Chaos begins when one joins a martial arts school

Chapter 22 Family Fate
Hearing the sound outside the courtyard, Liu Cuiling's heart skipped a beat. Before Qin Shi could speak, she hurriedly went out to greet her: "Is it a letter from Jing'er?"

"That's right, Xiao Jing asked me to bring this." Yang Laosan handed over the letter and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, your Xiao Jing is really outstanding. Just standing there, he's different from people like us. He has that kind of impressive look."

Yang Laosan was unaware that Yang Jing had already broken through to the Ming Jin level.

Even this ordinary village peddler didn't know what "entering strength" specifically meant.

However, he could sense the change in Yang Jing. Just by standing there, he exuded an awe-inspiring aura, making Yang Laosan, a traveling peddler, secretly tremble with fear.

Hearing Yang Laosan praise his son, Liu Cuiling's smile deepened, and she said politely, "Thank you for your trouble, Laosan."

After saying that, Liu Cuiling quickly opened the envelope in her hand, and Old Master Yang and Madam Qin also came over.

The letter was written by Yang Jing, stroke by stroke. Although not neat, it was written with great care.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Mother: I hope you are well. I have broken through to the Ming Jin level at the martial arts school and become a formal disciple of the school master. I am now officially entitled to a position and my monthly allowance is sufficient for my own use. From now on, you are not allowed to send any more money home."

"The Ning family came to our door the other day, probably because my child is now a martial artist, and they dared not approach."

The three of them read the letter word by word.

"Ming Jin? A formal disciple?" Old Master Yang snatched the letter, brought it closer to examine it, and his cloudy eyes gradually brightened. "Jing'er... Jing'er really did it?"

Before Yang Jing practiced martial arts, they had no idea what Ming Jin was.

However, after Yang Jing started practicing martial arts, the whole family's knowledge of martial arts increased dramatically.

Although I am not a martial artist, I still know a little about martial arts realms such as Ming Jin and An Jin.

Qin was so excited that she wiped away her tears: "Thank God, my grandson has made something of himself!"

Liu Cuiling read the letter over and over again, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string.

The three of them huddled together again and read the letter over and over. Their earlier unease gradually faded away, like smoke blown away by the wind.

Grandpa Yang looked at the oxen in the corner of the yard and suddenly burst out laughing: "Good lad, no wonder the Ning family changed their tune. It turns out Jing'er has made something of himself. This ox is here for Jing'er!"

Madam Qin had already breathed a sigh of relief, patting her chest and saying, "I knew it! There weren't that many conspiracies. It's just that our grandson has become successful and can support our family now."

As she spoke, she looked at Grandpa Yang, nodded and smiled, "Old man, you made the right decision. If you hadn't sent Jing'er to practice martial arts, we would never have imagined things would turn out this way."

Yang Jing's decision to practice martial arts was made by the elder Yang Shouzhou, who overruled objections from many others.

For generations, my family has been buried in the soil, living the life of unambitious farmers.

When he was young, Old Master Yang had ventured out into the world and knew that the most important thing to change the fate of a family and make it rise was to produce a true martial artist.

The more chaotic the times, the more valuable a martial artist becomes.

After learning that his grandson Yang Jing had the talent for martial arts, Grandpa Yang immediately decided to go all out and support Yang Jing's martial arts training, even if it meant selling everything he owned, even if it meant sacrificing the accumulated knowledge and skills of several generations of Yang Jing.

If it succeeds, the Yang family will rise to prominence and escape the fate of being farmers for generations.

If it doesn't work out, we can just accumulate land again and have several more generations of people work hard.

Qin knew that some people in the village were waiting to see their family make a fool of themselves.

Originally, the Yang family owned more than 20 mu of land, making them a large household in the village. However, their fortunes declined as they had to support Yang Jing's martial arts training.

Moreover, a rumor had started circulating in the village that her grandson wasn't putting his heart into martial arts training at the martial arts school in the city, wasn't cut out for it, and would never succeed in the martial arts field.

Now look at her grandson, how successful he is! Even the Ning family, one of the most powerful and influential families in Wazi Township, sent people to give him gifts.

Liu Cuiling walked up to the ox and gently touched its back. The ox was shiny and smooth, much stronger than the one her family had sold before.

There's a shortage of oxen for spring plowing. With these, the work in the fields can be much easier, and we no longer have to rely on others to borrow oxen.

As the three were talking, someone else came in through the courtyard gate. Aunt Xue and Yang An walked in one after the other.

"What happened? I heard you talking outside just now," Madam Xue asked.

Yang An looked around the courtyard and breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see any other outsiders.

Ever since the Ning family sent that ox yesterday, the whole family has been restless.

The sudden changes in the Ning family left them bewildered, and they even worried that the Ning family might want to exchange this cow for the two acres of fertile land north of the village, without even planning to pay them.

Therefore, Madam Xue had been keeping a close eye on the old man, worried that the Ning family might come looking for trouble.

In the past, the Xue family might not have cared so much about Mr. and Mrs. Yang and Liu Cuiling, but now that the two families have reconciled and have a harmonious relationship, they have naturally become closer.

"Xiao An, this is a letter written by your younger brother. Read it to your mother." Liu Cuiling knew that Madam Xue was illiterate, so she handed the letter to Yang An.

Yang An nodded, took the letter, and read it aloud word by word.

As Yang An read, his eyes widened.

Only one thought occupied my mind—Jingdi has developed his strength!
Compared to other family members, Yang An was also passionate about martial arts and took the initiative to learn more about it, so he naturally understood what it meant to develop internal strength.

That's a true master of martial arts.

At that moment, Yang An instantly understood why the Ning family had come to deliver gifts as a gesture of goodwill.

He could vaguely imagine that the fate of his family might undergo a huge change.

Time flies, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

As dusk fell, Yang Jing finished his martial arts practice, left the martial arts school, and walked along the streets of Chengpingfang.

With a thought, the martial arts panel appeared before his eyes in the next instant—

[Minor Mastery of the Mountain-Crushing Fist (211/500)]

After more than two months of diligent practice, I've almost reached the halfway point in mastering the Bengshan Fist.

The reason he was able to make such rapid progress was not only due to his daily, unremitting hard work, but also, most importantly, to his dietary supplements.

With the Liu family providing ten catties of bear meat per month, plus Yang Jing's monthly allowance of ten taels of silver, Yang Jing's diet now mainly consists of bear meat, supplemented by horse meat.

"I still don't have enough money. If I had enough money to buy wild beast meat and replenish myself with it, my progress in the Mountain-Crushing Fist would definitely be much faster."

Yang Jing thought to himself.

However, there is no good solution for the time being.

He spends most of his time practicing martial arts and occasionally helps the Liu family transport medicinal herbs, leaving him with no extra energy to earn money.

Shaking his head, Yang Jing stopped thinking about it.

He's quite satisfied with things as they are now.

Although his cultivation speed cannot compare with those geniuses with average or above-average aptitude, Yang Jing, despite being slower, has no bottlenecks and is destined to break through to the Dark Force level.

Those disciples with good aptitude may cultivate faster for a while, but they will inevitably be delayed for a long time before reaching a bottleneck, and may never be able to take the crucial step.

"Ok?"

Back at Datongfang, as they approached the courtyard gate, Yang Jing frowned slightly.

(End of this chapter)