Ninefold Thunder Saber

When Ning Yue walked into the martial arts hall, he found many people staring at him and whispering to one another. He had no idea what they were saying.

He listened carefully.

He pricked up his ears.

He couldn't hear a thing.

His cultivation realm was still too low. He couldn't even hear clearly when he tried to eavesdrop.

"Senior sister, may I ask what the requirements are for learning the Ninefold Thunder Saber?" Ning Yue asked again.

"My name is Zhang Chun, and I'm a receptionist at the Thunder Martial Arts Hall." The woman, with graceful curves, an innocent face, and half her navel exposed, smiled. "You can call me Xiao Chun."

"Okay, Sister Xiao Chun." After addressing her that way, Ning Yue couldn't help feeling that it sounded strange.

"Our Thunder Martial Arts Hall has a long history. It was established not long after the spiritual energy revival and has stood strong for more than three hundred years. Do you know why?" Rather than answer directly, Zhang Chun launched into a sales pitch.

"Mm, oh, ah." Ning Yue was utterly bewildered and speechless. I don't want to answer.

"It seems you don't know either. Then let me tell you all about it." Zhang Chun lightly brushed her hair aside, looking unexpectedly captivating for a moment.

"Sister Xiao Chun, I can learn about that later. Where do I pay the tuition?" Ning Yue asked, pulling out his phone.

"We can talk about the history later. How many months of tuition do you want to pay? Do you need a professional instructor? Would you like to join our martial arts hall and become an insider?" After saying that, Zhang Chun led Ning Yue to the front desk.

On the way, Zhang Chun finally told Ning Yue the requirements for learning the Ninefold Thunder Saber.

Just as Ning Yue had found online, he only needed to pay one month's tuition to learn the Ninefold Thunder Saber.

The only difference was that he could only learn the first level, not the complete art.

The first level was already enough to meet Ning Yue's current needs.

After completing the paperwork, he saw that ten thousand yuan had been deducted and felt a pang of pain.

That was without a professional instructor. If he needed one in the future, he would have to pay by the lesson. Each lesson lasted two hours and cost twenty thousand yuan.

Ning Yue hadn't considered any of that.

The reason he had saved today's simulation attempt was that he planned to choose an option related to martial arts insights after the simulation.

After several simulations, he had noticed a pattern that wasn't quite a pattern: for a while after each simulation, his mind became more active.

More precisely, it was like an opportunity for sudden enlightenment. That was also why his Basic Body Tempering Art had advanced by leaps and bounds; he hadn't obtained an option that increased his comprehension.

After Ning Yue received the manual for the first level of the Ninefold Thunder Saber, he flipped through it briefly.

He recognized every word.

Put them together, and he was completely lost.

"Little brother, can you understand it?" Zhang Chun asked curiously.

She had seen how quickly Ning Yue flipped through it and already knew he couldn't understand a thing. It was precisely because he couldn't understand it that Zhang Chun asked.

Otherwise, how had she gotten the title Little Demon?

"You guess!" Ning Yue said with a faint smile.

"I won't guess. I'll just tell you a secret. I once said I'd marry whoever managed to master the Ninefold Thunder Saber. Little brother, do your best!"

With that, Zhang Chun turned and ran off, her face slightly red, without waiting for Ning Yue to reply.

She looked as shy as someone who had just confessed to her beloved.

"Another rival!"

"If I master it, I'll gain both wealth and beauty, holding Little Demon in my arms and the Thunder Martial Way Hall in my hands. This life will have been worth it."

"Little Demon is mine. Don't fight me for her. I feel like I'm about to master it."

As soon as Little Demon left, Ning Yue heard some voices. He turned to look and saw a bunch of sleazy middle-aged men.

He had no time to inquire about other people's affairs and asked the front desk for a spacious, empty lounge.

He planned to complete today's life simulation there.

That cost him another five hundred yuan.

So expensive!