Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Ning Yao left with Chen Ping'an.

Liu Xianyang and Chen Ping'an did not hide their conversation from her.

She could roughly tell that something was wrong.

Since we're just killing time anyway, we might as well go and find out what's going on with Chen Ping'an.

"Could it be that Liu Xianyang was under real personal threat at the blacksmith shop, which forced him to sell that dark blue wart armor? For example, could there be henchmen from the four clans and ten families hiding in the shop who secretly taught Liu Xianyang a lesson?" Ning Yao proposed a hypothesis.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No, Liu Xianyang is definitely not the kind of person who would bow down and admit defeat if threatened. When I first met him, even though he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by those people from Fulu Street, he didn't say a word of surrender. He just kept enduring it and was almost beaten to death. Over the years, Liu Xianyang's personality has not changed."

Ning Yao retorted, "Young people are full of vigor and courage, and they value promises over life and death. In fact, there is no shortage of wandering knights in the alleys. I have seen many of them with my own eyes along the way. However, when faced with great profit and a different kind of temptation, the result may be completely different."

Chen Ping'an shook his head again: "Liu Xianyang won't become a spendthrift just because an outsider gives him something. He has a deep affection for his grandfather. Unless it's really as he said, his grandfather told him before he died that the armor can be sold, but not cheaply, and that the sword manual must stay in the Liu family and be passed down to future generations."

Having said all that, further questioning would only annoy people, so Ning Yao wisely stopped.

Not long after the two returned to Liu Xianyang's house, someone knocked on the gate. Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao exchanged a glance and went to open the door.

The person knocking on the door was none other than Lu Zhengchun, the eldest son of the Lu family on Fulu Street. At this moment, he was bowing and scraping, completely lacking the arrogant demeanor he once had.
“You’re Liu Xianyang’s friend, Chen Ping’an, right? We’re here to move boxes. Liu Xianyang should have already informed you. So please accept this bag of money without worry. Besides, everything our lady promised Liu Xianyang will be delivered to him without fail in the future.”

"I remember you have a younger brother. Where is he?" Chen Ping'an asked calmly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhengchun's eyes revealed sadness and fear.

Chen Ping'an understood.

"Why should Immortal Chen concern himself with such mundane matters?" The elegant and graceful woman walked into the courtyard and bowed to Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao.

The Xu family of Qingfeng City was no small sect; the head of the Xu family was also...

Russell's identity was just like Ruan Qiong's, practically an open secret.

Chen Ping'an's identity as a direct disciple of the Great Sword Immortal had long been noticed by various forces.

"Since I have already reached a deal with Liu Xianyang, this bag of gold and copper coins, along with the many details that follow, although not equal, is enough for Liu Xianyang. Of course, if Chen Xiaojianxian insists on obstructing us, I will not force him."

This is what Mrs. Xu said.

Instead of adopting the attitude of a hermit as they would towards others, they treated Chen Ping'an as an equal, or even a higher, person.

Chen Ping'an frowned, took the bag of money, but did not immediately move aside.

"not enough."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Xu not only did not find it inappropriate, but also breathed a sigh of relief.

If that's not enough, then the deal can still proceed.

Frankly speaking, if Chen Ping'an insisted on not doing so, there was nothing she could do.

After all, no one wants a sword aura to suddenly fall from the sky above their family's territory.

"Please speak, Chen Xiaojianxian."

“My master said that this treasure armor has an extraordinary origin,” Chen Ping’an started with Russell, emphasizing that he had a powerful backer: “From now on, for the next hundred years, the Xu family of Qingfeng City will have to give Liu Xianyang 30% of their profits every year.”

Whether Russell actually said that is not important.

If you really want to ask, he can have Russell say something first.

"This..." Mrs. Xu hesitated. A 30% profit every year for the next hundred years is an astronomical figure.

Originally, I thought that Chen Ping'an was still young, so even if he asked for an exorbitant amount, it wouldn't be too much. But I didn't expect his appetite to be so big.

If they really agree, then it will truly be as she said: the Xu family will make a small profit while Liu Xianyang will not lose out.

However, if they did not agree, the Xu family's trip to Lizhu Cave Heaven would have been in vain.

As expected of a disciple of the Sword Immortal, his insight is indeed shrewd.

"I accept this deal. I will go back and draft a new contract."

After saying this, Madam Xu left with Lu Zhengchun and two servants.

"What's so special about this armor?" Ning Yao whispered in Chen Ping'an's ear after Madam Xu had completely disappeared from sight.

"How would I know?" Chen Ping'an's eyes curved into a smile, a sly grin spreading across his face. "I was just kidding her."

As everyone knows, medicine is a profound and complex field. He not only studied medicine and practiced swordsmanship, but also had to find time to accompany Xiuxiu and travel around with Liu Xianyang. He had no time to care about anything else.

