This martial saint is too cautious.

Halfway up the mountain, it's flat.

Several simple wooden huts were haphazardly built, and in the open space outside the huts, several burly men were gathered around a fire to warm themselves.

In a cave not far from the wooden house, Yan Bin sat cross-legged, his upper body naked, with a blood scab running down his back.

After a short while, Yan Bin, who was healing his wounds, suddenly sensed something. He stared at the cave entrance and shouted, "Who is it?"

At the entrance of the cave, all was silent.

"Since you're here, show yourself."

Without a sound, Yan Bin did not lower his guard; on the contrary, he became even more vigilant.

He didn't notice any footsteps approaching, but with his hearing, he could hear his men outside the cave cursing and swearing in the freezing cold. But just now, those sounds disappeared.

Something must have happened outside.

However, after waiting for more than ten breaths, there was still no movement at the cave entrance. Yan Bin frowned. Now that the other party had been discovered, what was the point of hiding any longer?

However, Yan Bin soon realized why the other party hadn't shown up; a thick plume of smoke drifted in from the cave entrance.

That's fucking despicable!

To be able to silently eliminate his subordinates and get close to the cave, he must at least be a second-stage skin-grinding martial artist like himself.

A dignified second-level martial artist, he dared not come in and face me directly, and even had to use smoke to force me out.

As a second-level skin-smoothing martial artist, he was naturally not afraid of dense fog, and even holding his breath for hundreds of breaths was an easy thing for him. However, if the other party kept releasing dense smoke, he would have to go out sooner or later.

Yan Bin was a decisive man. He put on his coat, grabbed the long knife at his side, and walked towards the cave entrance. However, he remained extremely vigilant as he exited the cave to avoid being ambushed.

However, until he stepped out of the fire at the cave entrance, no one attacked him; he only saw a person standing in front of him.

very young.

Yan Bin was taken aback for a moment, then sneered: "Just you alone?"

Lin Yan nodded. He had considered hiding at the cave entrance and ambushing the other party the moment they came out, but ultimately gave up on the idea.

Putting yourself in his shoes, if he were inside the cave and forced out by someone releasing smoke, he would definitely be extremely careful when he came out. And who knows if these seasoned gangsters have any hidden weapons on them? If the ambush fails, he might end up getting himself killed.

The purpose of using smoke is to indicate that the situation inside the cave is unknown and that one does not want to enter and take risks. Since it can force people out, there is no need to take the risk.

Yan Bin narrowed his eyes and sized up the young man in front of him. Although his clothes were ordinary, his aura was steady and his eyes were calm. He was also a second-stage skin-smoothing martial artist.

"You are not a member of the Four Seas Gang."

Yan Bin gripped the hilt of his knife tightly. He didn't have the fierce aura of a gang fighter. Most importantly, the Four Seas Gang only cared about territory and never pursued gangs that abandoned their territory.

Lin Yan remained silent.

Yan Bin frowned. This silence made him uneasy, but he quickly suppressed the feeling. It was true that the other party had undergone secondary skin retouching, but at such a young age, how much practical experience could he possibly have?

"If you're not going to talk, then die!"

Yan Bin roared, drew his long sword, and with a flash of light, slashed straight at Lin Yan's face!

The blade tore through the air, emitting a piercing shriek.

Lin Yan unleashed his Stone Waist and Barbarian Spine technique, his body twisting into an extremely bizarre angle, like the gnarled branches of an old tree, the blade just barely grazing his body.

Yan Bin's pupils shrank sharply. Could his body really twist to such an extent?

However, he didn't have time to think much. There was even a hint of smugness in his eyes. He changed his sword stance and slashed horizontally!

They're really young people; all they know is how to show off their skills, but they've given themselves an opportunity instead.

With your waist twisted at this angle, let's see how you dodge this next strike.

Faced with Yan Bin's second slash, Lin Yan did not dodge, but instead chose to throw a punch.

