Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 41: Resident Genius State

"The money is a little bit low..."

In Xianyun County, dozens of kilometers away from Yanggu County, Fang Can checked into a room at an inn late at night and fell into deep thought as he looked at the three taels of silver he had left.

According to the purchasing power of this world, these three taels of silver are enough for an ordinary person to live frugally for half a month.

But for someone like him who travels all over the world, the money he gets from staying in the inn for these days is not enough.

"I should have brought some gold with me when I traveled through time. I don't know when I will be able to return." Fang Can sighed and fell on the bed in the guest room, pulling out a stack of bills from his shirt.

This is a token of allegiance from all major forces within a hundred miles to the Husha Sect. With this thing, they can go to the martial arts gym to collect protection fees every month.

Fang Can kept flipping through the bills and, based on the map in his mind, marked the force that would come to ask for money next.

According to the date when the money was required, Fang Can picked out three bills: Lieyang Martial Arts School, Qingyan Cottage, and Heishi Casino.

As long as he brings the receipt to the door, he can earn at least 300 taels of silver tomorrow, so he won't have to worry about money for a year. The next step is to run away with the money and wander around the world.

"I heard that Senior Jiang's Jiejian Mountain is in Liangzhou, which is a bit far away. Do you want to go to her?"

Fang Can lay leisurely on the bed with his legs crossed, his mind full of random thoughts.

But then he recalled that the other party recommended him to undergo an egg replacement surgery and subconsciously rejected the idea.

Looking out the window at the twinkling stars, Fang Can's consciousness gradually became dim and he gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Lying on the bed in the guest room, Fang Can took only a short nap for two hours, and then he felt a chill rising from the back of his head.

Almost instantly, this extremely familiar feeling made him jump up suddenly. He tightly grasped the Longquan sword leaning beside him in his right hand and glanced around like a furious Hajime.

Fang Can was very familiar with this cold feeling. It was his natural talent that was showing signs of turning from bad to good. This meant that there was definitely someone who was a threat to him and wanted to harm him secretly.

"Where are the enemies?" Fang Can looked around, drew his sword and looked around in confusion.

After calming down, he sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and felt the change from bad to good.

He realized that his superpowers had indeed been triggered, but unlike in the past, they were not released in a short and intense manner. Instead, his abilities were maintained at a very stable level for continuous output.

"Is it because Ji Tailai felt that the thing in the dark might pose a threat to me, but it was unlikely to pose a threat to me, so he symbolically improved my qualifications a little bit?" Fang Can guessed.

According to the panel comparison, Fang Can found that compared to the dozens of times increase in qualifications after taking arsenic, his qualifications are now maintained at about three times the normal level, which means there is a small risk of being tripped and falling while walking.

But although the improvement is small, it is stable and his normal triple talent makes him a little genius at all times.

Since the danger judged by the superpowers was not too great, Fang Can no longer cared about him. After all, there was a guy who was not a threat to him watching over him and he could improve his qualifications for free, which was not a bad thing.

When it really pops out, just press it to death.

He looked up at the sky outside the window. It was just getting light at this moment. The weak sunlight shone on his body, continuously charging his cells.

He was no longer sleepy at the moment, so he simply took his luggage and went to collect the debt. As for the first target, it was naturally the Lieyang Martial Arts School which was the closest to here.

Fang Can, with short hair and a long sword on his back, passed by the crowd of people who got up early in the morning. After leaving the Tiger Demon Sect, the proportion of warriors around him decreased a lot.

Among the eighty or ninety people he met, only a few had steady steps and were full of energy, and he had never seen anyone who had passed the first level of Xuanguan. After all, martial arts training requires idealism, and a martial artist with good qualifications has to practice hard for two years to barely reach the first level of Xuanguan.

But this state is not stable and can rise and fall depending on one’s state of mind.

Most people practice martial arts in order to get ahead.

But during the day, he had to work hard on the farm and was scolded by his boss, which made him very angry. Even if he was self-disciplined at night, his severe depression would only affect his martial arts practice, and he would get half the result with twice the effort.

Therefore, unless you are from a wealthy family, you will not even have the opportunity to practice martial arts. If your life is unhappy, it will be difficult to overcome the hurdle of practicing martial arts.

Facing the morning glow, Fang Can came to the gate of Lieyang Martial Arts School. Looking up at the vigorous and powerful characters engraved on the plaque, Fang Can nodded slightly.

"Excuse me, brother, what brings you to Lieyang Martial Arts School?" The guard stepped forward and asked at the entrance of the martial arts school.

As he spoke, he looked at Fang Can. Both his clothes and the sword on his back did not seem like those of an ordinary person, which made him speak in a polite tone when asking questions.

Fang Can didn't waste any time, he took out the receipt and showed it to me, "I'm from Hushamen."

Hearing about the Tiger Demon Gate, the guard's polite tone lowered again, and he bowed respectfully and said:
"Please wait a moment, my dear guest. I will go and inform the owner right away."

Looking at the guard who hurriedly ran to report, Fang Can also felt that his attitude was a bit exaggerated.

But then he saw the guard at the side grabbing a chair and placing it behind Fang Can, saying flatteringly: "Dear guest, please take a seat. He will be back in less than an incense stick."

Fang Can: “…Oh, you’re welcome.”

The guard was flattered and waved his hands, saying, "What are you talking about, my dear guest? This is what we should do."

Inside the martial arts hall, the guard who brought the news trotted into the meeting room and reported to the current hall owner, Ye Yonglie: "Master, the Tiger Demon Sect is here to collect rent."

"Oh?" Ye Yonglie, who had just woken up, tilted his head slightly and asked in confusion: "Why are you here so early today? Don't you usually come at twilight hour in the past?"

"I'm not sure. Besides, the one who came here is different from the previous disciple. This one is a new disciple that I haven't seen before."

"New disciple?" Ye Yonglie frowned slightly. "Did this disciple say how much he wanted to receive this time? 500 taels or 1000 taels?"

"No." The guard scratched his head and said, "But I see he is young, he should have just graduated from the martial arts hall and has little experience, so he might ask for less."

"It's hard to say." Ye Yonglie felt that the matter was a bit difficult to handle. After thinking for a while, he said, "Please come in first."

"Okay, sir."

Watching the guard's back as he trotted out, Ye Yonglie sat on the armchair and waited patiently.

It didn't take long before Yonglie came to greet a young man with an imposing manner, led by the guards:

"As expected, heroes emerge from youth. I am Ye Yonglie, the current owner of Lieyang Pavilion. I have seen another young talent from the Tiger Demon Sect. May I ask your name?"

"You can call me Fang Can. You should understand the meaning of my coming here this time." Fang Can smiled and took out the bill from his pocket.

"Oh, of course no problem." Ye Yonglie smiled and took out a purse and stuffed it into Fang Can's hand: "This is a little gift from me."

(End of this chapter)