Glaring at the little fatty, Duan Lingtian said in annoyance, "Damn fatty, do you think inscriptions are cabbages that you can get whenever you want? I haven't even asked you for money yet. Do you know that just this' Thunder Flame Inscription 'alone requires over thirty taels of silver! "
Inscriptions were originally things that burned money.
Inscriptions like the Thunder Flame Inscription were still low level inscriptions.
Higher level inscriptions would easily require over a thousand taels, ten thousand taels, or even more ….
Duan Lingtian originally thought that by saying this, the little fatty would back off.
After all, even the little fatty's father, Fifth Elder Li Ting's monthly salary was only a dozen or so taels of silver. It was impossible for him to squander like this.
Who knew that when the little fatty heard Duan Lingtian's words, he would suddenly laugh.
He reached into his bosom and directly took out a stack of banknotes. Each banknote was a hundred taels of silver and handed it to Duan Lingtian. "Boss, isn't it just silver? Anything that can be solved with silver isn't a problem at all! There should be seven or eight hundred taels here. Take it all and ask that inscription master to make me a few more inscriptions. "
Duan Lingtian was stunned.
He was sure that the money in the little fatty's hands was definitely not given by Fifth Elder Li Ting.
Although Li Ting had earned five hundred taels of silver from him last time.
Even so, Li Ting's net worth was at most one thousand five hundred taels of silver.
Otherwise, before the battle between him and Li Jie, Li Ting wouldn't have been unable to take out a second five hundred taels of silver to bet with Li Kun.
Duan Lingtian took the banknotes and weighed them in his hands before asking, "Li Xuan, where did you get this money from?"
The little fatty grinned and his small eyes narrowed, "Grandfather gave it to me before I returned to the Li family last time. Boss, don't tell my father. Otherwise, I won't be able to keep the rest of the money. "
"Other than these banknotes, you have more?"
Duan Lingtian stared blankly for a moment before his eyes lit up. He didn't expect the little fatty to be a financial backer.
"Hehe, there are still some."
The little fatty said with an indifferent expression, "My grandfather said that when I run out of money, I just need to send him a letter, and he'll get someone to send more to me."
Duan Lingtian's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that the little fatty's grandfather was not simple. He had never heard of him before.
In Duan Lingtian's memories, he only knew that the little fatty's mother had passed away seven or eight years ago, and then the little fatty had gone out with his grandfather.
"As long as you have the money, everything is negotiable …"
Duan Lingtian squinted his eyes and patted Fatty's shoulder. "How about this, I'll write down the materials you need for the Thunder Fire Inscription Pattern and you can buy them yourself. Treat this money as my reward. In the future, I'll inscribe as many Thunder Fire Inscriptions as you have. What do you think?"
"Boss, you said that you'll help me inscribe … Could it be that you're the one who inscribed the Thunder Fire Inscription Pattern?"
The little fatty was dumbfounded as he understood the meaning behind Duan Lingtian's words.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? As long as the inscription pattern is useful, you don't have to care who inscribes it!"
Duan Lingtian casually stuffed the banknotes into his pocket and returned to his room in the courtyard. He took out a pen and paper and wrote down the materials needed for the Thunder Fire Inscription Pattern.
"According to the amount written on it, one set can inscribe one Thunder Fire Inscription Pattern … Oh right, you should prepare more accessories. One accessory can only hold one inscription pattern at a time."
Duan Ling Tian said as he passed the note in his hand to the little fatty.
"Okay."
The little fatty took the paper as if it was a treasure. He then looked at Duan Lingtian eagerly as if he wanted to say something.
"If you have something to say, then say it. If you're done, then scram!"
Duan Lingtian said unhappily.
During this period of time, he had been annoyed by this little fatty.
"Boss, I … Can I learn the art of inscriptions from you?"
The little fatty's chubby face trembled as he asked with a face full of expectation.
Seeing Duan Lingtian frown, the little fatty hurriedly said, "Boss, I can pay the tuition fee. I won't learn for free."
Tuition fee?
Duan Lingtian's brows relaxed as his eyes lit up.
What he lacked the most right now was money. Although he had over thirty thousand silver, he knew that once he stepped into the Core Formation Stage, it wouldn't be long before he used up all the silver in his hands.
One could never have too much money, especially when he had so many 'life professions'.
Alchemy, weapon forging, and inscriptions.
"Okay, since you're so sincere, I'll reluctantly take out half an hour to teach you every day. How much you can learn will depend on you."
Only a bastard would refuse to earn money.
Duan Lingtian patted the little fatty's shoulder and said, "Because of the Fifth Elder, I'll charge you a thousand silver a month. Is that okay?"
When the little fatty heard this, he was stunned.
When Duan Lingtian saw this, he thought that the little fatty thought it was too expensive. He awkwardly coughed twice and slowly said, "If you think it's too expensive, we can discuss it again. A little …"
"So cheap! Boss, thank you. "
The little fatty excitedly interrupted Duan Lingtian's words.
While Duan Lingtian remained silent, he also felt a bit of regret. Did he set the price too low?
Duan Ling Tian called out to him when he saw the little fatty holding the piece of paper in his hand about to leave. He said with a serious expression, "You must not tell anyone that I know the art of inscriptions. Otherwise, don't even think about learning inscriptions from me."
"Boss, don't worry. I won't say it even if you beat me to death!"
