Chapter 21: I Borrowed Two Thousand

【Po Saint Realm: Level 2 (7/15)】

【Break-Saint Fruit:

Force: (46/100)

Blood (36/100)

Technique: (54/100)】

Returning to Jia Li, Chen Yan looked at the data panel for the Po Saint Realm.

Originally, there were only twelve hours of time to comprehend the Origin Crystal, but because of Wang Yang, Chen Yan gained an extra three hours of comprehension time.

It was precisely because of these extra three hours that, after having already consumed three Technique Character Break-Saint Fruits, Chen Yan had another Technique Character and Force Character Break-Saint Fruit that had grown halfway to maturity.

If one counted the one obtained after defeating Zhang Qingsi yesterday at noon.

Within twenty-four hours, Chen Yan had consumed four Technique Character Break-Saint Fruits in succession!

A bumper harvest!

The continuous sound of cicadas rang out from outside the window, and the room was filled with a sweltering aura.

Chen Yan, however, sat upright wearing only a pair of shorts, his chest rising and falling with his breath, his muscles suddenly bulging and then slowly subsiding, while blue veins twisted like coiled dragons before quickly submerging beneath his skin and flesh.

To the eye, Chen Yan's body seemed to be constantly shrinking and expanding; the fluctuations were not large, but such a scene revealed a strange feeling.

Hu-ha, hu-ha, hu-ha...

Chen Yan's breathing grew heavier, and the dust in the surroundings slowly stirred, flying gently within the shafts of light along with the slight airflow.

Outside the room, Chen Yuhu heard this terrifying breathing sound and first pushed the door open in astonishment, but after seeing Chen Yan's current state, he quietly closed the door again.

Chen Yuhu stood stunned on the spot for a long time, but a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Although he did not understand, what Chen Yan was doing at this moment was something ordinary people could not do.

This was enough; this was already telling Chen Yuhu that his Son was becoming more powerful.

Holding the twenty thousand in prize money that Chen Yan had been issued, Chen Yuhu pondered for a long while before leaving Jia Li.

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As Chen Yan continued to breathe, inside the Po Saint Realm, orange, golden, and green lights intertwined and flowed.

The orange light representing Force energy was the least, while the golden light representing Technique was more abundant.

The most abundant, however, was the green light representing Constitution energy, which could not be absorbed.

Chen Yan sighed softly; it seemed the priority for upgrading the Holy Tree was the highest.

It was understandable that there was less Technique energy, because relying on the memories in his brain to comprehend was certainly not as rapid as comprehending the Origin Crystal.

But because his understanding of the 【Red Ridge Body Casting Canon】 was becoming deeper, the speed at which he enhanced his own strength through the 【Red Ridge Body Casting Canon】 was becoming faster and faster.

Although the Constitution energy could not yet be absorbed by the Holy Tree, Chen Yan's physique at this moment was truly becoming more powerful.

After continuously comprehending the 【Red Ridge Body Casting Canon】, Chen Yan's understanding of the path of Horizontal Refinement was also becoming deeper.

"School starts in three days; I wonder how many Break-Saint Fruits I can obtain in these few days."

A brilliant light appeared in Chen Yan's pupils.

The initial realm of the path of Horizontal Refinement was the Seventy-Two Patterns Extreme Forging Realm.

Skin, Tendon, Bone, and Force each accounted for eighteen patterns.

That is to say, only when Grain Marks grow on the flesh is it a true sign of embarking on the Martial Dao; even though Chen Yan's strength was already extremely high, he was not yet considered to have embarked on the Martial Dao.

But in his heart, there was a faint feeling.

"Soon."

Chen Yan continued his cultivation, but his pupil color changed slightly.

It seemed someone had come to his home; although it was very slight, this minor movement might have only been heard vaguely yesterday, but now he could distinguish that it was the sound of footsteps.

Chen Yan walked into the courtyard and saw Hu Zeyuan walking on tiptoe, carrying a gift box in his hand; upon seeing Chen Yan, he shouted with sudden enthusiasm:

"Xiaoyan, I've come."

Hu Zeyuan's face was brimming with a bright smile, and upon seeing Chen Yan, he wished he could immediately rush up and give him a fierce hug, but at this moment, Chen Yan's body was engorged with blood, and the muscles on his body were extremely prominent due to the breathing method he was practicing.

All of a sudden, Hu Zeyuan was both astonished and somewhat afraid in his heart.

He had seen what Chen Yan looked like before, and even a few days ago he hadn't been this sturdy; at a glance, he looked like a man-eating Tiger, possessing great majesty.

He just stood on the spot smiling foolishly:

"Xiaoyan, Uncle heard that you all have the True Martial Prize Money evaluation in two days, so I bought you some supplements to try."

He shook the supplements in his hand, specifically revealing the label stuck to the side.

【Zhen Hua Yang Yuan Liquid Suggested Retail Price: 3000】

A grand gesture.

Chen Yan's expression, however, was completely calm, and he even wanted to laugh.

Hu Zeyuan had still used his brain, deliberately acting as if he didn't know the selection list for the True Martial Prize Money had already been released, and that he had come to give gifts purely for his sake.

The key is, with the way you used your brain, if I really believed it, wouldn't that make me look very stupid?

Chen Yan just said quietly:

"The True Martial Prize Money has already been selected."

"Really?" Hu Zeyuan's pupil light changed slightly, revealing an astonished look, and he said with annoyance:

"Then... I... I came late, but since I'm already here..."

