, you... you probably don't remember..."

"I really don't remember," Lu Dongliang answered very honestly. He wasn't a very meticulous person, and there were two things in his life that he could never remember clearly: one was the women he had slept with, and the other was the money he had spent. Both women and money were too much for him.

After a long silence, Lu Dongliang suddenly asked, "How old are you this year? Are you twenty-five?"

"Yes, yes..." Xiao Yeci accidentally revealed her verbal tic again. She coughed lightly and adjusted her tone, "I'm thirty-two years old this year."

"Thirty-two," Lu Dongliang scoffed. "My eyes aren't blind. Your clothes are a bit old-fashioned, and your makeup is too, but I can tell you're at most twenty-four or twenty-five."

I saw Chunying's child. She looks like me, so she is definitely my child. But she's twelve years old this year. How could she be your child?

How old were you when she was born? Even if I, Lu Dongliang, am a scoundrel, I would never lay a hand on a teenage girl.

"Sir, I really am thirty-two. Sir, I'm not lying to you. You really don't remember me."

"Alright, I believe you. Since you've come to me for help, I'll make you my ninth concubine. In a few days, I'll host a banquet and get things done, which will give you a proper status."

"Thank you, sir." Xiao Yeci quickly bowed.

"Since you're one of my men, I'll sleep here tonight." With that, Lu Dongliang took off his yellow wool coat.

Xiao Yeci's face turned as red as a persimmon. She knew this was bound to happen sooner or later. She couldn't and shouldn't refuse, but while she was thinking of agreeing, she came out with another excuse. "I'm not feeling well today. I'll serve you again in a few days."

"Heh heh~" Lu Dongliang chuckled. "Alright, then let's wait a few days."

He picked up his clothes and left.

Even if Xiao Yeci were willing, Lu Dongliang would never stay overnight.

This woman is not Lu Chunying's mother.

Lu Dongliang still didn't know what her purpose was in coming to the Lu Family.

However, Lu Chunying was quite popular with Lu Dongliang.

Once the matter is investigated thoroughly, this woman who calls herself Xiao Yeci should disappear.

Lu Dongliang went downstairs.

Zhuo Yuling climbed up the wall and onto the roof.

This was her special skill; her voice was so soft that even Lu Dongliang, Ninth Layer Travel Cultivator, couldn't detect it.

But she knew she was no match for Lu Dongliang. She was only a fifth-level body cultivator, Lu Dongliang could kill her with the blink of an eye.

She hung upside down on the roof, silently watching Lu Dongliang's back, her eyes filled with resentment.

She had a thumb-sized worm in her mouth, a dark green, glossy worm.

Every bit of malice emanating from her was completely devoured by the worm.

Li Banfeng and Ma Wu went to Xindi several more times and earned more than seven million yuan in two months. With their previous savings, Li Banfeng was getting closer and closer to twenty million yuan.

But the money doesn't just belong to Li Banfeng; he plans to give half to Ma Wu.

Moreover, money alone is not enough; one must have connections to buy Travel Permit in.

Li Banfeng asked about Ma Wu, Ma Wu sighed and said, "A few months ago, getting a Travel Permit to Outer State wouldn't have been difficult for me."

It wouldn't have taken twenty million. A meal at the East Village Restaurant during the day, followed by drinks at the Bai Le Men in the evening, along with a few nice girls and some extra money, and the deal would have been done. But now, all that's useless.

Even if I offered twenty million now, those people wouldn't come to see me.

Li Banfeng was puzzled. "We've given you money, but you still haven't appeared? It seems we haven't given you enough."

"This isn't about money, it's about status. I'm not on the same level as those people now, and they wouldn't bother making money off me."

"You can earn back your money, so you can earn back your identity too, right?" Li Banfeng took out another 10,000 yuan in cash and gave it to Ma Wu. "Hurry up and start your cultivation. If I remember correctly, after today, you'll pass one level."

Ma Wu nodded. "It all depends on you..."

Li Banfeng shook his head repeatedly and said, "It's not because of me, it's because of the girls in the Ji Qing Class. You'll still have to rely on them in the future."

