Martial Arts: Starting with Bajiquan, I will prove my divine power through the ultimate path!

"I heard that Tiannan Prefecture is gone and can't be taken back. Our Heiyun County borders Tiannan Prefecture and has the advantageous geographical location of Longwang River, so the higher-ups want to build a trading city here to connect with Tiannan Prefecture."

"Think about it, so many refugees have come from Tiannan Prefecture, and with the trade city as a whole, there will definitely be a lot of merchants coming to invest."

"How can houses not be expensive?"

The broker chuckled and said, "House prices change every day these days, so buy early and enjoy it sooner."

"By the time the official documents are issued, several thousand taels of silver will probably only buy a latrine in the inner city!"

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Shi Wen felt that housing prices were too high.

He temporarily suppressed his urge to buy a house and returned to the boxing academy to practice.

He practiced his skills alone until the afternoon.

Wei Shan was chatting with several inner court disciples, even going to the toilet together, so Shi Wen had no chance to make a move.

Instead, Shi Wen went directly to Wei Shan and said, "Senior Brother Wei, do you have time? I want to talk to you about something."

"You were looking for me?"

Wei Shan, who was chatting with someone, was quite taken aback, a mocking expression appearing on his face. "Trying to admit your mistake? Trying to fit into our little circle? Heh, someone like you who managed to break through by luck doesn't even qualify..."

"Let's chat."

Shi Wen replied in a deep voice.

Wei Shan smiled and arrogantly followed Shi Wen into an empty room. Before his smugness could even appear on his face, he was instantly crushed to the ground by the weight of a tiger or bear.

He was instantly grabbed by the back of his hand and his neck was gripped, rendering him unable to move!

"Shi Wen, you do it..."

Before Wei Shan could even utter a sound, a cold, demonic voice rang in his ear, "If you keep yelling, I'll crush your neck!"

The immense killing intent sent chills down Wei Shan's spine.

Behind him, it didn't seem to be a human, but a terrifying and ferocious beast!

But how is that possible?

Wasn't the other party only able to refine a wisp of blood and qi?

How come even he, who has been in the Blood Tempering stage for half a year, is unable to resist it in the slightest?

"Junior brother, it's a misunderstanding! There must be a misunderstanding!!" Wei Shan begged for mercy in terror; he was truly terrified!

"Why did you hire someone to kill me?"

Shi Wen covered his mouth and twisted Wei Shan's arm off with his other hand.

The immense pain caused large beads of sweat to appear on Wei Shan's forehead.

Wei Shan tried to struggle and roar, but the hand covering his mouth became increasingly heavy, crushing his teeth. Crimson blood stained Wei Shan's face and Shi Wen's hand.

I smelled rust.

Instead of feeling fear or unease, Shi Wen inexplicably felt a surge of murderous intent!

Wei Shan cried out in terror, "I! I didn't hire anyone to kill you!! I have no deep-seated grudge against you, I just can't stand how handsome you are, why would I hire someone to kill you?"

There's no escape!!!

He couldn't even break free from a disciple who had just refined a wisp of blood and qi.

How is that possible?

The only result is that Shi Wen's strength far surpasses his!

"Really?"

Shi Wen loosened his grip slightly, but he absolutely refused to admit that the other person's comment about him being "handsome" had touched him.

He simply felt that they were fellow disciples in the inner court.

We should simply be more understanding and tolerant.

"Really, really! I really have no deep grudge against you. Why would I hire someone to kill you? I'm really not that kind of person!" Wei Shan hurriedly explained, his face full of survival instinct.

"But I was attacked and killed last night, and you were the only one who kept giving me the cold shoulder yesterday."

Shi Wen smiled. "Senior Brother Wei, I'm leaving this matter to you. If you can't find out, it'll be your fault!"

"I……"

Wei Shan was filled with grievances and was about to explain.

But when she met Shi Wen's gaze, which was completely devoid of any emotion, her heart trembled, and she quickly agreed.

"It seems that Senior Brother Wei is a really nice person. I'm sorry, I accidentally hurt your hand just now."

Shi Wen returned the few broken teeth in his hand with a gentle smile, "Here are a few more teeth, take them."

"it is good."

Wei Shan quickly reached out to catch his broken teeth.

Once Shi Wen's figure disappeared, he collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed by fear and despair, and burst into silent tears!

After all.

In the past six months since he became a martial artist, he has basically been relying on others and their numbers to intimidate him.

When have I ever experienced such a terrifying life-or-death crisis?

Back in the courtyard, Shi Wen casually went to Yan Kai to inquire about the special metals, soil, and rocks.

The Indians say they found special metals, rocks, and soil.

Perhaps it could have an unexpected effect on breathing techniques, and he immediately thought of Yan Kai, who ran a business association at home.

"Oh, you mean special metals, rocks, and soil?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Kai immediately laughed and said, "These kinds of things do exist, but they are very expensive. Because they are in short supply, they are basically very difficult to find."

"For example, black iron is heavy and hard. If you add half an ounce or a few coins to ordinary swords, they will immediately become divine weapons that everyone wants. The price is very high. It is estimated that you can only buy a few pieces of it for several hundred ounces of silver. The weight varies. We have to see if anyone is willing to sell them."

"For example, Xuan Ni can make the metal it is made of have restorative properties. Problems such as dents on the blade will recover on their own. These are more expensive, costing about 500 taels of silver for just a few taels. They are things that martial arts masters make to show off their status."

"Have you ever heard of meteorite iron? It's gold from outer space, extremely rare, and even ten thousand taels of silver wouldn't be enough to buy a single piece..."

Upon hearing this...

Shi Wen couldn't help but feel conflicted.

