What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

While the two were talking, the martial artists around them finally recovered from their initial shock.

"Has Qin Lang... gone mad?!"

Someone lowered their voice, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Why won't he let someone else treat him?!"

"Didn't you see that? He almost attacked the Chu family members with a knife!"

"Is this the Heart-Sharpening Rock?"

A martial artist, his face pale, looked up again at the massive mountain, hundreds of feet high.

Just now, all I felt was a strong sense of oppression.

Looking at it now...

Why does that mountain look like it's gaping open, waiting for people to crawl inside?

"That's terrifying!!"

"If Qin Lang is like this, wouldn't I just die in there?!"

This statement seems to have expressed the sentiments of many people.

Who is Qin Lang?

In the first level, without relying on magical artifacts or figurines, I relied solely on my physical strength to be the first to leave Thousand Hills Territory!

not to mention.

Everyone heard those words clearly before entering Lixin Rock.

If you can't even guard your own heart, what's the use of having high cultivation?

We martial artists must have unwavering resolve!

That's quite a strong statement.

The results of it?

Qin Lang went in.

When he came out, he looked a bit like Qin Lang's long-lost, crazy brother.

This contrast is immediately apparent.

Who wouldn't panic?

Soon, someone in the crowd raised their hand: "I quit!"

As soon as the voice was spoken, many people around noticed their eyes flicker.

Once someone takes the lead, those who were still hesitant seem to have finally found a way out.

"I'm quitting too!"

"I've thought about it, and marriage is a serious matter that can't be rushed."

"right!"

"My mother is right, I'm still young!"

"Me too!"

"The eldest daughter of the Chu family is wonderful, but I suddenly realize that being single is actually quite liberating!"

One by one.

The man who was so excited when he passed the first test that he couldn't wait to rush into the Chu family and call them father-in-law is now visibly much more sober.

A wife is truly precious.

Brains are more valuable.

It's not worth it to spend the rest of your life drawing a sword at everyone just to participate in a marriage contest.

Just when many people were having second thoughts.

"Oh."

A snicker suddenly came from the crowd.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was extremely jarring.

Everyone turned their heads, and the long-haired martial artist who had been only one step behind Qin Lang slowly walked out.

His long hair, reaching his waist, swayed gently with each step. He first glanced at Qin Lang, who was still holding a knife and on guard, not letting anyone get close. His eyes held little sympathy, but rather a hint of undisguised disdain.

"I had heard of Qin Lang, the one-armed man, before. He was quite famous."

"I thought it was something really amazing."

The long-haired martial artist's lips curled into a smile.

"In the end, he was a complete waste."

The expressions of the surrounding martial artists changed slightly.

But the long-haired martial artist didn't care at all; he raised his head again.

His gaze fell upon the enormous Heart-Piercing Rock.

"What could a Heart-Sharpening Rock possibly have?"

Done.

The long-haired martial artist turned around, his gaze passing over the crowd and directly towards the location of the Chu family.

The smile on his face deepened.

"Patriarch Chu."

"Young Miss".

"Wait for my good news!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the long-haired martial artist strode to the front of the Heart-Sharpening Rock and raised his right hand.

Snapped.

It was firmly pressed onto the Heart-Sharpening Rock.

The surrounding crowd watched the long-haired martial artist disappear, their feelings a mix of emotions.

After all, Qin Lang had just come out from inside, and now he was carrying a knife like a frightened wild beast.

"Who is this guy? He's so arrogant!"

Someone asked.

"I noticed him during the first challenge. He was holding a blue bead and got out without much effort."

"Judging from the way he spoke, it felt like Qin Lang was someone he picked up off the street?"

The people next to him also shook their heads.

They obviously don't know each other.

But just then, someone in the back of the crowd suddenly exclaimed "Hey!"

"etc."

"I think I've heard of this person before."

All eyes immediately turned to them.

"Feng Qian!"

Someone immediately followed up with, "Very famous?"

