In this chaotic world of martial arts, I'll become a god by adding skill points!

next morning

Erdao Township, Wangjiawan

Today is the wedding day of Wang Anping's eldest and second cousins.

He returned home from the county town early in the morning.

After breaking through the Dark Force, his speed became even faster than before.

He set off at dawn and is now home.

"Anping, you've really made something of yourself!"

"Brother Anping, if I go to the martial arts school to train, can you take care of me?"

"I heard you're a disciple of the Chen Family Martial Arts School. Could you perhaps lower the apprenticeship fee a bit?"

Sitting in the main room of his uncle's house, relatives who came and went would praise him and their faces would show a flattering expression.

There seem to be very few Ming Jin martial artists in the entire Wangjiawan area, and only one is still alive.

As more and more people gathered around, and their comments became increasingly bizarre, Wang Anping grew tired of it all and had no choice but to climb onto the roof to find some peace and quiet.

Because everyone is having a hard time right now, there's no big celebration.

My eldest uncle and second uncle's families held their wedding together in order to save some money.

There was a plot of land in front of the three brothers' house. The crops had been harvested, and a table was set up on the field.

All that's left is for the groom to bring the bride home, and then everyone can start the feast.

After the banquet, the marriage was considered complete.

Although it's very simple, this is already the best Wangjiawan has done in recent years.

On the rooftop, Wang Anping watched the people working below, then looked up at the azure sky.

It is indeed a good day.

"Is that Wang Anping?"

"Yes, I used to play with him when I was a kid."

"Really? If you have this relationship, why don't you go and say hello to him?"

"This...is not good, there are too many people."

"I think you're just bragging! He's a big shot, why would he know a nobody like you?"

A sound reached his ears, and Wang Anping looked down.

Three or four farm boys, about his age, were chatting near the gate not far away, and one of them seemed to be being mocked.

Looking at the other person's appearance, Wang Anping recalled for a moment and realized that he recognized him.

The original owner was a native of Wangjiawan and had three or five playmates when he was a child, and the person in front of him was one of them.

However, after the original owner joined the martial arts school, he was very arrogant and looked down on these farm boys.

Gradually, the two sides stopped communicating and became strangers.

Seeing the other person's face turn red, and being ridiculed by others for bragging, Wang Anping called out in his direction:

"Chen Er, come and join the feast!"

Upon hearing this voice, many people looked up at Wang Anping, and then followed his gaze to the boy standing at the gate.

Although everyone is from the same village and knows Wang Anping, it doesn't matter if you know him; he has to know you.

Hearing the other person call his name, Chen Er's face lit up with joy. He looked up, flashing a bright white smile, and said happily:

"Yes, Brother Anping, it's been a long time."

"It has been a long time indeed. If you have the chance to visit me sometime, I'll treat you to a drink."

Wang Anping smiled and said to the other party.

Chen Er's expression grew even happier. He turned his head and glanced at the people next to him, a hint of pride on his face.

"Okay, Brother Anping! I'll definitely come to see you when I have the chance!"

"good!"

In just a few simple words, Chen Er's expression underwent a dramatic change.

Wang Anping saw all of this and he knew why. These days, if you want to gain respect from others, you have to be strong enough!

If you are strong enough that everyone admires you, then your family will also be respected!

After exchanging greetings, they didn't speak further. Wang Anping then leaped back to his home from the rooftop.

There are too many people now; he prefers quiet.

He planned to finish the celebrations and then return to the martial arts school tonight to give some instructions.

Time flies, and it's getting close to noon.

Both brides were from Wangjiawan, so the wedding procession was quick and didn't take much time.

People kept bringing gifts, even those who didn't usually keep in touch would bring a few eggs no matter how poor they were.

"Master Ren is sending two quilts, two pairs of wedding basins, six bolts of wedding cloth, two hundred coins, and two hundred catties of pork."

A man dressed as a steward, accompanied by several servants, arrived at Wang Anping's uncle's house carrying a pile of gifts.

Because the courtyard here is quite large, we held all the weddings here.

When the servants at the front were about forty or fifty meters away, they began to announce the names of the gifts.

The gifts may not seem like many, but they represent something!