His body remained twisted, but his fist had already landed on the knife.

boom!

The long sword, forged from fine iron, was broken in two!

Yan Bin, holding the broken half of the knife, was stunned.

What kind of punch is that?

Before he could react, Lin Yan's second punch had already landed.

This punch was nothing fancy, just a straight punch.

But wherever the fist passed, the air exploded, and an invisible pressure pressed down like a mountain.

Yan Bin saw Lin Yan's fist.

But in his eyes, that wasn't a fist.

It was a barrage of fist shadows.

The fists, like a tidal wave, pressed down on him.

"Fist...fist stance?"

Yan Bin's eyes were filled with disbelief.

How could such a young martial artist possibly develop fist techniques?

boom!

The sound of the sternum cracking was exceptionally clear in the silent mountain forest.

Yan Bin was sent flying backward, crashing into the cave wall before falling heavily to the ground.

His eyes were unfocused, and he was no longer breathing.

"A martial artist with only two levels of skin smoothing abilities is so weak; is it because he's injured?"

Lin Yan frowned, a look of surprise on his face; this victory had been far too easy.

He recalled what his master had said: once he mastered the fist techniques, even a martial artist of similar strength and vitality wouldn't be able to withstand a single punch from him.

If Yan Bin wasn't too weak, then he himself, having mastered the fist technique, would indeed be invincible among martial artists of similar strength and vitality.

Well, he's dead, so let's not dwell on it anymore.

Lin Yan groped Yan Bin for a moment, then entered the cave. When he came out of the cave again, his face was full of smiles.

This time, it can be considered a great harvest.

All in all, the Qingzhu Gang members had a total of three hundred taels of silver on them.

On the Martial Arts Fruit side, Yan Bin alone contributed seven years of cultivation time, and together with the others, it totaled fourteen years.

"I've already mastered the Mountain Splitting Fist. According to my master, the Mountain Splitting Fist is a mid-grade martial art. Mastering the fist form is the limit. There's no point in practicing any further. I'll save the time from this Martial Arts Fruit for now."

After searching the bodies, Lin Yan threw them all into the cave, then dismantled the wooden houses, threw dry firewood into the cave, and burned them all down.

……

……

For the next few days, Lin Yan went to Dawu Mountain every day, but unfortunately, he gained very little.

The book "True Explanation of Earth Veins" studies the places where the earth's energy flourishes. The vegetation in these places is usually quite different from that in other areas. However, since it is not yet the season for all things to revive, it is difficult to distinguish and find the traces based on withered leaves and branches alone.

In the end, Lin Yan simply stopped coming, figuring he'd have plenty of time when he went to Qingshan Town.

With the three hundred taels of silver sponsored by the Green Bamboo Gang, we won't be short of money for the time being.

The eighth day of the first lunar month.

The Lin family moved to a new house.

There was no fanfare, but as the carriage loaded with household items was driven out of the doorway, it was still noticed by the neighbors.

Faced with the curiosity of her neighbors, Liu did not hide the fact that she was moving. However, when they learned that Lin Yan's family was moving to the south of the city, the neighbors had mixed feelings.

Envy mixed with jealousy; he couldn't even bring himself to offer his congratulations.

"Auntie, let's go."

Lin Yan watched as he shook hands with several elderly people he used to be on good terms with, and offered a reminder.

There are still people waiting at the new house.

Lin Yan's feelings towards these neighbors were neither good nor bad.

Xu Ping's experience served as a wake-up call for him, reminding him that not everyone has a heart that appreciates gratitude.

The world is tough, and Xu Ping is already a cripple. These neighbors don't want to give him money out of selfishness, which he can rationally accept. But that's why he helped them deal with the Three Heroes Gang, which can be considered as fulfilling his neighborly obligations over the years.

After they leave today, the brokerage firm will put the house up for sale.

Liu was a bit soft-hearted than Lin Yan. After all, they had known each other for many years. She distributed some of the things she couldn't take with her or didn't need to these neighbors, and then got into the carriage.