"I wouldn't say I'm famous."

The martial artist smacked his lips, seemingly pondering how to describe it.

"However, this person's experiences are quite interesting among the younger generation in Xiling Prefecture."

He grew up in an orphanage.

"I heard that he was abandoned by his family shortly after birth, for a simple reason: his Qi Sea was blocked."

Upon hearing this, the people around him visibly showed some surprise.

The Qi Sea is blocked.

In today's world, it's practically the same as having no connection to martial arts.

Even the most ordinary person with the worst talent can at least try to sense Yuan energy. But for someone whose Qi Sea is blocked, Yuan energy can't even circulate after entering their body. The difficulty of cultivation is about the same as changing the water in a swimming pool with a straw.

Theoretically, it cannot be said that there is absolutely no hope.

But in reality—if someone doesn't own a mine, they basically don't need to even consider it.

Someone frowned and asked:

"So what's wrong with him now?"

"Judging from his performance in the first test, he doesn't seem incapable of cultivation at all."

That's why I said this guy's got some skills.

The martial artist got interested and simply moved aside, found a rock to sit on, and made it clear that no one would leave until he finished telling everyone the gossip.

"Feng Qian was really poor when he was a child."

"Orphanages can provide food and lodging, but when it comes to cultivation, you can't expect them to spend a large sum of money specifically to treat his Qi Sea, can you?"

"So he started saving money on his own when he was very young."

"At first, I collected things and sold them."

"Bottles, scrap metal, things that others don't want—he'll pick up anything as long as it can be exchanged for money."

Someone nearby twitched their lips.

"This is too tragic."

"It may be tough, but they're really good at enduring hardship."

The warrior continued:

"After he got a little older, he started doing odd jobs everywhere, doing whatever could earn money."

"Later, as he got older, he became increasingly audacious and simply went to the supply depots on the outskirts of the battlefield of ten thousand races."

"At that time, he wasn't even considered a formal martial artist."

"But they know how to handle things."

"After the warriors return, they help carry the spoils of war. Before the team sets off, they help check the items."

"Someone came back covered in blood. He ran faster than the people who were actually doing their jobs at the supply station. He did everything from fetching water and getting supplies to cleaning up."

"The most crucial thing is—"

As the martial artist spoke, the expression on his face gradually became somewhat subtle.

"This kid has a sharp eye."

He knows exactly who has money, who is powerful, and who is generous.

"He was only seven or eight years old at that time!"

"Wow, they're already researching this at such a young age?"

"and then?"

"And that's how he saved up little by little."

The martial artist looked at Feng Qian in front of the Heart-Sharpening Rock, and his tone gradually became more serious.

"The money from finding something."

"The money for odd jobs."

"The money I earned running errands for martial artists."

"And then there were all the jobs I took on afterward, no matter how hard I tried."

"Not a single penny wasted."

"He saved all his money."

"Because he was fixated on one thing: treating the Qi Sea."

"Finally, one day, he saved up enough. He bought the elixir and his Qi Sea was healed."

At this point, the man sighed.

"A disastrous start, no family, no background."

"We have to earn all our own resources."

"In the end, they managed to catch up all the way to where they are now."

Everyone instinctively looked at Feng Qian again.

This time, his eyes were noticeably different from before.

Hearing how arrogant this guy was before he went in, I felt like he deserved a beating.

But looking at it now...

To have risen from an orphan with blocked Qi Sea and abandoned by his family to this point, standing alongside someone like Qin Lang in the Chu family's most challenging marriage trial...

It's really not easy.

The martial artist, who had been talking for a long time, finally clicked his tongue and gave his evaluation.

Anyway.

"I might not like this person's temper."

"But given his start, how did he manage to survive until now, and end up like this..."

"He's definitely someone worth mentioning."

The people nearby nodded in agreement.

"Qin Lang was made to look like that."

"I wonder... whether Feng Qian can pass the test."