He said this only to test the woman, seeing how much she cared about the precious armor.

Even if it's a bad trial, it doesn't matter. Twenty-five gold-refined copper coins, it's a wonder she could offer such a price.

"Chen Ping'an, you're really wicked." Ning Yao exclaimed in amazement, as if she were seeing Chen Ping'an for the first time.

"That's called resourcefulness," Chen Ping'an coughed, defending himself.

Now that they had renegotiated the terms of the deal, the two turned back to find Liu Xianyang.

Right there on that covered bridge spanning the stream, a tall young man lay in a pool of blood, his body convulsing and constantly vomiting blood.

At the steps at the north end of the covered bridge, a crowd of people were gathered, discussing the scene. They watched the commotion from afar, but dared not approach the boy, fearing they might get into trouble.

Two people walked quickly into the covered bridge. The man squatted down, took the boy's wrist to feel his pulse, and his expression became increasingly grave.

Ruan Xiu was filled with hatred and gritted her teeth, saying, "He smashed his chest with one punch! What a ruthless method! Father! You just stood by and watched Liu Xianyang be beaten to death like that? Liu Xianyang was your half-disciple!"

Ruan Qiong did not loosen his grip on the boy's wrist, a hint of thunderous rage flashing between his brows: "How could I have known that the dignified Zhengyang Mountain would be so unruly this time?"

Ruan Xiu gritted her teeth and said directly, "I'm going to find Chen Ping'an."

This time, Ruan Qiong did not stop him.

Before Ruan Xiu could take two steps, she saw Chen Ping'an leading Ning Yao towards her from the end of the road.

From afar, when Chen Ping'an saw Ruan Xiu's expression, he sensed that something was wrong.

He rushed forward and saw Liu Xianyang lying on the covered bridge.

"Chen Ping'an, I think I'm going to die."

When Liu Xianyang saw Chen Ping'an, he seemed to suddenly regain some energy. He grabbed Chen Ping'an's hand, tried to force a smile, and said haltingly, "That old bastard... his punches were really strong... He wanted to buy my... my sword manual, but I didn't want to sell it, so he... he said he was going to kill you. I wasn't comfortable with that... so I chased after him, and that old bastard punched me. It hurt a bit..."

Chen Ping'an lowered his head, gently wiped the blood from the corner of Liu Xianyang's mouth, and said softly without expression, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, believe me, don't talk, I can heal you, you won't die."

"You... your medical skills... you... don't kid me..."

"Why am I teasing you?" Chen Ping'an raised his hand and gently tapped Liu Xianyang's forehead.

The next moment, Liu Xianyang fell into a peaceful sleep.

Seeing this, Ruan Qiong also began waving to drive away the other onlookers on the covered bridge.

Chen Ping'an's hands were very steady. He unbuttoned Liu Xianyang's clothes, released his own aura, wrapped the area in his clothes, took out the silver needles he always carried, and began to sew and mend.

The Mountain-Moving Ape's punch not only pierced Liu Xianyang's chest, but also injured his tendons and internal organs.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an was extremely grateful that he had chosen to become a healer when he chose the path of cultivation.

All magical arts are forbidden in this land, but healers follow the principles of nature to reverse the course of life and death.

Using his own qi and blood, Chen Ping'an stitched up Liu Xianyang's shattered meridians and organs in about half an hour.

After finishing all this, Chen Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at Ruan Xiu: "Xiu Xiu."

“Mm.” Ruan Xiu nodded.

"You and Master Ruan take Liu Xianyang back first, I'm going to Fulu Street."

The mountain-moving ape settled in Zhengyang Mountain.

“I’ll go with you.” Ruan Xiu knew that Chen Ping’an wanted to seek revenge on the Mountain-Moving Ape, and she couldn’t just stand by and watch.

Even though the Mountain-Moving Ape's Nascent Soul Realm cultivation is currently suppressed by the rules of the Lizhu Cave Heaven, it is still something that Chen Ping'an cannot contend with.

Ruan Qiong opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

He was reluctant to admit Chen Ping'an's excellence, but it was the truth.

If he were to speak up and try to stop this, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

“I’ll go too,” Ning Yao said from the side.

In her view, Chen Ping'an couldn't fight; he was her underling. Since her underling was seeking revenge, she, as the boss, had to lend a hand.

Chen Ping'an nodded without refusing, but asked Ning Yao and Ruan Xiu to wait for him in the woods.

He first went to Ping An Shop, took two wood carvings from the shop, and headed straight for Fulu Street.

The laws of this world exert a suppressive effect, and the higher the cultivation level, the greater the pressure experienced by cultivators below the thirteenth realm, whether they are Qi cultivators or pure martial artists.