……

South of the city.

In the new house.

Zhang Wei and Monkey had arrived long ago. Lin Yan did not notify anyone else about this relocation. He didn't have many relatives on his side, but Liu's maternal family had quite a few relatives, though Liu did not notify her maternal family relatives.

"Stone, congratulations."

"The mansion in the south of the city, it really is now the residence of Lord Lin."

Zhang Wei and Monkey's faces showed only joy, but also a complex mix of emotions: not wanting their brother to suffer, yet fearing that their brother would drive a Land Rover.

"Yan'er, sit with Xiaowei and the others for a while, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare the meal."

"Auntie, no need to trouble yourself. I've booked a table at the restaurant, and it will be served shortly."

Having earned three hundred taels of silver and celebrating his housewarming, Lin Yan indulged in a rare splurge, spending two taels of silver to book a table of food and wine.

The same dishes would only cost one or two taels of silver in the north of the city.

This is because different locations have different prices. I didn't become a "Shanghai tycoon," but I still enjoyed the price of a "Shanghai tycoon."

Just as Liu was about to advise Lin Yan not to waste money, she remembered her decision a few days ago and ultimately didn't say it.

My nephew's status is different now, so I can no longer advise him based on our past family situation.

Just as Lin Yan was helping her aunt rearrange the ancestral tablets of the Lin family, guests arrived at the door.

"Junior Brother Lin, you didn't even inform me about such an important event as moving to a new house. Don't you consider me your senior brother?"

Ang Lee's voice came from the doorway, accompanied by Tsai Wan-lung.

"Senior Brother Li, this is just a simple relocation."

"Moving into a new house is a major event in a person's life, how can it be described so lightly?"

Ang Lee looked serious; this is the difference in thinking between people from two different eras.

In the hearts of the people of Guangping County, moving to a new house is a major life event, second only to getting married.

"It was my fault for not informing Senior Brother Li."

Seeing Li An's serious expression, Lin Yan smiled and apologized, then led Li An and Cai Wanlong into the house.

"Nephew Lin, this is a small token of my appreciation."

After Cai Wanlong entered the room, he took out a red silver note. Lin Yan took it and could not feel its weight, so he knew that it should contain silver notes.

"Thank you, Uncle."

Lin Yan politely accepted the gift, and Li An also gave him a silver envelope, saying with a smile, "Junior Brother Lin, I have good news for you: the Green Bamboo Gang has been wiped out."

"The Green Bamboo Gang has been wiped out?"

Li An chuckled: "The other day, some martial artists found a lot of corpses on the mountain. Based on the clothing on the corpses, they can be identified as members of the Green Bamboo Gang. It seems that a powerful figure has slaughtered the entire Green Bamboo Gang. I just don't know which lord did it."

"Then my uncle can save on toll fees."

Lin Yan feigned surprise, while Cai Wanlong was also overjoyed. With the Green Bamboo Gang gone, he no longer had to pay tolls, saving him a considerable amount of money.

Although his nephew no longer needed to make an appearance, Cai Wanlong still gave a generous sum of fifty taels of silver as a wedding gift, intending to further strengthen the relationship between the two families.

This time Lin Yan didn't need to step in, but who can guarantee he won't next time?

Even if this young second-stage skin-sharpening martial artist doesn't reach the third-stage skin-sharpening realm in the future, his second-stage skin-sharpening strength will still be enough to solve a lot of trouble for the family.

With Ang Lee and Tsai Wan-lung around, Chang Wei and Monkey became a little reserved. They could joke around with Lin Yan because the three of them had grown up together, but in their eyes, Ang Lee and Tsai Wan-lung were big shots.

Fortunately, Ang Lee was not the type to put on airs, and Cai Wanlong, as a businessman, was even more adept at reading people. Since Lin Yan had invited these two over, they must have a good relationship. At the dinner table, Cai Wanlong treated them as equals, and the atmosphere was very warm.