Cluck, cluck, cluck …
The rooster crowed loudly as the sky turned white. It was the dawn of another day.
Following the rooster's crowing, the servant disciples who were located at the southernmost part of the mountain pushed open the door and walked out. Some of them went to the training field to practice the Blood Sword Finger, while others carried their pickaxes and headed to the Fine Iron Cave at the back of the mountain. Hundreds of disciples went their separate ways and started a new day in the Aojian Villa. However, Wang Yan was not among them.
Ever since he returned from the Sword Scripture Pavilion, Wang Yan had not left his house. For two whole days, he only stayed in his room to study and cultivate. Although it was only a short two days, Wang Yan's progress was astonishing. It was probably because of the 'Detailed Explanation of Sword Origin Heart Sutra'. He even felt that he had found the path of cultivation.
Phew …
In the narrow room, Wang Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, let out a long sigh. Then, he put his hands together and slowly stopped his cultivation. After a while, he got up and walked to the small table in the room. He picked up the cold steamed bun on the table and drank some cold water. He ate while reading the 'Detailed Explanation of Sword Origin Heart Sutra'.
Just like that, when dawn broke and a ray of morning light shone into the room, Wang Yan closed the secret manual and murmured, "After two days of hard work, I've completely understood the essence of this secret manual. As for the difficult parts that senior mentioned, I didn't find it. I think it's because of my talent in understanding. However, it seems that there's no point in continuing to read this secret manual."
With this thought in mind, Wang Yan naturally checked the progress of his cultivation.
'Sword Origin Heart Sutra, Yellow Level Upper Grade Inner Force, Current Progress – Level Three (20102/24000)'
Since yesterday's intensive reading, the cultivation level required for the Sword Origin Heart Sutra had been reduced to 24000. Wang Yan carefully studied the essence of the secret manual several times, but there was still no change. After all, the Sword Origin Heart Sutra was only an entry-level cultivation method, and the content of the 'Detailed Explanation of Sword Origin Heart Sutra' was not much, only about ten pages. It was already a miracle that it could reduce the required cultivation level by 20%.
More importantly, the effect of this secret manual was not only to reduce the required cultivation level. Because Wang Yan found a way to solve the problem of the Inner Qi being blocked in his meridians, the speed of his Qi circulation had greatly increased. The time required for one round of the Sword Origin Heart Sutra had been reduced from the original four hours to less than an hour.
In this way, according to the endurance and recovery speed of Wang Yan's meridians, he could practice the [Sword Origin Heart Sutra] five times a day, and the time required was almost the same as the two times he had practiced it before. His cultivation speed had more than doubled, so he had no reason to be dissatisfied.
"I'm still too greedy. The current effect of this secret manual is already miraculous. After all, according to the previous situation, it would take about a year to break through to the fourth level of the Sword Origin Heart Sutra, but now it only takes about 40 days.
But the two days that Elder Chen promised me are up, so I can't continue to practice like this. I have to go to the Refined Iron Cave today, but … "
Wang Yan couldn't help but think of the fight two days ago. He didn't understand why those people went to the Refined Iron Cave to kill the handyman disciples. After all, there was no valuable target in the Refined Iron Cave, and no matter how many handyman disciples died, it would have little impact on the Aojian Villa.
Although he couldn't understand those people's motives, every time he recalled the strange words of the fair-skinned man, Wang Yan couldn't help but have an intuition: those people were likely to come again!
This feeling made Wang Yan feel extremely uneasy, but at the same time, he was a little excited. He tried to suppress the restlessness in his heart and thought carefully.
"Originally, I planned to learn a sword technique and use the Jade Water Sword to enhance my strength. However, although the progress of the Sword Origin Heart Sutra is quite fast, my own strength hasn't changed. If I encounter those people again, I'm afraid I'll be in danger. In this case, I should find a way to protect myself."
After making up his mind, Wang Yan no longer practiced in seclusion. He picked up the Jade Water Sword and went out. Under the light of dawn, Wang Yan ran all the way to the northeast of Zi Feng. There were many good places there. The Hall of Precious Medicine that Wang Yan wanted to go to was one of them. Other than that, there were also medical centers, grocery stores, pawnshops, and the Hall of Famed Swords that specialized in selling weapons to the disciples. It was like a small version of the town.
Not long after, Wang Yan got close to the 'town' of the sect. From afar, he could see a big flag fluttering in the wind. The words' Hall of Precious Medicine 'were written on it. This shop was located in the town. After five years of being in the sect, it was Wang Yan's first time coming here. Moreover, he had some silver in his pocket, so he couldn't help but straighten his back and stride toward the town.
"Look, look, good quality Blood Clotting Powder, only selling for a hundred copper coins a pack."
"Ninety percent new Cold Moon Sword for cheap. Buy it or not, come and take a look."
"Selling large quantities of fine iron ore, 490 copper coins a piece, no bargaining!"
Before he entered the town, a loud noise assaulted his face. After a slight discomfort, Wang Yan felt that it was lively and novel, so he eagerly entered the town.
