I Borrow Two Thousand

[Saint Breaking Realm: Level 2 (7/15)]

[Saint Breaking Fruit:

Strength: (46/100)

Blood: (36/100)

Skill: (54/100)]

Back home, Chen Yan looked at the Saint Breaking Realm status panel.

Originally, he only had twelve hours to comprehend Origin Crystals, but thanks to Wang Yang, Chen Yan gained an extra three hours.

It was during these extra three hours, after having already consumed three Saint Breaking Fruits of the [Skill] type, that Chen Yan managed to grow another half-formed Saint Breaking Fruit of the [Skill] type and one of the [Strength] type.

If he counted the one he obtained yesterday afternoon after defeating Zhang Qingsi.

Chen Yan had consumed four Saint Breaking Fruits of the [Skill] type in twenty-four hours!

What a harvest!

The continuous chirping of cicadas sounded from outside the window, and a stuffy heat filled the room.

Chen Yan, however, sat cross-legged wearing only his underwear. His chest rose and fell rhythmically with his breathing, his muscles bulging and then slowly receding, veins like coiled dragons twisting before quickly disappearing beneath his skin.

It looked as if Chen Yan's body was constantly shrinking and expanding. The fluctuations weren't large, but the scene exuded an uncanny feeling.

Hoo, hah, hoo, hah, hoo, hah...

Chen Yan's breathing grew heavier, dust slowly rising around him, drifting in the shafts of light with the faint airflow.

Outside, Chen Yuxu heard the terrifying breathing and first pushed open the door in surprise. Upon seeing Chen Yan's current transformation, he quietly closed the door again.

Chen Yuxu stood frozen for a long time, a smile gradually appearing on his face.

Though he didn't understand, what Chen Yan was doing now was something ordinary people couldn't achieve.

This was enough; it was telling Chen Yuxu that his son was becoming stronger.

Holding the two thousand yuan bonus Chen Yan had given him, Chen Yuxu pondered for a while before leaving home.

As Chen Yan continued to breathe, within the Saint Breaking Realm, orange, gold, and green lights intertwined and flowed.

The orange light, representing Strength energy, was the least. The gold light, representing Skill energy, was more abundant.

The most plentiful was the green light, representing Physique energy, which he couldn't absorb.

Chen Yan sighed softly. It seemed that upgrading the Saint Breaking Tree had the highest priority.

It was understandable that there was less Skill energy, as comprehending through memory in his mind would definitely not be as rapid as comprehending Origin Crystals.

However, as his understanding of the [Crimson Gang Body Tempering Canon] deepened, the speed at which he enhanced his own strength through it was increasing.

Even though the Physique energy couldn't be absorbed by the Saint Breaking Tree yet, Chen Yan's physique was undeniably becoming stronger.

With continuous comprehension of the [Crimson Gang Body Tempering Canon], Chen Yan's understanding of the Body Tempering path also deepened.

"I'll be going back to school in three days. I wonder how many Saint Breaking Fruits I can obtain in these few days."

A brilliant light appeared in Chen Yan's eyes.

The initial realm of the Body Tempering path was the Seventy-Two Mark Extreme Forging Realm.

Each of Skin, Tendons, Bones, and Strength accounted for eighteen marks.

In other words, the appearance of marks on the body was the true symbol of embarking on the martial path. Even though Chen Yan's Strength was already immense, he hadn't truly stepped onto the martial path yet.

But he had a faint feeling in his heart.

"Soon."

Chen Yan continued to cultivate, his gaze shifting slightly.

It seemed someone had come to his house. Although the sound was very faint, something that yesterday he might have only vaguely perceived, he could now distinguish it as footsteps.

Chen Yan walked into the courtyard and saw Hu Zeyuan tiptoeing along, carrying a gift box. Upon seeing Chen Yan, he suddenly called out enthusiastically:

"Xiao Yan, I'm here!"

Hu Zeyuan's face was beaming with a bright smile. Seeing Chen Yan, he wanted to rush forward and give him a tight hug, but Chen Yan's body was currently engorged with blood, his muscles conspicuously prominent due to practicing the breathing technique.

Suddenly, Hu Zeyuan was astonished and a little frightened.

He had seen Chen Yan before, and even a few days ago he hadn't been this robust. At a glance, he looked like a man-eating tiger, exuding immense authority.

He just stood there grinning foolishly:

"Xiao Yan, your uncle heard that you have the Town Martial Bonus assessment in a couple of days, so I bought you some supplements to try."

He jiggled the supplements in his hand, deliberately revealing the label stuck to the side.

[Zhen Hua Yang Yuan Liquid Suggested Retail Price: 3000]

Quite the expense.

Chen Yan's expression remained unfazed, he even felt like laughing.

Hu Zeyuan had indeed put some thought into it, deliberately acting like he didn't know the Town Martial Bonus selection spots had already been released, and that he was purely here to deliver gifts.

The key was, if I actually believed you, wouldn't that make me look stupid?

Chen Yan calmly said:

"The Town Martial Bonus has already been selected."

"Really?" Hu Zeyuan's eyes flickered, showing a look of surprise, and he said with annoyance:

"Then I... I'm late. But since I'm here..."

