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Chapter 219: Saving Xu Xian, My Sister is a Martial King!

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Bao'an Hall, backyard.

Luo Zijun called his master and senior sister over, first pouring out the contents of his Storage Bag.

In total, there was only a little over a thousand taels of silver.

The rest were just some bottles and jars, useless things.

Then, he took out his own Storage Bag and poured out that Demon Beast pig.

"What a huge beast!"

Seeing the Demon Beast pig, Su Dafang's eyes lit up; he hurried to grab a sharp knife, preparing to butcher it.

"It's not worth it to sell this thing; we might as well eat it."

Luo Zijun said, "With this much, can we finish it?"

Su Dafang said while cutting, "Make it into pork jerky, or have your senior sister add some medicine to refine it into pork pills; you can carry them on you to stave off hunger and replenish your strength. Your cultivation has risen now, so ordinary meat is of little use; only by eating Demon Beast meat can you quickly replenish your power."

Luo Zijun asked in surprise, "Pork pills? Are they medicinal pills?"

Su Dafang said, "They're just pork balls with anti-rot medicine added; just treat them as meat."

Luo Zijun said, "Senior sister is so amazing, she can even make preservatives?"

Su Dafang ignored him and buried his head in butchering the Demon Beast pig meat.

Luo Zijun also took out a Dagger, walked to the other end to start butchering, and said to the young girl nearby who was sniffing those bottles and jars, "Senior sister, go to the front; be careful of blood splashing on your white dress."

Su Qingling ignored him.

Su Dafang said in a low voice, "Disciple, I heard you've been helping your senior sister wash her dresses lately?"

Luo Zijun paused and immediately denied it, "How is that possible?"

Su Dafang chuckled and said, "How is it not possible? It's not like you haven't washed them when you were little."

He then laughed, "Washing one is washing, washing two is also washing; in the future, take your master's stinky clothes to wash as well."

"Sss—"

Just as he finished speaking, Luo Zijun deliberately aimed the pig's head at him, gouged it with his Dagger, and a spurt of fresh blood sprayed all over his face.

Su Dafang immediately raged, "If you won't wash them, don't, why spray me?"

Luo Zijun said, "Disciple was afraid that if I refused directly, Master would lose face, so I reminded you more tactfully."

"Get lost!"

Su Dafang glared at him and ignored him further.

The two of them, one from the head and one from the tail, butchered it piece by piece.

While Luo Zijun was cutting the pig's rear, Su Dafang suddenly let out an "Eh," and pulled a black round bead from the belly of that large Demon Beast pig.

"Demon Core?"

Luo Zijun immediately became excited.

Su Dafang looked at it carefully again and said, "It looks like one, but it's a bit small..."

Luo Zijun hurriedly asked, "Can it be refined and consumed like that weasel Demon Core from last time?"

Last time, he had relied on that weasel Demon Core to advance three levels.

Su Dafang rolled his eyes and said, "That was a shapeshifting monster; can this Demon Beast pig compare? This thing is too small, it probably won't be worth much money."

Luo Zijun was immediately a bit disappointed.

Su Dafang put down the Demon Core, walked to the pig's head, and said, "Guess which part of this Demon Beast pig is the most valuable?"

Luo Zijun thought for a moment and said, "The pig head?"

Su Dafang said irritably, "I think you're a pig head!"

As he spoke, he pried open the Demon Beast pig's mouth and said, "These two large fangs are the most valuable; if refined into swords or daggers, they are sharper and sturdier than those refined from steel."

Luo Zijun asked, "Who can refine them?"

Su Dafang said while gouging out the fangs, "Naturally, a master artifact refiner."

Luo Zijun asked, "Does our Daliang have a master artifact refiner?"

Su Dafang said, "No."

Luo Zijun was speechless and said, "Then isn't Master just talking nonsense?"

Su Dafang glared and said, "What, you're allowed to lick your senior sister's shoes, but I'm not allowed to talk nonsense?"

Luo Zijun: "..."

"I didn't lick..."

"Heh, whether you licked or not, you know in your heart."

"I really didn't lick..."

"Your senior sister said two pairs of her socks were stolen; that person must be you, right? You've probably already taken them back and secretly licked them hundreds of times, right? If you've licked them clean, hurry up and return them!"

"Master, how can you slander people!"

"What evidence do you have to prove that I am slandering you?"

"Master, then I will tell Senior Sister your secrets too! Every time you go to treat a female patient, you like to make them take off their pants, and you like to lean in and let them pass gas for you to smell; you don't even spare an eighty-year-old grandmother..."

"You little brat! You dare to slander your master?"

"Master, what evidence do you have to prove that disciple is slandering you?"

"..."

The two of them, while cutting the Demon Beast pig meat, bickered back and forth, throwing mud at each other.

Su Qingling ignored them and took the bottles and jars to the front.

After a while.

She came over from the front and said expressionlessly, "Someone is looking for you."

"Looking for me?"

Luo Zijun was stunned and asked, "Who? Is it a man or a woman?"

Su Qingling did not answer and left directly.

Luo Zijun felt puzzled in his heart. He hurriedly washed his hands, changed his clothes, and then went to the front. Standing in the shop was a little book boy, his small eyes staring blankly at the cold and aloof young girl in the white dress behind the counter, as if he had lost his soul.

Luo Zijun asked in surprise, "Xu Xian sent you to find me?"

He naturally recognized this little book boy, having seen him a few times in the Outer City before.

The little book boy, named Shu Er, finally came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Young Master Luo, my Young Master is in trouble, please hurry and save him!"

