A Martial Saint in Chaotic Times: Starting with Grinding Proficiency

Chapter 91 A Series of Deadly Situations (Seeking First Subscription)

Yanling Fort.

Upon hearing these three words, Zhou Yuan paused slightly.

This wasn't the first time he'd heard this place name.

A few days ago at the martial arts school, Senior Brother Shen He invited him, saying that he would go to this place to suppress bandits.

He had found it strange at the time, and now that he heard it from Lü Chong, his doubts deepened.

"Who delivered the message?" Zhou Yuan asked.

"The few people who were carrying the swords were complete strangers." Lü Chong didn't think much of it. "They said they were staying at Yanling Fortress when they were traveling and just happened to run into them. There were at least several hundred Blood Spirit Pills inside."

Hundreds?

Zhou Yuan's heart stirred slightly, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

"Yuanzi, is something wrong?" Chen Shaoshang asked, noticing his strange expression.

"No, not really." Zhou Yuan shook his head. Without concrete evidence, there was no point in saying more.

"Our patrol office is only responsible for matters within the city. Wouldn't it be more appropriate to leave the banditry outside the city to the patrol battalion?"

"The patrol battalion and the patrol inspection department are one family, why distinguish between them?" Lu Chong smiled honestly and continued, "I have already consulted with the chief inspector, and he said that since they have Blood Spirit Pills, they must be wiped out completely."

Now that Xie Hongwu had spoken, Zhou Yuan naturally couldn't stop him anymore.

"In that case, Brother Lü, please be careful on your journey. You can take my men Chen Hong and Wang Feng with you for now."

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Upon hearing this, Lü Chong let out a hearty laugh.

"Don't worry, Yuanzi. Back in the day, my talent was also highly regarded by the Boundless Buddhist Sect! If I hadn't neglected my martial arts these past few years, my cultivation would be no worse than yours."

Zhou Yuan smiled calmly, neither confirming nor denying it.

"Alright, then I wish Brother Lü a triumphant return."

"Alright! I'll find you and Shaoshang for drinks when I get back!"

After saying this, Lü Chong cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to the two men, then strode away to take his leave.

Watching Lü Chong's departing figure, Chen Shaoshang lightly shook his folding fan and joked, "Our Brother Lü is almost a father, yet he's still working so hard."

"Oh?" Zhou Yuan also showed a hint of envy. "Then Brother Lü's life is truly fulfilling."

He has a virtuous wife and lives in a large mansion in the inner city, enjoying a peaceful and happy life.

It's much better than his life of constantly fighting for his life and living on the edge.

After a moment of reflection, Chen Shaoshang composed himself and looked at Zhou Yuan with a serious expression.

"Yuanzi, you helped my Chen family win the boxing match a few days ago. My Chen family has no way to repay such a kindness."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a thick stack of land deeds from his sleeve and gently placed them in front of Zhou Yuan.

"This is the Wang family's blacksmith shop, which we won in a boxing match. The land deeds and house deeds are all here, totaling twenty-three shops. My Chen family will not take a single penny; it's all yours."

Chen Shaoshang pushed the stack of contracts forward.

Zhou Yuan's breath hitched.

Twenty-three shops, which, when converted, would probably amount to more than 100,000 taels of silver.

Moreover, this is an industry that generates profits continuously, with a monthly turnover of at least several thousand to tens of thousands of taels.

This gift is far too generous.

"Fifth Senior Brother, it was just a small favor back then. Besides, you know I'm not good at business."

"The Wang family lost the boxing match, yet they still offered such generous gifts to win you over. How can my Chen family be stingy when we won the boxing match?" Chen Shaoshang's words were earnest and left no room for refusal.

He had naturally heard about Wang Xuanzhao's efforts to win over Zhou Yuan these past few days.

"Furthermore, I know you are not good at business. My Chen family will send people to manage it for you. You will still be the owner, and all the profits will be yours."

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan was deeply moved.

The Chen family has indeed shown their sincerity.

With this stable income, he will have the resources he needs for cultivation in the future and will no longer have to worry about money.

"Since Fifth Senior Brother says so, then these shops will be split 50/50 between our two families," Zhou Yuan said in a deep voice.

Chen Shaoshang wanted to say something more, but seeing Zhou Yuan's serious expression, he finally nodded helplessly in agreement.

After exchanging a few more words, Chen Shao-Shang got up to take his leave.

"I've been remembering the banquet you mentioned that day. When Brother Lü gets back, we'll drink until we drop!"

"Of course," Zhou Yuan replied with a smile.

A moment later, Chen Shaoshang's figure disappeared outside the gate of the patrol office.

The smile on Zhou Yuan's face slowly faded.

In chaotic times, it is a blessing to have one or two close friends.

He suppressed his emotions and instructed Li Tong, who was standing beside him, "Tell the brothers to be on their guard lately. Unless it's something urgent, don't bother me."

"Yes, sir, I will go and give the order immediately."

Zhou Yuan nodded slightly.

The patrol office was heavily guarded, making it one of the few safe places in Luochuan City for him.

He planned to remain in seclusion here until he broke through the Yi Jin Jing and further refined the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

Inner city, Luoyi Lane, Lü residence.

Lü Chong was pressing his ear against a woman's abdomen.

"Hey, this little guy kicked me again!" Lu Chong grinned.

"It must be a boy, given how much it loves to cause trouble," the woman said softly.

The woman had a gentle face and a quiet demeanor; she was Li Xiuyun, Lü Chong's wife.

"Xiuyun, thank you for your hard work." Lü Chong looked up at his wife.

"Then my husband must come back soon." Li Xiuyun's beautiful eyes were filled with tenderness as she gazed at him.

But beneath that gentleness lay a barely perceptible sigh.

Ever since the Chen family made their boxing match, her husband has often lamented that he has wasted his talent and that it is useless at crucial moments.

From then on, he was like a different person. He not only became more diligent in his cultivation, but also became more proactive in the patrol and inspection department.

Upon hearing this, Lü Chong smiled confidently.

"They're just a few petty thieves. My talent was once highly regarded by the Boundless Buddhist Sect!"

"I know, I know." Li Xiuyun smiled faintly; she had heard those words so many times over the past few days that she was practically numb to them.

Lu Chong listened to his wife's belly for a while longer before getting up and leaving with a smile on his face.

A few breaths later, Lü Chong arrived outside the mansion.

Several guides, as well as the constables from the South City Patrol Division, along with Chen Hong and Wang Feng, who were seconded from the North City, were all present.

Behind them were dozens of soldiers, fully equipped and ready to go.

"Set off!"

With Lü Chong's command, the group marched out of the city in a grand procession.

At a tea stall not far away.

Three figures silently watched the departing procession, their eyes gleaming.

"Have you made contact with Black Wind Mountain?" The middle-aged man in brocade robes, sitting in the center, took a sip of hot tea and spoke calmly.

"Contact has been established." The reply came from a burly man wearing a bamboo hat, obscuring his face. "Zhao Qingfeng's only son died at Zhou Yuan's hands, and he's very interested in this plan."

"So, Zhou Yuan, will you really go?" A slightly arrogant voice rang out.

It was none other than Qin Lie from Changsong Martial Arts School.

The middle-aged man in brocade robes beside him was Du Chong, the owner of Changsong Martial Arts School.

"Isn't it said that one should make friends like Zhou Yuanyao?"

The burly man wearing a straw hat let out a cold laugh.

"I want to see if he's still so clear-headed this time."

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