The same applies to Song Changjing and the Mountain-Moving Ape.

A battle between a Nascent Soul cultivator and a Dragon Gate cultivator—something that seems like a fantasy in the outside world—may not be impossible in this world.

This time, Chen Ping'an did not intend to seek Russell's help before being forced into a desperate situation.

Killing Liu Zhimao a few days ago by taking advantage of the situation and killing the Mountain-Moving Ape this time are two different things. It is only natural to borrow the master's power for some things, but he has to do some things himself.

Of course, if you really encounter a life-threatening situation, that's another story.

In front of the Li family's gate on Fulu Street.

Chen Ping stood quietly like a pine tree, a faint golden vertical line quietly splitting open between his brows. His gaze pierced through the layers of courtyard walls, locking onto the burly and fierce figure inside the Li family's courtyard.

Then, the bow was drawn to its fullest extent, and the arrow tip was pointed into the distance.

"Whoosh!—"

The arrow left the bowstring with a sharp bang, transforming into a black line that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Inside the courtyard, the Mountain-Moving Ape was talking to the little girl Tao Zi when he suddenly felt a sense of alarm. A sharp and incomparable killing intent locked onto him from the horizon! He turned his head sharply and saw a cold glint rapidly enlarging in his pupils!

"Hmm?" The mountain-moving ape frowned, its thick arm instinctively pulling Tao Zi behind it, while its other large, black-haired hand reached out with lightning speed and grabbed the oncoming arrow with perfect precision.

The air-tearing energy swirling around the arrow was suddenly dissipated with a muffled "poof" as he gripped it tightly with his five fingers. The arrow shaft was firmly held in his palm, and the enormous impact only caused his arm to pause slightly.

A small piece of white cloth was tied to the end of the arrow, on which were written four large, blood-stained, and menacing characters: “Old Ape is about to die!”
"What happened?" Tao Zi asked calmly, her expression unchanged.

The Mountain-Moving Ape grinned at the four characters, revealing a set of fangs: "Nothing much, just a stupid little bug that's come for revenge. Miss, stay put, this old servant will be right back."

He casually crushed the arrow into powder and strode towards the gate of the mansion, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Outside the Li family's gate, Chen Ping'an saw the burly figure appear. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran wildly towards the edge of the town. He was extremely fast, and his figure disappeared into the distance in a few flashes through the alleyways.

The Mountain-Moving Ape grinned maliciously, its legs straining to shatter the bricks and stones on the ground. Its massive body displayed an astonishing speed that belied its size, relentlessly pursuing the ape.

The two of them, one after the other, quickly rushed out of the town and arrived at a rather dense bamboo forest. Chen Ping'an's figure suddenly stopped in an open space.

The mountain-moving ape also stopped, looked around, and found the bamboo forest quiet and secluded, with no one else around except for the rustling of the bamboo leaves in the wind: "Kid, are you all alone?"

Chen Pingan turned around, his face ashen, and asked directly, "Why did you try to kill Liu Xianyang?"

The Mountain-Moving Ape sneered as if it had heard a ridiculous question: "An insignificant ant, blocking the way and getting in the way, is killed. Do I need a reason? What can I do about it?"

There are many reasons to kill Liu Xianyang, such as Liu Xianyang refusing to sell him the sword manual, or Liu Xianyang's natal porcelain already being bought by Fenglei Garden.

But he didn't need to explain to Chen Ping'an.

Seeing Chen Ping'an's face darken, the Mountain-Moving Ape continued in a sinister tone, "However, it's quite a coincidence that you came here to provoke me. I can't just kill you outright, but I'll teach you a lesson. I'm sure even your master won't cause trouble for Zhengyang Mountain!"

Chen Ping'an slowly assumed a boxing stance, the starting position of the battlefield boxing technique taught by Ning Yao. His blood and qi began to surge, emitting a faint rumbling sound like a flowing river. He calmly said, "You can try it."

The Mountain-Moving Ape roared and, without further ado, charged toward Chen Ping'an with its massive body like a small mountain. Its millstone-sized fist, accompanied by a fierce wind that tore through the air, slammed down on his head.

Chen Ping'an neither dodged nor avoided. He rooted himself to the ground, twisted his waist and thrust his shoulder forward, delivering a simple and unadorned advancing punch to meet the Mountain Moving Ape head-on.

Magic is forbidden here. The Mountain-Moving Ape has a strong physical body, but the ten years he spent honing his muscles, bones, and blood were not for nothing.

Two fists, one large and one small, collided violently, producing a dull thud like a giant drum. A shockwave erupted from the two, sending bamboo leaves flying and the bamboo poles swaying violently. (End of Chapter)