Little Fortune

Lin Yi found some meat in his room and, after replenishing his blood and energy, prepared to practice martial arts in the courtyard.

He also manifested the divination text for the day.

[Know Heavenly Fate]

[Recent Fortune: Small Auspice]

[Small Auspice: An unexpected windfall.]

Lin Yi glanced at the day's divination.

He raised an eyebrow but didn't pay it much mind.

In the past, such small auspicious windfalls were not rare, usually amounting to no more than ten or twenty taels of silver.

It wasn't a large sum, but it wasn't insignificant either.

Lin Yi didn't dwell on it.

With his breakthrough to becoming a martial artist imminent, he didn't want to waste too much time.

Once he became a martial artist and held that title, the Black Wind Gang would be wary, and his family would be safe.

He would have no more worries.

Knock, knock, knock!

A knocking sound echoed.

Lin Yi frowned. With his keen senses, he could vaguely hear that the commotion outside was unusual and involved a large number of people.

Lin Yi opened the door.

Dozens of men dressed in luxurious brocade robes, who appeared to be of significant status, came into view.

Behind each man stood several sturdy fellows dressed as servants, carrying dozens of vermilion-lacquered wooden chests, standing before the door.

Lin Yi scrutinized the group, roughly guessing what was happening.

Xiao Dong had become Master Yuan's inner-chamber disciple, his status rising to the heavens overnight. Coupled with his innate destiny, such a setup meant he would sooner or later become a master of the martial path.

He was currently still in the early stages.

These people had come to offer congratulatory gifts.

For Xiao Dong, this could be considered help in his time of need.

For Master Yuan, such a grand display also added prestige to him and the martial arts school.

The crowd saw Lin Yi, and the previously noisy, disorderly chatter came to a sudden halt.

Such temperament, such appearance!

And he looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

That was it.

This was definitely Master Yuan's newly accepted disciple.

Hah, that blind messenger servant actually said he had a "plain appearance, ordinary temperament, and was fifteen years old."

Except for the age, everything was wrong.

This appearance wasn't plain; it was calm, a look of profound stillness like a deep pool or a towering mountain.

This temperament wasn't ordinary; it was extraordinary, like a dragon among men, a jade tree in the wind, with a face as handsome as polished jade!

"I am Jia Quangui of the Jia Mansion."

"You must be Master Yuan's esteemed disciple, Young Master Xiao, right?!"

The middle-aged man in the lead stepped forward quickly, his smile becoming even more amiable as he reached out to shake Lin Yi's hand.

Lin Yi felt something appear in his palm and, realizing what it was, looked down.

A fifty-tael silver banknote had appeared in his hand.

Fifty taels of silver right off the bat!

Damn, they're really eager!

Lin Yi kept his expression unchanged and tucked the banknote into his sleeve.

Free money—it would be a waste not to take it.

The others saw this, and their hearts sank slightly.

Damn it!

We were too slow!

Lin Yi simultaneously pulled back slightly from the middle-aged man and said, "I am not Xiao Dong. Xiao Dong has not returned yet."

The atmosphere of the entire scene froze.

"Pfft!"

A sudden snort of laughter erupted from the crowd.

Member Jia's originally amiable expression froze instantly. He stared blankly at Lin Yi and said:

"That silver..."

Lin Yi looked surprised.

"Silver? What silver?"

"Could it be that this member lost silver in front of this courtyard?"

"Then you really must search carefully. With so many congratulatory gifts here, if Xiao Dong returns and they get mixed in, who would be able to tell if the money was lost by you, Member, or if it was a gift from another member..."

Member Jia's face turned awkward. He wiped away cold sweat; although his heart ached, he could not afford to lose face, so he forced a smile and said, "No money lost, no money lost..."

Lin Yi nodded with peace of mind, feeling no shame in his heart.

[Know Heavenly Fate] had already predicted that he would receive a windfall.

In other words, this money was originally his.

The other party had merely been keeping it safe for him for a while.