He currently has some money and is torn between wanting to buy a house and purchasing special metal clay.

I was surprised to hear that special types of metallic clay were so expensive.

I couldn't help but hesitate.

After all, with his current money, he can't buy many pieces of metal.

Yan Kai is quite easygoing.

Tell him what he wants to know with a smile.

After a while, Wei Shan, his face covered in blood and clutching his severed arm, walked out of the empty room. His eyes darted around, and he didn't dare to look at anyone.

This left many inner court disciples astonished.

"Junior Brother Wei, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Mingting stood up, walked towards Shi Wen, and coldly shouted, "Boy, give me an explanation."

"Senior Brother Sun, it's alright, I'm fine!"

Wei Shan quickly stopped him, a forced smile on his face. "I accidentally tripped and fell in the room!"

He did his utmost to prevent a conflict from occurring.

Sun Mingting had no choice but to let the matter drop.

After some time.

Wei Shan ran excitedly to find Shi Wen, "Senior Brother Shi, we've found him!"

He checked.

The person he suspected was Huang Dequan, a disciple of the outer academy.

Huang Dequan arrived at the boxing academy in the morning looking distracted. He even made a point of asking if Shi Wen had come to the academy before leaving in a panic.

"It's him? But what grudge do I have against him?"

Shi Wen was quite puzzled.

"It's just jealousy at play!"

Wei Shan took it all in stride. In front of Shi Wen, he lost his usual arrogance and became much more obsequious.

His demeanor was even more obsequious than when he was facing his sugar daddy, Yan Kai.

"I'll leave this matter to Senior Brother Wei. Remember to clean it up thoroughly."

Shi Wen smiled at him.

Wei Shan felt a chill run down his spine and wanted to refuse, but seeing the gradually cooling eyes in those eyes, he inexplicably shivered and quickly agreed, "Okay! I'll handle it!"

"Okay, that's settled."

Shi Wen patted him on the shoulder and turned to practice his skills.

The boxing academy was bustling in the afternoon.

Yan Kai was hosting a banquet at Jiangcheng Tower tonight to celebrate Qin Huan's breakthrough in Blood Tempering, and had invited many of his fellow disciples from the Inner Court and wealthy businessmen from the city.

Jiangcheng Tower is one of the most luxurious restaurants in the outer city.

Rumor has it that it costs 100 strings of cash just to sit down and have a cup of tea, and meals are even more expensive.

Yan Kai is hosting a grand banquet tonight; who wouldn't want to join in the fun?

In contrast, Shi Wen, who practiced boxing alone, seemed like an anomaly, silently practicing his boxing again and again under the shade of a tree.

Suddenly.

A figure walked towards him.

It was Zhou Heling! "Junior Brother Shi, do you have time to chat?"

"Is there something you need?"

Shi Wen glanced at her, and Zhou Heling sighed, "Sigh, speaking of which, Junior Brother, you're in the same boat as me, you couldn't go to dinner tonight, right?"

"Junior brother, have you thought about what it will be like to stay at the boxing academy in the future?"

"Tonight's dinner isn't mandatory, but everyone else went except us. Won't we be ostracized in the inner courtyard afterward?"

With a serious expression, she said, "Junior Brother Shi, since neither of us can be trusted, why don't we leave the martial arts academy?"

Zhou Heling lowered her voice and whispered, "There's a martial arts master from out of town who opened a new martial arts academy called Absolute Kill Fist on Willow Street in the west of the city."

"Now, that expert is trying to spread his fame. Anyone who goes to him will be immediately accepted as a core disciple, taught core martial arts, and every month a core disciple will receive a bottle of pills, a fixed amount of medicinal soup, 20 catties of exotic beast meat, and personal guidance and breakthrough experience from a famous master."

"Besides that, there are also job opportunities in the city, and work-related matters that can earn a considerable share of the profits..."

She whispered, her eyes shining, "For us weaklings, that's where we belong!"

"No need, I'm not particularly interested in other martial arts for the time being."

Shi Wen shook his head.

"Junior Brother Shi, you really don't want to give it a try?" Zhou Heling asked in surprise. "Your physical constitution is poor. You didn't nourish your body properly when you broke through to the Blood Tempering stage. At best, you'll only reach the peak of the Blood Tempering stage."

"But if we move to a new place and newcomers join us, we'll definitely be given important responsibilities!"

She said a few more words.

But Shi Wen shook his head and refused, so Zhou Heling had no choice but to stop trying to dissuade him and returned to the outer courtyard.

in the afternoon.

Zhou Heling hesitated for a long time.

In the end, he sent a disciple from the outer court to deliver the letter to Li Qianqian, and then left.

After learning about this, Li Qianqian did not investigate further, but instead instructed an inner court disciple who had been in the Blood Tempering stage for quite some time to manage the outer court.

When it was time to get out of school.

A large group of inner court disciples departed in droves, creating a lively scene.

Shi Wen left alone.

As is customary, I went to collect a bag of "lucky meat".

For some reason, I didn't see the goatee-bearded Taoist today. It was the young Taoist named Ying Kuang who gave him the blessed meat.

Recently, more and more refugees have been pouring into Heiyun County.

The scene at the Fusheng Association was even more chaotic, with thousands of people scrambling for the limited amount of "lucky meat," which they regarded as divine meat. Some even got into fights because they couldn't get any.

If it weren't for that young Taoist priest giving him extra...

Judging from the chaotic situation at the scene, Shi Wen felt that he might not even be able to snag any lucky meat.

"That kid seems to have some issues?"

After greeting Shi Wen, Ying Kuang stared at Shi Wen's retreating figure with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.