Chapter 123: Secret Manual

The next day, Bai Lang woke up very early—absorbing a wisp of the purple qi from the rising sun each day had become his habit. Afterwards, practicing San Shi Er Lu Chang Quan a bit was just to loosen up his limbs. When he was about to go eat breakfast, Bai Lang discovered that the goddess Tian Li was already waiting for him at the dormitory entrance. If it were the past Bai Lang, he might have been so happy he'd suffer a myocardial infarction and die, but the current Bai Lang just thought this woman was truly pragmatic.

Maybe she isn't looking for a rich son-in-law...... Given Tian Li's looks and figure, finding a boyfriend among the official members of a university club like the Martial Arts Club wouldn't be hard. And although Bai Lang doesn't have the memories of being a past sycophant, he can also guess that this woman probably has several 'boyfriends', juggling them to gain various benefits—because Tian Li's academic performance isn't much better than Bai Lang's current level either......

When she saw Bai Lang, she acted as if they were very familiar, coming over and laughing, she said, 'Bai Lang, you've already finished your morning training? Want to go eat together?' She looked just like a typical freshman female college student, which actually matched her true identity—both she and Bai Lang had just enrolled this year. Bai Lang smiled, 'Sure.' So they chatted casually as they walked to the cafeteria......

Bai Lang had a special arrangement; as a member of the Martial Arts Club, he had a dedicated pickup window—large portions, good food, thanks to the school's special subsidy, it counted as a small privilege. He just needed to swipe his Martial Arts Club membership card to eat, and of course Tian Li also got to enjoy some decent breakfast by riding his coattails—but Bai Lang knew this was all a deliberate act to curry favor. This girl probably wouldn't normally eat breakfast, and even if she did, it definitely wouldn't be from the cafeteria.

In short, that meal was eaten with insincere pleasantries—Bai Lang thought so. After finishing, he headed straight to the Martial Arts Club to take a look; perhaps he could learn something useful from others' strengths. Although these college students had never experienced life-and-death combat, martial arts in this world had developed over many years, and Bai Lang believed he could find some usable techniques. Many martial arts restrict their transmission, and the state promotes only a few sets of beginner arts that have been carefully researched and are best for cultivating qi sensitivity.

Bai Lang had Tian Li beside him; this woman seemed determined to at least today find a way to insert herself into Bai Lang's daily life, dragging that sycophant back again. 'Not happening!' Bai Lang thought to himself. The front desk receptionist of the Martial Arts Club was still senior Yan Xiaoyan; although her beauty didn't match Tian Li's, her sweetness surpassed Tian Li's, so when the two women met, Bai Lang felt as if sparks flew. 'Is this an innate ability of women to spot gold-diggers?'

Yan Xiaoyan smiled and said, 'Bai Lang, is this your first time coming to practice? The president is also here, so you can ask for advice.' Bai Lang wasn't particularly interested in asking for advice; he first asked Yan Xiaoyan, 'Um... does the Martial Arts Club have paid off-campus instruction? I'm poor and need to work-study.' Bai Lang never thought it was shameful to say he was poor in front of a girl......

Yan Xiaoyan giggled, and Tian Li also smiled—no look of contempt, for Bai Lang's financial prospects were truly broad. 'You have no money, junior? Bai Lang, you've already cultivated internal force; such an instructor is very popular. Let me contact the Student Union later; I recall they have a few instructing jobs paying eight hundred to a thousand per hour—there aren't many who are willing to go out and teach like you, a martial artist with internal force......'

Even Tian Li would twitch at the corner of her eye at that hourly wage—although it couldn't be eight hours of instruction, even just one hour a day would amount to thirty thousand a month; if she took on several of those, she could earn fifty to sixty, seventy to eighty thousand a month...... The pocket money of those ordinary rich kids at school probably wouldn't even reach that much. Applied to Tian Li, she would be supported by those several boyfriends, but she likely wouldn't have that much money to spend on her.

'This student, the training ground behind is only accessible to official members. Are you planning to wait here for Bai Lang, junior, to finish his cultivation and come out?' Yan Xiaoyan asked Tian Li with a smile, while Bai Lang laughed and had already gone in first.

This is the training ground used by official members, covering the entire second floor of the Martial Arts Club's dedicated gymnasium. It is divided into two large training halls and six small ones, also including two changing rooms and two bathrooms, even having massage beds and massage tubs, and even a swimming pool. This whole facility is provided solely for these official members, and as soon as Bai Lang entered, he saw Club President Qian Ruohai training—a man with a fine name who was already in his third year—although senior members wouldn't necessarily quit the club, they would voluntarily step down from their positions.

Bai Lang watched that senior training in the large hall; he too was a martial artist who had cultivated internal force, currently practicing a set of palm techniques. Since it was in the large hall, that meant he didn't mind being observed, so Bai Lang tilted his head and watched for a while. 'The killing intent is insufficient; it seems he's practicing the method rather than the application.' He moved to the side, and at that moment Yan Xiaoyan also came up—don't let her front‑desk role fool you, she too had cultivated qi sense and was a quasi internal‑force martial artist.

'Senior, do you have any martial arts secret manuals? I really want to see them.' Bai Lang didn't beat around the bush, he just asked directly.

Yan Xiaoyan tilted her head, thought for a moment, then nodded, 'With your cultivation and status as an official member, that's fine.' She brought Bai Lang to the adjacent computer room, where there was a row of eight computers, 'Your username and password—log in and you can browse the secret manuals there.' Yan Xiaoyan winked, 'This is only part of it.' Bai Lang knew the other part, or rather the truly advanced part, probably required face‑to‑face instruction.

'What about finding a coach?' However, Yan Xiaoyan smiled without answering.

'Here, Bai Lang. I've already spoken for you—just go find the Student Union yourself, and when you get the money, treat me to a meal.' After saying that, Yan Xiaoyan walked away.

'Thanks, thanks, I'll definitely treat you.' Bai Lang opened the computer; besides My Computer, the browser, and QQ, there was only one program on the desktop. He opened the program, entered the username and password Yan Xiaoyan gave him, and when the program opened, there were twelve e‑books inside.

Bai Lang's reading speed wasn't slow; the e‑books contained two sets of palm techniques, one set of fist techniques, and one set of leg techniques combined with Lightness Skill—these belonged to the so‑called combat methods. The remaining eight sets of fist techniques were for cultivating Internal Force and the body. The combat methods were simple and unadorned, while the training methods were rather complicated. 'Too bad, basically useless......' Bai Lang sighed inwardly; it seemed this was also a greatly disseminated martial art, probably only a step above the heavily promoted training methods.