Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

Meng Xu was seriously injured, and Wang Shengtieshan's fall could even lead to paralysis.

This cannot be hidden.

Therefore, when Zhao Jie learned of this, he was furious and flew into a rage.

However, when he learned that it was Wang Sheng, a newly initiated disciple, who had beaten Meng Xu so badly, and that it was a one-on-one fight in front of everyone, without any foul play.

Zhao Jie was shocked, and then hesitated a bit.

He originally intended to severely punish the assailant.

After all, he disliked internal strife.

But Wang Sheng performed exceptionally well, and Meng Xu deliberately created trouble by assigning him his chores.

After careful consideration, Zhao Jie gave Wang Sheng a warning.

If they commit the same offense again, or if there is infighting among fellow disciples, they will be expelled.

Lin Shu was even more furious when he learned that Wang Sheng had not received any serious punishment.

All his fellow disciples knew that he was at odds with Wang Sheng. If he couldn't suppress Wang Sheng, he would be looked down upon by his fellow disciples.

"Damn it. These old disciples are all useless. I have to take matters into my own hands. In another six months, no, four months at most, I should be able to generate some strength! When that happens, I'll personally crush his throat!"

After making his decision, Lin Shuxin worked even harder and more diligently in his cultivation.

the next day.

Wang Sheng was practicing his cultivation in the courtyard.

Suddenly, a large group of people burst into the outer courtyard.

These people were all dressed in fine silks and satins, clearly indicating that they were either rich or noble.

"Stand on both sides."

Zhao Feipeng, the eldest son of Master Zhao, shouted loudly.

Wang Sheng, Wei Yu, and the other formal disciples immediately stood with their hands behind their backs on either side.

"Haha, Manager Qian, Chief Escort Lu, Steward Qi, and all you young talents, it's been a long time!"

Zhao Jie walked out from the inner courtyard, cupped his hands and smiled.

"Master Zhao, how have you been?"

"Master Zhao, we've heard you've taken on a genius disciple, and we've been eyeing him for a long time."

"Master Zhao looks even younger; his cultivation has probably reached its peak!"

A group of wealthy people returned the greeting with clasped hands and said with smiles.

"You're too kind, please come in! My thousand-leaf black tea has been prepared and is waiting for you to enjoy."

Zhao Jie reached out his hand.

"Then we won't stand on ceremony."

A rather thin man dressed in silk nodded.

Then a group of people followed Zhao Jie into the inner courtyard.

"Dismissed. If you don't understand something, you can ask your senior brothers and sisters. When we call people to the inner courtyard later, everyone should behave well."

After Zhao Feipeng finished speaking, he immediately went into the inner courtyard.

"Senior Brother Luo, what's going on?"

Wang Sheng asked, puzzled.

This Senior Brother Luo, Luo Zhengwen, is the man in the floral green robe from yesterday.

He seemed to think highly of Wang Sheng, and upon arriving at his door, he gave him ten taels of silver, expressing his desire to befriend Wang Sheng.

Apart from Luo Zhengwen, the other Ming Jin disciples, although they did not try to win over Wang Sheng, still treated him with more respect.

"Oh, junior brother, you've only been here a short time, so it's not surprising that you don't know this."

"As you can see, these people are all of extraordinary status. They are all from prominent families in Ershui City."

"These wealthy families are all extremely rich, with numerous businesses and many places to protect. They have already established relationships with various martial arts academies. Every so often, they come to these academies to recruit new Ming Jin (明劲) and An Jin (暗劲) martial artists for part-time or temporary positions."

"If they encounter some highly talented disciples, even if they haven't reached the Ming Jin level, they will consider providing financial assistance in order to win the favor of these talented disciples and establish a good relationship."

"Sigh, the more money you need to practice martial arts, the better. Although my master owns some businesses, he can't accommodate so many fellow disciples. Besides, these wealthy families are just part-time jobs; we only go when there's something to do, so it doesn't affect our cultivation."

Luo Wenzheng explained the relationship between these wealthy families and the martial arts academy to Wang Sheng, telling him that if he had the opportunity, he must seize it.

"Thank you for telling me, Senior Brother!"

Wang Sheng nodded, seemingly lost in thought.

He needs money now more than ever.

The rewards received from the Fourth Madam were, in a sense, a drop in the ocean when it came to martial arts.

Each Red Blood Pill weighs five ounces, and Wang Sheng can digest one pill every two days on average.

Spending five taels of silver every two days amounts to seventy-five taels of silver a month, which is a considerable expense even for wealthy families in the city. Not to mention that Wang Sheng has no stable source of income.

Without elixirs, Wang Sheng could still make steady progress, but his cultivation speed would drop by half. This made Wang Sheng feel very insecure.

After a while,

Zhao Feipeng then asked Lin Shu to go to the inner courtyard.

quickly,

News then spread from the inner courtyard.

Someone offered Lin Shu a high price to take up a position as a disciple of the Ming Jin level. Lin Shu hadn't even reached the Ming Jin level yet, but these people had already offered him the price of a Ming Jin disciple, even more than that, showing great optimism about his future. This news truly made many people envious.

Subsequently,

Zhao Feipeng then called several Ming Jin disciples into the inner courtyard to give a demonstration.

A Ming Jin martial artist can be considered a leader anywhere.

Therefore, all these Ming Jin disciples had temporary posts, but the salaries for these posts were sometimes even lower than those for Lin Shugao.

Many disciples who had not yet developed any strength looked on with envy.

As long as you are a Ming Jin martial artist, you can receive several dozen taels of silver every month. If you don't buy pills, you can eat meat and drink wine every day and still not spend it all.

However, these wealthy families clearly had no intention of taking any more disciples who had not yet produced any powerful ones. Even though Zhao Jie intended to help Wang Sheng and a few other disciples with unusual abilities to make connections, they were not very interested. After chatting with Zhao Jie for a while, they took their leave.

"Talent like Junior Brother Lin Shu is too rare. Martial artists still need to develop internal strength and become Ming Jin martial artists before they can be said to have turned their lives around and gained a place in Ershui City."

Luo Zhengwen sighed.

"yes!"

Wang Sheng nodded.

If one fails to generate any effort and years of investment are wasted without any return, it is almost equivalent to being on the verge of bankruptcy for an ordinary family.

Many of the older disciples, who had not yet developed any strength after more than a year, lowered their heads, feeling anxious and uneasy, and even a little fearful.

A Ming Jin martial artist earns several dozen taels of silver a month.

If one cannot become a master, one will have to go back to where one came from, failing the expectations of one's family and wasting money. Who wouldn't feel anxious and worried?

Wang Sheng was also aware of the situation, knowing that only by becoming a Ming Jin martial artist could he solve many problems.

"With his financial power and Lin Shu's talent, he might actually pose a threat to me. Looks like I'll have to give it my all."

Wang Sheng sensed the strong disgust and malice in Lin Shu's gaze and frowned slightly.

He also needs to make money quickly.

With enough money, he could regain his strength in a little over a month. Then, he would strike first and secretly kill Lin Shu to settle the matter.