As soon as he entered the town, he saw that apart from the shops on both sides of the wide street, both sides of the street were filled with stalls. The people who set up these stalls were all wearing the sky-blue attire of the disciples guarding the mountain. Looking at this scene, Wang Yan just remembered that the sect had tacitly allowed disciples other than the Miscellaneous Chores Disciples to come to the town during this time in the early morning to exchange what they needed. However, he didn't expect this' exchange of what they needed 'to develop to such a scale. It was practically a market. What surprised Wang Yan even more was that he saw an Inner Sect disciple setting up a stall in front of the Hall of Famed Swords.
It was obvious that this market had existed for a long time. Since the sect did not regulate it, it was obvious that they had tacitly allowed such an existence. It could be considered a small benefit for the disciples guarding the mountain and even the higher-ranked disciples. However, when Wang Yan looked around, there was no other Miscellaneous Chores Disciple other than him in this market. Would it be considered a violation of the sect's rules for him to buy things here?
Wang Yan hesitated as he stood at the entrance of the town. However, before he could think of a reason, a figure suddenly appeared beside him. Before Wang Yan could react, the figure grabbed his arm.
"Brother, come and take a look. This is a three-piece low-class suit. It's a must-have item for a Miscellaneous Chores Disciple like you."
When Wang Yan heard the voice, he turned his head and saw a plump face right in front of him. The two small eyes on the face were narrowed into slits and the mouth was wider than a normal person's mouth. Coupled with a hooked nose and a pair of protruding ears, the smile formed by such facial features made Wang Yan shudder. Wang Yan's first reaction was to break free from the hand behind him. However, the other party was a disciple guarding the mountain after all. He did not want to be too rude. After a moment of hesitation, he was dragged to the front of the stall by this weird-looking fellow.
"Clang, clang, clang. Brother, please allow me to solemnly introduce to you — Zhang Xiaobao's special three-piece low-class suit! Please take a look at the first item … "
Wang Yan could no longer bear it and said, "Senior Brother, I'm still a Miscellaneous Chores Disciple …"
Before he could finish speaking, Senior Brother Oddball interrupted him and said, "Brother, this three-piece low-class suit of mine is a defensive treasure specially developed for Miscellaneous Chores Disciples like you. Junior Brother, you should know about the incident at Fine Iron Cave two days ago. Good lord, over a hundred people died in one go, all of them Miscellaneous Chores Disciples like you.
However, there was no response from the gate. The guards at the back of the mountain were temporarily strengthened for a period of time, but they relaxed again yesterday. Under such circumstances, what if Junior Brother Oddball goes to the back of the mountain to mine and those people come again? It's hard to guarantee that you'll be the next one to suffer.
However, as long as you buy my three-piece suit, the situation will be different. Sneak attacks, assassinations, desperate counterattacks, and even brutal killings will no longer be a dream. Moreover, the price is fair. Not 100 taels, not even 10 taels, but only 8 taels. You can buy it safely and take it home! "
Looking at this weird-looking Senior Brother who had a few strands of hair on his head that looked like grass spouting lotus flowers at an extremely fast speed, Wang Yan's mind began to go blank. Even his forehead felt a little hot, and everything in front of him became a blur. Vaguely, he seemed to see countless numbers and strange symbols flowing rapidly. He stood rooted to the ground as if his computer had crashed.
After an unknown period of time, Wang Yan came back to his senses. Everything in front of him returned to normal. Then, he realized that Senior Brother Oddball was tugging at his sleeve and licking his face, saying, "How is it, Brother? Are you tempted? If you're tempted, then hurry up and do it. You'll get what you want if you're fast. "
Wang Yan finally reacted. He said unhurriedly, "Senior Brother, I want to say that I'm still a Miscellaneous Chores Disciple. Is it against the sect rules to buy things here?"
"Huh?"
Senior Brother Oddball was stunned. Then, his eyes turned and he slapped his thigh, saying, "Brother, is this your first time coming to the Small Market?"
So this stall was called the Small Market by the disciples guarding the mountain?
Wang Yan was slightly moved, but he only nodded and said nothing. After that strange reaction just now, Wang Yan felt that he seemed to have changed a little. He didn't know the specifics, but at least when facing this Senior Brother Oddball in front of him, he felt more at ease.
After getting Wang Yan's response, Zhang Xiaobao reached out and scratched his nose. Then, he laughed and said, "Brother, you're thinking too much. The rules of this Small Market are very simple. For Miscellaneous Chores Disciples, they can only buy but not sell. If you're here to buy things, you can rest assured.
However, since it's your first time here and you're the first to meet me, then this is fate. I won't say anything more. I'll give you a discount. Six taels, take the three-piece set. Also, I, Zhang Xiaobao, know everything in this Small Market. If you want to buy anything, just tell me. I'll definitely get it for you at the cheapest price. Just treat it as making a friend. "
Zhang Xiaobao?
Wang Yan remembered this Senior Brother Oddball's name. He also completely remembered this person. This was because this Zhang Xiaobao gave him a very special feeling. He was completely different from the people in his memories, who were just inflexible and cold. He felt that Zhang Xiaobao was so lively, lively, and full of spirit. No matter what purpose Zhang Xiaobao had, Wang Yan was willing to make this friend.
"Okay."
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