Was it not only right for his own money to return to his own hands?

Member Jia's expression returned to normal. He stepped forward and asked, "This young master, do you happen to know when Young Master Xiao will return?"

Lin Yi shook his head.

"I do not know yet. You all may simply wait here."

Having said that, he ignored the crowd and turned to re-enter the courtyard.

As his gaze swept over the bustling throng of people, Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of regret.

There were too many people here today; it seemed he wouldn't be able to practice martial arts in the courtyard.

However, feeling the silver notes inside his sleeve, Lin Yi felt happy again.

Returning to his room, Lin Yi tidied up his things briefly and prepared to take a detour through the side gate to head to a quiet place for cultivation.

Just as he stepped out of the room.

Outside the courtyard, the already noisy crowd suddenly became even more boisterous.

"Master Yuan!"

The crowd exclaimed in surprise.

"These must be Master Yuan's top disciples; they are truly all graceful and elegant."

"This must be Young Master Xiao! He is truly a man of talent!"

"Congratulations to Master Yuan on gaining such beloved disciples. I am Zhen Baoyu of the Zhen Estate. This is the congratulatory gift from our Zhen Estate for Master Yuan's disciple: a ten-jin Treasure Fish—a Congratulatory Lion Catfish!"

"Master Yuan, Young Master Xiao, our Ming Estate also has a treasure to offer. This is an inner soft armor sewn from silk spun by the rare insect—Golden Silk Nan Silkworm—combined with meteorite iron..."

"Young Master Xiao, this is a famous steed my men happened to buy in the Western Regions, known as the Cloud-Treading Crow. As the saying goes, a good horse for a hero..."

Various treasures were presented outside the courtyard in a dazzling display, like a waiter reciting a menu.

"Tsk..."

"These local squires are unexpectedly generous..."

Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a bit envious.

Thinking of himself, he had previously had to kill and commit arson just to get a three or four-jin Treasure Fish.

After Xiao Dong awakened his life-fate, all sorts of heaven-sent treasures were practically being delivered to his doorstep.

Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a bit unbalanced.

But this thought was quickly suppressed.

He opened the door.

The first thing that met his eyes was Xiao Dong's face, which was beaming with a bright, proud smile, clearly flattered by all the treasures.

When Xiao Dong saw Lin Yi, his expression instantly stiffened.

Lin Yi remained the same as always.

His figure was calm, standing like a deep pool or a towering mountain, exceptionally handsome.

Yet, Xiao Dong felt an indescribable awkwardness and guilt.

It even carried a hint of unknown resentment...

"Yi... Brother Yi..." Xiao Dong's lips moved, and he called out subconsciously.

Before Lin Yi could reply.

A sharp voice instantly interrupted Xiao Dong.

"What do you mean, Brother Yi!"

"Junior Brother Xiao, this is not right! A martial arts school cannot be without rules. Within the school, you must address people according to their status!"

"You are Master's inner disciple. Besides us, you are the senior brother to everyone else in the school..."

Lin Yi frowned slightly and looked at the newcomer.

He wore a black, form-fitting robe, had high cheekbones, slanted eyes with the whites showing at the bottom, a hooked nose, thin lips, and a square jaw.

His appearance wasn't handsome, but he carried a sharp aura that made him unforgettable and impossible to ignore at first glance.

Lin Yi recognized the man.

He was Master Yuan's second disciple, named Bai Suo.

Bai Suo came to Xiao Dong's side, placed a hand on his shoulder, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Junior Brother Xiao, recognize your status. You are Master's inner disciple..."

Xiao Dong looked at Lin Yi and finally stammered out:

"Junior Brother Lin..."

Xiao Dong's expression was awkward, showing a hint of reluctance.

But Lin Yi clearly saw the suppressed glee in Xiao Dong's eyes...

It was somewhat in line with this destiny, [Blood Sable Drinks Poison].

"Mm..." Lin Yi responded with a casual hum.

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