After the little fatty solemnly vowed, he eagerly walked out.
When he thought about how Li Ming would continue to eat at his hands in the future, his heart bloomed with joy.
He decided that he would make at least ten or twenty lightning fire inscriptions as backup …
"I, Li Xuan, have good eyesight. Even a boss is so awesome. Not only is his strength heaven-defying, but he also knows inscriptions. I've struck it rich, I've struck it rich! "
The little fatty whispered to himself as he excitedly walked back home to get the money.
Just now, he had given all the silver notes he had on him to Duan Lingtian.
After the little fatty left, Duan Lingtian returned to the courtyard and continued to stand behind Kerr. He stuck close to her body and taught her the Sword Drawing Technique step by step.
After two months of cultivation, Kerr had almost grasped the essence of the Sword Drawing Technique. She was only lacking in maturity.
Smelling the fragrance of the girl's hair and feeling the girl's body temperature, Duan Lingtian's gaze became a little blurry. He took a deep breath in enjoyment.
"What are you guys doing?"
A voice with a hint of laughter, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, suddenly came from behind.
When Duan Lingtian heard this, he awkwardly took a step back and left the girl.
The girl's face was embarrassed, and her face was so red that it seemed as if blood would drip out. "Madam!"
It was Li Rou who had returned from grocery shopping.
"Ke 'er, stop practicing for now. Come and help me out. I bought a lot of ingredients today, I want to give you and Tian' er some nourishment."
Li Rou shook the grocery basket in her hand and smiled charmingly.
"Yes."
The girl hurriedly sheathed her sword.
"Mom, do you need my help?"
Duan Lingtian asked with a smile.
"Go! You better focus on your cultivation. Even though you've broken through to the 7th level of the Body Tempering Stage, Fang Qiang is still a 9th level Body Tempering Stage martial artist. If he's lucky enough to dodge your Sword Drawing Technique, then you're finished. "
Li Rou rolled her eyes at Duan Lingtian and completely ignored him.
"Young Master, you've broken through to the 7th level of the Body Tempering Stage?"
The girl looked at Duan Lingtian with a face full of pleasant surprise.
Duan Lingtian laughed. "My Kerr is already at the 6th level of the Body Tempering Stage. If I still didn't break through, then it would be a bit embarrassing."
The girl's eyes dimmed as she slowly said, "Young Master, then I'll try my best to cultivate slower in the future."
Li Rou smiled. "Kerr, don't mind him. You cultivate diligently. We women can only suppress men when our strength is stronger than his … If you don't want to be bullied by him in the future, then you have to quickly surpass him."
Hearing Li Rou's words, the girl's face instantly flushed red. She took the grocery basket from Li Rou's hands and ran into the kitchen, leaving the mother and son with a shy back view.
"You little brat, don't be lazy!"
Li Rou glared at Duan Lingtian before following her into the kitchen.
Duan Lingtian shook his head and smiled before continuing his movements.
His flexible body seemed to have transformed into a spirit serpent as he swiftly swept through the courtyard.
Swift as the wind, as fast as lightning, his speed became faster and faster …
In the past two months, the talent that Kerr displayed made Duan Lingtian involuntarily click his tongue in amazement.
Although Kerr also had the same cultivation conditions as him that far surpassed the other Li family members, she was still a girl after all.
However, she was a girl after all, and it was extremely rare for her to have such talent.
According to what his mother Li Rou said, Kerr's talent far surpassed hers in the past.
However, since Kerr's talent was good and her cultivation increased quickly, Duan Lingtian was also happy.
At the very least, when he left Fresh Breeze Town in the future, he could bring Kerr along.
If he didn't have Kerr by his side, he really wouldn't be used to it.
Very quickly, the two beauties finished preparing the meal. The table was filled with sumptuous dishes, and the aroma was overwhelming.
The family sat together to eat and helped each other pick up food. The atmosphere was filled with happiness and warmth.
At the same time, in the courtyard where Second Elder Li Sheng lived.
Li Sheng stood at the door and looked at his youngest son, Li Ming, who was lying on the bed. His face was full of disappointment. "Look at you, if you were beaten up like this by Duan Lingtian, father would accept it. But you were actually beaten up like this by that fatty Li Xuan. Even if you don't feel ashamed, I feel ashamed!"
"Father, I've said it eight hundred times. This time, the aftereffects of the Thunder Flame Pill suddenly came up. Otherwise, Li Xuan would definitely be beaten into a pig's head by me!"
Li Ming was half lying on the bed with a helpless expression. It was difficult for him to defend himself.
"Look at you, you're still looking for excuses. Your brother also took the Thunder Flame Pill, why didn't he have any aftereffects?"
Li Sheng shook his head, obviously not believing Li Ming's words. "If you can't beat him now, you should cultivate properly and fight back in the future. Don't keep looking for excuses, that's what a coward does!"
After speaking, Li Sheng turned and left.
Li Ming was lying on the bed. He could feel the pain even when he slightly stretched his body. He couldn't help but clench his teeth and fiercely say, "Damn fatty, wait until my injuries are healed. I'll definitely teach you a lesson! I don't believe that your luck will always be so good. "
In Li Ming's opinion, the reason Li Xuan could beat him up like this was all because of Li Xuan's good luck.
If it wasn't for the aftereffects of the Thunder Flame Pill acting up, Li Xuan wouldn't have been able to beat him.
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