Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 47: Secret List

Due to Ye Qingshi's personal privacy, Fang Can felt a little embarrassed to break into her boudoir.

So throughout the night, Fang Can sat cross-legged at the other party's door and practiced.

After taking drugs, the two are superimposed. Although it cannot reach the effect of 1+1 equals 2, it is still no problem to reach 1.7.

Feeling that his recent aptitude was increasing again, Fang Can practiced with greater enthusiasm.

Of course, while practicing, some things related to qualifications also came to his mind.

"Miss Ye's sleep quality doesn't seem to be very good tonight." Fang Can sat cross-legged at the door and made a judgment in his mind.

As Ye Qingshi's signal receiver, he could clearly feel the impact of Ye Qingshi's movement on his own qualifications.

The accuracy of this determination is at the centimeter level.

Standing at the door, he could clearly feel that the other party had been tossing and turning all night, rolling on the bed, causing the signal to weaken.

"Is this scoundrel just staying at my door?"

In the girl's boudoir, as the lights inside the room went out, under the moonlight outside, Ye Qingshi could clearly see a dark shadow sitting cross-legged at the door of the room.

Seeing such a dark shadow on the door, no matter whether it is a ghost or a human, who can bear it?

When Ye Qingshi thought of Fang Can standing at the door, she couldn't sleep at all during the long night.

I frequently tossed and turned in bed, glancing at the door from time to time, wanting to know when the other person would leave.

But to her disappointment, the figure remained sitting there motionless the entire time. Fang Can did not move at all until she could no longer sustain her energy and fell asleep.

During the long night, Fang Can's body condensed into one piece. While practicing the Golden Body Technique of Subduing Tigers and Dragons, he also did not neglect the improvement of the degree of alienation of his flesh and blood. Instead, he made progress at the same time.

As the sun rose high the next day, Fang Can's strength increased visibly after a night of wasted time.

Description column:
Flesh and blood alienation: 15%

Subduing the Tiger and Subduing the Dragon: 35 vibrations per breath

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Such progress is not the result of his full efforts in cultivating his body. He only needs two more days to try to break through the second level of the Xuanguan.

"At this rate, I will be able to push my physical strength to the highest level of the Transcendent Body, the tenth level of the Mysterious Gate, within two months." Fang Can silently estimated in his heart.

Of course, the premise of all this is that he can stay with Miss Ye like a burden every day for the next two months.

Think about it, the scene is too beautiful. Not only will it damage the other party's reputation, but I am a refugee and won't stay here for long.

As he was thinking silently, the door behind him creaked open and Ye Qingshi walked out of the house with a haggard look on her face.

Watching the young monk sitting cross-legged like he was in a trance, the girl suppressed the urge to yell and curse, muttering in her heart: "We must get this scoundrel out. It's really disrespectful for him to guard my daughter's door all night."

With such a weird mood, the girl just wanted to go out for a walk, but she felt a chill on her back, and a ghostly guy was already following her from behind.

"Ah!!!" Ye Qingshi said madly, "Can you not follow me? There are so many people in this town, and I'm not the only one who looks good. And if you want to find beauty, why don't you look in the mirror? If all else fails, ask those actors to put on some makeup for you. Maybe you'll be better than me."

The words came out like a string of cannonballs, venting the resentment that had accumulated over the night. Ye Qingshi then saw Fang Can say innocently, "Only Miss Ye is special. There is no replacement for the time being." "Damn it..." Ye Qingshi gritted her teeth in anger, but after a cold snort, she chose to leave, letting Fang Can stick to her like a dog-skin plaster.

But she couldn't hold it in any longer, because in the distance, Yan Zhi was already pushing a wheelchair over with a flattering smile: "Master Fang, here's what you asked us to find yesterday."

Fang Can smiled and thanked him: "Excuse me, can I ask you for a favor next?"

"Of course there is no problem. As long as Young Master Fang opens his mouth, I will go through fire and water for you." Yan Zhi patted his chest.

"It's not that dangerous, but it might be a little troublesome." Fang Can said as he sat directly on the wheelchair and pointed at Ye Qingshi who was stunned not far away.
"Can you push me and follow Miss Ye? Wherever Miss Ye goes, I will go. It's best not to go too far away."

"Ah... this..." Yan Zhi looked at Fang Can in a daze. He didn't expect that the other party would have this idea.

With speculation, he leaned close to Fang Can's ear and whispered, "Master Fang, if you like Junior Sister Ye, you should try another approach. Keep pestering her may backfire."

Too lazy to explain again what he had said to fool Ye Qingshi, Fang Can raised his eyes and asked, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"No, no, since Master Fang insists, I can only obey."

Yan Zhi looked at Fang Can with helplessness in his heart. In his heart, he already regarded Fang Can as an ignorant boy who liked a girl for the first time but had no experience and could only simply show his affection.

Thinking of the discussion with the owner yesterday, Yan Zhi sighed in his heart: "Alas, young people don't understand the taste of sorrow, and they need an old man like me to give them advice."

Thinking of a countermeasure in his mind, Yan Zhi slowly pushed Fang Can to follow behind Ye Qingshi, and then saw the girl coldly walking back into the house without saying a word.

After all, going out like this can be called performance art.

Looking at the girl sitting back in her room, Yan Zhi lowered his head to look at the young man who was resting with his eyes closed but actually practicing hard, and a deep sense of helplessness welled up in his heart.

Suddenly, he said, "Master Fang, the Tianji Tower should have published the list this morning. Do you want to take a look at the list?"

"Tianji Tower?" Fang Can, who had just arrived in this world, muttered in his heart, as if Jiang Ning'an had also mentioned this organization at the beginning.

Looking at Yan Zhi, Fang Can was embarrassed to ask what the Heavenly Secret List was. He bid ten taels of silver and said indifferently, "Then please buy me a copy of the Heavenly Secret List. No need to give me the change for the extra one."

"Young master, it is my duty to serve you. I just hope you can give me some advice on martial arts." Yan Zhi took the silver with a smile and ran away.

With some thoughts in mind, Fang Can gently knocked on Ye Qingshi's door.

"What?" The girl opened the door unhappily.

"Miss Ye, do you know what the Tianji List is?" Fang Can asked seriously.

His intuition told him that this Tianji List seemed a little unusual, so he went directly to Ye Qingshi, who didn't know martial arts, to find out.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who doesn't know the secrets of heaven..." Halfway through, the girl stared at Fang Can's face and asked in surprise: "You don't know what the Heavenly Secret List is, do you?"

"I know." Fang Can replied immediately.

"Then tell me what the Heavenly Secret List is."

Fang Can: …

Looking at the silent Fang Can, the corners of Ye Qingshi's bright face slowly raised to a degree that could not be suppressed.

(End of this chapter)