As Hu Zeyuan spoke, he handed over the gift in his hand, but Chen Yan continued:

"Since you're here, you can leave too."

If you can't find the book by its title, you can try searching for the author, maybe they just changed their name!

Hu Zeyuan froze in place, opened his mouth, and said with a bitter smile:

"Xiao Yan, I was indeed a bit harsh on you before, but I did borrow a thousand from your family when I was on my deathbed."

Chen Yan nodded and turned to walk inside:

"I certainly remember that."

Hu Zeyuan's face lit up with joy, but he saw Chen Yan continue:

"Next time Hu Yuan is on his deathbed, I will definitely lend you money." Chen Yan turned to face Hu Zeyuan, his eyes sharpening like a falcon's:

"I'll lend you two thousand!"

Hu Zeyuan walked out of the courtyard with a ashen face, only to hear a 'bang' as the courtyard gate behind him was slammed shut.

Humiliated to this extent, Hu Zeyuan pursed his lips, looking at the gift in his hand, ready to throw it down fiercely, but the next moment he couldn't bear to.

"What's so great about you?"

He muttered resentfully before leaving.

Inside the room, Chen Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"A drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring!"

He murmured to himself. Wang Yang had been kind to him, Luo Puxin had been kind to him.

How could he forget? He wanted to achieve success and elevate everyone who helped him.

This was one of his goals.

He was grateful for Hu Zeyuan lending him money, but Hu Zeyuan had trampled on the dignity of him and his father for a mere thousand yuan.

Because to Hu Zeyuan, to Xia Tong, to most people.

His dignity, Chen Yan's dignity, wasn't worth a thousand yuan.

In this world, everyone could think his dignity wasn't worth a thousand yuan, except...

Except for Chen Yan himself!

If he belittled himself, then what was the point of everything he was doing?

Training!

Chen Yan sat on the bed. Three days would be enough for him to become even stronger!

Luoshan County, Zhangni Township.

In a quiet courtyard, a bare-chested young man stood with his feet apart, as steady as a rock. Suddenly, he leaped up like an eagle pouncing on a rabbit, his arms spreading and waving, his fists whistling through the air.

"Very good."

A faint laugh sounded from over the courtyard wall. Luo Puxin, dressed in casual clothes, was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, watching the young man with satisfaction.

"Venerable Sir Luo." The young man retracted his fists and bowed respectfully to Luo Puxin.

"Zhang Mancang, your foundation is very poor, and you haven't awakened your Qi and Blood yet. But after my teachings these past few days, you indeed have great potential." Luo Puxin walked up to the young man and began to guide his movements.

The young man named Zhang Mancang wiped the sweat from his face and began to learn humbly, but there was a trace of guilt and fear in his eyes.

The rule for this Town Martial class was that all students who received the Town Martial Bonus would enter. However, the Chu Family had monopolized the spots and privately removed more than twenty people.

If Luo Puxin reported this matter, it wouldn't have a significant impact on the Chu Family.

His target was the deputy instructor of this Town Martial class, and the head of the Resource Department of the Luoshan County Town Martial Division, Chu Lan.

The spots for the Town Martial class were decided by Chu Lan. In their eyes, Luo Puxin was merely an externally appointed chief instructor with no real power.

Little did they know that Luo Puxin had come to Luoshan County precisely for them.

At the very least, through this matter, another one of the Chu Family's pawns in the Town Martial Division could be removed.

"On the day the Town Martial class is established, I will invite Bai Yuyue, the deputy head of the Military Martial Department of the Yunmeng Town Martial Division, to come. Everything will then depend on you."

Luo Puxin said as he guided Zhang Mancang, "When the time comes, you will challenge the Town Martial class with injustice. This matter will blow up completely. You will make an enemy of the Chu Family, but you will also gain the attention of myself and some people within the Town Martial Division."

Among the twenty people stripped of their Town Martial class, you are the strongest and have the greatest hope of awakening Qi and Blood in the short term."

Luo Puxin clapped Zhang Mancang on the shoulder, his voice full of hope:

"There are still a few days left. Try to awaken Qi and Blood during this time. I can tell you're close."

Zhang Mancang met Luo Puxin's gaze, his eyes flickering slightly before he respectfully bowed:

"Zhang Mancang will not let Venerable Sir Luo down!"

Luo Puxin nodded and chuckled:

"Good, good, good!"

He said this and left the courtyard.

Zhang Mancang stood in the yard, his gaze gradually becoming troubled, and soon he slumped dejectedly onto the ground.

Creeaak...

The courtyard gate was pushed open, and a man wearing clean clothes and gold-rimmed glasses walked into the courtyard.

"Venerable Sir Chu!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhang Mancang quickly bowed.

"Did Luo Puxin just leave?" The man with the gold-rimmed glasses carried himself with an imposing air. He was none other than Chu Lan of the Chu Family, whom Luo Puxin had targeted.

"Yes, he just left," Zhang Mancang replied, his eyes filled with bitterness.

"Heh heh." Chu Lan narrowed his eyes and then looked at Zhang Mancang:

"You did well. If you hadn't tipped us off, Luo Puxin might have actually succeeded in bringing me down."