Luo Zijun said, "What happened? Tell me slowly."

The little book boy recounted the whole process of the matter and said with a sobbing tone, "My Young Master told me to come find you, saying you are his good friend and will definitely go save him. Young Master Luo, please go quickly, otherwise my Young Master will be beaten to death by them."

After listening, Luo Zijun stroked his forehead, feeling a sharp pain in his head.

He finally understood the pain of that girl Xu Ziyin; having a brother who never learns his lesson is truly worse than just being killed early on to end it all.

"Two men and one woman in total, they want one hundred taels of silver to release him, right?"

The little book boy nodded hurriedly: "Yes."

Luo Zijun sighed, took out one hundred taels of silver from his person, and was just about to hand it to him when he suddenly asked, "Why didn't you go home to ask for money?"

!

The little book boy said with tears in his eyes, "I went back, but the Second Miss was unwilling to save the Young Master anymore, and she even kicked me flying."

Luo Zijun: "..."

He suddenly asked again, "How did you know I was here?"

The little book boy wiped his tears and said, "I went to find Young Master Wang first. Young Master Wang told me to come to the Bao'an Hall in the Inner City to take a look, so I took my Young Master's scholar Waist Token, begged for a carriage entering the city, and sat inside."

Luo Zijun said, "Wang Dafu?"

Back then, Sun Yan'er and Huang Zhaodi had come here. Presumably, after returning to the Academy, they told Su Bie and Wang Dafu and the others, so it was not strange for the other party to know this place.

The little book boy said, "Yes, it is Young Master Wang Dafu."

Luo Zijun did not ask further. He handed over the one-hundred-tael silver note and said with a cold face, "Tell your Young Master, if there is a next time, let him fend for himself; I will absolutely not help him again."

The little book boy hurriedly begged, "Young Master Luo, my Young Master said he hopes you will go there in person. If I take the silver and go, what if they take the silver and still don't release him? Those two people are so strong, I... I can't beat them."

Luo Zijun thought about it, and those people were indeed capable of doing that.

Helpless, he could only say, "Let's go, lead the way."

Then he said to the counter, "Senior Sister, I'm leaving first. Please tell Master."

Su Qingling lowered her head to click the abacus and ignored him.

The little book boy snuck another glance at her before immediately walking out the door.

Walking on the street, the little book boy couldn't help but say, "Young Master Luo, is that young lady just now your wife? I have never seen such a beautiful girl; she is like a celestial being."

Luo Zijun did not answer, thinking in his heart about how to handle this matter in a moment.

Since he was going in person, the silver naturally would not be given. Besides giving those three swindlers a sound thrashing, he had to make that fellow Xu Xian learn a real lesson.

Otherwise, he reckoned that in a few days, the other party would come to beg for help again.

This damn thing is no different from a gambler; once someone helps him pay off his debts, he can keep gambling until his family is ruined and he ends up committing suicide.

He really didn't know what was inside that fellow's head. Was it filled with dog shit?

The two of them boarded a carriage at the intersection and drove toward the Outer City.

At the same time, another carriage set off from a different street and also drove toward the Outer City.

Meanwhile.

In a certain residence in the south of the Outer City, Xu Xian was tied to a large tree in the courtyard. A burly man was holding a whip in his hand, cursing and threatening him in front of his face.

"Did your book boy run away? You son of a bitch, he's been back for so long, and he still hasn't come to deliver the silver?"

"If he doesn't come soon, I'll beat you until your skin is torn and flesh is mangled first!"

Another pair of a man and a woman were flirting and dawdling on chairs not far away.

Xu Xian said with a mournful face, "My family has no more silver. Please wait a little longer; my book boy must have gone to the Inner City. I have a friend who will definitely come to save me."

The burly man sneered, "Looking at your attire, you don't look like someone from a poor family. You're even a scholar, and your family doesn't have one hundred taels of silver?"

Xu Xian said with a face full of shame, "It was all lost by me."

"Yo, you brat, you still gamble! Lost it all? How much silver did you lose in total?"

The burly man said sarcastically.

Xu Xian sobbed, "It wasn't gambling, it was... I was swindled. In total... in total it's tens of thousands of taels..."

"Fuck your mother! Tens of thousands of taels!"

The burly man's face showed great pain, and then he couldn't help but "crack" a whip across his body, shouting angrily, "You damn thing, you have so much money? Why couldn't you leave those tens of thousands of taels for me?"

Xu Xian screamed in pain and cried, "It was all... all earned by my sister through hard work..."

At this moment, the woman suddenly stood up and asked with a curious face, "What does your sister do? She can earn tens of thousands of taels of silver?"

Xu Xian said with tears flowing, "She is a martial artist..."

"Martial artist?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the three of them were shocked.

Another thin, tall youth also immediately stood up from his chair, his face changing color as he asked, "What cultivation level?"

Seeing that they seemed afraid, Xu Xian's eyes rolled, and he immediately said, "Martial King! My sister is a Martial King!"

The three: "..."

"Crack!"

The burly man suddenly whipped him again and cursed, "Martial King? I'm a Martial God, then!"

That pair of man and woman suddenly burst into loud laughter.

"This kid is a fool..."

The fear that had just risen in the three people's hearts immediately vanished into thin air.

Not to mention a Martial King, the entire Liang doesn't even have a single Grandmaster; does he not use his brain when bragging?

How old are you? How old is your younger sister?

"We will wait until evening; if your page boy still hasn't brought the money back, hmph..."

Just at this moment, a series of knocks suddenly came from outside the main gate.

(End of this chapter)

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