The weakest martial artist? One punch and he's leveled up a whole realm!

"Seduce Su Muyun?"

Ye Xiao's brain went blank for a full five seconds.

Then I realized what was happening.

"Wait a minute, old man, you've used the wrong words!"

"What does 'seduction' mean?"

"You want me to pursue Su Muyun?"

"Why?"

Old Man Hei glanced at Ye Xiao indifferently and said, "Without a reason, just tell me if you're going to do it or not."

"If you don't want to do it, then pay me back with Tiger Yang Pills."

Ye Xiao swallowed hard and asked, "How much does one Tiger Yang Pill cost?"

The old man held up one finger.

Ye Xiao tentatively asked, "Ten thousand?"

The old man shook his head.

Ye Xiao asked again, "One hundred thousand?"

The old man in black shook his head again.

Ye Xiao's expression changed: "It can't be a million, can it?"

The old man in the black coat simply stopped paying attention to Ye Xiao.

Then he returned to his job.

There was a bunch of third- and fourth-year students outside lining up to insert their cards and enter the gravity training tower.

Ye Xiao wanted to press for more information, but seeing the situation, he hesitated and stopped.

And just then...

Fatty Wang's voice came through.

"Ye Xiao, you're finally out!"

Ye Xiao only realized that he had arranged to have lunch with Fatty Wang after seeing him.

He casually pulled out Zhou Ming's gravity training card.

"I've been waiting for you for so long! I'm starving! Let's go eat together."

Fatty Wang smiled and waved to Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao put the card in his pocket and walked forward.

"Let's go eat first."

Fatty Wang curiously examined the gravity training tower.

The two of them walked and talked.

"I heard that this gravity training tower is only open to junior and senior students."

"You've been inside for several hours, haven't you? How was it?"

Ye Xiao thought for a moment and then answered.

"In a gravity environment, people feel very tired, as if they are being weighed down by many lead weights."

"But when you cultivate in this environment, you can clearly feel your body getting stronger."

At this time.

Fatty Wang pinched Ye Xiao's arm and said with a smile, "It really works! Your arm has become so much stronger."

Ye Xiao said, "If you also want to go in and cultivate, I'll help you think of a way."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang immediately shook his head.

"Forget it, I'm not going in. I heard from the upperclassmen that training inside the gravity training tower is too tough."

"People with weak constitutions cannot handle it at all, and there is even a risk of death."

"I heard that a genius with an SS-rank profession died in there before!"

"Anyway, my profession is Qi Refiner. All I need to do is meditate and contemplate. I don't need to forge my body like you martial artists do."

Ye Xiao was speechless, then smiled helplessly.

"Actually, meditating and practicing meditation inside the gravity training tower is also very effective."

But Fatty Wang is clearly not someone who can endure hardship.

He is the epitome of the vast majority of professionals in this era.

Everyone is looking for shortcuts, seeking an easier and simpler way to cultivate themselves.

The most primitive form of asceticism has been gradually abandoned by people.

It is generally believed that people are still using the most foolish and stupid methods to cultivate themselves.

Without exception, they either have mental problems or are simply incompetent in their profession.

......

The martial arts cafeteria was bustling with activity in the afternoon.

Ye Xiao and Fatty Wang arrived quite late.

Although it was past lunchtime

But many students are still flocking to the three-story building.

The air was filled with the aroma of spiritual food and the cacophony of voices.

Long queues formed at the regular windows on the first floor, while students from the elite classes occasionally swiped their cards to enter the elevators on the second floor. The VIP area on the third floor, however, was as quiet as another world.

Ye Xiao walked out of an ordinary window on the first floor, carrying a stainless steel plate.

The plate contained a standard set meal—two servings of rice, one meat dish and one vegetable dish, and a complimentary bowl of egg drop soup.

This is the best food the students receiving aid can get with their monthly allowance.

Throughout the entire school, only Ye Xiao receives relief meals.

You can't find a second person.

He found a corner against the wall and sat down.

Soon, Fatty Wang sat down in front of him with a large plate full of meat and vegetables.

"Ye Xiao, is this all you're going to eat?"

Ye Xiao smiled, a hint of embarrassment at his lack of money on his face.

Fatty Wang immediately understood.

He immediately pushed his plate in front of Ye Xiao.

Then take Ye Xiao's plate away.

"You eat mine!"

"I'll go buy another meal."

Fatty Wang immediately got up and left to buy another serving.

Ye Xiao stared at Fatty Wang's back.

He thought to himself, "Fatty Wang is a good person, worth getting to know better."

In Ye Xiao's heart, he had already made up his mind.

When he achieves something in the future.

They'll definitely bring Fatty Wang along.

Even if Fatty Wang's lazy nature led him to spend his whole life just eating and waiting to die.

He wouldn't abandon this guy either.

The cafeteria was filled with noise.

Some people were discussing classes and cultivation, some were gossiping about a girl in the genius class, and some were complaining about next week's practical assessment.

Ye Xiao lowered his head to eat, picked up a piece of braised pork with his chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.

The taste was so-so.

But it tastes much better than the relief meals.

Just then.

Footsteps came from behind.

It wasn't just one person.

There were three or four people, their footsteps were heavy, carrying a deliberate force, as if they were asserting their presence.

Ye Xiao did not turn around.

A hand slammed onto the table in front of him.

With a "bang," the plate shook, and some of the egg drop soup spilled out.

"Hey, isn't this our academy's 'genius martial artist'?"

The voice was high-pitched, with a hint of laughter.

It immediately attracted the attention of the students eating nearby.

Ye Xiao recognized the voice—it belonged to one of Lin Yun's two lackeys, what was his name again? I think his surname was Sun.

"I heard you went to the Gravity Training Tower this morning? And stayed inside for several hours?"

Another voice rang out, lower and deeper; it was another lackey, surnamed Zhou.

"Tsk tsk tsk, impressive, impressive. A martial artist, and a freshman at that, actually managed to get into the Gravity Training Tower. Do you think he's got connections?"

"Heh, he definitely won't admit he got in through connections! But as far as I know, the Gravity Training Tower is only for third-year students and above!"

"Who knows? Normally, people with connections would try to keep a low profile and avoid suspicion, but he's the opposite. In just a few hours, the whole compound knows about it."

"His father died, but he got a special admission opportunity. Judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem sad at all. It seems that his father's death was a good thing, as it brought him so many benefits, and he can enjoy it without any guilt."

The group burst into laughter.

The cafeteria was much quieter.

The students nearby all stopped eating and looked over.

Some people looked on with amusement, some frowned, but no one stood up to speak.

Ye Xiao continued eating.

When the lackey surnamed Sun saw that he didn't react, his face darkened.

He reached out, picked up the bowl of egg drop soup from Ye Xiao's plate, and waved it in front of Ye Xiao.

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"