The Ren family can be said to be the wealthiest family in the entire Erdao Township, and countless families in the entire Erdao Township are their tenant farmers.

In the past, if I didn't swindle some of your fertile land, I'd consider it a sign of a change of heart.

But today, the Ren family actually took the initiative to bring gifts to the Wang family!

Everyone knew they were here because of Wang Anping; a Ming Jin martial artist was already worthy of being befriended by a local rich man.

If it weren't for the fact that it wasn't his wedding today, these gifts would have been at least dozens of times more valuable!

Sitting in the main room, Grandpa Wang looked at everything in front of him with a smile. This was the happiest time of his life. He was very glad that he had organized the whole family to support his grandson in learning martial arts.

My eldest uncle, second uncle, and two cousins ​​were also very proud.

They never imagined they would have this day!

But the happiest people were Wang Anping's father and mother.

All of this was caused by their son!

Among the crowd of people who came to give gifts, Wang Anping's mother, Zhang Xiufang, saw Yang Laosan, the once arrogant man, who was now also giving gifts.

She finally realized that her son was very capable.

.......

Time flies, and evening arrives in the blink of an eye.

Except for very close relatives or the bride's family, everyone else has left.

Wang Anping led his parents and grandfather to his family's courtyard.

"Grandpa, Dad, Mom."

Things are getting more and more chaotic now. I'm planning to buy some property in the county, and then you and your uncles' families can move there together.

"Anping, I told you last time, what if we go to our ancestors' land?"

"We can't lose it; we'll still have to make a living from this soil eventually."

Father Wang Xiaoquan shook his head. Wang Anping had talked to him about this issue last time he came back. As someone who had worked in the fields for half his life, how could he possibly abandon the land?

"It's still alive, so we should keep planting it in this soil."

Grandpa Wang Xiumin also voiced his opposition.

"It's getting more and more chaotic now. You don't know, the city is already in a state of chaos."

"............."

Wang Anping recounted in detail everything about the Four Seas Gang, the evil spirits, the Heavenly Kingdom rebellion, and the foreigners' preparations to attack the Great Shun.

He also told his three elders about his breakthrough to the Dark Force realm, although they did not know how strong the Dark Force was.

However, they knew that if the martial arts examination had not been abolished, the hidden strength was equivalent to the degree of a scholar who had passed the imperial examination. As long as they participated in the martial arts examination, they would definitely be able to obtain an official position.

"Putting aside my hidden strength, just look at the recent increase in bandits and mountain robbers around here. Haven't you noticed?"

After hearing his words, both the old man and Wang Xiaoquan fell silent.

"Even so, this land cannot be given up so easily."

If one day we really can't survive, then we'll go to the city.

Wang Xiaoquan ultimately couldn't bear to abandon the land.

Wang Xiumin stroked his graying beard, remained silent for a long while, a hint of relief flashing in his cloudy eyes, only to be replaced by worry. He sighed, his voice hoarse:

"My child, I'm happier than anyone that you've broken through to the Dark Force realm. Back then, I risked everything, even selling our ancestral home, to support your martial arts education, all for this day!"

He raised his hand and patted Wang Anping's shoulder, his fingertips brushing against his grandson's strong arm, his tone heavy:

"What kind of place is a county town? It's a melting pot of all sorts of people! You have a job at the martial arts school, and you also need to train to break through your martial arts limitations."

We have the old and the young. If we move there, what aspect of food, clothing, and daily necessities won't cost money?

Are you suggesting I give up my martial arts training and spend all my time worrying about our daily chores? You are the hope of the Wang family, not a burden to us!

Wang Anping underestimated the farmers' feelings for the land. Seeing that he couldn't persuade them, he shook his head helplessly.

"You don't have to go now, but I'll come to pick you up someday, and you must go to the city then no matter what."

This land won't run away, and no one dares to take it away! Just living well is better than anything else.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade them, he decided to go back and settle on a house first, and then see if there were any suitable properties.

Once we find a place to settle down and have an industry to support our family's expenses, we will go there no matter what!

As long as his strength grows, what does this little bit of land matter? Being alive is more important than anything else.