As Hu Zeyuan spoke, he handed over the gift in his hand, but Chen Yan continued:

"Since you're here, you can also leave."

Hu Zeyuan stood stunned on the spot, opened his mouth, and smiled bitterly:

"Xiaoyan, Uncle was indeed a bit strict with you before, but Uncle did indeed borrow one thousand from your family when I was critically ill."

Chen Yan nodded and turned to walk into the house:

"I certainly remember that."

Hu Zeyuan's face lit up with joy, but he saw Chen Yan continue:

"Next time Hu Yuan is critically ill, I will definitely lend you money." Chen Yan turned his head to meet Hu Zeyuan's gaze, but his eyes had become as sharp as a falcon's:

"I'll lend you Two Thousand!"

Hu Zeyuan walked out of the courtyard with a livid face, only to hear a 'Bang!' as the courtyard gate behind him was slammed shut.

Humiliated to such an extent, Hu Zeyuan pursed his lips tightly and looked at the gift in his hands, preparing to smash it down hard, but the next moment, he simply couldn't bring himself to do it.

"What are you acting so high and mighty for?"

He muttered resentfully before leaving.

Inside the room, Chen Yan exhaled a breath of stale air.

"A kindness of a drop of water should be repaid with a gushing spring!"

He whispered to himself; Wang Yang had been kind to him, and Luo Puxin had been kind to him.

How could he ever forget? He wanted to achieve the Dao and bring his family to glory; he wanted to repay those who helped him today.

This was one of the goals he was striving for.

He was grateful for Hu Zeyuan lending him money, but Hu Zeyuan had trampled the dignity of both father and son underfoot for the sake of one thousand yuan.

Because to Hu Zeyuan, to Xia Dong, and to most people.

His, Chen Yan's, dignity was not worth one thousand yuan.

In this world, everyone else could think his dignity was not worth one thousand yuan, but only...

Only he, Chen Yan, could not!

If he belittled himself, then what was everything he had done for?

Training!

Chen Yan sat on the bed; three days was enough time for him to become even stronger!

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Luoshan County, Zhangni Township.

Inside a quiet Tingyuan, a shirtless Youth stood with his feet slightly apart, steady as a rock, when suddenly he leaped up like a Mammoth Eagle pouncing on a rabbit, his Arms stretching and swinging, his Fist wind whistling.

"Very good."

A light Laughter sounded from atop the courtyard wall, and Luo Puxin, dressed in casual clothes, was seen crossing his arms and watching the Youth with satisfaction.

"Honorable Luo." The Youth retracted his Fist and bowed respectfully to Luo Puxin.

"Zhang Mancang, your foundation is very poor, and you still haven't achieved Awakening of Qi and Blood, but I have been teaching you for a long time these past few days, and you indeed have great potential." Luo Puxin walked in front of the Youth and began to guide the Youth's movements.

The Youth named Zhang Mancang wiped the sweat from his face and began to learn with an open mind, but there was a trace of guilt and fear in his eyes.

The rules for this True Martial Class were that all students who received the True Martial Prize Money would enter, but the Chu Family had taken over everything and privately removed the names of more than twenty people.

If Luo Puxin reported this matter, it would not cause too much of an impact on the Chu Family.

His target was the Deputy Instructor of this True Martial Class, who was also the Minister of the True Martial Division Resource Department of Luoshan County, from the Chu Family: Chu Lan.

The spots for the True Martial Class were decided by Chu Lan; in their eyes, Luo Puxin was merely a parachuted-in Chief Instructor with no real power.

Little did they know that Luo Puxin had come to Luoshan County specifically for them.

At the very least, he could use this matter to pull out another nail the Chu Family had in the True Martial Office.

"On the day the True Martial Class is established, I will invite Bai Yuyue, the Deputy Minister of the Military Martial Department of the Yunmeng City True Martial Office, to come; everything will depend on you then."

Luo Puxin said while guiding Zhang Mancang:

"When the time comes, you will challenge the True Martial Class on the grounds of injustice; this matter will then blow up completely. You will make an enemy of the Chu Family, but you will also gain the attention of me and some people within the True Martial Office.

Among the twenty people deprived of the True Martial Class, you are the strongest and the one with the most hope of achieving Awakening of Qi and Blood in the short term."

Luo Puxin patted Zhang Mancang on the Shoulder and said, full of hope:

"There are still a few days left; strive to achieve Awakening of Qi and Blood during these days. I can tell, it's almost time."

Zhang Mancang was stared at by Luo Puxin like this, his Pupil flickering slightly, and then he bowed respectfully:

"Zhang Mancang will not let down Honorable Luo's expectations!"

Luo Puxin nodded and laughed:

"Good, good, good!"

Saying this, he left the Tingyuan.

Zhang Mancang stood in the courtyard, his Pupil gradually becoming troubled, and soon he sat down on the ground in despair.

Creak...

The courtyard gate was pushed open, and a man wearing clean clothes and gold-rimmed glasses walked into the Tingyuan.

"Honorable Chu!"

Seeing the person who had arrived, Zhang Mancang hurriedly bowed.

"Luo Puxin just left?" The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was imposing; he was none other than Chu Lan of the Chu Family, whom Luo Puxin was targeting.

"Yes, he just left." Zhang Mancang said, his eyes full of bitterness.

"Heh." Chu Lan narrowed his eyes and then looked at Zhang Mancang:

"You did well. If it weren't for you reporting to us, I might have really been brought down by this Luo Puxin in one fell swoop."