Ma Wu was about to go to his spiritual practice when he suddenly remembered that the clay he had collected the night before hadn't been shipped out yet.

If you have goods, you should sell them; try not to keep anything at home. This is Ma Wu's way of guarding against the Song family.

Clay is a unique anomaly in the new land. It is called an anomaly because its existence cannot be explained.

You can call it mud, or you can call it a living thing.

Ma Wu went to Xindi alone yesterday and found this lump of mud in the swamp. He brought it back in a tin can.

Li Banfeng looked at the lump of mud that smelled somewhat strange and frowned, asking, "What's the use of this?"

"Brother Li, you may not know this, but this stuff is incredibly useful," Ma Wu explained earnestly about the properties of the clay.

It looks like a lump of clay, and in the new land, it is just a docile lump of clay.

But if you take it out of the new land, this lump of clay will change.

It grows as if it has a life of its own. If you put a small lump of clay on the road, it will quickly turn the road surface within a radius of several meters into a highly adhesive surface.

The most peculiar thing is that the road surface, after being turned into a rubber surface, looks exactly like the road surface, with no visible changes.

This adhesive can stick to shoe soles, socks, and skin, but it cannot stick to metal, nor can it grow on metal. Therefore, the adhesive must be stored in metal containers.

"Brother Li, clay is one of the best materials for setting traps. Anyone who steps on clay will have their shoes stuck, their socks stuck after taking off their shoes, and their soles stuck after taking off their socks. Even if you cut off their feet, they still can't escape. Once they touch the ground, they can't get away."

To break free from the clay trap, unless one has a special Daoist sect, high cultivation level, or carries a special magic weapon, one can only wear iron shoes. But think about it, how many people would wear iron shoes when they go out for no reason?

Don't underestimate this small jar; this little bit of clay can sell for a million.

Li Banfeng looked at the can of clay with deep surprise. "If this stuff falls on the ground, will this area become a clay surface forever?"

"It's not forever. If it doesn't rain, the spread-out clay will dry out after a day and a night. Once it dries, the clay surface will disappear, so it must be sealed in a metal can."

A day and a night?

That's enough.

Li Banfeng took the tin can and said, "Leave the shipping to me, you should hurry up and start your cultivation."

"This is my job, how can I let you go?" Ma Wu was a little embarrassed, but judging from his expression, his heart had already flown to Ji Qing Class.

Li Banfeng picked up the putty and said, "Don't worry, I'm familiar with the guy who operates the road roller, nothing will go wrong."

"Brother Li, Xiao Chuan is a timid man, so don't scare him."

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Don't worry, I definitely won't steal his road roller!"

Ma Wu thanked them repeatedly and rushed to Ji Qing Class.

Li Banfeng felt that the clay was indeed very useful, so he kept some for himself and took the rest with him to the village entrance.

Little Chuanzi was operating the road roller, saw Li Banfeng and quietly approached him, asking in a low voice, "Where's Fifth Master?"

"He has something to do and can't come today. Take this tin can to Yu Fangzhai, and you understand the rest."

Little Chuanzi nodded, Li Banfeng gave him twenty silver dollars.

Little Chuanzi paused for a moment, then whispered, "Master, you don't need to give so much."

"Keep this for now. Um, let me try out the road roller."

"Sir, this really won't do."

"What do you mean no? Hurry up and add coal."

"Sir, you can't do this!"

The road roller couldn't be driven; Little Chuanzi absolutely refused to let it go.

Li Banfeng returned to the wooden house to study the properties of the clay, and more than five hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Ma Wu, covered in injuries, pushed open the door and walked in. Before he even reached the hall, he collapsed to the ground.

Li Banfeng stepped forward and helped him up. "Brother Ma, what happened to you?"

Ma Wu chuckled and struggled to sit up, "Brother Li, thanks to your help, I've passed the first hurdle."

Li Banfeng asked in surprise, "Aren't you Joy Cultivator? Just do your job properly, why did you get hit? Which girl had such a heavy hand?"

Ma Wu shook his head and said, "It wasn't a girl, it was a man. Four men came, robbed me of all my money, and beat me up like this."

PS: Lu Xiaolan did not commit suicide; there was another reason.

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